It’s great to be back here on the Indy Book Fairy!
Since I was just here last month with Possessed by Love, I thought I would
write a little blog in lieu of answering questions.
I love paranormal romance and fiction and have ever since I
was a child. Many people ask me where I developed my love for the strange and
mystical and I think that it can all be traced back to one book: Bunniucla. It
is a children’s book about a “vampire” bunny that drains the life from
vegetables. What can I say, I was into the weird even as a child. Little did I
know then that reading one book would change my life and personality for the
rest of my life?
How did a children’s story cause such a ripple effect in my
life? Well first it sent me down a path of reading all things paranormal and
supernatural. I read horror, romance, mystery, anything that has a paranormal
twist to it. Vampires, ghouls, shifters, witches and more, they all hold a
fascination for me that I can’t quite explain. I love the greats like Stephen
King and Anne Rice. I love smaller authors and am always looking for new
favorites to read. Bunnicula certainly changed my reading habits forever and
for the better in my opinion.
Secondly, my love for paranormal romance has led me to a
career that I love. Never did I dream that I would be a published author,
writing the kinds of stories that I love. My latest release, Not So Silent
Night is the epitome of what I love to do. Hot Russian shifters, magic and
witches, a rogue pack of werewolves and of course romance. I am doubly proud of
this work as it is also my first release on the new publishing house that my
husband and I are forming, Stoker Press. In the ever changing world of
publishing I figure that it is good to have a company that always has my back.
It is certainly an exciting time in my writing life and business wise for my
husband and I, and Not So Silent Night is the first step in this journey!
Buy Link: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0187T305M
Author Links:
Website/Blog: http://sherivelarde.weebly.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Sher_V
Blurbs:
Another lonely Christmas approaches for Anna and her life of
penance—until an otherworldly distraction appears and changes her life.
Anna is a lonely woman, running her dead grandmother's
flower shop. She hates Christmas and could not feel more lost when a handsome
and mysterious Russian, Alexander, walks into her shop and her life. Each has
secrets that they are harboring. Just as their passion erupts, the good old
boys in town threaten to ruin everything. Getting to know each other is tough
for most couples, adding in magic does not make it any easier. Now with a pack
of werewolves out to destroy them, things become intense. They find themselves
in a fight for their lives. Can their newfound love give them the strength to
win against this threat and trust in the future?
Excerpt:
She had almost finished cleaning up in back when she heard
the bell on the door ring less than five minutes before closing.
"Seriously? Can't people let me get out of here on time just one damn
night?" she muttered to herself as she stormed toward the front so she
could wait on her customer and then get the hell out of the store.
Anna whipped around the corner in a huff, not caring if she scared the latecomer away. She stopped in her tracks and almost forgot what had pissed her off when she saw the customer in question. The most breathtaking back view of a man she had ever seen stood just inside the doorway, and her brain stopped working for the moment. Wow, who knew broad shoulders and a great rear could stop a woman in her tracks? While she gawked like an idiot, the man turned around and proved to be even more distracting from the front. This guy was like a wall of muscle, perfect body attached to a very masculine and handsome face with the deepest blue eyes Anna had ever seen.
"Sorry, I know you are about to close, but I need a gift of flowers," he said when he saw Anna. He had a very thick eastern European accent that she thought might be Russian, which of course only made him hotter. She noticed his eyes taking her in, and she couldn't help but stand a little straighter, showing her curves off to her advantage while she absentmindedly ran her fingers through her long, wavy, raven hair, which most men seemed to love.
It took Anna's brain a few moments to catch up before she could speak. Her previous anger and frustration vanished, replaced by eagerness to help this particular customer. "No problem at all. Do you have an idea of what kind of gift you are looking for? Is this for your girlfriend or wife?" Anna held her breath as she waited for this mystery man to answer, a bit annoyed with herself that she cared so much about what he might say.
Anna whipped around the corner in a huff, not caring if she scared the latecomer away. She stopped in her tracks and almost forgot what had pissed her off when she saw the customer in question. The most breathtaking back view of a man she had ever seen stood just inside the doorway, and her brain stopped working for the moment. Wow, who knew broad shoulders and a great rear could stop a woman in her tracks? While she gawked like an idiot, the man turned around and proved to be even more distracting from the front. This guy was like a wall of muscle, perfect body attached to a very masculine and handsome face with the deepest blue eyes Anna had ever seen.
"Sorry, I know you are about to close, but I need a gift of flowers," he said when he saw Anna. He had a very thick eastern European accent that she thought might be Russian, which of course only made him hotter. She noticed his eyes taking her in, and she couldn't help but stand a little straighter, showing her curves off to her advantage while she absentmindedly ran her fingers through her long, wavy, raven hair, which most men seemed to love.
It took Anna's brain a few moments to catch up before she could speak. Her previous anger and frustration vanished, replaced by eagerness to help this particular customer. "No problem at all. Do you have an idea of what kind of gift you are looking for? Is this for your girlfriend or wife?" Anna held her breath as she waited for this mystery man to answer, a bit annoyed with herself that she cared so much about what he might say.
Bio:
Sheri Velarde, lives in New Mexico with her husband and
their two dogs.
Being an avid reader since an early age, she has wanted to
be a writer for as long as she can remember. She has been writing all her life,
but only recently started to actually try to pursue her dream of writing for a
living. She specializes in all things paranormal and that go bump in the night.
Her heart truly lies in exploring unknown worlds or adding the supernatural to
our world. If it goes bump in the night or has magical connotations, Sheri
writes about it.
She is constantly putting out new material with various
publishers, so it is best to keep up with her on her website www.sherivelarde.weebly.com.
In her spare time Sheri is an artist, jewelry designer,
independent comic writer/artist and freelance non-fiction writer. Hiking in the
mountains, going to live concerts, art openings, museums, and hosting intimate
dinner parties.
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