FALL
Book 3 in the Senses Series
Cindy Paterson
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Date of Publication: May 7th 2013
Number of pages: 244 approx.
Word Count: 98,000
Cover Artist: Mark Paterson
Book Description:
“He’s destroying me—us. I need him like my next
breath, yet I’m suffocating.” An
unrequited love that has ripped her to pieces. Delara has
loved Waleron for over a century. Their intense chemistry is sensual, gripping,
irresistible. But tragedy struck, and after sixty-one years of believing he was
dead, Waleron returns a tortured man. He claims the man she loves is dead, yet
the undeniable sexual tension still pulls them together.
“I am no longer the man you love, maitagarri. I
am incapable of it.”
Waleron
has given his oath to protect the Senses. He will sacrifice everything for
them. But there is one Senses he has vowed to protect more than any
other—Delara. He will do anything to make certain she is safe, even if it means
he must deny her the love they once shared. She is the
hunted. Delara’s
life is in jeopardy and Waleron will do anything to protect her. But he never
suspected that Xamien, the man he brings to help protect her is way more
important to her than he ever knew. Torn
between two men and hunted by another, Delara must fight her hardest
battle—herself.
Interview
The Senses Taldeburu
Waleron
From the novel FALL
Waleron Traces
into the room.
“Oh Waleron,
hello. I wasn’t expecting you for another ten minutes.” I stand to shake his hand and feel really small next to his 6’2.
“I’d like to
welcome The Senses Taldeburu Waleron to the blog today. He is from Cindy
Paterson’s novel FALL. Waleron also appeared in JUMP and STEP, the first 2
books in the Senses series. Although I understand that FALL can be read as a
standalone. We’re really
pleased you could take time out of your schedule to be with us today.”
Waleron stays standing and gives a curt nod. I notice
his snake tattoo immediately. The black ink coils from beneath his t-shirt up
his neck. Its eyes are solid black and it looks like it is staring right at me.
“Would you care
to have a seat? Coffee?” I gesture to the
seat across the table from me.
“No. I
understood this would be quick. I have a meeting with the Wraiths.” I wonder why he bothered then.
“Because Cindy
can erase me.”
Damn, I forgot he could read my mind.
Waleron raises his brows then leans against the wall
and crosses his arms. He looks really forbidding, not a flash of a smile and
his eyes are ice cold. “My understanding is that
this would be quick.” “You’re not being
very quick.”
I had to say telepathy was pretty cool. “Right. In a hurry. Okay, so right to it. What turns you on?”
He takes a few moments and it gives me time to access
him without appearing like I’m gawking. He is all muscle and has this Jason
Statham look, shaved head, tattoos and really badass looking.
“The hitches in
a woman’s breath.”
Oh wow. I expected him to evade that question. “Any particular woman?”
His eyes dart to me and they’re piercing. I shift in
my chair uncomfortably and look down at my iPad.
“What turns you
off?”
“I don’t believe
that question is relevant to the book.”
“Well this
interview is to get to know you better, Waleron. The readers would like a
glimpse into your life.”
Waleron is scowling—fierce. I notice the snake tattoo
start to move on the side of his neck and no from reading Fall that I better
move on—fast.
“Vanilla or
chocolate?”
His brows lower over his brilliant blue eyes and I
know that the silly question won’t be answered. “Weapon
of choice?”
“Hands.”
“Meaning?”
He pauses for several seconds and I can’t help but
fidget under his direct stare. He finally answers and I breathe again.
“As a Taldeburu
I can call energy into my hands. I would assume you already know this from
reading the author’s books.”
“Well umm yes. Least
favorite word?”
“Tarek.”
“Oh come on
Waleron that’s a person.” The snake tattoo’s eyes turn red and I move
on. “Think I know the answer but what enemy do you hate the most?”
“Lilac.”
“What enemy
could you like?”
His brows raise and I notice his blue eyes lighten and
appear like ice shards. Nope, guess he won’t answer that one either. I look
down at my last question—What type of underwear do you wear?—and decide to skip
it. Xamien might appreciate a question like that, but Waleron and his Scar
wouldn’t.
“Are you in love
with Delara?”
I notice the tension in his shoulders ease and the
hardness in his eyes appears to have softened. It’s obvious just the mention of
her name affects him.
“Do you
breathe?” I know his question isn’t meant
to be answered, merely understood. Wow.
“Ummm well,
thank you Waleron for coming in to see us, I know you’re busy as a Taldeburu
and we appreciate you taking the time out to chat.”
He gives a chin nod and I notice him take out a Pez
dispenser out of his black army pant pocket. The duck head clicks open and a
bright pink square candy pops out. I laugh.
“Never pictured
you as a candy eater.”
He closes his fist over the candy and when he opens
his hand again the candy is dust. He sweeps the residual into the garbage. “I’m not.” He strides out,
leaving the door wide open.
Ten minutes
later I receive a call from the author Cindy Paterson.
“I understand you
had Waleron in for an interview?” Cindy
sounds out of breath as if she hurried to call when she discovered Waleron was
here. Probably to make certain I was still alive.
“Why yes. He’s a
…nice guy.”
Cindy laughs. “Nice is not
the word I’d ever choose to describe Waleron. I hope his Scar didn’t cause any
problems?”
I thought of the
red snake eyes and shivered. “Not at all.”
“Good. Well, I
just wanted to call and say thank you for having Waleron on your blog today. It was kind and… extremely fearless of you.”
“Oh well yes, it
was interesting, although we didn’t get much out of him.”
“No. No you
wouldn’t. Waleron is relatively closed off. He’s had a tragic life as you’ve
just read in FALL. Again, thank you for having him.”
I am Xamien’s secret lover. Well, in my head I am
and since I’m single this is completely allowed. Some of you may ask, who is
Xamien, don’t worry you will meet him soon enough, but no falling in love with
him. He is all mine.Writing books is a fantastic way to have
adventures that are impossible to have otherwise. I mean do you really want to
fall in love with Waleron? He is so unstable and would never pick up after your
dogs or clean the litter box. Not to mention the fact that he is always out
killing disgusting grave robbing bug people. Curling up with a good book and losing yourself to
another time and place is the greatest reward. Being able to feel a character’s
emotions, their fears, pain and love. Now that is incredible. I relish in the
books that stay with me long after they have ended. This is what I strive for
in my writing. To give the readers, and myself, an escape into another world,
my world.I have been writing since I was twelve. My
parents, sorry mom and dad, would send me to my room for an hour every night to
do homework, and instead I wrote stories. Oops, guess that is why I did so bad
in math.I have never stopped writing since then and never
will. It’s like an addiction, but a good one. I adore stepping into the shoes
of a character and deciding their fate. The characters are why I write. I want
to fall in love with them (even the bad ones), so that I care about what
happens to them in a story. If I can’t care about the characters then why
bother with the story.
I live in Toronto with a menagerie of pets that
keep me on my toes.
Website http://www.cindypaterson.ca/
Great to be here today. Thank you Jenn and Sheri:) Good luck to those who entered the contest.
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