Today’s guest is Cara Bristol, author of Destiny’s Chance. This erotic paranormal romance was originally published in 2013, and was just re-released on July 25th. Cara has stopped by today to tell us about her book and her own experience with the paranormal.
My Real-life Paranormal “Woo-woo” Moment
By Cara Bristol
I started my writing career a reporter, starting out in the “lifestyle” section of a newspaper. I was in my mid 20s and was hoping to meet my Mr. Right. I was doing a lifestyle piece on the secrets people confess to their hairdressers. While interviewing one hairdresser, she happened to mention that she had psychic abilities. That she “knows” things.
Well, I didn’t believe in psychics, but I had to ask, “What do you know about me?” I didn’t ask or say anything about a man.
She said I would meet a man, and it would have something to do with the number six. She didn’t know what, but that a six was involved.
Fast forward a couple of years. The psychic hairdresser is forgotten. My 10th high school reunion was coming up, and I vowed I would have a date! At the time, I had several dates with one guy, but I didn’t feel comfortable asking him to the reunion. For some reason, I didn’t want him there. I mulled over every male friend and acquaintance I had and decided to ask a fireman I knew. He said yes, we started dating, and I ended up marrying him.
The date of my high school reunion was August 6.
My latest release, Destiny’s Chance, is an erotic paranormal, not paranormal like shifters and vamps, but woo-woo paranormal. Through a tragic act of fate, Destiny gets the man of her dreams, but there is a high price to pay for that gift. Her psychic sister Laura, a secondary character, is there to help her through it.
Fate gave her a chance for love. Is she brave enough to accept it?
Destiny Grable has loved Chance Everett for as long as she could remember, but he was never interested in her until a tragic act of fate grants her heart’s desire. Now Chance is all hers—body, mind, and soul. But once they’re together, she discovers he has a kinky side she never knew about. Is she ready for it? Can she handle it? And Chance isn’t the only one with a secret. If he discovers what she’s hiding, will he still want her?
Excerpt from Destiny’s Chance
Silence met him when Chance entered the kitchen where a single light burned. Talking with Roman had done little to alleviate his confusion, worsened it by highlighting the multitude of differences he’d noticed. He opened the refrigerator and stared at the leftovers. She could cook like a dream, so why hadn’t she done it before? Why fake ignorance, incompetence?
He shut the door and downed a glass of water, then switched off the light and strode to the bedroom. Drawn blinds covered the bedroom windows, but moonlight spilled in through the rounder above to spotlight the bed and cast the room in twilight rather than darkness. Her back to him, she formed a slight speed bump on his side. He stripped to his boxers and slid between the sheets.
Tree branches rustled against the house like whispering ghosts. Shape-shifting shadows skittered across the ceiling, assumed form as fire-breathing dragons while the woman beside him wafted an incongruous gentle melody of warmth and scent. Disturbingly pleasant. The hairs on his forearm next to her tingled. She surprised him at every turn, yet there was the oddest familiarity about the change in her—like running into someone you recognized at the last place you would expect to see him.
He inhaled. “Are you awake?” he whispered.
Only the sound of her breathing met his question. He exhaled with relief. Not disappointment. Relief.
He jumped at the soft sound of her voice. On the ceiling, dragons leaped to full alert.
She rolled to face him but said nothing more.
He turned his head on the pillow to peer at her. In the dimness, bruises smudged her cheeks, but her lips looked soft and kissable. “So tell me again when you learned to cook?”
She shrugged. “It just sort of came to me.”
He appraised her, trying to glean truth. “People don’t decide one day they like to cook, and presto, they know how. It has to be learned.” Either she’d been hiding her ability all along, or something was seriously weird. “Can you play the violin?”
“No.” She creased her forehead. “Why?”
“I wonder what other dormant talents you have,” he said.
She puckered her lips and whistled the theme from a movie about prisoners of war forced to build a bridge for the enemy. “What’s that?”
“The Bridge over the River Kwai.”
“I recognized the tune. I meant why are you whistling?”
“I’m sharing a hidden talent you. Have you ever known me to whistle?”
Despite his conflicted emotions, he smiled. “No, I haven’t.”
Another tune, this one less jaunty, more flowing, haunting, filled the room. Familiar, but he couldn’t place it.
“What’s that one?” He flipped onto his side toward her.
“‘My Heart Will Go On.’ The theme from Titanic.”
“Chick flick.” He dismissed it with a snort.
“The most famous boat-disaster movie ever. Death and destruction. How can that be a chick flick?” Humor glinted in her eyes. Amusement teased the corner of her mouth into a sweet curve.
“All that sappy stuff about love continuing after death? Pure romantic dribble drabble.”
“You don’t think love continues after death?”
Thanks for stopping by Cara! I think Destiny’s Chance sound like a good one. You can purchase Amazon and Kindle Unlimited. Click on the cover to go to Amazon:
USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes contemporary and science fiction romance and has topped the Amazon sales charts in science fiction and fantasy romance and erotica. No matter what the romance subgenre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven, seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.
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