An Interview with a 500-Year-Old Vampire by @MicheleDrier #PNRblogfest

Lyndi Lamont's Paranormal BlogfestToday author Michele Drier interviews Jean-Louis, a 500-year-old Hungarian vampire.

Interview With A Vampire by Michele Drier

Jean-Louis is a five hundred year old vampire and today I’m talking to him about the past, the future and (ahem) his love life.

handsome vampire in sepia

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MD: First, let’s get the name out of the way. You just go by Jean-Louis. Do you have a last name?

J-L: I did. I was born Jean-Louis Lemend. I was, hmm…thirty-three when Stefan turned me. It’s just been easier for all of us to use Kandesky if we need a last name. We seldom do, though.

MD: Stefan turned you? Is that the Baron Kandesky?

J-L: Yes. He’d been a vampire for about a hundred and fifty years when I went to work for him. He needed a regular to handle all the affairs for his expanding trading business. He was still killing for most of his food and didn’t trust himself away from his home base.

MD: Were you happy when you were turned?

J-L: Oh lord no! I was appalled when Stefan did it. He had to keep me tied to the bed and almost unconscious for weeks until my body adapted to living off blood. And when I faced the inevitable, I insisted we stop killing for food.

MD: Stopped killing? Do you mean you don’t any more?

J-L: We haven’t killed for food for hundreds of years! We use donors and people are happy to donate to us when they feel the rush for the first time. Maxie claims it’s the closest thing to an orgasm. We also use animal blood and today don’t have any shortages. It allows us to give dinner parties with regulars…they have a five course meal; we have borscht, steak tartare and blood pudding.

MD: Ah, Maxie! Is she first woman you loved?

J-L: No, but she’ll be the last (laughs). I was married once before for more than a century. Her name was Magda and when she was killed I swore I’d never marry again.

MD: It sounds as though you haven’t been involved with many women.

J-L: Oh, I have. With a lot. My problem is that I’m attracted to regulars. They’re new and fresh and their skin is so soft and creamy. But none of them have been permanent. I never cared enough for any to turn them and live with them for eternity. And if I didn’t turn them, they’d get old. I didn’t want to stick around and watch them die. I know that family members, particularly the women, were tired of my choosing regulars then dumping them. Most of those women never met the family…and a lot of them wanted to meet Stefan.

MD: Why Stefan?

J-L: Because he’s the Baron Stefan Kandesky and, on paper, owns SNAP. You know, the international celebrity gossip conglomerate? They’d all love to get a centerpiece spread in the magazine or five minutes on the TV shows.

MD: Don’t you work for SNAP?

J-L: As far as much of the public knows, I’m the art director. I’m the second-in-command of the family, oversee all of our businesses and Stefan is the public face. We do that because he’s established a reputation as a reclusive European Baron living quietly in his castle in Hungary.

MD: Out of all the times you’ve lived through, what’s been your favorite?

J-L: Ahhh, I enjoyed the eighteenth century. Our business was growing, I was traveling over much of Europe and the Middle East, there was an explosion of art and music happening, we’d reached a truce with our enemies the Huszars, and of course I’d met Magda. I have to honestly say, though I’m embracing the current. I love all the technology, the instant information, the travel. We’ve built our wealth—I tease Maxie that she loves me because I have centuries of experience with women and am richer than Bill Gates. She threatens to retaliate by finding a portrait of me in satin knee breeches. Hah, I had the demons burn all of them!

MD: What’s next?

J-L: Expanding the reach of SNAP, broadening our coverage beyond just celebrity gossip, loving and living with Maxie for eternity. She’s contemporary and I believe she’s so bright and so curious that she’ll always be finding challenging new things for us. We have the ages to explore together.

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Editor’s Note: You can read Jean-Louis’ story in the two novellas, Plague: A Love Story and Danube: A Tale of Murder. Maxie and Jean-Louis’ story is being told in the SNAP novels. Number nine, SNAP: I, Vampire will be available in early 2015.

