Please welcome Japheth and Rose Harley here today! Japheth and Rose are from Redemption by Erica Hayes. Redemption is the 2nd novel in the Seven Signs series and the novel will be released on March 5, 2013.
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Rose: Thanks for having us! We’re stoked to be here. (elbows Japheth) Aren’t we?
Japheth: Whatever. Just don’t post my picture on Facebook, okay? I’m a bad-ass fallen angel warrior, not some guy from Masterchef or something.
Rose: Just ignore him, okay? Carry on.
DFT: What did you think when you first laid eyes on your mate?
Japheth: Well, she was pretending to be a helpless waif, lost in a vampire den. So I thought she was an idiot.
Rose: (snorts) Thanks very much.
Japheth: I didn’t know you were a vampire, did I? And you were bewitching me, in case you’ve forgotten. Trying to seduce and assassinate me. Ringing any bells? I was kind of distracted…
Rose: By your hard-on, you mean. Admit it, you totally thought I was hot.
Japheth: Lady, you were the sexiest woman I’d ever laid eyes on. Didn’t stop us trying to kill each other.
Rose: Not that fighting turns you on at all…
Japheth: That’s beside the point.
Rose: Right. Sure. I thought you were a self-righteous twat. A handsome, muscled-up self-righteous twat with hot golden wings and a fabulous ass, mind you. My worst nightmare…
DFT: Describe your mate in three words.
Rose: (grins) A hopeless romantic. It’s true. Never mind that whole bad-ass-warrior-for-heaven thing. Inside, he’s just a big bleeding heart with legs. And wings. Did I mention those?
Japheth: She’s perfect, perfect and perfect.
Rose: I rest my case.
DFT: What is the most unique place you have ever made woopie together?
Rose: We did it in Central Park once. But he’s shy, so I’m still working on those more exotic locations.
Japheth: I am not shy. I just don’t get why the fact that I can fly means…
Rose: That is exactly what it means. Have you no spirit of adventure?
Japheth: I have plenty. I also have a perfectly comfortable bedroom. With pillows, and a shower and stuff. Call me old-fashioned.
DFT: What would you do if you caught someone hitting on your mate?
Japheth: (laughs) Wait for her to beat the snot out of them. It’s not something I worry about.
Rose: Right. You’d just be mad as hell on the inside. If some bitch hits on my angel? Good luck to her. Did she bring an ice pick? She’ll need it. The words asshole ice prince don’t even begin to describe this guy when he’s not interested.
DFT: Describe how your mate smells to you.
Rose: Oh, wow. The way this man smells is one of the reasons I couldn’t resist him in the first place. Imagine me faking an orgasm right now and you’ll get the idea… oh, look, he’s blushing. That is so adorable.
Japheth: She smells like flowers. Or frankincense. Or something. I don’t know what it is, but it stands my feathers on end.
DFT: If you could have your mate dress in anything you want, and we do mean ANYTHING, what would choose?
Rose: Aww. What did I say about hopeless romantic? (scratches her head) Costumes kinda freak me out, actually. I was enslaved to a demon who liked to dress up, and trust me, he was a complete psycho… but I gotta say, that magical silver armor is a good look on Japheth. All that metal and bare skin… me-owww!
DFT: Toilet paper, under or over?
Japheth: What does that even mean?
Rose: C’mon, even bad-ass angel warriors have to go to the john.
Japheth: Actually, we don’t. Not technically.
Rose: Whatever. I’m an over girl, all the way.
DFT: Leather or lace?
Japheth: (smirks) Leather for me, lace for her.
Rose: Dude, you’d look hot in lace. You’ve got that whole blond altar-boy look going. A few frills, some see-through negligee…
Japheth: You should be so lucky.
DFT: What is your idea of a romantic date?
Japheth: Uhh. I’m not real good at that kind of stuff. Dinner and the opera, I guess.
Rose: (rolls her eyes) You are such a nerd. Actually, opera’s growing on me since I met you. I like all the murders and adultery and stuff. It’s like bad daytime TV.
Japheth: Whatever you say. You cried at the end of La Boheme.
Rose: Did not.
Japheth: And in Madame Butterfly. And…
Rose: Okay, shut up. You loved the mosh pit at Florence and the Machine. You even danced. True story.
DFT: What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve done in front of your mate?
Rose: Eat. It’s kinda messy for a vampire. Right after we met, I had to eat because I was starving, and… well, let’s just say I was mortified.
Japheth: Introduce her to my so-called friends. Dashiel and Trillium spent the entire evening telling her ‘the-day-Japheth-did-dumb-stuff’ stories. I’m centuries old. There are a lot of stories.
Rose: Ha! Like that time in that bath house in Constantinople, when you and the archangel Michael…
Japheth: Shut up. Just… no.
DFT: What was the first thing that attracted you about your mate?
Japheth: I’ve gotta be honest…
Rose: Actually, he does. He never lies. Afraid he’ll go to hell, or something.
