I am please to introduce a new author to you. I have known Jorja for a while and when she told me she was writing a book, I jumped up and volunteered to spotlight her here on my blog. Without any further adieu, I introduce Ms. Jorja Kish.
About Jorja Kish
Today, Jorja anchors her butt on a squeaky office chair, occasionally staring out her French doors to the acre of land she calls her backyard, armed with a mug of steaming hot coffee and the occasional chunk of chocolate, as she plunges into the world of her characters and fills her computer screen with the next love story. Living the life she was meant to embrace, Jorja is forever grateful for the sudden opportunity she grabbed with both hands. Dreams do come true, there is such a thing called true love, and everyone deserves their happily ever after.
Jorja’s first book, My Everything, will be released by Siren Publishing on Wednesday, October 9th. You can Pre-order today by clicking here. Below is the synopsis of the book followed by an excerpt. Enjoy!
“Cage fighter by necessity, Squeak dodges the henchmen sent by his boss. He hides out at The Crossroad Bar and manages to have hot dirty sex with a stranger. Unfortunately, something inside of Squeak is unleashed when bitten on the shoulder. Terrified with the excruciating pain, Squeak flees into the night oblivious to the mating bite.
Commander Tynan Rhys is tired and wants to return to the Lycan Home world. The Crossroad Bar is the last stop on his mission, and he fears it’s another wild goose chase.
A neon green cap catches his eye, and he soon finds himself with a little imp that makes his blood burn with lust. Due for a quick hookup, Tynan seduces the gorgeous man, but when his canines drop with the uncontrollable urge to bite, all thoughts of his mission are lost.
Tynan realises too late that he claimed one of the missing Lycan princes, and now faces a death sentence.”
Story Excerpt
There was no doubt about it that his little heart was going to burst from his chest.
“Holy fucking shit, he is gorgeous,” gasped Squeak, barely listening to the man sitting next to him when he said something.
He nodded a few times, but his entire being was focussed on the stranger that sat in the corner of the bar. Without caution, and being entirely rude, Squeak pushed away from the bar, leaving the man midsentence. He took a step toward the gorgeous stranger and soon found himself standing in front of the empty chair across from the Adonis. Biting his lip, he blinked with surprise and glanced back over his shoulder toward the crowded bar. Frowning slightly, he shrugged his shoulders before turning back, still nibbling his lower lip.
He braved a quick glance at the giant man who sat leaning against the wall. Eyes of the most stunning lavender hue stared back at him. The gaze was clear, sharp, and filled with undisguised lust. Squeak’s eyes popped wider.
“Hi,” Squeak blurted out, immediately blushing from the squeak in his voice and the raised eyebrow of the stunning man sitting before him. “Aw crap, I sound so stupid.” Squeak blushed further.
He tore his eyes away and was about to turn when the sexiest, deepest, and most lust-worthy growl sent shivers down his body. He gasped from the strange sensation in his body and quickly slipped into the vacant chair when his legs felt like they were about to give out.
“By all means sit with me, little one.” The stranger smirked and nodded at the chair that was suddenly occupied.
Squeak felt like his face was on fire and his gut was doing crazy flip-flops. He didn’t know if he was going puke all over the guy or climb on his lap and rub his little body all over the stranger.
“Oh, crap, what is wrong with me,” he muttered under his breath. He was about to stand and leave when a heavily callused hand pressed into his and held his smaller hand with a firm yet gentle grip.
“Nothing is wrong with you, little one,” the stranger purred. “I am Tynan, and you are?”
Squeak stared at the massive hand that swallowed his smaller and far more delicate hand. The pressure of the man’s hand sent chills down his back and he shivered from something he couldn’t identify. Pulling his wide eyes away, he raised his long lashes to peek through them and look at the gorgeous creature called Tynan. Fuck, even the name was sexy as hell.
“People call me Squeak, you know,” he motioned toward his slight stature. “I’m kind of small like a mouse.”
Tynan nodded, keeping his hand firmly against the delicate bones of Squeak’s soft fingers. He leaned slightly closer and felt his body shiver from the sudden ache in his breeches. His cock hardened and pressed against the snug material. But it was the alluring scent that wrapped itself around his body that had him growling from deep within his chest.
He watched as the little man’s eyes popped even wider, but the waifish man didn’t pull away from his touch.
“Man, that’s so cool. How did you make that sound? I mean you’re obviously not a Terran from your ginormous size and I’ve never heard a growl like that come out of one either. And call me crazy, but that was so sexy. I mean you growled like a wild animal would and—oh crap I didn’t mean you were a wild animal, I just mean it sounded really cool and sexy and I really need to shut the hell up.” Squeak moaned as he rubbed his face with his free hand. He tugged away from the firm grip.
