Renee has returned!!!

I’m delighted to welcome Renee Charles back to Coffee Talk. Her new release ONLY LOVE SURVIVES is available exclusively on Amazon for a limited time, but if you don’t have a Kindle or Kindle app you’ll be able to get a copy on September 15, 2013.

!!!Good news for you Kindle users – It’s free right now until July 27^th!!! Amazon Link

Have a look at the blurb for this unique story:

Amidst an epidemic ravaging the world, all Megan Fletcher's hopes for the future lie in getting to Las Vegas where  newscasts reported scientists were gathering to search for a cure for the modern plague. After rescuing her from a rooftop surrounded by Zombies, Sam Woods appoints himself her escort.  While he knows she is determined to get to Vegas no matter the cost, he doesn't know her secret. And with his hatred of all things Zombie, she doesn’t dare tell him the truth. The more he kisses her, the harder it is for Megan to hide her growing feelings…and the bite-shaped scar. But Vegas is not the haven it was promised to be, and when Megan’s immunity to the disease is discovered, she realizes her future and her heart belong to Sam, if he will trust her. 

An idealistic school teacher and ex-corporate mogul manage to find love despite a looming worldwide catastrophe. Can their love survive while everything around them is dying? Will they learn that when facing the end of the world, Only Love Survives.

Wow, Renee, the last time you were here you brought us sexy Werewolves. Now you're human hero is fighting Zombies. I'd love to have a look inside your mind.

Where do you get all this paranormal inspiration?

I don't know really, I guess I have a creepy streak. First of all I was hooked on Zombie movies when I saw my first one, Night of the Comet, when I was 13. Undead, romance, shopping malls and 80's hair, what's not to be loved? And before that, my Barbies always seemed to be ship wrecked and running for their lives. I've leaned toward the Macabre since I can remember. Funny thing, my kids say I am the perkiest person they know.

Has your writing process or habits changed since that debut Book? How?

Oh well, let me tell you, I have learned to tweet since then and discovered it is a dangerous, time sucking wonder that can steal my day in the blink of an eye. It's better than standing in front of a magazine rack reading every possible headline to every possible thing ever written, because I have my slippers on. Needless to say, I have started setting a timer. LOL

What was the best advice you got from your fellow writers and other people in the industry?

When I was looking for an agent, I was lucky enough to catch Steve Laube's ear for a moment or two. He told me 'you cannot write in a vacuum'. It encouraged me to reach out and contact other writers, instead of simply reading how to books. It changed my writing forever, and led to publication and meeting wonderful people like you.

Thanks Renee! What's in store for us next?

Sequels to both books, and I am batting around the idea of a Bigfoot Romance. I do live in the Great North West, land of Bigfoot after all, it only seems natural.

Now lets get a taste from the actual book with this excerpt:

A storm that spelled danger flashed across Sam’s face. He advanced on Megan so fast, she backed up against the side of the Suburban. Planting a hand firmly on each side of her, he pinned her with his arms as well as his gaze.

“What I want? Are you so hard headed you can’t tell what I want?” He covered her mouth with his lips and crushed her clever comeback with an assault on her senses.

Megan pushed him, but he didn’t budge. Instead, he continued to kiss her until her heart raced and cheeks flushed with need. All resistance melted and she succumbed to the warmth of his embrace. Her arms wound around his neck of their own accord pulling him closer while her tongue sought his in a passionate dance, completely ignoring what her heart wanted.

When he finally broke away leaving Megan breathless and wanting so much more, Sam put his forehead to hers and watched her mouth like a drunk watches amber liquid poured into a glass. “You,” he rasped. “I’ve wanted you since I found you hanging from that damn roof, and all our little encounter in the river did was add fuel to the fire.” 

Sounds like things are heating up! I can’t wait to read this one.

It’s always a pleasure to have you for coffee, Renee. Thank you for dropping by.

Thank you for having me again Sandra. I always enjoy visiting with you.

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