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Who is your intended audience and why should they read your book?
MY INTENDED AUDIENCE ARE READERS WHO LOVE SUSPENSE AND ROMANCE COMBINED, A BLEND THAT KEEPS THEM TURNING THE PAGES. I THINK I DELIVER THAT.
How did you come up with the title of your book or series?
I STARTED WITH MY HERO’S NAME, JAKE BERNSTEIN (A HYBRID OF MY STEPFATHER’S AND MY GRANDSON’S NAMES). THE FACT THAT HE’S AN FBI AGENT WITH SPECIAL LINGUISTIC GIFTS AND A VERY HANDSOME LADIES’ MAN PROVIDES THE SERIES’ TITLE IN PART.
Who is your favorite character from your book and why?
MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN LIES IN WAIT ARE, OF COURSE, MY HERO, JAKE BERNSTEIN. THE HEROINE, MEGHAN LARSEN, DOES HER PART AS HER LOYALTY TO JAKE AND TO HER COUNTRY ARE TESTED IN THIS NOVEL.
How about your least favorite character? What makes them less appealing to you?
THE BAD GUYS, OF COURSE! THEY’RE THE CLEVER ISLAMIC TERRORISTS WHO ARE GUIDED AND INSPIRED BY THE WORST OF THEM ALL, THE BRITISH IMAM.
Give us an interesting fun fact or a few about your book or series.
THE INTERPLAY AND TENSION BETWEEN JAKE AND MEG. THEY’RE VERY MUCH FOILS FOR EACH OTHER AND YET VERY MUCH ALIKE, MASCULINE AND FEMININE VERSIONS OF THE SAME SMART, TOUGH-MINDED AND COURAGEOUS PERSON.
What other books are similar to your own? What makes them alike?
I’M VERY MUCH INFLUENCED IN MY WRITING BY MALE AUTHORS LIKE DANIEL SILVA, BRAD THOR, JAMES PATTERSON—WHICH IS PROBABLY WHY I CAN WRITE COMFORTABLY FROM A MALE’S POV.
Do you have any unique talents or hobbies?
YES, I SING WITH A SWEET ADELINES WOMEN’S CHORUS IN MY SPARE TIME. WE SING IN THE BARBERSHOP STYLE, FOUR-PART HARMONY A CAPPELLA. IT’S A WONDERFUL HOBBY.
What can we expect from you in the future?
BESIDES ADDING TO MY FBI SERIES AND THE DELPHI BLOODLINE SERIES (BOOK ONE, ATHENA’S SECRETS, CAME OUT IN 2015-ABOUT A CLAIRVOYANT ARTIST), I’LL BE COMING OUT WITH SEVERAL HUMOROUS WOMEN’S FICTION NOVELS FEATURING LATINA HEROINES.
What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?
TWITTER AND FACEBOOK THEIR ENJOYMENT OF THE BOOK! AND LEAVE BOOK REVIEWS ON AMAZON AND AT THE WILD ROSE PRESS. WITH MY MANY THANKS AND APPRECIATION! EMAIL THAT YOU HAVE DONE SO AND I’LL SEND YOU A FREE GIFT!
Do you have any tips for readers or advice for other writers trying to get published?
THE OLD SAYING, AN AUTHOR IS A WRITER WHO NEVER GAVE UP, IS SO TRUE!
Is there anything else you’d like to say?
A riveting blend of romantic thriller, mystery and WWII espionage that spans sixty years of lies. England’s secret service agency MI5 recruits Jewish-American FBI analyst Jake Bernstein to go undercover and investigate an elderly, naturalized American grandmother, suspected of being a notorious Nazi spy wanted for war crimes during WWII. Jake runs into a series of complications: This spy knows a secret that could endanger the British royal family; Jake’s attraction to the old woman’s beautiful granddaughter; a ruthless and violent Irish neo-Nazi group is tracking him; and a clever, cagey old lady stands in the way of justice. His priority shifts from finding the evidence to staying alive!
Enjoy an Excerpt:
Breakfast in the hotel dining room was to be served at 7 a.m.. Next stop: Cardiff, the capital of Wales, then their ferry ride to Ireland. He’d finally looked over the itinerary. The motor coach would be leaving that afternoon, after a tour and lunch in Bath. A quick perusal of the day’s agenda showed him they had the afternoon free to wander around Bath and do some shopping. Maybe he could invite Meg and her grandmother to spend some time with him.
Still drowsy with sleep, he looked over at the pillow next to his. Visualizing Meg lying there, her lush hair with all its variegated blonde hues fanned out, stirred him. The erection he’d awakened with grew harder; not surprising, he thought, considering his celibacy of late. Strictly his choice, despite the offers tossed his way.
The opportunities had been there and he’d ignored them, stubborn man that he was. Even late last night, when the two New Jersey sisters had called and invited him to a private party in Hank’s room. He’d declined tactfully.
At thirty-two years old, he found himself holding out for more.
Stupid fool, he scolded himself. Or as the Brits would say, sodding wanker! Or something to that effect. He should learn to take it when it was offered to him on a platter, free of charge. All he had to do was be nice to a girl for a few hours, promise to call her, and then…
Ah, but as Grandpa Nate would say, “nussing is free in dis vorld”.
Dreams of Meg had plagued him—rather entertained him—all night. Even now, recalling how her small, plump breasts bounced up and down while she ran alongside him, how her long ponytail swung back and forth, filled him with unbridled lust. The one time they’d stopped at the Roman ruins, they’d let their arms brush together. Neither had pulled away. Just that light touch had flooded his insides with longing. She appeared to feel the same. She’d flushed to the roots of her hair and after that, had touched him in some small way every chance she got. Each touch was electric, sizzling!
What he liked about her was her total lack of coyness or flirtatiousness. Meg was straightforward, without guile; she wasn’t playing games. He could read the honesty in her face when she told him about her breakup with the ex-fiancé and her distrust of men and their empty promises and vows. All lies, she’d mused with just a hint of bitterness. She’d finally come to accept the reality of men.
Or some men, she’d amended, adding quickly that she’d apologize if she was offending him. No, he’d said; I agree with you. Most men lie through their teeth. It’s a guy thing.
That admission had elicited a small, rueful laugh from both of them. And she’d let her arm brush his again, as if to reassure him. He was different, she was saying.
No, I’m not, he’d wanted to say. I’m a liar, an impostor. And you’re going to hate me when this is all over.
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