“Don’t,” Tynan murmured, gliding his thumb over the back of Squeak’s hand, “your skin is so soft and your hand is so small and fragile. You smell delicious to me.”
Tynan pulled Squeak’s hand across the table toward his hungry body, raised the hand to his lips, and placed a soft kiss on the fingertips. His eyes flared with heat and his belly clenched from the ambrosia of the small taste of the little man. The taste of sweet citrus and mint mingled on his lips.
“You are exquisite, my little mouse,” he whispered, taking another gentle kiss on the slightly quivering fingers.
“Uh huh.” Squeak nodded as he leaned forward, practically draped over the small round table. “But I’m not a mouse, I’m a man.”
Tynan smiled against the hand that was held to his mouth and winked.
“That you definitely are, Squeak. And I have the need to get to know you much better if you would allow me such a pleasure.”
Without a word, Squeak scrambled from the table and climbed on top of Tynan’s massive thighs and straddled the gorgeous man.
An Interview with Jorja
Q: What inspired you to write your first book?
A: I’ve always had stories in my head, since I could write. The problem was I had an idea of what I wanted to write as I got older, but I didn’t feel that my stories fit in the genres that were around. Once I found the erotic romance genre, I found my home. My first novel was inspired by a dream I had. It was a naughty dream and I had to write it down. Soon that dream evolved into a story, and then the story went through many stages before I had the guts to submit it. And I’m so grateful for the opportunity of My Everything being published.
Q: Who is your favourite character from your book and why?
A: I love all my characters, and the more I write, the more new characters stir emotions in me. However, I adore Squeak. He is so feisty and quirky. He was hurt, but found a way to believe in another person and fall in love. Falling in love took Squeak by surprise. The fact that he really keeps Tynan on his toes is fun to watch…read? Lol.
Q: What were some of the challenges of writing your current release?
A: I’m not a linear writer. For my current release, I started writing a steamy sex scene between the main characters and spiralled out from there. I get an idea and write it down in story form then run with it. The hard part was trying to fit the rest of the story, since I hop around a lot. I’ve written many scenes and only so many made to the final draft. It can be frustrating. Apparently, that’s how I “roll”. Of course, another challenge is finding the courage to let someone read my draft. I was blessed to have my daughter read it. If it weren’t for her, My Everything would still be locked away in my hard drive. Thanks honey!
Q: Do you ever experience writer’s block?
A: That is a Hell Yeah! In the past I would be stuck for days, even weeks and my frustration would grow, because I needed to write, to get the story out. Then I realised I didn’t have to write the same story in order to write a story. So, when I have an argument with my Muse, I switch the focus on the current story and pick up another that I wrote earlier and put away. So now, my writer’s block doesn’t happen as often as it did in the past.
Q: Do you have any unique talents or hobbies?
A: Well, for unique hobbies I build anime “Gundam” models. I have a few anime series I watch from time to time and I used to have over six models that I built over the years. And as to the unique talent(s)…I can write good stories? Lol. Seriously, though, I’m shy by nature, yet strangers seem to spark up a conversation with me out of nowhere. My family usually ask me after the conversation between the stranger and me if I know that person. I shrug and say no. Therefore, I guess that’s a unique talent.
Q: If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?
A: Hands down it would be Gabrielle Evans. Leap of Faith was my first introduction to her writing and I’ve been hooked since. She was extremely generous with her time when I had questions about the business. And I always felt that she saw me, the person I am. So, yeah, Gabrielle is my mentor hero.
Q: Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?
A: I learned to trust my gut even when my head was running around in many directions. My instincts guided me to rewrite the first few chapters after I waited over nine months sitting on the story. So, now I try not to second guess myself with self-doubt and trust what my instincts whisper to me.
Q: What book are you reading now?
A: I adore James Rollins. So currently, I’m reading Bloodline. I love his style of writing.
Q: What can we except from you in the future?
A: Well, I want to finish the rest of The Lycan Princes series. And I have a few ideas of a branch off that will hopefully lead into another series revolving around the Lycan Empire. Also, my Muse has been giving me a few nudges in the direction of a zombie apocalyptic background for a story. So, as long as I have breath in my lungs, ideas in my head, and passion in my heart I’m good to go for a long while.
Q: Do you have any tips for readers or advice for writers trying to get published?
A: Follow what you love and let your passion guide you. Be informed of what is out there that can help make your dream come true whether it be people, blogs, groups and so forth. Writing is a career and it’s most definitely not a hobby. Have faith in you as a person and as a writer and trust your instincts. Also, connect with people who share your love of writing and reading. Writers are readers too, big time. And when you do promo, connect first, engage and become friends with groups. Lasting friendships not only give you a shoulder to lean on, it builds a wonderful community to enjoy.
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