Japheth: May I continue? Thanks. It was her legs. She was all huddled up and the legs were all I could see. Then I saw the rest of her. A beautiful vampire goddess, trying to seduce my soul. Sweet Jesus. I have never wanted damnation so badly. And that was before I found out how tough and courageous she is.
Rose: Thanks, baby. Well, you know. Look at him. I saw this insufferable jerk in that body, trying to kill me and send me to hell, and I’m like, ‘damn, why are the hot ones always either gay or homicidal?’ It wasn’t until later that I found out he’s the sweetest man on earth, not to mention up to his eyeballs in honor. It’s incredible.
Japheth: Uh, thanks. I think.
DFT: What’s the worst gift you’ve given to your mate? Best?
Japheth: I’m supposed to give her gifts?
Rose: He’s kidding. Sort of. He brings me flowers for no reason and then forgets Valentine’s Day.
Japheth: Why do I need a reason? Valentine was a greasy lunatic who got beheaded by the Romans. Where do flowers even come in to that? I don’t get it.
Rose: see what I’m dealing with here?
DFT: Apart from the obvious, which three parts of your mate’s body are your personal favorites and why?
Japheth: She has the most amazing lips. I just want to kiss her all the time. And there’s this cute little dimple, right at the base of her spine…
Rose: That’s only two.
Japheth: Yeah, but ‘wild dark eyes that stop my heart’ is overdone. I never said that.
Rose: For me, it’s his wrists. I could watch those muscles all day. Is that weird?
Japheth: (blushes) It’s not like I work out, or anything. Wield a flaming sword for a few thousand years and see what your forearms look like.
Rose: Bashful, isn’t he? He also has a spectacular ass. And those glowing golden feathers are… well, let’s just say, who needs sex toys?
DFT: Name the most annoying thing your mate does?
Rose: He’s so tidy. Always putting shit away. It drives me nuts.
Japheth: She leaves her underwear on the floor.
Rose: Usually because you put it there.
Japheth: Is that supposed to be an excuse?
DFT: Foreplay or roleplay?
Japheth: Foreplay. Long, slow, toe-curling foreplay. With feathers.
DFT: Underwear – yes or no.
Japheth: See above. She puts it on, I take it off her. Works well.
Rose: He’s a naked-underneath guy. Totally hot.
DFT: Between the sheets or on top?
Japheth: You’re assuming we do it only once?
Rose: For a formerly sinless fallen angel, you have such a dirty mind these days. I sleep between, thanks.
DFT: My mate tastes like _______.
Japheth: Heaven. I know. I’ve been there.
Rose: A hot stormy sky. With added sweetness. It’s… unique.
DFT: The sexiest noise my mate makes is ___________.
Japheth: I love her laugh. Gives me warm shivers.
Rose: Well, there’s this totally hot purring thing he does, right when he’s about to…
Japheth: Way too much info. Thanks. Bye.
DFT: My mate’s sexiest article of clothing is _______.
Japheth: She looks hot in everything. Nothing. Anything. It’s not the clothes that are sexy, it’s Rose.
Rose: Correct answer. He’s a keeper.
DFT: Porn movies or magazines?
Japheth: Pass. I’d rather slaughter demons.
Rose: Oh, god, yes. After a hot sweaty battle against evil? He’s up for it all night.
Japheth: So? You like it.
Rose: Yes, I do (grins) I’m not into porn, either. I’ve had enough sordid meaningless fucking in my life, thanks. It’s not pretty. I’d rather read a good steamy romance. Not that I would ever tell anyone that (glares)
DFT: The quickest way to turn my mate on is by ________.
Japheth: Well, there’s this thing I can do with my feathers, right between her… Yeah. Excuse me while I take a cold shower.
Rose: Apart from the demon-slaughter thing? Attack him. He loves to fight. Also, he wants to watch me dance. I was a professional, so…
Japheth: the splits, guys. Enough said.
Erica Hayes was a law student, an air force officer, an editorial assistant and a musician, before finally landing her dream job: fantasy writer. She writes dark paranormal romance, urban fantasy and romantic science fiction, and her books feature tough, smart heroines and colorful heroes with dark secrets.
She hails from Australia, where she drifts from city to city, leaving a trail of chaos behind her. Currently, she’s terrorizing the wilds of Northumberland.
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About this Book:
Japheth the Tainted is on the hunt for a mysterious demon vampire. But meeting her face-to-face might disarm his warrior spirit—and spark an unquenchable passion with apocalyptic consequences.
As a fallen angel, Japheth is determined to make his way back to heaven by staying pure and slaying hellspawn. With a new scourge of vampires unleashed by a blood-drinking demon, the Prince of Thirst, there’s plenty to be done. But Japheth is after one vampire in particular—the one they call the Angel Slayer.
Rose Harley never wanted to be a vampire, but the Prince of Thirst can turn even the kindest soul into a soldier of hell. Feeling abandoned by God, she stalks the West Village taking revenge on his angels—until she meets her match.
When Japheth and Rose encounter each other, the battle is fierce and charged with desire. But when they discover a common enemy—the Prince of Thirst himself—they form a dangerous alliance that could either cost them their eternal lives, or spark a love more powerful than heaven or hell.
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