Friday, January 10, 2014

Interview with K.M. Fawcett

We are giving away one digital copy of FEARLESS to a random commenter today. Yay! So make sure you leave a comment and tell us about the kind of "what-ifs" you'd like to explore. Make sure to leave your email along with your "what-if" so I can contact the lucky winner!

Today I’m welcoming K.M. Fawcett to the blog as she tours the blog-o-verse talking about her latest release, FEARLESS, book two in the Survival Race series. I had the pleasure of reading this series and wow, a definite must read if you haven't already picked up one of K.M. Fawcett's books! 

First, a little bit about the book, and then we’ll get to the interview.

FEARLESS by K.M. Fawcett
Release date: January 7, 2014
Publisher: Forever Yours E-Book
ISBN: 978-1-4555-2819-6

Myia, a shaman-in-training, wants desperately to protect her peaceful village from the barbaric Highland invaders. To hone her powers of prophetic visions and healing, the village elders send Myia on a quest to heal the Highland leader's heart and stop a brewing war. Myia's mended many souls before, so this should be an effortless duty . . . until she meets the gorgeous, stubborn Highland warlord.

Kedric, a gladiator who escaped enslavement, only wants to liberate the villagers from their common foe-a race that breeds humans for blood sport and genetic experiments. Fueled by his rage, Kedric is determined to take down the brutal enemy. So when a raven-haired beauty with a body made for sin tries to sabotage his mission, Kedric wants her gone. Yet no woman's touch has ever left Kedric more annoyed . . . and aroused. Kedric knows he should shun her soothing embrace-but he can't seem to stay away. As their passion grows, Kedric must decide between fighting his war or surrendering his rage-and his heart-for Myia's love.

Thanks for stopping by today, K.M. Can you tell your readers, what are you working on now?
I am working on book 3 in the Survival Race Series. My heroine is a strong, kick-butt character and is so much fun to write. This book will give us another glimpse into the gruesome survival race, the gladiators, and the Hyborean rulers in addition to a new steamy romance.
Ooh, I can’t wait to see who the new couple will be, and what adventures you have in store for everyone.

Can you name one thing readers don’t know about you?
Before I became a writer, I was a registered dietitian specializing in eating disorders.

Do you have any guilty pleasures?
Not really. I tend to like what I like without feeling guilty about it. Whether it’s reading romance, watching Doctor Who, or singing along to Neil Diamond, I don’t worry about what other people think of me.

I like the way you think!  

For readers who are new to you, the Survival Race series is sci-fi romance. Do you write only in this one genre or several different ones? And why?
I like to write sci-fi romance and paranormal romance because I enjoy stories where the good guys win and are rewarded with a happily ever after. I also love the adventure and the wonder that a science fiction or paranormal element brings to a story. There are so many “what ifs” to explore. What if humans were the pets of an alien race? What if we were forced to breed and compete for alien entertainment?

To date, which is your favorite story in your Survival Race series?
Captive will always have a special place in my heart because it was the first manuscript I finished, the first manuscript I sold, and the first book in the Survival Race series. I absolutely love my tortured hero, Max, and enjoyed bringing him back in book 2.

I’m sure many of your readers love Max, too. Those green eyes… *swoon* Which book did you have the most fun writing?
Fearless was really fun to write, though a bit outside my comfort zone, because it was sexier and steamier than Captive. Myia can’t heal Kedric’s spirit unless she touches him. Although Kedric desires her, he refuses her touch, which led to some fun sexual tension!

Thank you so much for having me on the blog today!

~K.M. Fawcett

You’re always welcome to stop by, K.M.!

If you're new to K.M.'s books... here's a little sneak peek.

Angry red streaks snaked through his aura. “What manner of trickery is this?”
“Get off of me, barbarian.” Name-calling? Really? Had her father taught her nothing?
“Barbarian? That’s funny coming from a savage.”
She gasped. “Savage? You’re the one on top of me.”
“As I recall, I wouldn’t be on top of you if I hadn’t needed to protect myself from your tricks.”
“I am a spiritual healer. I only wanted to repair your soul. You must release my people.”
“They’re free to go at any time. They choose to stay.”
His weight was crushing her, making breathing difficult, but she refused to let him see her discomfort. If she could calm herself enough, her spirit could reenter his, and she could try healing him again. This might be the only chance she got before he…What would he do to her?
She didn’t sense anything evil, vile, or malicious. Murder wasn’t present in his aura. The only thing she perceived was arousal. Typical male. Perhaps she could use that to her advantage.
There were three occasions when a person’s spirit was the most vulnerable: during sleep, during illness, and during sex—so she’d been told.
“You’ve invaded our peaceful village and took our people against their will. Forgive me for not believing you.” Her words were angrier than she wanted them to be. What happened to her shamanic training?
“Seems we have a lot in common, you and I.”
“We have nothing in common, barbarian.”
“Did you not invade my body against my will?”
“To heal your spirit.”
“So you say, savage.”
Would he stop calling her that? She was not a fierce, violent person. She was tranquil and at peace with the universe, dammit.
Well, at least she strove for peace.
“However,” he continued, “you needn’t concern yourself. My spirit requires no healing.”
“So say you. But our spirits have met, and yours told me it hid a deep wound. Let me back in. Let me into your body to heal you.”
His smirk surprised her. What could he possibly find so humorous?
“If anyone enters another’s body, it will be me.” His warm lips pressed against hers. As if to prove his point, his tongue coaxed hers to open for him.
She’d been kissed before, but not from a man so dangerous and commanding, or so good at it.
Well, she wasn’t about to waste the opportunity to do what she came here for, especially since nothing in his aura indicated malicious intent. His spirit simply sought to demonstrate his male dominance in a kiss. Nothing more. Ha. He’d learn who the dominant one was when she connected with his spirit again.
She opened her mouth and kissed him back. His pause indicated surprise. He’d obviously expected her to resist. When she didn’t let up, his jaw relaxed and his kiss deepened. She couldn’t deny the freedom her soul felt.
But she’d come to heal his heart, and as much as she would like to give in to the pleasure she was receiving, she needed to heal him first.
Again retreating to that tranquil place in her mind, her spirit gathered energy and flowed from her body into his. Her spirit didn’t get further than the impenetrable stone wall before it was thrown from his body again.
His lips were off hers, the weight of his body disappeared. The influx of warm night air came as a relief.
“Savage,” he boomed. “Stay out of my body.”
“If you enter my body, barbarian, rest assured I will enter yours.”


  1. Thank you so much for having me on the blog! :)

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