Rebecca York Gets Lost in a Dark Moon

Please help me welcome Rebecca York to our blog today!

THE BIO

USA Today best-seller, Rebecca York, is the author of more than 145 books. She has written paranormal romantic thrillers for Berkley and romantic thrillers for Harlequin Intrigue, including her long-running 43 Light Street series, set in Baltimore. She has also authored or co-authored 15 cookbooks. And she is currently bringing out a new paranormal romantic suspense series, Decorah Security, from Light Street Press. Her next romantic suspense series is for Sourcebooks. She is the winner of a PRISM Award, two RT BOOK REVIEWS Career Achievement Awards, 5 NJRW Golden Leaf Awards, and the Romance Writers of America Centennial Award (she is one of only thirteen recipients). Two of her books were RITA finalists.

THE STORY BLURB

DARK MOON is the latest book in Rebecca York’s Moon series and also the first novel in a new series, Decorah Security. Agents Emma Richards and werewolf Cole Marshall take on a dangerous undercover assignment, to rescue a young woman from slavery on a cruise ship converted into a dark and dangerous pleasure Palace. When they masquerade as lovers, the sexual attraction between Emma and Cole reaches flash point. But what will happen when Emma discovers her lover is a shape shifter?

To read the first THREE chapters of Dark Moon, "Click to LOOK INSIDE" AT THIS WEBSITE. 

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ALEXA: Thanks for joining us today, Rebecca. What's the first book you remember reading?

  REBECCA: I'm dyslexic, so I had a hard time learning to read. Since I love stories, my mom saved me by reading to me a lot. One of my favorites was the Freddy the Pig series, about a bunch of farm animals who lived on the Bean Home Farm and could talk. Freddy was a detective who solved a lot of crimes. I also fondly remember the early Dr. Seuss books like Bartholomew and the Oobleck and The King's Stilts.

  ALEXA: What's your favorite fairy tale?

  REBECCA: I'm a sucker for Beauty and the Beast. A lot of my heroes are beastly. Werewolves and heavy-duty alpha males who have to be tamed by the heroine. Then they're completely devoted to her.

  ALEXA: Fairy Tale or Action Adventure?

  REBECCA: I like Fairy Tales, but not as much as Action Adventure.

                                                                        

  ALEXA: Where do you read and how often?

  REBECCA: I wish I had more time to read. My chief reading is thrillers. But sometimes I just want a good romance. I've always got a book in the car CD player. If I'm reading the old-fashioned way, or on my Kindle, I'm usually in bed--or at a doctor's office.

  ALEXA: What was the first story you remember writing?

  REBECCA: I read a lot of science fiction when I was a kid. In 8th grade, I wanted to write a novel about aliens wiping out most the people on earth and the remaining humans having to cope with their new life. I didn't get very far with it.

  ALEXA: What's your favorite movie of all time?

  REBECCA: My favorite movie of all time is STARMAN. He’s my kind of  sexy paranormal hero!

 

  ALEXA: What is your biggest vice?

  REBECCA: I wish I could eat less and lose 15 pounds.

  ALEXA: Is there a Blooper in your story (it may have been changed before printing)?

  REBECCA: In one of my Moon books for Berkley, I wanted to mention "The DC-area sniper." The copy editor couldn't read my handwriting and translated it into “The Dr. Cierra sniper.” Thank goodness I caught it in time!

  ALEXA: Be honest, when reading...do you put yourself in the heroine's role?

  REBECCA: All my heroines are me--if I were nicer, prettier and slimmer.

  ALEXA: What's something you'd like to tell your fans?

  REBECCA: It makes me feel wonderful when someone tells me she liked my book. There's nothing like it! I feel like it's an honor to write stories that people actually read and enjoy.               

                                                                                                    

  ALEXA: What's the first thing you do when you finish writing a book?

  REBECCA: I start worrying about what the editor will think of it.

  ALEXA: What do you do to unwind and relax?

  REBECCA: I cook, do craft projects, read, pet the cats, watch the fish in my pond, watch some of the great series on TV like Boardwalk Empire, Rome, Mad Men, Homeland. I also try to make sure that I walk at least 30 minutes a day. I often get great story ideas while walking. Exercise helps keep me in shape and also elevates my mood.

