Give us the one to two sentence tagline for your book.
I had no idea he had a twin. And no idea I hooked up with the wrong brother… until it was too late.
What surprised you the most while writing this book?
That I managed to finish this book at all 😀 Handle Me is Book 4 of a 5-book novella series, and I only had a rough idea of the 5 stories. The closer I came to writing this book, the more anxious I became, because it felt as if I’d been digging my own grave with the “twin brothers” trope. I was extremely surprised when I found that I finished this book faster than all the others!
Why did you pick the setting you used for your book?
The story starts in Veracruz (Mexico) because this is where the previous book ended. There’s a lot of traveling around the world in this story, so I have a great variety of settings in there 🙂
What is the sexiest trait of your hero(s)?
I think it’s his ability to live in the moment. To be adventurous and spontaneous and not worry about the future. I wish I could be a little more like him.
What is your favorite scene/moment in your book?
My most favorite scene is when Ruby (female lead) stumbles into him by accident – but I can’t give away more than that, you have to read the book if you want to know what happens exactly 😀
Tropes get a bad name, but they’re often the biggest draw for readers. What tropes do you love to write and read?
Enemies-to-Lovers is my favorite to write AND to read, but I don’t stick to that trope when I write. I don’t pick a trope and write the story based on that – I get an idea about the story and try to figure out the trope later 😀 Especially for Enemies-to-Lovers you have badass alphas most of the time and it’s hard to come up with a unique story every time here.
What scene did you have to cut but wish could have been included?
I’m always trying to make sex scenes interesting – to include things that readers have never read before to make my stories more unique. I had this AMAZING idea for a sex scene, but it would have taken me on a different path entirely, so I cut it (no worries, I’m sure I can include it in my next book).
What are your favorite genres/sub-genres to write in? Are there any you love to read but cannot write in?
I write PNR and Contemporary Romance. I love to read YA Urban Fantasy, but I can’t write that because I’m a steamy Romance author, and you can’t write descriptive sex scenes for the younger audience.
Which do you love to write best: dialogue, setting, action, love scenes, or other?
Setting and action, I think. With dialogue, it depends. Sometimes, the words just flow out, and sometimes it’s super hard not to sound too generic. One of my talents is creating new things/worlds/plots that have a whiff of fantasy but are so realistic (and well researched!) that the reader doesn’t know the difference 🙂
Which do you hate to write: dialogue, setting, action, love scenes, or other?
Don’t laugh, but love scenes are not my favorites for 2 reasons: 1) I write slow-burn, no insta love, so the “foreplay” is always more important and increases the tension. THIS is real fun to write. 2) everyone can write sex scenes. This is why I don’t like erotica books – they focus on the sex, not on the story. You can always write the same stuff, but I don’t want to do that, so I always try to think of ways to make a love scene really unique.
I had no idea he had a twin. And no idea I hooked up with the wrong brother… until it was too late. I’m Ruby Kingston. Conventional, modest, and hard-core ambitious. My career path is paved. My love life is stable. Well, my friends like to say it ‘lags’ but let them talk… Jesse understands me. We’re the same in many ways. Duty comes first, college has priority. It’s always been this way, and he’s never let me down before. Until he abandons me the day I need him most. Imagine my surprise when he returns earlier than expected, putting his career on the line for my sake. Our relationship’s better than ever. Perfect. So perfect even, that I’m starting to wonder… Is this really the same man I fell in love with?
An Excerpt from Handle Me
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” someone shrieks from behind me in a clear, American accent, and I nearly spill my margarita when a slap on the shoulder hustles me forward. Whirling around, I meet wide, blue eyes on a tan face. “How the hell did you know we were here?” Before I can utter a word, the blonde answers her question with a smirk. “Ah, you texted Matthew, didn’t you?”
Uh… what now? Who the fuck is Matthew? And who the fuck is this girl?
I give her a quick once-over, wondering if we’ve ever met. She doesn’t seem familiar. Maybe a quickie from a few years ago? Unlikely. I’m quite picky when it comes to my hook-ups, and blondes are not my first choice. I prefer brunettes. The darker, the better.
But I have to admit, the girl is nice eye-candy. One of those beach bunnies with long, white-blonde hair curling over her shoulders in messy waves, sun-kissed skin, and a splatter of freckles on her nose. Her dress is more like a gown with nothing to show off except for her bare arms and ankles. Too elegant for a night club. Too innocent for a quick fuck.
“Hello?” She clicks a finger in front of my face when I take too long to answer.
Hooking one finger into my belt loop, I send her a lopsided grin. “Sure, I texted Matthew,” I say at last, taking the bait. No idea if she’s mistaking me for someone else, or if this is one these I-just-pretend-to-know-you numbers to initiate an easy conversation, but I’m game. Everything for a little distraction.
“You wanted to surprise Ruby!” she squeals, clapping her hands in excitement. I send her a wink and take a long sip from my margarita. Who is Ruby now? “Oh my God, this will knock her off her feet! Okay, listen…” She motions for me to come closer, and I tilt my head to hear her better. “You stay here, and I’ll get Ruby, all right?”
“O-kay…” I mutter in confusion, not sure what else to say, but the surfer chick is already bouncing off and elbowing her way through the crowd. Huh. If this was one of her pick-up lines, she missed the point, I dare say.
With a shrug, I turn to face the bar again, gesturing for the bartender to hand over another margarita. Whoever this girl was, she was either crazy or high on some serious shit. Whatever. Chances are I’ll never see her again.
First things first—I’m not an English native speaker. I live in a boring little town on the outskirts of Vienna, Austria, so probably very far away from you! I’m an avid reader and have been reading English books my entire life. When I write, I can’t think in my mother tongue anymore. For a long time, this was the reason I refused to take that leap of faith into publishing, because I feared I could never compete with the others. A year later, I decided it was worth the risk, and now here I am… Crazy!
I’m a hybrid steamy/erotic romance author. Doesn’t matter if contemporary, paranormal, dystopian, or urban fantasy—I write & read them all!
Relationship status—living happily with my boyfriend, not married and no kids, yet. I have a fulltime job in marketing and wish to make a living as an author. Let’s see how this will turn out in the future…
I’m too organized. Everything has its place, everything is planned. Also, I’m always busy and looking for work, which is pretty exhausting sometimes.
I’m a music hoarder. My playlist spreads over every genre and is organized very neatly. I play piano and guitar pretty well, but I’m just playing at home for fun. I love to sing in my car. Dancing is my secret hobby. If I could turn back time, I’d build a street dance crew, but this ship has sailed, lol.
I have an uncanny talent for remembering faces and names, but I’m shitty when it comes to directions. I’m not kidding you, I can get lost everywhere, especially on ski slopes!
I don’t function without my morning cup of coffee—Café Latte to be precise. I love movies, my Kindle Reader, snowboarding, wakeboarding and sunbathing. I hate The Simpsons (I know, I’m probably the only person in the world, but I just can’t warm up to them), zombie movies, and fish (as in the food—got sick once and can’t touch that stuff ever since).
My biggest idol is Stephanie Hudson, author of the Afterlife Saga. I’ve never read such mind-blowing books in my entire life. I dream of visiting her someday and just talk with her about how she invented such an epic story. So, Stephanie, if you read this, please let me know, and I’m on the next flight to the UK!
That’s pretty much the short version of it. If you want to know more or have the feeling you need to stalk me, find me on the usual platforms.