Karilyn is a Colorado author who says she lives with her own hunky hero, two crazy dogs, known as The Kraken and Sir Barks-A-Lot as well as a handful of colorful saltwater fish. She says she was driven to be an author by her love of reading stories and a preference for sitting in front of a computer at home, rather than sitting in a cube somewhere. I hear you, Karilyn.
Her paranormal romance novella, Werewolves in London placed in the Got Wolf Contest and that started her on her writing career of sexy heroes and lush fantasy worlds.
Her latest work is The Shadow Heart Curse and it sounds like just the perfect book to sweep our imagination into another time and place.
Will they prevail or will Luca be cursed to the shadows forever?
Want more? I do! Let's get an excerpt for even more temptation:
Lights drew her attention to the opposite wing of the mill, where a man stood staring at her window. At her. Breath caught in her lungs as she froze.
But only for a brief moment until she realized it wasn’t a man, at least not a living one. Her breath escaped on a whoosh of relief. Intuition whispered the man was the spirit who’d watched her last night.
The one from her dream.
Shadows clung to his body, ghostly fingers releasing as he stepped into the dim slash of moonlight. Lights flickered from behind him, like the dying gasps of sputtering candles. Dressed in a white shirt with an old-fashioned high collar, sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms, and dark trousers, he reminded her of a working man in a World War I photograph. As if he had removed his coat and tie and rolled up his sleeves to get to work.
Except the men in those photos didn’t sport the wide-eyed, happy look of this man. Ghost. Whatever. Yeah, he wasn’t the only one surprised. She’d sworn never to see a ghost again, yet there stood a ghost, captured by her gaze. The man was hot, in an old-fashioned way. At least he didn’t sport a handle-bar moustache.
He gestured to her, his hand beckoning in a “come here” motion.
She squeezed the bridge of her nose. Was she actually thinking of heading his way? Judging by the way her feet pointed toward the door, she’d already decided. Dammit. She might not want to see a ghost or speak to a spirit, but past experience told her if she ignored them, they ramped up the annoying factor.
How bad could it be to talk to an attractive spirit?
And here is how get in touch with Karilyn:
BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/karilyn-bentleyBut there is even more in store for Karilyn and her book. Her work is being turned into a movie project! I don't do this often, but when I heard about this, I knew I had to know the whole story so I've invited Karilyn back for next week so we can discuss this whole new possibility.
Any questions or comments for Karilyn?