In the Spotlight: Berengaria Brown
In the Spotlight: Berengaria Brown
JUST Released August 5th!
Melusine Carmichael mistakes the plunge pool at the Aquatic Center for a regular pool and almost drowns with the sudden shock of the icy-cold water. While underwater she hears a voice calling her “Melly,” a name she never uses. Yehudi and Arlington are nearby in the sauna and rescue her, using their personal body heat and the sauna to warm her up. They keep in contact with her via Facebook, and finally convince her to let them teach her to swim.
But Mel hears the voice again and worries that they’re stalking her, so she cuts contact with them. Yehudi and Arlington try everything to see her and she prevents them, so they meet her parents after their swimming class. They learn about the voice saying “Melly” and that someone is stalking her.
But who is it? And how can they get Mel to spend time with them again so they can convince her of their innocence?
How many books do you currently have published? Counting digital, print and audio books, I have 86 books out now.
Do you have anything in progress right now? I’m not writing anything at the moment, but I’m waiting to hear back if two books have been accepted.
What is your favorite type of Hero/Heroine to write about? My heroines are ordinary people. Each one has a flaw, or a personality that some people might count as a flaw. But everyone deserves their happy ever after.
What genre do you prefer to write? I like to read all different kinds of stories so that’s what I write: ménage, MM, FF, MF, paranormal, historical, futuristic, and contemporary.
What is the hardest part of writing for you? Knowing when it’s time to sit down and transfer it from my head to the screen; knowing if the characters are ready to start talking yet.
Advice for aspiring and new writers? Never give up. Keep reading, keep writing, keep polishing your craft, keep submitting.
Do you use photo’s for visual inspiration when creating your characters, or just your imagination? No. They tell me what they look like.
Who did you dedicate your first book to? My first book, “Intensity” is dedicated to erotic romance author, Amarinda Jones, without whose advice and encouragement the book wouldn’t have been written.
How do you come up with inspiration for your books? Characters just appear in my head and start talking to me.
Random Things We Want to Know
Are you Male, or Female? Female
What would we find in your fridge if you were to do an episode of MTV Cribs? A lot of fruit. I like fresh fruit, whatever’s in season. Fruit juice, diet coke, possibly some chocolate.
What’s your favorite color? Green
Elevator, Escalator, Stairs? Elevator
Coffee, Tea, Soda? Soda
Favorite Movie? Anything James Bond
Favorite Rainy Day activity? Reading
The Good Stuff
If you had to pick one item to bring to the bedroom with you what would it be? A tall, dark, and devastating hero.
What is your guiltiest pleasure? Chocolate
Thong, Bikini, Full Coverage, Commando? Commando in summer
Lovemaking, Wham Bam, Kinky Fuckery? Romance all the way
Single and Loving it, Happily Taken? In a relationship
Favorite Book? Anything by Georgette Heyer
Now that you’ve gotten to know Berengaria, check out the excerpt for her new book:
Yehudi was leaning back against the wall of the sauna, his eyes half closed, his brain counting the minutes until he could get Arlington out of his teeny tiny swimwear and his own cock buried in Arlington’s tautly delicious ass. If he’d thought to bring lube in his gym bag, he may have been able to convince Arlington to fuck in the shower, right here in the change rooms at the Aquatic Center. But with kids around, it was likely just as well to wait until they were back home. But that meant adding another twenty minutes onto a wait that was already stretching out to be way too long for the ongoing happiness of his cock.
Arlington was looking though the glass panel in the door, snorting and shaking his head.
“What’s so amusing,” Yehudi asked.
“There’s a woman staring at the plunge pool, like she’s never seen one before. She’s taking her towel off, so maybe she’s going to come in here. Oooh, nice body. I like those long legs. Nice tits, too.”
“That’s it? You’re not going to tell me her hair color and eye color, and her height to the nearest inch?”
Arlington turned to grin at him. “Five six, blonde and blue.”
Yehudi heard a lot of splashing. “What on earth is she doing?” he asked.
“Drowning!” Arlington opened the door so roughly it crashed into the wall as he raced out. Yehudi jumped up and followed him out to the plunge pool.
The woman—well, he supposed it was the woman—was definitely underwater, and this was not the kind of place to practice underwater swimming. The whole point of the plunge pool was that users of the sauna jumped into the icy cold pool, and climbed straight out again to cool off after the heat of the sauna.
Arlington had jumped in and dived under the woman’s body, using his broad shoulders and strong back to push her up to the surface and nudge her to the side of the pool. Yehudi kneeled down and leaned over, grabbing hold of the woman’s arm, which was very cold indeed, and pulling her higher out of the water. Arlington pushed her some more, and Yehudi got a good grip on her waist and lifted her up onto the edge of the pool. He turned her onto her side and banged on her back. She coughed then dragged a rasping breath into her body.
Meanwhile Arlington had climbed out of the pool. “She’s breathing. Good.”
“Let’s get her—and you—back into the sauna to warm up.
“I like that plan.”
Yehudi picked her up and carried her the short distance into the sauna, laying her on his own towel, which was on the bench where he’d left it. Arlington followed him in the door then threw more water on the hot stones of the fire to make steam.
“Her skin is still icy,” said Yehudi. He was worried about her. Was this a suicide attempt? Why would she have deliberately jumped into the water if she couldn’t swim? “I’ll get her towel,” he said, wanting Arlington to stay in the sauna and warm himself up again after the cold water.
The woman was coughing again when he returned, and he gently wrapped her towel over her shoulders. “Thanks,” she said then coughed again.
After a few minutes she sat up, hugging the towel around her body.
“What happened?” Yehudi asked, at exactly the same time as Arlington said, “Why did you get in the pool if you can’t swim?”
Remember to Always Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance! Lori