Tuesday, 28 August 2012

Welcome Yazmin Subha

Today, I'm welcoming Yazmin Subha to Raven's Ramblings. Yaz is a talented new author and we're going to read a lot more from her.

So, Hi Yazmin, pull up a chair, grab a coffee—well or a merlot. The chocolate is behind you. over to you...

Hi Raven.
Thank you for having me on your blog. I am sooooo excited about my first release!
How did you come up with the idea for this story?

LOL. Well it started on one bored evening when I was chatting
online with my Critique group, UCW. All the ladies seemed to be 
talking about their current WIP and I was just saying how bored I 
was. Cherie Nicholls, who is a fabulous author, set a five hundred-
word challenge to include a carwash, a dress and a stranger. That
was the start and once my friends at UCW read it they demanded
more which eventually became Wildfire.

Sounds good, so can we read a bit?

Here's the blurb...

One taste and Braden knew Millie was the one.  Considering their tormented history, this fiery witch would rather die than give herself to a vampire.
Braden has searched all his life for the one who will help him regain his humanity and give him absolute power. One bite and he knew Millie was the one he had been searching for. Millie, a fiery red head is the last one in the line of high born witches who would rather die than give herself to this vampire. After all he killed her mother for her blood as well, didn’t he?  But in a twist of fate Millie learns too late what the truth is. But will death be the only 

That's great, how about an excerpt?

She was slight, her curves meshing against him as though they belonged next to him. She continued to wriggle her lower half trying to get out of his arms. Only the friction awoke the fierce passion residing underneath his skin, and his cock hardened.
"Be still my wild fire, it will be easier." Braden spoke in a low tone directly into her ear. He caught the smell of her hair and could not resist burying his face in the mass of red curls. He groaned with need. Need for blood and need for her.
His voice soothed her anxiety and he felt her stop trying to get out of his arms. Her heart beat slowed down, eventually matching his own. Synchronised again, Braden kissed the back of her head. Enjoying the feel of her silky hair in his face, he bathed in her curls. Moving the curls away from her neck, he bent down, opened his mouth, and sucked the skin on her neck. She tasted of nectar, his very own personal brand.  His head screamed to bite, to taste that rich blood he had sipped last night in the car wash. But the man in him wanted her to be willing, to take her as she reached the height of orgasm as she had nearly done so in the car wash. This time he would be inside her, not just pleasuring her with his hands.
His mind came back to the present as he felt little shakes coming from her, and he realised she was crying.
Her little voice wobbled and she gave a sob, "don't hurt me, please."

Oh Wow, that's so good,

So here's a bit about Yazmin

Yazmin Subha is a busy mother of two children, whose husband has got used to her sitting tapping away on her laptop. By day she sits at her  job, all respectable and prim but by night she is imagining fiesty heroines and sexy alpha males.
She is a British author who grew up with a love of reading. Books created other places, times and worlds to visit. It was the desire to try to write that saw her pen her first short story as a teenager. But then everyday life got in the way and it was only recently that she began scribbling again. Encouraged, or rather dragged screaming and kicking by her crit group UCW she decided to ‘have a go’.
Her teenage dream is finally coming true.

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  1. Hey Raven, thanks for letting me come by. The coffee is good but I do prefer Earl Grey!

  2. That UCW lot are hard task masters, I tell ya! Congrats on your release Yazmin, it's a fab read xx