What is your greatest temptation:
In men: I love tall boys, primarily those with a mop of shaggy hair and a yummy smile and wearing a vintage tee. Purr, purr!
In food: I have the diet of a little kid! Chances are, if it’s bad for me, I’m going to be tempted to eat it, provided it’s not meat.
In clothes: I’m not a fashionista by any means; I just wear what I like, when I feel like it. But I think a pair of well-fitting comfortable jeans and a sexy tank is a timeless, always foxy combo.
If you could have any kind of car, what would it be? I honestly don’t know! I’m not much a car person; I usually find myself attracted to cars that look like something my grandfather would’ve driven. But I can’t definitely see the appeal of rolling around in a convertible!
Your dream home – mountains or ocean? I would love to live by the beach – that’s the plan for my life at some point down the line!
What inspired you to become a writer? I’ve been writing stories –alth ough most of them will always be unfinished – since before I could comprehend that that was what I was doing. As a kid, I would color in notebooks and talk to myself, describing the plot I was drawing, and if I look back through those notebooks now, I can still identify the narrative, even though there was nothing written. I dabbled in writing throughout my whole life, but in high school my attention turned to art so words fell by the wayside. Eventually though, when I hit college and switched majors from graphic design to literature, I got back into it, and now I = out of control.
But I didn’t start writing erotica until 2007 at the urging of a friend, and since then I’ve never looked back. As previously mentioned, I had my first book, Coercion, published last year, and it can be purchased at http://www.lyricalpress.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2_12&products_id=315.
My second novel, Finale, was just released and is available at http://www.whiskeycreekpress.com/torrid/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2&products_id=601&zenid=6682f72a0e56c6d5ef87b6d88e427d51.
I have a few tricks up my sleeve for the future as well.
Do you have a daily writing routine? If so, please share. I wish I had the time to write daily! As it is, I try to work it in when I can. A friend recently asked me for advice on setting up a routine, and because I don’t have one, I couldn’t help as far as that goes. But a routine isn’t for everyone. For me, I find it more beneficial and productive to scribble down a scene on a lunch break, on the back of a receipt, waiting around for a friend… Every little effort put toward writing counts, regardless of how regularly it’s done—although being frequent about it is best, depending upon your goals!
In your books, who is your favorite heroine and please introduce her?
Olivia Gray is the protagonist of Finale, and I would avoid calling her a heroine; she’s hard to love. Still, I loved the opportunity to be so sarcastic and describe the world in such a dry, ridiculous, over-the-top way. Her growth was also really satisfying to chart, as was the decline of her secret paramour, the musician Jonathan Levant. Theirrela tionship and dialogue felt very natural and easy to write.
What do you have out now? My current release is Finale, which came out in August. The inspiration for the story may strike some readers as obvious, but it goes beyond the bare-bones concept of a music legend dying under sudden circumstances and leaving his three children behind. This isn’t the music legend’s story. I wanted to explore the idea of what the aftermath of his death would be like for all the parties involved, and I wanted to intersperse the story with a complicated love story providing evidence behind the decision to leave the
children under the guardianship of a person who never thought of anyone but herself.
When music legend Jonathan Levant dies in a motorcycle accident, no one is more stunned than his former lover Olivia Gray, a hedonistic ex-celebrity who learns she’s been inexplicably named the guardian of his children. Olivia’s reluctant acceptance of the new parental role obliterates her hope of resurrecting her songwriting career as she faces sarcastic teenagers, suicide attempts and séances. The upset to her self-indulgent life forces Olivia to finally face the truth about the cruel decisions of her wild past, her now uncertain future and her secret, turbulent relationship with a man who, even in death, continues to upend her world.
For an excerpt to whet the appetite:
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Like it’d been my intent all along, I circled the piano, stood in front of the wine and casually refilled my cup. I was all too aware of Jonathan standing far too close on my left. I’d no sooner taken a sip when he asked, “Am I making you nervous?”
I spun around, my back against the piano and my heart pounding. “Why would you say that, Mr. Levant?”
“Ah, answering a question with a question—a sure sign of nerves.” He gave me a rakish grin and took a step closer to me, an act that made my mouth dry. “You know, before it was always ‘kiddo’ or a sarcastic ‘Johnnie.’” He placed his palms on the piano, trapping me in from all sides as he leaned toward me, unapologetically self-assured and sexy. “Now I’m Mr. Levant. What’s changed?”
“Absolutely nothing.” Faced with the inevitable and desperate for control, I closed the paltry distance between us, pressing my lips against his. Plusher than I’d remembered. He groaned softly but responded accordingly in a way that made my mind cloud with want.
We slid to the floor, trading open-mouthed, end-of-the-world kisses. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as his fingers slid beneath my shirt to cup my breast, plucking my sensitive nipples to life. His tongue licked a path down my throat, and my breath hitched at the expertise of his touch and the surprising reaction it evoked in me.
This was not the Jonathan Levant I knew, yet it was, a reminder that further triggered my arousal.
“Isn’t this the part where you push me away?” he murmured in my ear as he tore the shirtfrom my body with an urge ncy that excited me. “Aren’t you supposed to make adr amatic exit after yelling at me for taking advantage of you?”
I couldn’t believe he wanted to trade quips at such a time like this, let alone had the ability to do so. I shook the fog of desire from my head and forced myself to be Olivia again—the Olivia capable of rational thought who did not allow good-looking boys to dictate her emotions for better or worse. “Who says I’m the one being taken advantage of?” I asked, reaching between us to give his cock, still confined in his pants, a pointed squeeze.
“All right.” His body trembled with a shudder of pleasure, but he covered my hand with his and rolled us over so I was pinned to the floor, his body wedged between my open legs. “Have your way with me then.”
“That would sound more believable if you were on the bottom.” I was proud of myself for regaining a bit of self-control, but that small amount vanished once again when Jonathan reared back and tugged down my pants, taking my panties with them.
New releases anytime soon? I just finished the copy edits for my next novel, Secretly More, which will be released by Etopia Press in the next few months. I’d been wanting to do a friends-becoming-more storyline for a long time; I find them incredibly hot, with all the comfort mixed with sexual tension. With Secretly More, I set out to tackle just that – with a blindfold thrown in to truly complicate matters. I’m really proud of the story and how it came out, and I can’t wait to share it with everyone!
Where can eager fans find you? I can be found at my own little corner of the web, www.luxzakari.com, as well as on Facebook, Goodreads and Twitter. Come visit! Be friends!
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