  ALEXA: Exercise. Yes, I have to rememer that! Which of your characters would you most want to invite to dinner, and why?

  REBECCA: Oh, you are making me ache with longing. I would so much love to meet some of my werewolves. Cole Marshall, in DARK MOON, is my latest.

  ALEXA: Do you read reviews of your books? If so, do you pay any attention to them, or let them influence your writing?

  REBECCA: Reviews rarely influence my writing. Good reviews make me feel good. Bad reviews make my insides knot up.

  ALEXA: What dreams have been realized as a result of your writing?

  REBECCA: I told you I was dyslexic. I got to show the teachers who thought I was a dummy in school that I really wasn't a loser, although probably most of them never found out about me. I've gotten to be a successful author, with more than 145 books. It amazes me when I think about that. But if you sit and write most of the day, you pile up a lot of words.

  ALEXA: Tea or Coffee? And how do you take it?

  REBECCA: No, no. Tea AND coffee. I have a big mug of coffee with half and half and Splenda in the morning (preferably at room temperature.) If I can get one, I have a Starbucks sugar-free Frappuccino. And I either drink tea or lemon water most of the day.

 

  ALEXA: What color would you make the sky if it wasn't going to be blue anymore and why?

  REBECCA: Good grief! I am a traditionalist. The sky is SUPPOSED TO BE blue. If it were some other color, that would mean there was something seriously wrong w/ the earth. We were in China a couple of years ago, and the sky was always smogged up. Depressing. When we got to Hong Kong, we could see the mainland China cloud hanging in the distance.

ALEXA: If you were a t-shirt, what color would you be and why?

        REBECCA: I am the Imelda Marcos of t-shirts. I probably have 200 of them. My favorite ones are usually black. I want them to feel soft against my, skin, and you can't tell if they will be until you've washed them.

       ALEXA: Thanks for joining us today, Rebecca. I've enjoyed getting to know you better. Before we go, do you have a question you'd like to ask your fans?

       REBECCA: Do you prefer romantic suspense with a paranormal twist or not?

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Rebecca York -Harlequin

GET LOST IN
SOLID AS STEELE
A 43 LIGHT STREET Series

Harlequin Intrigue,
January 2011
ISBN: 0373695233

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
Jamie Shepherd struggled to claw her way back to consciousness, but the nightmare held her fast. She was in a dark, spooky funhouse, trying to find the exit to freedom.

Music from a slasher movie blared from hidden speakers. Eerie green light shimmered around her. And the air was thick with a horrible graveyard smell.

Coughing, pressing her hand over her mouth, she fought to escape, even when she knew on some instinctive level that it wasn't her dream. She clung to that secret knowledge as she ran down an endless hallway, her breath coming in great gasps, her terror increasing with every step.

Ahead of her was a blank wall. Oh Lord!

She was trapped.

Or maybe not. Struggling to control her fear, she began to slide her hands over the flat surface, searching for a seam or a latch, something that would let her escape from the monster that she knew was behind her.

Finally, her fingers found a small indentation. When she pressed into it, a door sprang outward so fast that she lost her footing and tumbled through.

As she scrambled to right herself, she found she was on a slide that carried her down into the darkness, then dumped her onto a cold cement floor.

She lay there panting, her shoulder throbbing where it had struck the floor. From far away she heard a train whistle blow. Then, much closer, a sound behind her froze the blood in her veins.

He was coming! She had to get away.

After dragging herself up, she stood in the darkness, trying not to let her breathing give her away.

From a speaker in the wall, a grating voice boomed, "You can't stay there."

"No more. Please. Let me go," she cried out.

"Not yet."

"What have I done to you?"

"You know."

"I don't! Please just let me out of here. I don't even know who you are."

"Of course you know."

"No!"

"I'll let you out if you can find the door. Go back upstairs."

As he spoke, a spotlight switched on, and she saw steps leading upward.

She clambered up, grasping the railing. At the top, she found herself in another corridor, this one lined with mirrors that distorted her image as they reflected her face and body.

Someone had spattered red paint on the floor. Or was it blood?

She looked behind her and saw a shadowed figure climbing the steps, his pace slow and deliberate, like he had all the time in the world.

