Synopsis
THE
PLAN:
* Smuggle diamonds from Liberia to Morocco
* Make the trip in three days
* Don't get caught
* Don't kill each other
* Don't have sex with each other
* Don't fall for each other
* Stick
to the plan
If this NOVEL were a MOVIE, it would have an R rating from the MPAA. Contains: Violence, Grisly Images, Strong Language, Nudity, and Graphic Sexual Content
Excerpt
“Hello?” she called into an entry way. It looked like someone's home. There
were a multitude of people lounging about the living room, all of them watching
an old black and white television. Without looking away from the screen, an old
woman got up and walked towards Lily.
“Room?” she asked, still watching
TV.
“No. I'm looking for my friend,
he -” Lily started.
“Third floor, third room on
right. You stay longer than two hours, I charge extra,” the woman warned her.
“Sounds fair to me.”
Lily slowly made her way up to
his room. She didn't want to come off as too eager. They'd been playing cat and
mouse for a month under the assumption neither would get caught. Now that it
was time to eat, she wasn't quite ready to be the mouse.
The door to the third room on the
right wasn't locked. She was cautious as she opened the door, but the first
thing she saw was the black duffle bag he'd taken off with, followed by the
clothing he'd been wearing. She moved into the room and shut the door behind
her.
She could hear water splashing
around in the bathroom, so she took her time, looking over the space he'd been
living in for the past month. It was simple. A room. A bed that was little more
than a cot. A small table. One small chair. There had been electricity
downstairs, but there didn't seem to be any in his room. Three mismatched,
stout candles were burning on the table, and those were the only light source.
The sound of water diminished to
just a gurgling drain, so she made her way back towards the bathroom. Just as
she grasped the knob, she felt it turn from the other side, and the door
started to pull away. She smiled.
Samesies.
She lost her smile the same
moment a hand wrapped around her neck. She let out a shriek as she was yanked
around and slammed against a wall. The hand was replaced by a forearm, a much
more effective body part for choking someone. She gritted her teeth, slapping
at the arm that was restraining her.
“It's me! It's me!”
Marc looked surprised. And
angry. He backed off a little and she sucked in gasps of air. His forearm moved
to her collar bone, still holding her in place against the wall. She glared
right back at him, resisting the urge to plant her knee in his testicles.
“What the fuck are you doing
here!? How did you find me!?” he demanded, then his eyes darted around the room
as if he thought she'd brought people with her.
“You weren't exactly hard to
follow, you idiot. You walked here,” she growled.
“I thought you were talking with
Ivanov.”
“I was. It wasn't a very long
conversation.”
“I told you, I don't let anyone
know where I sleep,” he reminded her, his voice low.
“Well, I didn't come here with
any intentions of sleeping, so we're still good.”
That got through to him and he
finally smiled at her. The pressure from his arm let up, but he leaned more of
his body against her, lining them up from the hips down.
“I told you to meet me at a bar,”
he pointed out, lowering his head to brush his cheek against the side of hers,
then dipping down to rub against her neck. She heard a sharp inhale, like he
was smelling her.
“Sometimes I'm not very good at
listening.”
“I have to be out of here in a
couple hours.”
“I only need a couple hours.”
“That's it? I had such high hopes
for you.”
She snorted and moved her hands
to his waist, yanking his towel away.
“And I had high hopes that your
mouth would be good for something other than talking. So far, it's a
disappointment.”
His lips met hers in a way that
made their first kiss seem like a church greeting. His tongue was present and
forceful in her mouth, his hands moving to press heavily against her breasts.
She moaned, reveling in the feeling of being touched. Of actually wanting
to be touched.
She scratched her nails along his
hips and went to dip down between them, but he was quicker, and he grabbed her
wrists, slamming her arms against the wall above her head. She gasped and
automatically tried to resist, but he just squeezed tighter, pushed harder. Cat
and mouse was over, the roles had been established. If he didn't want her to
move, then she wasn't going to be able to move.
Does that mean I'm in the mouse
trap?
Character
Inspirations
Marc is very heavily based on Tom Hardy
from "Mad Max: Fury Road" and Lily is Jessica Chastain.
Kingsley Law's look is entirely based on Jude Law.
Who do you picture the characters like?
