Welcome Tawny Savage, author of Brigid's Blessing! I asked her to stop by my place as she makes her way through her tour. She's kindly answered some questions so that we can get to know her a little bit better. As always, Tawny knows how to make you smile. Please enjoy her interview and keep reading to find out more about her debut release Brigid's Blessing.
I'd like to know what made you decide to write your book?
Tawny: Honestly, I saw a post about crazy dinosaur erotica and I thought what the hell? I had several darker fantasy stories partially written and some basic outlines. Before I knew it, an entire world of the Forest People came to life. Why not incorporate that with my favorite hot sex scenes? I get the best of both worlds then and have fun doing it.
Who are your favorite authors?
Tawny: I read anything and everything from YA right on up to porn. It really depends on my mood what I’ll choose to read on my Kindles or what paperback I’ll grab off my shelves. Right now I’m reading George RR Martin. I love James Patterson, the Master Stephen King, Ann Rice, JK Rowling…so many!
I’m actually quite partial to one author, Bonnie Bliss. Her stuff is SMOKIN’. You don’t want to miss anything she writes. ;)
Who is your inspiration to write your own work? Can you tell us more about it?
Tawny: I really don’t have a specific inspiration, but the authors at Sassy Vixen Publishing have been a big influence as well as many other authors I’ve met along the way. All of them have encouraged me to write what I want and not try to fit into a box. That may sound funny coming from someone who is one of the alter egos of another author, but in order to write what “we” have in “our” head, we have to take on different personas ourselves.
What gets on your nerves the most when reading a book by another author?
Tawny: The obvious stuff gets to me like bad formatting and editing. If I can push through that, find the story AND care about the characters, I’m hooked. If the author makes a character dumb as rocks or does something implausible for the story, I get ticked off and more than likely will stop reading. There are just too many other books I want to read so there’s no point in wasting my time on one that bores me.
Do you prefer HEA or HFN endings in the books you read?
Tawny: It all depends on the book I guess. A dark fantasy won’t necessarily end happy for the characters but if it’s a romance, there better be at least a happy for now…and not a cliffhanger. I want to know right there and then the characters are content by the end of the book. It’s fine if they’ll need to continue their tale in another book or two, but don’t leave me guessing or leave the characters miserable at the end.
What about in yours? HEA or HFN?
Tawny: Brigid’s Blessing is the first part of a trilogy. At the end of this one Bryanna appears to be in a somewhat happy zone. In the next part the readers will see a darker side to her soon to be ex hubby that will shock some readers and shock the hell out of Bryanna and her new lover Ashar…bigfoot.
What are your hobbies? (pick one or list a few)
Tawny: I love to read of course. Cooking and baking are a favorite pastime to just keep me and the hubs happy or for a crowd. Knitting relaxes me and I wish I had more time to do it. I really miss it. I think I’ll just have to pick up the needles for a bit this holiday and give my mind a break from this crazy world of the Forest People and the humans who love and love to hate them. ;)
What are you most grateful for this holiday season?
Tawny: I’m grateful for my husband and his unwavering support of all that I do. My friends and family mean the world to me and I’d do anything to keep them all safe and happy. They’d do it for me. Life can’t get much better than that!
Do you have a recipe you'd like to share? Or how are you spending this holiday season?
Tawny: I’m making that Harvey Wallbanger cake that my fellow Sassy Vixen author Tammy Dennings Maggy shared with us the other day. Here it is for those who missed it.
Grandpa Fila's Harvey Wallbanger Cake
Preheat oven to 350
1 package of yellow cake any brand
1 small package of instant vanilla pudding
1 cup salad oil 5 eggs
1/4 cup vodka
1/4 cup Galliano
3/4 cup unsweetened orange juice..whatever is your favorite. I used minute made or Treesweet
Grease and flour a bundt pan or an angel food pan
Mix all the ingredients until well blended and pour into your prepared pans. Bake for 40-50 minutes or until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean.
While the cake is still really warm/hot turn it over on to a larger plate. Cover the entire cake in powdered sugar...I mean use the whole box or bag and bury it. Seal the entire cake in plastic wrap tightly. Allow to cool completely overnight at room temperature.
When you cut it to serve, you remove the chunks of the powdered sugar that formed. the cake is really moist and you will LOVE IT!
Enjoy my friends!
Release Date: November 30, 2013
Heat Level: SEXTREME
Publisher: Sassy Vixen Publishing LLC
Category: short story, dark erotica, fantasy,
paranormal, monster erotica, bigfoot erotica
Series Name: The Bigfoot Chronicles
Word Count: 9316 words
Bryanna Stevens was slowly dying inside. The safe and consensual sexual relationship with her husband Travis had slowly deteriorated into one filled with torment and abuse. With nowhere to turn, she pleaded her case to the Goddess Brigid. She offered herself up to the gods to do as they see fit if they’d grant her one wish—to conceive a child of her own.