A cry rose in her throat when she saw how he was dressed. He wore a black robe, and his face was a skull mask with glowing red eyes. She had seen him before. First just a glimpse. Then a fuller look. And some deep, primal instinct told her she was dead if he caught up with her. "No! Please."

She couldn't let him get her. That thought filled every corner of her mind as she came to a place where the corridor divided.

Which way? Oh God, which way? As he bore relentlessly down on her, she whimpered and chose the left-hand hallway. Only a few steps later, a bright light flashed in her eyes, almost blinding her, but she kept running because that was her only option.

Then out of the brightness, a black shape loomed in front of her.

It was him. Somehow he had circled around. He must have used a hidden passage, because now he was blocking her path. In his hand, she saw the glint of metal—the blade of a long, cruel knife.

She screamed and raised her arm, trying to defend herself. But the knife slashed into her flesh. As he pulled back and swung down for another blow, pain jolted through her.

Then mercifully, everything went black. On a sob, Jamie woke, her fingers clawing at the sheet as she tried to drag herself out of the nightmare house and back to her own reality. To her own bed.

It had been a dream. Only a dream. But not about her. It was another woman desperately trying to escape from a madman and just as desperately reaching out to Jamie.

Now the contact had snapped off, vanished as if it had never existed. She wanted to deny that it had been real. Yet in the secret part of her mind, she couldn't convince herself that it was only a nightmare.

"No," she whispered, wrapping her arms around her shoulders and rocking back and forth as she willed it not to be true, but denial was not an option. She had been in that other woman's mind. Felt the terror coming off of her in waves. And Jamie was pretty sure that the scene of horror had taken place in Gaptown, Maryland, the small city in the state's western mountains where she had grown up.

She'd made what she considered her escape, and she'd vowed never to return to a place where she'd hated her life. Yet a woman from home had reached out to her and pulled her back.

That the contact was in her mind didn't make it any less real or any less terrifying, and it didn't absolve her of responsibility to do something.

She lay in bed shivering, her heart pounding like a drum inside her chest as she watched the headlights of cars travel across the ceiling and wondered whether one of the vehicles was coming for her.

"Stop it," she muttered. "You're safe in your own bed. That man isn't in Baltimore. He can't get you."

Yes. She was safe. But the other woman…

She pushed herself up and turned on the bedside lamp, looking around the familiar bedroom. The lamp's glow was enough for her to see the outlines of the sleek modern chest of drawers and the lower dresser that she'd selected because they were so different from the ugly orange maple pieces back home.

After slipping out of bed, she pressed her feet against the oak floorboards, shivering a little in the early-morning cold, then stood up, stiffening her knees to steady herself. Hugging her arms around her shoulders, she crossed to the bathroom, where she filled a glass and gulped down several swallows of water.

She set down the glass with a thunk, then leaned forward and peered at herself in the mirror, seeing her straight blond hair, her troubled blue eyes, the slight tilt of her nose, and lips that were chapped because of her bad habit of taking them between her teeth.

It was her face. Totally familiar. Yet in the dream she'd been someone else.

Someone she knew? Maybe. But she didn't want to deal with that now, because it made the nightmare all the more terrible.

She'd felt the woman's panic. Her terrible need to escape. And then the blackness at the end.

"Oh Lord," she murmured, her hands gripping the cold porcelain of the sink as she struggled with her confused thoughts. One thing she knew for sure. She didn't want to be alone.

She had to call someone.

She knew that her friend Jo O'Malley would listen to her and tell her what to do, even at two in the morning.

Back in the bedroom, she sat down and picked up the phone, calling the familiar number.

After two rings, a man's deep voice said, "Light Street Detective Agency."

When she didn't say anything, he asked, "Is anybody there?"

"I…I'm sorry," Jamie stammered. It wasn't Jo. Lord, why had she even thought that Jo would be in the office to answer the phone? She was home with her husband, Cam Randolph, and her children, Leo and Anna.

"Jamie?" the man on the other end of the line asked, and she was afraid she knew who he was.

"Mack?"

"Yes."