Would love to see your dream cast!
1. This is very different from your previous work
– what was your inspiration behind BLP and what kind of research went into
writing this book?
I love love LOVE action movies. I wanted something kind of gritty and raw, but I didn't want it to be something that's been done, I didn't want drugs or hitmen. So I went with diamond heist and mercenaries. I wanted Marc to sort of have that John McClane "Die Hard" feel, very "IDGAF and I'll say whatever I want, no matter how un-PC", and I wanted Lily to be beyond badass, almost an anti-hero in her own right.
I love love LOVE action movies. I wanted something kind of gritty and raw, but I didn't want it to be something that's been done, I didn't want drugs or hitmen. So I went with diamond heist and mercenaries. I wanted Marc to sort of have that John McClane "Die Hard" feel, very "IDGAF and I'll say whatever I want, no matter how un-PC", and I wanted Lily to be beyond badass, almost an anti-hero in her own right.
SO MUCH research
went into the book, I had no idea what I was getting into - I just started
writing, and then I got to the scene where Marc was in the shower, towards the
beginning, and after I wrote it I sort of had a "wait a minute ..."
moment and realized there was a distinct possibility they wouldn't have running
water. So I started researching Liberia. My mind was blown. So many things in
the story changed after that point. I constantly had Google open in one window
and Google Maps opened in another window. Virtually every place they go in the
book is a real place. For example: when a hotel is described, it is based on a
real hotel I found on Trip Advisor and then cross referenced on Google Earth.
EVERYTHING was like that. Half of my brain lived in Africa for two months.
2. A list of 5 reasons why fans/new readers should
pick up this book
1. It's different and it pushes
boundaries, which I think everyone could do with a bit of, now and then
2. They might learn something they never
knew about a different country, and learning is good
3. It's a departure from my other works,
but still has the erotica base that is my preferred genre (a.k.a. lots of
steaminess haha)
4. It literally takes you on a journey
4. It literally takes you on a journey
5. The summer is almost over - can't end it
without one last blockbuster big action flick!
3. What are you working on next? Can you give us a
teaser/hint to book 2 in this series?
Book two is already written, it just needs
to go through rewrites and edits and then it's beta time! Next, I'm caught
between two stories that I really want to work on - one dark, kind of going
back to my Kane Trilogy roots. Weird love and crazy sex and uncomfortable
emotions. The other is more romantic. Still angsty, more of the love-hate,
will-they-won't-they vibe. I don't want to give anything away - it'll be in a
popular subgenre, but with a distinct twist, as I like to try to do with all my
stories. Which will come next, I'm not sure, depends on which will speak to me
the most. I hope to have something publish ready by March 2016.
Out of Plans teaser:
Out of Plans teaser:
“You once said you would help me. Well, I need help,” Lily said.
“Of course, love. At your
service,” Kingsley bowed his head.
“I want to learn everything. I
want to be just as good as you. Just as good as him,” she added.
“Making you better than him will
be easy, darling, but better than me? That's impossible,” he teased. She rolled
her eyes.
“And no flirting. Flirting is
what got me into trouble in Africa. No flirting. No relationship. No sex,”
she stressed. “Deal?”
“What deal? Sounds like you're
offering nothing in return,” he laughed, shaking her hand.
“Exactly. Sounds like a hell of a
deal to me.”
“Dear god, you've already picked
up on De Sant's awful sense of humor. We have so much un-training to
do,” Kingsley sighed.
“Whatever it takes. You train me,
and I'll help you in any way you want, with anything,” she offered.
“Mmmm, any way I want, huh,” his
voice dropped low while his eyes wandered over her body.
“Look here, Law, I meant
what I said – you touch me inappropriately even once, and I'll break your hand
in ways it can't be fixed,” she warned him. He smiled and leaned close again.
“Ooohhh, I love it when you talk
rough,” he hissed, sliding his bottom lip between his teeth.
“You won't love it so much when I
back it up with action. Now let's get out of here.”
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About the Author
Crazy woman living in
an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a
necessity!), I have been writing since ..., forever? Yeah, that sounds about
right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see
shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm
clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I
don't trust anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no,
the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson
for the day. I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of
the time I talk so fast, even I can't understand me. Yeah. I think that about sums me up.
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