Snap coverBlurb for SNAP: All That Jazz

Nik and Jazz, both employees of Kandesky Enterprises and passionate lovers, are having a tumultuous time. Are their differences too great? She’s a contemporary, hip, young career woman working in the fast-changing world of celebrity gossip journalism in Los Angeles. He’s a 500-year old vampire living in Kiev, Ukraine and running the Kandesky Munitions factories. She deals with celebs and sun, he deals with terrorists and dark.

Is their overpowering attraction enough to build a life-long future, or will their relationship fizzle out before Maxie’s and Jean-Louis’ wedding, dying faster than a Fourth of July sparkler?

author Michele DrierMichele Drier was born in Santa Cruz and is a fifth generation Californian. She’s lived and worked all over the state, calling both Southern and Northern California home. During her career in journalism—as a reporter and editor at daily newspapers—she won awards for producing investigative series.

SNAP: All That Jazz, Book Eight of The Kandesky Vampire Chronicles, was published June 30, 2014. The Kandesky Vampire Chronicles paranormal romance series include SNAP: The World Unfolds, SNAP: New Talent, Plague: A Love Story, DANUBE: A Tale of Murder, SNAP: Love for Blood, SNAP: Happily Ever After?, SNAP: White Night and SNAP: All That Jazz. SNAP: I, Vampire, Book Ten in the Kandesky Vampire Chronicles is scheduled for publication early 2015. She also writes the Amy Hobbes Newspaper mysteries, Edited for Death and Labeled for Death. A third book, Delta for Death, is coming in 2014.

Visit Michele at: Website: http://www.micheledrier.com
Facebook http://www.facebook.com/AuthorMicheleDrier
Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.com/e/B005D2YC8G or email her at mjdrier@gmail.com

Who’s your favorite vampire? Leave a comment and Michele will donate a Kindle copy of SNAP: The World Unfolds to lucky reader. Use the Rafflecopter form below to enter the drawing for this month’s special giveaway, a Halloween basket with autographed books, candy, Halloween socks and assorted author swag.

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Mythic Scotland with #MFRWAuthor @SuzdeMello #PNRblogfest

Lyndi Lamont's Paranormal BlogfestAuthor Suzanne de Mello is here today to tell us about Mythic Scotland, setting of her Highland Vampires series. Welcome, Suzanne and thanks for sharing some photos of Scotland!
The HighlandsMythic Scotland: Highland Vampires, Magical Beings, and Mysterious Places by Suz deMello (#Scotland #vampires #romance #myths)

I’ve enjoyed writing my Highland Vampires series for a number of reasons—I love the characters, for one thing, and I love writing historicals. I love to research the way people lived, what they ate and wore.

And because I’m writing about supernatural creatures I’m able to incorporate a great deal of Scottish lore and legend into my work.

Banshees, kelpies, red caps and other fae creatures populate mythic Scotland. It is said that the banshee wails at the riverside before a death. Other interpretations have the baobhan-sith as blood-sucking female fae. Kelpies, or water-horses, are ponies which appear to the unwary by the side of a stream or loch. Appearing to be an unclaimed, wandering animal, the kelpie entices the innocent to mount. When ridden, the kelpie plunges into the water, drowning its victim.

Red caps are small fiendish creatures who kill travelers and use their blood to anoint their hats–hence the name. It is said that if the hat dries, the red cap dies. Thus, the red cap is forced to murder often to ensure survival.
Fingal's Cave
Perhaps the many mysterious places in Scotland inspire such fanciful dreams. Fingal’s Cave is located on Staffa, an island of the Inner Hebrides off the western coast of Scotland. It’s a sea cave entirely composed of hexagonal basalt pillars, the product of a long-ago igneous upthrust. Matched by the Giant’s Causeway in northern Ireland, Fingal’s Cave is famed for its natural beauty as well as the melodic sounds made by the sea inside the cave. It inspired music by Felix Mendelssohn as well as a set of myths, mostly involving a Bunyanesque giant called Finn MacCool.

