Welcome to another edition of Watch Out. Today in the hot seat I’ve got the lovely and talented Tyffani Clark. Such a pleasure to have her here as she talks about her latest release and introduces you to her hero Roman.
“LeKrista Scott has killed a vampire, and now his lover wants revenge.
After months of watching her from the shadows, Lucretious, a millennia old vampire, finally makes his attack during a party thrown by his maker, Roman – a party where Roman proclaims his protection over LeKrista. Roman steps in and saves her life, but not before she deals Lucretious the true death in front of his lover, Perdita. Now LeKrista is running for her life and Roman is trying to save it, but she’s not sure if he really cares or if he has some underhanded reason for keeping her alive. She seeks help from Mages but they refuse to help her, even though she exhibits high potential as a Mage herself. In a last ditch effort, Roman whisks LeKrista away, but Perdita finds them. LeKrista must eliminate Perdita one way or another.”
1. Well hello, Roman. It’s nice to have you.
R: Hello. Are you nervous, my dear? You keep fidgeting.
2. Well, you are a vampire after all. If I may ask, how old are you? I hope that’s not a personal question.
R: Not at all. I take great pride in my age and long life. I am just over 2,000 years old. And not to worry. I took care of all my…needs so as not to worry anyone.
3. I appreciate that. Tell me. What is your obsession with LeKrista Scott? I hear you’ve been causing quite a few problems between her and her boyfriend. What’s that all about?
R: Obsession? No, I wouldn’t use that word. LeKrista has a lot of potential that she has yet to realize. I only want to help her find out what it is.
4. What does her boyfriend have to do with that?
R: Absolutely nothing. He’s a distraction. I think LeKrista would find, if she stopped spending so much time with him she could become something more.
5. What’s in it for you?
R: I beg your pardon?
6. Excuse me. I mean, why do you care so much? You sound like an overbearing parent and doesn’t she already have a couple of those?
R: Yes, I supposed she does.
7. Way to avoid the real question. You mentioned that she could become something more. What does that mean exactly?
R: I only mean that she wastes too much time with cuddling. If she could just get her priorities straight she might find that she can move ahead in life.
8. You sure do know how to evade. But we’ll move on. Tell us something about you. What is your favorite thing? First thought that comes to mind.
R: Sunlight. [chuckling] I don’t get to see it like I used to.
9. No, I guess you don’t. Do you find that desire gets stronger or lesser over the years? You’ve been around a long time.
R: It comes and goes, but it grows stronger. I don’t ever consider walking out into the daylight. I’m sure LeKrista would like for me to sometimes. I have my memories. Vivian used to…
10. Vivian? Who is that?
R: No one. I think we should bring things to a close here. I have some business to attend to.
11. Okay. Just one more question.
R: Very well.
12. If you could go back and redo the moment that you became a vampire, would you change anything?
R: I should say yes, given the circumstances surrounding my change, but I cannot. No, I wouldn’t change a thing. And no, you may not ask how I was changed. You promised one more question. Any more and I shall start charging.
13. Charging? Nevermind. Thank you, Roman.
R: Oh, you are very welcome.
Dark clouds moved in across the sky around three o’clock. My aunt’s house is perched on a hill overlooking a valley, so I sat on the front porch to watch the rain come in. I wrapped myself in a fleece blanket and tried not to shiver. It was really far too cold for this, but I love the rain.
Roman’s voice spoke into my mind. The blanket slipped from my shoulders when I jumped and I shivered.
What the hell?
“Come to me.”
An image of my backyard flashed before my eyes and the front yard disappeared. I blinked at it was there again.
What the hell is going on?
“I am in your backyard, LeKrista,” Roman chuckled in my head. “Come to me, please.”
I think it was the polite request that got me to walk around the house. Roman stood beneath the edge of the trees. The corner of his mouth was tilted up in a smirk and he balanced all his weight on one leg. A thin sweater stretched across his broad, muscled chest and when he saw me he crossed his arms.
“What the hell?” I asked. “How did you do that? What are you?” I stopped several feet from him.
“I fully intend to answer your questions.” His voice rang with humor and I couldn’t help but notice how sexy he was. That was the point wasn’t it? He was showing off.
As if hearing my thoughts, Roman’s face split into a grin. “Would you like to come somewhere with me?”