Angel’s Guilty Pleasures

Hello and Welcome All!

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Aidy Award author of Chase Me.

Hi Aidy, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Please tell us a bit about yourself?
I’m a curvy girl who has a thing for stormtroopers.

Where do you get your ideas?
From everywhere, all the time. My brain is just teeming with ideas for stories all the time! You can have some of them if you want to. I’ll never get to write them all!

What are some books you have enjoyed recently?
I’m in the middle of Penny Reid’s Winston Brothers series (cause, I totally have a thing for hawt guys with beards!) and I’m working my way through all the other Magic, New Mexico world books. Super fun!

10 Quick Things About Author

Favorite Food? Fish tacos! (and chocolate tacos for bonus points! But not chocolate fish tacos…eww.)
Favorite Drink? La Croix Pamplemousse for everyday…champagne for Thursdays.
Favorite Color? Glitter
Favorite Book? ALLLLLLL THE BOOKS!
Favorite Season? Pumpkin Spice
Favorite Online Hangout? My reader group on Facebook – Aidy’s Amazeballs! I lurrrve those ladies!
Favorite Animal? Uno, my cat!
Favorite Band or Musician? Taylor Swift is my jam. #DontJudge lol
Favorite Vacation Destination? I’ve lived all over the world and hands down one of my favorite places is Prague in the Czech Republic.
Favorite Movie or TV Show of all Time? Hmm. I’m gonna go with Bones. I loved the romance between Booth and Brennan. But Supernatural is a close second. #ImADeanGirl

Please summarize the book a la Twitter style for the readers here:
Always the wedding planner, never the bride meets a dragon-shifter who loves curves!

Please share the opening lines of this book:

Agh. Ciara’s feet ached, her back was stiff and the headache she’d staved off with some ibuprofen four hours ago was rapidly creeping back behind her left eyeball. Nothing like the sweet pains of victory.

Please share a few Fun facts about this book:
In my dragony world there are four clans of dragons, one for each element – Earth dragons are green and can control the ground and plants. They have the special power of a healing breath, hilariously called Dragon’s Breath. Water dragons are blue and can control water and temperature. They don’t breath fire, but can breath ice. Gold dragons are the masters of the sky and wind. They get their power from the sun and are the richest of all the dragons. Red dragons…well, they are the fiery hot lovers of the dragon world. Except for their leader… poor Match can’t ever get laid. lol – oh, I mean, so sad. *wink

Using just 5 words, how would you describe Hero and Heroine’s love affair?
Lots of love and sass.

Without revealing too much, what is your favorite scene in the book?
Oooh – it’s got to be the dark night of the soul… I might have made myself cry when I wrote it.

Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take part in this interview.

Body made for sin? Was he kidding? Body made of sins, maybe. Namely the sins of Swiss meringue buttercream, chocolate ganache, and too many I Love Lucy reruns. “Stop staring at my toukas. Whatever you’re looking for ain’t in there.”

She wiggled her back side to emphasize her point. That made her intruder damn irritated, probably that her rear wasn’t dropping any evidence of wrongdoing based on the growl rumbling from his chest and his eyes glued to her bum. 

“Stop enticing me with your curves, thief. You can not distract me from what is mine.”

Ciara cleared her throat, gently at first, but when that failed to bring his eyes up to hers, she about gave herself a sore throat trying to get his attention.

“Are you ill? I won’t have you dying before you tell me where the relic is hidden.”

What an asshat. A cute one, but a real douchcanoe nonetheless. “I think maybe we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot here.” Ciara extended her hand to him. “I’m Ciara Mosely-Willingham.” Her hand hung there for a full count of ten. “And you are?”

He recoiled from her hand. “Wondering what spell you’re working on me. I assure you I am immune.”

“I was trying to be nice, but I’ve had a very long and tiring day, so my patience is wearing thin. I don’t have your thingy, I don’t even know what a Why Vern is.” Ciara turned and began looking for her torturous heels. It would be much more fun to stomp off if there was some clack. 

“As am I. If you won’t return what you have taken from me I will be forced to bring you before the AllWyr council.”

He grabbed her hand and pulled her through the ballroom toward a terrace. Good thing she’d already kicked off her shoes or she’d have been tripping all over her feet at the rate he was dragging her away. 

“Hey, stop right this instant or I’ll bring out the self-defense moves.”

“Save your defense for the council. You’ll need it.”

This dude was seriously wack-a-doo. “Let me go.”

“Return my relic.”

“I’m gonna make you a relic.”

“Save your spells, witch.”

“Your face is a witch.”

The scary man released her and grabbed at his face. “Good try, witch. You’ll pay for that.”

Ciara pivoted and bolted, weaving her way between the tables. One second she was zigging and zagging the next she was airborne.

Great claws gripped her shoulders and a deep whoosh-whoosh-whoosh sounded above her.

She wriggled and screamed and frantically tried to see what was happening above and below her. Her feet crashed into empty glasses and caught a centerpiece of giant lilies dead on as she was dragged through the air above the tables. 

Before she could even take another breath to scream again they swooped out of the French doors, over the balcony and into the night sky. She glanced up not for a second fathoming that she’d see, flying above her, the giant wings, flapping gracefully through the sky, of a dragon.

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Angela

I'm an outdoor sun loving reader living near San Fransisco. I’m a mother, wife, animal & book lover. I'm the owner, reviewer & mind behind Angel’s Guilty Pleasures. My favorite animals are horses & dogs. As for reading I love all things paranormal & urban fantasy & my favorite shifters are dragons.