And, of course, there’s the most famous mystery of them all:

The Loch Ness Monster

Sightings of the world’s favorite fake monster started in the sixth century, when the Irish saint Columba scolded the monster and sent it scurrying back to the water. Almost certainly a hoax, its most famous sighting was captured in a bad photo in 1934, which was revealed as a hoax in 1999 by one of the plotters.

The believers think that Nessie is a lost pleiosaur. The rational among us believe that Nessie is, depending upon the nature of the sighting, a large otter, a seal, or even an oddly shaped tree trunk.

Even so, few places on earth can compare to Scotland. Its wealth of magical places and mythical creatures has enticed generations of travelers…and enchanted thousands of romance fans.
SdM-Desire in TartanHere’s a selection from Desire in Tartan about an encounter with the evil baobhan-sith. The set-up is that the heroine, Alice, is traveling with the hero, Dugald Kilburn, through the Highlands. She has just awakened.

A chill raced up her spine, lifting the tiny hairs at Alice’s nape. Something wasn’t right. The odd, greenish light wasn’t right. Their excessive sleepiness wasn’t right.

“Dugald?” She looked around again and saw him.

He was standing at the opposite side of the clearing amidst the strange lights, which wavered, coalesced, then broke apart into writhing figures that surrounded him.

“Dugald!” she screamed.

He didn’t turn, didn’t make any gesture that showed that he heard her.

She ran across the dell, stumbling over tree roots and once falling over a body—Archie’s. She rolled him over then saw that his mouth was partially open. He was mumbling incoherently, “Baobhan-sith, baobhan-sith.” A long tendril of drool escaped from the side of his mouth.

Bava what? She didn’t know, and babble wouldn’t help their predicament, for she had become certain that something terrible and dangerous was taking place.

She stood and, gripping her long skirts in a shaking hand, advanced upon Dugald and the mysterious green glows. The shifting lights resolved into women, white-faced women with red-rimmed mouths. Alice was reminded horribly of Malcolm and Blain with the street whore, and of Dugald’s manner of killing the Beans. Their mouths had been red-rimmed, also, rimmed with red blood.

The women surrounded Dugald. One seized his head and dragged it to one side, exposing the big artery; Alice was now close enough to see his pulse.

The creature bared its teeth, its shiny, white, sharp teeth. Two were pointed like fangs.

She…it…sank them into Dugald’s neck.

“Not my husband, you…you monster!” Alice sprang at the creature, grabbed it by its glowing green hair and hauled it off him. Dugald fell to the ground and rolled over, panting, black blood dripping from his neck.

The creature turned and laughed, the eerie cry unforgettable. It extended clawed fingertips toward Alice, reaching for her hair. She clenched her fist and socked the creature’s midsection.

Already surprised by her own ferocity, Alice was doubly stunned when her punch seemed to shatter the creature’s icy body. She gasped and shook her hand, which felt as though it had been plunged into a frozen stream.

The creature screamed, bent over like a broken twig. Alice gave it a firm shove toward the pool. It tumbled in, shrieking. As she watched, it seemed to dissipate as though the water had dissolved its icy core. A green stain spread over the pond’s clear water.

“Who’s next?” Alice advanced toward the rest of the strange creatures, which seemed to melt into the forest.

If you like what you read, get the book here:

http://www.ellorascave.com/desire-in-tartan.html
Suz deMello
About Suz: Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written seventeen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s held the positions of managing editor and senior editor, working for such firms Totally Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press. She also takes private clients.

Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.

A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.

Find Suzie’s books here:

http://www.tinyurl.com/SuzDeMello (publisher’s site)

https://www.amazon.com/author/suzdemello

http://www.amazon.com/author/sueswift

What a fascinating post, Suz. Scotland is definitely at the top of my bucket list! Where do you most like to travel? Leave a comment below.

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