Her fingers gripped the receiver more tightly. Mack Steele was the last person she'd wanted to talk to, yet it turned out he was the one on duty.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I…nothing," she answered, feeling her heart start to pound all over again. There was plenty wrong, but she didn't want to talk about it with him. Not when she was in such a vulnerable state.

"It's something or you wouldn't have called. Is someone outside the house? Did they try to break in?"

She swallowed hard. "No. Nothing like that. I made a mistake," she said.

"Talk to me."

"I've got to go."

Before she could dig herself in any deeper, she replaced the receiver, then sat, shivering, on the side of the bed.

Jo would be in tomorrow. She'd go to her office before she reported to work at the 43 Light Street Lobby Shop, where she'd been a part-time clerk since she moved to Baltimore. They'd talk tomorrow.

She longed to crawl back into the warmth of the covers and lose herself in sleep again, but lying there would be a waste of time. She'd only end up staring at more car lights traveling across the ceiling and thinking about the woman. Or thinking about herself.

And the one rule she'd made after her husband, Craig, had been killed was that she wasn't going to lie in bed if there was no hope of going back to sleep. Better to get up and do something constructive.

Which was what?

She'd been working on some "baking in a jar" projects for the Lobby Shop. Each clear glass container had layers of dry ingredients like flour, spices and dried fruit that made a pretty pattern. But they were also practical—add some liquids and the ingredients made delicious baked goods. And she'd printed up easy directions for each one.

The jars had sold well during the holidays, and the shop owner, Sabrina Cassidy, had asked for more.

Jamie could put a few together tonight and take them to work with her in the morning.

Glad to have a sense of purpose, she padded to the closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and one of Craig's old plaid shirts that she liked to wear around the house. In the bathroom, she turned on the shower, hoping that hot water might wash away the chill from her skin.

In the office of the Light Street Detective Agency, Mack Steele turned toward the window, looking out over the sleeping city.

Jamie Shepherd had called a while ago, and he'd known from her voice that something was wrong. Then she'd hung up.

Probably because she didn't want to talk to him. Well, too bad. Something had spooked her, and he wasn't going to leave her alone and in trouble.

Trouble?

He clenched and unclenched his fists. Yeah, it had sounded like trouble. She was obviously worried about something. And she was all alone. Had been since Craig Shepherd had gotten killed in a hit and run accident ...ABOUT HARLEQUIN INTRIGUE AUTHOR
REBECCA YORK

New York Times, USA Today best-selling novelist, Rebecca York (aka Ruth Glick) is the author of over 130 books. She writes paranormal romantic thrillers for Berkley and romantic thrillers for Harlequin Intrigue. Her many awards include a PRISM Award for “Second Chance” in MIDNIGHT MAGIC (Tor, May 06). She has received two Career Achievement Awards from RT BOOK REVIEW magazine. Her KILLING MOON was a launch book for Berkley’s Sensation Imprint. Her latest Berkley book is DAY OF THE DRAGON (December 2010). Her January Harlequin Intrigue, SOLID AS STEELE, hits the shelves this week. Also the author of 15 cookbooks, Ruth loves cooking, craft projects and watching defunct TV series on DVD. Her garden contains rocks she’s collected from around the world.

~ GETTING TO KNOW REBECCA ~ANGI: What's your favorite cover for one of your books?
REBECCA: My favorite Harlequin Intrigue cover is MORE THAN A MAN. When I saw the cover, my jaw dropped because it looks so much like my son. Yes, he's a hunk--real hero material, I think. When the book came out, he was doing his second tour in Afghanistan as a Foreign Service Officer on a Provincial Reconstruction Team.

Of my Berkley books, I love the DAY OF THE DRAGON cover.


ANGI: What's your favorite title you've been given?
REBECCA: Well, my favorite title is one I picked...NOWHERE MAN.




ANGI: I read the excerpt from SOLID AS STEELE. MAN, I WAS HOOKED FAST. Where did the idea come from?
REBECCA: When my editor at Harlequin Intrigue told me they were looking for scary stories, I started thinking about a book that would fit the definition. I came up with the idea of a villain out for revenge who builds a "funhouse" he's designed to punish the people who "ruined his life." He tells them that he'll let them go if they can figure out how to escape, but really he's planning to terrify them in his house of horrors before he kills them. And, of course, he's watching their every move and adding to their panic as they run through the maze he's constructed in an old mansion. By the way, my original title for the book was FUNHOUSE.

