Tell us a little about yourself and what inspired you to become a writer.
I have always been a writer. I just haven't always written for myself or written what I wanted to write. I started that in 2011 when I put up the first two books in the Never Too Late Series and this began my romance writing career. I surprised myself last year when I finished my first Scifi/Fantasy romance in the Forced to Serve series. Initially I was inspired by the need to tell stories. Now I'm inspired by the readers who write to me after they read one of my books. I love hearing that I made readers laugh or cry or get excited over a plot. This is the best job I have ever had.
What type of romance do you write and why?
I write contemporary romances or what I usually describe as "romantic comedies". They are humorous and not exactly mainstream with their older characters. Those meet one need. But I also write SciFi, Fantasy, and Paranormal romance. I get to experiment, write fight scenes, and generally play with the fantastic versus the realistic. I find I need both to be a happy author.
What are you working on right now?
I am working on a Contemporary called "Covered in Paint" which is Book 5 of the Art Of Love series I'm also working on "The Demon's Change" which is Book 5 of the Forced to Serve series. Writing is going more slowly for me this year, but I hope to finish both these by the beginning of summer.
Who would you pick if you could have "Breakfast With the Author"?
Wow. Tough question. At this time, I would pick Eve Langlais or Evangeline Anderson probably. They both write their SciFi/Fantasy romances a bit more erotically than I do and I love their aliens. I'd love to hear how they came up with their alien story lines. Creating a entire make-believe world is not easy. Incredibly fun maybe, but not easy. I have great admiration for those who do it.
Cats or dogs?
I am a dog person and prefer big breeds.
Wake up early or stay up late?
I am a night person, but often wish I was a morning person.
Blonds or brunettes?
For what? Hmmm...can I say both?
Hot weather or cold?
Hot weather, I hate the cold
Donna's book, The Demon of Synar is currently free at ebook retailers.
Blurb for The Demon of Synar: Forced to Serve Book One
Being captain of his own rescue ship is the kind of life Captain Liam Synar always dreamed of living. Being a master of his family's hereditary demon was never in his plans because his brother had been trained for the purpose. Yet what choice did his father have when Conor's evil came to light? Reluctant or not, Liam is the only Synar left to rule Malachi. Now his exiled brother hunts him to capture the demon while Liam stays on the run and saves Peace Alliance ambassadors in his spare time. As if that isn't enough trouble to handle, his mate, Ambassador Ania Looren, now unknowingly hosts his family's demon inside her body. Liam sent Malachi there to save her life after Conor's men almost killed her. And though Liam hadn't wanted to, there had been no choice but to abandon her two years ago. His plan of keeping both her and the demon safe from Conor had worked, but his success at hiding what he'd done has finally reached an end. His next rescue has to be his estranged mate before Conor finally figures out the truth.
After accepting only one mate in her long life, Ambassador Ania Looren is now wishing the number had remained at zero forever. Mating Captain Liam Synar is turning out to be the worst mistake she ever made. Something happened after Liam abandoned her, something more than just the pain of losing her chosen male from her life. Something about his absence has stripped away the peaceful enlightenment she struggled years to achieve. Now she can't meditate, can't pray, and her compassion of other creatures seems to be dying. She is becoming again the kind of person she's spent her existence trying not to be. On top of that, she's been accused of murdering three males who attacked her and her family She doesn't even remember what happened that day. Now Liam is back and demanding she go with him to his ship. What choice does she have? Ania reluctantly agrees because it's a better fate than being arrested and put through social reconditioning on her planet. The half life she's been living for two years is no more worth keeping that her mating commitment to a male who obviously hadn't wanted her after all.
“Did my brother Conor send you to kill me?” Synar demanded. “I warn you, your death means nothing to me now, so you might as well try to redeem yourself before the Creators receive you.”
“Yes. Conor sent us. He wants you and the demon. He said to take you alive, but kill everyone else that got in our way. The stun was meant only to wound, not to kill you. I swear it.”
“If my mate dies, you will die. If she lives, you will take a message back to my brother and tell him that killing Malachi’s host bodies won’t gain him anything. Your inept group left plenty more bodies for the demon to inhabit.”
Synar turned from the nodding male to look at Dorian. “Take this coward out of my sight and send medical help to look after Ania.”
“Indeed,” Dorian said, grabbing the male by his arm and dragging him out of the room.
Synar went back to his mate, kneeling down to cradle her again. “Ania? Can you hear me?”
“I don’t know why I did not see this coming, Liam. I’m sorry. I guess all I could think about today was you.” Ania tried to reassure her worried mate with a smile, but her eyes closed and the blackness she drifted in claimed her once more.
“Malachi, come out now and do no harm,” Synar called, his voice heavy. In his concern for Ania’s impending death, he forgot not to speak. Despite his natural Norblade calm, the pressure inside him to scream was barely restrained. He couldn’t let Ania die when he had the power to stop it from happening. He just couldn’t.
“Damn me if you must—but I don’t care if this is right or wrong,” Synar said, sending the words to the Creators of All. He looked then at the demon mist floating in front of him. For a single moment he paused, but when he finally spoke, all hesitation was gone. “Malachi. Demon of Synar. Enter this female’s body and lend her your life. Ania Looren is your new host.”
But Liam—you can’t mean to put me in a female. Malachi’s vibrations wavered as he protested the gender with both disdain—and shock.
“You will go into the host body I have chosen and do all I ask. You will repair Ania’s physical form and take no more from her than what is necessary for your survival. She is never to know you inhabit her. She is to remain just as she was before you,” Synar ordered. “Enter the female and heal her. I am your master. As I command, you will obey.”
This is a mistake, Liam, Malachi chastised. I am to be put into warriors and used to fight evil armies. Why do you dishonor the sacred contract? There is no redemption for me in this enlightened female.
“It’s either go into Ania Looren, or into the amulet, demon. If Ania dies, I will lock you away and drop the amulet into the volcanoes on Terris One. Your spirit will not die, but you will never live in a host again either. You can truly spend eternity in a fiery pit like many beings fear doing.”
Malachi hovered, flexed, but finally acquiesced. His tie to the Synar family exceeded his power to deny his current master. Cursing the Creators of All once more, he resigned himself to a dreary existence in the female for a while. He pulled his mist form together more tightly. I hear and will do all that you command, he vowed, disappearing quickly into the body of the female while Liam turned his head away until it was done.
Moments later, Ania’s eyes fluttered open and Synar let out a ragged breath of relief that he hadn’t been too late. “Ania—are you still with me? Help is on the way.”
“What happened, Liam? Jonas. . .”
“Rest. . .don’t try to talk. We were attacked by an enemy, Ania. Fortunately, the weapon was not set to kill instantly. You are severely wounded, but I believe you will survive.”
“Good. Is everyone safe now?” Ania asked, moaning at the pain.
“Yes, but I fear this is not the end of it. I must leave you and go seek those that did this to make sure they will not do so again,” Synar said sadly. “You will be safe with your family. I will come back for you when I am done.”
“Take me with you. I’ll heal on the ship,” Ania demanded.
“No. I can’t put a high-level Peace Alliance ambassador at so much risk. Heal while I am gone. Let your family care for you. Serve your planet until I return from my task.”
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