A Chat with Daryl Devoré
What
is your greatest temptation?
In
men:
Matt Damon – hands down – no question.
In
food:
chocolate – no wait- cookies – oooh - chocolate cookies
In
clothes:
jeans – I'm a pretty casual person, although I love checking out $900 Prada
heels.
What
is your greatest weakness?
Arghh – can't come up with just one
thing – have a whole list – okay – okay –cookbooks. Love cookbooks.
If
you could have any kind of car, what would it be?
Lamborghini – no, a Bugatti Veyron –
see you got me on a wishy-washy sort of day.
Your
dream home - mountains or ocean?
Ocean. My motto – Sun. Sand. Sea
water.
What
inspired you to become a writer?
I learned to print. It's part of me. I
eat. I breathe. I write.
Do
you have a daily writing routine? If so,
please share.
Let's see. I get up. Head to my
laptop. Check emails. Then chaos ensues as life kicks in. So no – no writing
routine.
What
is your favorite book?
That's like asking me my greatest
weakness. Favourite book???? – I have book shelves full. No idea.
What
is your favorite movie?
The Bird Cage.
Who
is your favorite historical figure?
Favourite historical figure???? Let's
go for Joan of Arc – girl had courage.
In
your books, who is your favorite hero and please introduce him?
Guess, at the moment it would have to
be Guy Lapierre.
Introducing – Guy Lapierre. Say hi, Guy.
"Hi."
Who
is your favorite heroine and please introduce her?
Paix
Paix is a newly divorced woman, with a
fledging career as a flight attendant. She is hiding under an assumed name to
avoid the hatred of her ex. No longer a trainee, this is her first flight to
try and prove herself. And everything was going great until the plane crashed.
Blurb
What could be simpler than a routine plane trip from Toronto, Canada to Caracas, Venezuela for a rookie flight attendant and a sexy R.C.M.P. officer?
But Fate had other intentions.
After leaving a disastrous marriage, Paix Allcot begins a new career as a flight attendant. The romance of travel plus the desperate need to be on any other continent other than the one her ex is on seems like a dream job. For the first time, Paix is no longer a trainee and the passengers in economy class are under her care. Especially the handsome passenger seated in 36C.
Guy Lapierre, undercover officer, is following a vicious human-trafficker. He has little time for relationships. Too many innocent lives are at stake. But when the plane crashes and Guy is stranded on a tropical island, he is forced to work with Paix to survive until he discovers that the man he is tracking is Paix's older brother.
Can a pink bra and a hot night on the side of a volcano save the relationship and their lives?
Excerpt
Lori gagged
on the bile rising in the back of her throat. She inhaled sharply to calm her
stomach. If I'm going to die, it's not going to be with vomit all over my
uniform.
A distant
whimper caught her ear. She lifted her head and opened her eyes. The lady in
37D rocked back and forth in her seat. Lori fought the urge to run to her. Her
flight attendant training told her to stay seated. The Captain had called,
"Brace for impact."
Hang on,
37D. Just a bit longer. I understand how you feel. Isolated way
back here in no-man's land at the back of the plane. No one's hand to hold for
comfort. Alone. Scared. Me too.
The
gentleman in seat 36C stood then pulled open the overhead bin.
Lori sat up
taller. "Sir! The Captain said, brace for impact. Get back in your seat.
Please."
He turned
his head, glancing at her. Lori blinked. She'd noticed him as she did her
rounds of economy class. Sexy tousled hair. An unshaven chin. Gorgeous smile.
Focus on your job. "Sir. Please. Sit. Down."
He grabbed a
bag out of the bin, slammed it shut and returned to his seat.
Her heart
raced as she shouted out the words she'd practiced in flight attendant school a
hundred times and prayed she'd never have to use. "Head down. Brace.
Brace." She hoped the sound of her voice could offer a moment's relief to
the terrified passengers in economy. They were her passengers. If she could
hold each of their hands, she would. "Head down. Brace. Brac—"
The plane
dropped and shuddered.
Lori's
professional calm shattered. The passengers under her care were going to die.
She was going to die. The sensation of utter loneliness swamped her. She
clenched her fists until her short nails dug into the palms of her hands.
Pressure built in her ears. She tried all the tricks she knew, but the pressure
wouldn't release. We're dropping too fast.
Wonder what
dying is going to feel like? Will it hurt? Mom. Trembling
as her mother's smiling face popped into her mind, she swallowed back a wail of
grief at the thought of her mother's pain when she heard the news of the plane
crash.
What's taking
so long? Maybe— A ray of light shone down on the darkness of her
despair. Maybe the captain was landing the plane. Captain Fraser was one of the
best. He could save everyone.
The plane
jerked. Metal shrieked in complaint. Fear rang loud in the screams of the
passengers. Lori's pulse pounded in her chest. Her breaths came in short pants.
She swiped at the sweat on her upper lip. Her stomach knotted then boiled. It
was close. The end. Whatever the end
was. She squeezed her eyelids shut and whispered, "Mom. I love you."
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New releases anytime soon? One coming up in the near future – a hot contemporary – title is still to be decided.
Bio and Media Links
Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines. Victoria Adams is Daryl's alter ego when she's inspired to write sweet romances with little to no heat.
Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, two black cats - Licorice and Ginny-Furr Purrkins - and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.
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