ANGI: Did you write MACK STEELE as a secondary character knowing he would be a hero one day?
REBECCA: No. I came up with Mack when I was thinking of this story. Mack and Jamie have been attracted to each other since she came to Baltimore. But both of them denied the attraction because she was married to Mack's best friend. After her husband was killed, they still felt like they couldn't reach out to each other. But circumstances forced them to solve this murder mystery together. And as they do, they admit that they are in love with each other.


ANGI'S GOTTA ASK REBECCA'S GOTTA ANSWERWhat's the worst title you've ever been given?
REBECCA: My last Intrigue was GUARDING GRACE. My editor wanted to call it BUILT. I hated it. But somehow she forgot about that title and asked ME what I wanted to call it. Big sigh of relief. My original title was EXTREME DNA.

Titles aren't the only problem. Long ago I had a book for Dell called SUMMER STARS. I always call it SEEING STARS. The hero has an agonized expression on his face. Maybe he=s supposed to be hot and bothered, but he looks to me like he's dying of food poisoning. That book was written under the name Alexis Hill Jordan. I just looked it up on Amazon. There's no cover picture.

Got a question you'd like to ask your fans?How important is the book cover to you? Does it influence your book selections? And what about the title? Is that a big selling point for you?

REBECCA'S GOT A FREE BOOK TO GIVE AWAY.I'll do a drawing for a copy of my Intrigue: GUARDING GRACE. But you have to leave a comment. Our winner will be posted in our Winner's Circle and on our FaceBook Page. (Mailed to North America readers ... International readers, we'll try to find an electronic copy of a book for you.)
CONGRATULATIONS, ELLEN TOO. You've won GUARDING GRACE and should contact us at GetLostInAStory@gmail.com for Rebecca's contact information.

THANKS AGAIN FOR JOINING US TODAY, REBECCA. Readers, don’t forget to leave a comment today to be eligible for Rebecca’s book, GUADING GRACE. You can find Rebecca (& Ruth) at her website: www.rebeccayork.com On Twitter: Rebeccayork43 On Facebook: Ruth Glick and see her new Book Trailer for DAY OF THE DRAGON: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wnMUBQQtlQ

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Til Next Time,
~~Angi

Rebecca York / Ruth Glick

GET LOST WITH THEM "BOTH"

Meet New York Times, USA Today best-selling novelist, Ruth Glick (aka Rebecca York). She is the author of over 130 books, writing paranormal romantic thrillers for Berkley and romantic thrillers for Harlequin Intrigue. Her many awards include a PRISM Award for “Second Chance” in MIDNIGHT MAGIC (Tor, May 06), receiving two Career Achievement Awards from RT BOOK REVIEW magazine. Her KILLING MOON was a launch book for Berkley’s Sensation Imprint. Her latest Berkley book is DAY OF THE DRAGON, released this month. We'll get lost in her January Harlequin Intrigue, SOLID AS STEELE on January. Also the author of 15 cookbooks, Ruth loves cooking, craft projects and watching defunct TV series on DVD. Her garden contains rocks she’s collected from around the world. 

  Let's Get Lost in a DAY OF THE DRAGONBerkley Sensation, December 2010

ISBN: 978-0425238189

I first wrote about Ramsey Gallagher in Dragon Moon. I was so fascinated with him, that I wanted to give him his own story. He's the hero of Day of the Dragon, which I hope is the start of a new series.

The search for clues to an ancient civilization sends Ramsey to an archaeology conference in Las Vegas where he meets Dr. Madison Dartmoor. Her current dig in Italy has put her in mortal danger, and when Ramsey saves her from thugs bent on stealing a copy of a startling artifact, the two of them team up to unearth the secrets of an ancient civilization. As their relationship heats up, Ramsey guards his own secrets that may tear him and Madison apart or save their lives.

