Today, I’m pleased to be interviewing Calvin Rollin.
You can call me Cal, if it’s easier. Or if you’d prefer to. I don’t mind either name. Calvin works too. It’s all good.
There’s no need to be nervous. I don’t bite.
Well, I’ve been known to. Er, I mean, glad to hear that.
So, you’re a nontraditional student at the University.
Yeah, I guess that’s what they call us late twenty-somethings just trying to get a nursing degree.
You’re studying to become a nurse? How noble.
Is it? I suppose when I’ve been going for forty hours straight studying and working at Bellpeppers the idea of doing something noble might keep me going until hour forty-two. Otherwise, it’s a job that needs doing same as a garbage man or store clerk.
Why did you want to become a nurse?
Um, that’s kinda personal. I didn’t have the best start in life. My mother had to get me and my brothers out of a terrible situation. If it weren’t for a nurse that took us in and healed our br…uises, I doubt I’d be here today.
Wow, I’m sorry if I touched a nerve.
Nah, it’s, ya know, in the past. I had been being so in awe at how this kindly old lady could make life-long pains just vanish like a wave of a wand. It wasn’t magic, not the real kind, but it felt it to me and, when I finally set down to pick a career, I wanted to do the same. I needed to be able to help heal people who’d suffered as much as me or worse.
Do you mind if I tell you you have the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen?
Ha ha, you already interviewed the demon, didn’t you? Sorry, I…I’m mated, er, spoken for. She doesn’t care if Ink flirts with literally anything that moves but I don’t feel comfortable doing that.
Sounds and looks like she’s one lucky woman.
No, I’m the one waking up every day in shock that she wants me, she chose me even after all the…bad stuff in my past. Did, uh, did Ink mention anything about me?
You mean about your being a werewolf?
Demons cannot keep their mouth’s shut. So, yes, I can sprout fur and a tail. It’s not beholden on the moon, though it gets easier during a full one.
Do you mind if I ask what your wolf looks like?
Predominantly gray with, yes, the same bright blue eyes.
Are you a part of a pa—?
NO! I, uh, I mean, nope, not a traditional one. Just me and my…my mother and brothers. We’re enough and don’t need a damn pack to interfere in our lives ever again.
That sounds personal…
Any wolf who says the pack issue isn’t personal is either lying or an abusive alpha. Probably both.
Could we pivot back to this woman of yours…?
Layla? She’s amazing. I mean, I’m sure she’s caused men to walk into walls for how gorgeous she is. Maybe that’s why she decided to become a nurse too.
That’s how you know each other?
Yeah, we met in school. Been in the same study groups for a year and, we flirted…a lot. Enough for some of our other friends to dub us Ross and Rachel. I just didn’t think it’d go anywhere with my whole hairy past and she seemed to have her own thing going on. Didn’t expect that to be magical powers and a demon, but my baggage isn’t much better.
And you’re fine with her also having an incubus in her bed?
Um, would you mind telling the readers about your workout routine? I’m sorry you can’t see him readers, but in his cute and tight gray t-shirt, I see a serious Captain America physique.
Ha ha, uh… Well, I eat a lot of Whooseit candy bars.
You eat candy?
Yep. Pizza too, I’m more of a pepperoni and sausage type. Layla loves her pineapple and who am I to argue with her terrible taste? I don’t drink as much beer as I did five years ago, age creeping up, I guess.
You must spend every waking moment at the gym.
Ah, not quite. Just an hour or so every night. Turns out completely twisting your muscles and bones into the form of a wolf burns an epic level of calories. I struggle just to keep up.
On that jealous note, it’s time to end this interview. Do you have anything else to share with the readers?
Yes, you can learn more about me, Layla, and that damn demon in the first book of the Coven of Desire series, Claw.
Thank you for taking to speak to me today, Calvin.
Is there any chance we could get you to take your shirt off?
That demon must have eaten you alive.
He’s not your typical werewolf-next-door.
Layla didn’t count on a sex demon appearing in her living room. Nor did she expect to find she’s a witch, tasked with protecting the mortal realm. And now her friend, fellow nursing student and impossible crush could be a potential killer?
She’s silently lusted after Cal for a year, knowing a guy that hot, sweet, and kind wouldn’t look twice at her. All their flirting was innocent and went nowhere, until Ink—the incubus bound to her—ran into her life and bed. Next thing she knows, Cal’s growling at her while Ink flirts, and women are being ripped apart by wild animals. Couldn’t the murder monster mystery wait until after finals?
She wanted to be a nurse, not a paranormal investigator, but Layla has no choice. Apparently only witches can stop these creatures that she didn’t even know existed a month ago. But the deeper she digs, the more it looks like Cal’s deep in the middle of it all. How can she save her friend from the claws of a cult, keep her sex-craved demon happy and find a way to let both into her heart or bed?
Everyone who buys a copy of Claw will receive the short story Retail Hell free. Set between the events of Ink and Claw in the Coven of Desire series, Layla’s workday from hell is interrupted by her personal sex demon.