Pull up a chair; pour yourself a beverage of your choice. Make yourself comfortable and get ready to chat with my guest. Today I have with me my friend, Jennifer Lowery, author of Hard Core. I’m lucky to call Jennifer not only my friend, but one of my CPs.
Aw, thanks so much for a wonderful introduction, D’Ann! I’m honored to call you my friend and CP too. And hello to all the readers joining us today *waves* I’m so happy you’re here!
Me, too. Let's talk about you and your book...
1. What part of your book took you most out of your comfort zone? Starting off with a good one! I have to say Slade, the hero, because he’s a mercenary and very, very closed off. And, allowing him to be himself was hard for me. He swears. He’s an alpha. His thoughts are pure male. That was tough for me.
2. What was the easiest part to write? Alana, the heroine. She’s a doctor and I have a medical background so I had an instant connection with her.
3. How many books have you written? If you count the ones that will never see the light of day, more than I can count, lol! But, since I started writing seriously ten years ago, I’ve written 8.
4. How many books have you sold? Titles? 2. Hard Core (Book #1 in my Onyx Group/mercenary series) and Murphy’s Law. I’m working on another story of my heart to submit titled, The Maze.
5. What drew you to your sub-genre? The heroes. I love alpha males. I love military heroes. Not to mention the action, adventure and suspense J
6. Do you write more than one sub-genre? I’ve tried, but no. I’d like to write a paranormal one day, but for right now I’m sticking with my mercenary series and the bodyguard series I have planned after that. So many books, so little time, lol.
7. Have you ever started a book, and lost interest? Oh, yes! More times than I can count. Many times I write the scene and tuck it away for later when the story is ready to be written. Other times, I just hit a wall and have to come back and figure out where I went wrong. I’m not a plotter so that happens often. But, I don’t mind. I’ve learned to trust my process.
8. Do you find writing the hero or heroine easier? Neither. It’s very important to me that my readers connect with both my heroine and my hero so I go deeply into each character. Sometimes I know one better than the other, but most often the journey is exciting for both. I love meeting my characters as I write. It’s one of my greatest joys of writing.
9. Has a secondary character ever threatened to take over your book? Have you had to give them their own book? Not yet! But I can’t wait until it does J
10. What is your next project? I’m working on Book #2 in my Onyx Group/mercenary series. This one is titled Fall Out and will be Mark Mercer’s story. Set in Greece. During a storm. The woman he’s sent to kill is the woman he fell in love with. Oh, yeah, this one is gearing up to be one heck of a ride!
Thanks for having me, D’Ann! I enjoyed being here today!
And to my readers, thank you so much. My hope is to one day meet each and every one of you so I can personally say thank you for your support and generosity!
Hard Core/Romantic Suspense
Tag: He takes lives. She saves them.
A supposedly hassle-free job for mercenary Cristian Slade becomes a mission of mercy when he saves a life instead of taking one. Slade's new mission might be his most dangerous yet, because the danger is to his heart.
Tragedy has sent esteemed surgeon Alana O'Grady to a remote a remote Nicaraguan island where she immerses herself in the lives of a native American tribe, using her talents for goodwill instead of wealth and prestige. But life turns upside down when her work requires she protect a rugged mercenary who commands her attention when she's awake and dominates her dreams while she sleeps.
Doctoring Christian puts her entire tribe in danger from the man who's hunting him. Is it her professional oath or her unprofessional attraction to him keeping her from sending him away to heal on his own? Alana's fire warms Christian's heart, but he's a hardened assassin and has no business falling for someone like her. Can they fight hard enough to keep what they might have together?
Content Warning: Sexual content.
Prepared to start an IV, she picked up a needle. She had it in position when his other arm shot out and he clamped her wrist in a bone-crushing grip. Startled, she met his panicked gaze.
“I said no needles.”
Her heart banged against her ribcage as she let the needle slip out of her hand. It hit the floor with a small ting. Alana opened her hands in surrender, her patient’s fingers digging into her flesh. For a man half-dead, he had amazing strength.
“Okay,” she said to placate him. “Relax, I don’t have it anymore. It’s your choice, but I recommend you let me start an IV for meds.”
“No. Just fix me.”
Alana pinned him with a no nonsense stare. “I’m not impressed with Superman heroics.”
Face pale and drawn, he said gruffly, “I’m not Superman. Learned not to trust people with needles.”
Her fingers were going numb. “If I remove the bullet without pain medication or anesthetic, you’re going to be sorry.”
He studied her. “You’re really a doctor?”
Alana bristled. “Technically, yes.”
She didn’t have time to explain herself with the amount of blood seeping from his gunshot wound. “I went to med school. You can let go of my arm now. I won’t use any needles.”
He looked down and immediately released his grip. She rubbed her wrist to soothe away the ache. “Can I get to work now, or do you want to question me more about my credentials while you bleed to death? I don’t have a blood bank, so you’re screwed if you lose too much.”
Her blunt statement received a curt nod. She normally didn’t talk to her patients like that. Her patients didn’t normally countermand her either.
“Do it,” he said.
“I don’t need them. Just get it over with.”
Stubborn, stupid, or both? Insane, yes, but there wasn’t time to argue with him.
“Okay. The offer stands if you change your mind.”
She doubted that, but didn’t comment. Instead, wiped her forehead with her forearm, and picked up gauze pads to clean the wound.
“Here goes,” she warned and dabbed his skin.
Her patient didn’t move or even wince as she cleaned the angry wound. Either he had a will of steel or he’d passed out again. Hopefully, the latter. Sweat rolled down her back as she finished cleansing the area around the bullet entry. Red flesh puckered with the first signs of infection. In this environment infection was guaranteed.
With a steady hand that would have made her father proud, she picked up her instruments and took a deep breath.
“You still with me?”
He murmured a response, turning his head slightly so he could see her. The stark beauty of his profile, despite the bruises, struck her again. The lines of his face were chiseled, unforgiving. The kind of man she’d glance at twice if she passed him on the street.
A man associated with a criminal.
“Still here, Doc. What are you waiting for?” Husky with pain, his deep voice brought her out of her thoughts.
She gave herself a mental shake. “Want something to bite down on?”
A small, wry smile touched his lips and his lids closed. “You won’t hear a peep out of me. Just fix me, Doc.”
“I can hit you so you’ll sleep through it,” she muttered.
That drew a low chuckle from him. She didn’t expect him to have a sense of humor. He seemed too…hard. His chuckle turned into a grunt of pain. “You probably hit like a girl.”
Alana grinned. “Yes, I do. Rest assured it won’t feel like it.”
“Appreciate the offer, but, no.” His words slurred together, his muscles tense as he fought his body’s demands.
“You got a name, Superman?”
His head rolled to the side, his chest rose and fell slowly. She thought he was out but he murmured, “Cristian.”
“Nice to meet you, Cristian.”
Then she dug into the wound for the bullet.
Today, Jennifer is living that dream and she couldn’t be happier to share her passion with her readers. She loves everything there is about romance. Her stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match with strong, independent heroines. She believes that happily ever after is only the beginning of her stories. And the road to that happy ending is paved with action, adventure, and romance. As her characters find out when they face danger, overcome fears, and are forced to look deep within themselves to discover love.
Jennifer lives in Michigan with her husband and three children. When she isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family.