Sometimes being an angel can be devilish… Cal has problems…man problems. A torrid affair with Travis, a six-foot sex demon, has the celestial beings in a tizzy and she has been forced to make amends. That’s the issue with having an angel for a dad. There are certain expectations—not to mention the fact that she’s also sharing her bed with a rather delicious warlock, Max. All she has to do is round up a few troublesome vampires and a rotten demon here or there and her work is done. Or so she thinks…
Give us the one to two sentence tagline for your book.
Sometimes being an angel can be devilish…
What is your favorite scene/moment in your book?
There’s a scene where the three love interests wake up in the morning (they share a bed) and it’s very sweet and romantic. I like the idea that reverse harem can also show the softer side of polyamory. The two heroes are very much the best of friends and I love that.
How do you use magic in your book?
Our resident warlock, Max, is teaching Cal, the heroine, how to do magic (she’s half-witch) and she’s having a lot of fun learning to do all kinds of things with her hands! At one moment she’s turning fireballs into butterflies in the car and he reminds her to be a little more discrete.
Would your hero enjoy pumpkin spice lattes, candy corn, or apple bobbing?
Travis would totally be into pumpkins spice lattes with everything on top, while Max would not entertain the idea of sugar, he’s more your pumpkin, apple and protein smoothie kind of guy!
What costume would your heroine (or hero if MM) wear to a halloween party?
In book three Cal dresses up for a aranormal convention (paranormals cosplay as humans) and she chooses to be a girl scout. Everybody wants her cookies!
What scene did you adore writing in this book?
The opening scene is very hot and yet there’s a touch of suspense. I loved the idea of Cal getting a little too distracted by seducing the bad guy, and her heroes coming in just at the right moment. In book one she’s a little more carefree and ready to go the extra mile to capture her prey.
Is this book a spooky/scary PNR, or a cozy/snuggling with a monster PNR?
It’s a love story, but with a touch of suspense and the obligatory evil nemesis that every good half-angel/half-witch should have. It’s not cozy, but it isn’t scary either.
What is your favorite monster to write?
Well, I’ve really enjoyed creating the demons in this world. In book three we see what hell is like and even get to meet the guy in charge. I had a lot of fun working out how to keep the humor while still giving us an idea of what’s going on down there.
If you had to pick, would you rather have fangs, claws, or wings?
Wings for me. Who wouldn’t want to be able to fly? Also, you could decorate them and they’d be as individual as hairstyles. So much opportunity to look amazing!
Halloween’s coming. Do you do anything special to celebrate?
Halloween is our anniversary (of the day we met) and so my husband and I always celebrate it with a fun meal and lots of spooky decorations and music. My kids have always had friends over for traditional British games. I love that France has now adopted trick or treating. They’re still getting the hang of it though. Last year we put out a cauldron of sweets for the neighboring kids and instead of taking sweets they put sweets in it!
Excerpt from Basic Witch
He slammed my slender wrists against the cold, hard wall, closely followed by my back. “You like it rough, huh?” I growled. “Me too.”
Lifting my legs into the air, I wrapped them around his impressive waist, gripping on as tight as I could and thrusting his crotch into mine. The guy was already hard? This was going to be easier than I thought.
“I like it quiet.” It was the first time his voice had even given a hint of who—or rather what—I was dealing with. It offered a tinge of menace, a heavy serving of control.
We were definitely in demon territory.
He slammed his lips onto mine, the familiar feeling of a forked tongue snaking its way into my mouth. He raised my wrists above my head, so he could hold them with one hand, and he started to undo his belt with the other. I relaxed my grip around his waist and pulled my mouth away from his.
This was going way faster than I’d thought. I wasn’t averse to a little demon dick, but my own personal demon was quite against me sleeping with his brothers.
“Not yet.” What would work? He could take me right here, right now, but I needed just a couple of more minutes. “Uh, I want to be punished. Punish me first.”
His fiery red eyes lit up and I swear the cock that was pushing into my pelvis grew another five inches. “Have you been very, very bad?”
“So bad.” Like you wouldn’t believe.
Katy Hunter lives on a mountain in France with her husband, kids and two dogs.
When she’s not writing you can find her curled up in front of the fire, book in one hand and a glass of chardonnay in the other.