Read an excerpt of Day of the Dragon: http://www.rebeccayork.com/index.php?p=1_81

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ANGI: How often do you get lost in a story? REBECCA: It’s hard to get lost in a story when you’re a writer because you’re always analyzing the writing, the plot, the characters. But dh and I were listening to THE KILLING FLOOR by Lee Child last week. It was due back at the library, and I chained him to the recorder so we could finish it. When we pull up to the curb in front of the house, he always reaches to flick off the ignition—even in the middle of an exciting scene. I often stop him so we can find out what happened.

ANGI: What’s the first book you remember reading? RUTH: I’m dyslexic which made reading difficult for me when I was young. My mom saved me by reading books to me that were way above my reading level. I particularly remember the FREDDY THE PIG books.

ANGI: What’s your favorite fairy tale? REBECCA: It must be BEAUTY AND THE BEAST since I love writing about women falling in love with werewolves and dragon-shifters.

ANGI: What’s your favorite cartoon character? RUTH: I always did like The Phantom. He’s long gone from the comic pages, but when I was in Orlando for RWA, I went to Universal Studio’s Islands of Adventure—to visit Hogwarts. On the way back to the entrance, they had a comic character section, and it was like a walk down memory lane. The Phantom was definitely featured.

ANGI: Where do you read and how often? REBECCA: I read thrillers (the new sexy word for suspense) more than anything else. I listen to more books than I read because I’m busy writing. But I always have a book going in the car.

ANGI: What was the first story you remember writing? RUTH: I remember writing a “myth” for an assignment in eighth grade. And I remember the first sentence. “Many myths of the Greek gods and the wonders of Mt. Olympus have been lost since the countless ages when they were first told.” I loved that sentence. After I wrote it, I had to figure out how I could be telling about a myth that had been lost.

ANGI: What’s your favorite movie of all time? REBECCA: I guess it’s a tie between STARMAN and CHARIOTS OF FIRE.

ANGI: Be honest, when reading 1st person...do you miss the hero’s POV? RUTH: I’m reading a book now that my niece recommended. It’s HALTING STATE, by Charles Stross. It’s written in—wait for it— 2nd person. But it has multiple points of view. At the beginning of each chapter it gives you which character is telling his or her part of the story. So it would be possible to write in first person the same way—with the writer telling the reader who’s speaking.

ANGI: What’s something you’d like to tell your fans? REBECCA: I loved getting to know Ramsey Gallagher, and I hope you’ll be as in love with him as I am. The book trailer for DAY OF THE DRAGON is on my Web site. In it are two pictures that my husband took. One is the thumbnail, showing people and snake-like monsters. It’s from a crumbling fort in India. The other is the cliff cave. He took that picture in Sedona, Arizona, when we were researching my next Berkley book, DARK WARRIOR.

ANGI’S GOTTA ASK -- REBECCA’S GOTTA ANSWER QUESTION: So, Rebecca. You write for Harlequin Intrigue and for Berkley Sensation and I gotta ask (big grin) How many times is your husband asked if he’s your inspiration for your love scenes? And, okay, I’ll ask... IS HE?

ANSWER: Of course he is! And if I describe a hero who doesn’t LOOK like him, I’m lying. All my sexy guys are a slightly slimmer, younger, and taller version of him. Also, you’re giving me an opportunity to deliver one of my favorite lines. As a romance writer, I’m often asked if I practice my love scenes. Nobody asks suspense writer Rebecca York if she practices murder. GOT A QUESTION YOU’D LIKE TO ASK YOUR FANS? I love writing novellas. How do you feel about novellas vs. full-length books? WILL YOU HAVE A DRAWING FROM THOSE LEAVING COMMENTS? Yes, I’ll be giving away a copy of DRAGON MOON, where readers meet Ramsey Gallagher. THANKS AGAIN FOR JOINING US TODAY, RUTH. Readers, don’t forget to leave a comment today to be eligible for Rebecca’s book, DRAGON MOON. You can find Rebecca (& Ruth) at her website: http://www.rebeccayork.com/ On Twitter: Rebeccayork43 On Facebook: Ruth Glick and see her new Book Trailer for DAY OF THE DRAGON: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wnMUBQQtlQ AND BE CERTAIN to return this week when we Get Lost in the stories of Elizabeth Essex, Kathleen Eagle & Angel Smits. Til Next Time, ~~Angi