Hell bent on avenging the mutilation and death of his pregnant mate, Ashar risks everything to make the humans pay. Instead, he’s blindsided by his desire for the naked beauty stretched out over an altar, pleading for the gods to give her a child. Before he can stop himself, he’s kneeling beside her. Could she be the one to save the Forest People and mend his broken heart or the one to destroy them all?
(WARNING: contains sex with creature known as Bigfoot)
She gathered up the materials she needed for the ritual and placed them near the back door. She removed all of her clothing and slipped into the long purple satin robe she’d made for just such an occasion. She pulled the hood up over her head as she made her way through the yard to the altar she’d set up in her garden.
She’d designed the structure to resemble a miniature Stonehenge with a stone altar in the center of the ring of smooth cut granite and slabs of redwood. At this point in the evening, the moon had risen to a height well above the tree line. Its light illuminated her garden shrine perfectly. She began her chanting spell welcoming her spirit guides and the Goddess Brigid. She asked for the courage to continue on her journey out of the marriage that had robbed her of her self-worth and her chance to have a child of her own. She dropped her robe at the base of the altar and lit the candles at the center while she pleaded her case. “Goddess, if it’s your will please grant me this last wish. I long to have a child of my very own, to teach the ways of the Maiden, the Mother and the Crone.”
She spread the cloak out on the altar and lay on top of it as an offering. Tears flowed down her cheeks. “I offer all that I am, all that I will ever be if it’s your will for life to spring from me.” Her mind wouldn’t focus on the spell, but instead kept replaying her conversation with Sandy. Could the baby she’s carrying really be the child of a Bigfoot? Is it possible?
Before she knew it, she’d altered the prayer spell. “I offer my womb to help save his clan. Any child created from our union would be cherished and harmed by no man. This I pledge. If it’s your will, so mote it be.”
* * * *
Ashar watched Bryanna from the thicket of trees closest to her ring of stones. He couldn’t look away. Her hair fell over her shoulders and down her back in thick curls. The moonlight caused her alabaster skin to glow in front of his eyes. He longed to touch and taste her. He closed his eyes and filled his lungs with her scent.
Before he could stop himself, he was kneeling in front of the altar. He became drunk with need to take her as his own.
She gasped softly. Her eyes locked with his as he pulled her toward the edge of the stone. She didn’t resist or cry out but let him do as he wished.
He parted her legs enough to glide his fingers through her slick pussy lips and then to his mouth. His tongue darted out to taste her juices. He growled and moaned at once, nearly swooning with desire he’d never known before. He placed her legs over his shoulders as his tongue dove into her folds.
“Oh my god…” Her fingers entwined in his hair and pulled him closer to her. Her body opened to him and begged for more.
He moved up her smooth skin, licking, sucking and biting his way up to her tits. his hands barely fit around the heavy orbs. He nuzzled each in turn before taking one nipple in his mouth to suckle.
She thrashed under him but didn’t try to push him away. Instead she arched her back and shoved move of her breast into his mouth. Her moans and sighs urged him to continue his exploration of her body.
He pushed himself up and watched her face closely as he eased his cock into her wetness. Afraid he’d hurt her if he let his need get the best of him, he forced himself to go as slowly as her body needed to adjust to fit him. No one but Taema had ever been able to take him in fully—until this human.
She lifted her legs so they curved around his waist. Her heels dug into his sides to pull him toward her. “Don’t fucking stop. Take me. Please…” Her lips met his with raw animalistic need. Her tongue slipped and slid over his, teasing and taunting with every movement. The other human had simply laid there while he satisfied himself as best he could. His cock was too large to fit inside that one but he’d made due. This one appeared to be made to fit him completely. The discovery opened the flood gates within him.
He didn’t need any more of an invitation. He supported his upper body with his forearms as his hips slammed into her, forcing his cock in all the way with each stroke.
Her muscles clenched around his shaft, milking and squeezing him almost to the point of pain. She screamed and cried out for more. “Yes, yes, yes!” Her body shuddered and shook beneath him and still he pounded her cunt. Never before had he experienced such pleasure and pain at the same time. He wanted more and more of her with every plunge.
Her body clenched again before she grew quiet.
Ashar roared as he released his seed inside her. He continued to thrust as cum shot out of him. He stood up, and rapidly pulled on his cock and balls to finish, shooting white cream all over her thighs, stomach and breasts.
He smoothed her hair from her sweat covered forehead, kissed her lips, and covered her with the edges of the robe. He ran his fingers through the beads of cum over her skin and smiled. “Mine.”
About the Author
Tawny Savage has always enjoyed reading and writing taboo erotica that can bring all of our deepest darkest fantasies to life. Her tales aren’t for the faint of heart and won’t always have the happily ever after ending. You’ll laugh, cry and want to beat the hell out of some of her characters and that’s just fine with Tawny. She’ll help you do it!
Join her for a ride you'll never forget! Go ahead and drop a line to her through her publisher www.sassyvixenpublishing.net.connect with her on Twitter @Tawny_Savage or check out her website Erotic Tales from Tawny Savage.
Thank you so much for stopping by, Tawny! I wish you much success and a very, Merry Christmas! I hope you'll come back when Book 2 releases.