Interview with Karilyn Bentley

Welcome Karilyn.

Q: Tell us a little about yourself.  Karilyn

I’m happily married to my own hunky hero, aka The Hubster. We live with a dog nicknamed Hell Hound, a crazy puppy and a handful of colorful saltwater fish (and a reef tank). My day job involves working as a research coordinator but I long to sit in front of my computer and write stories all day. Maybe one of these days. <g>

Q: When and why did you begin writing?

Years ago I worked in a cube farm. One day I was sitting in my cube and thought, I need to do something else. What else can I do where I can sit at home and eat bon-bons all day? All these stories hiding out in my head jumped up and shouted and I thought, aha! I can be a writer. I still haven’t found the bon-bons, but at least I’m out of the cube farm. After several years, I went to my first RWA chapter meeting, and a couple of years after that I entered a contest at The Wild Rose Press. The top six novellas were placed into an anthology. My novella placed fourth. And my writing career was born.

Q: Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

Things are not always as they seem.

Q: What authors have most influenced you? Why?

Sherrilyn Kenyon and J.R. Ward. I love J.R. Ward’s voice and one of Sherrilyn Kenyon’s books was what got me hooked on romance, which in turn led to me writing it. Both authors write awesome stories!

Q: What are you reading now?

Paw and Order by Diane Kelly. I love her sense of humor!

Q: What is your favorite punctuation mark and why?

The comma! It’s tricky, but fun. And necessary in order to avoid confusion.

Q: Tell us about your new release.

I’d love to! Demon Lore is the story of empath Gin Crawford and how she becomes the world’s newest demon slayer. Here’s a blurb:

Gin Crawford has enough problems dealing with her empath abilities. Finding out she’s the world’s newest demon-slayer is the last thing she needs. Unfortunately, when she slips on a mysterious bracelet she is given no other choice. On the plus side, her new gig comes with Tall, Dark and Handsome, a mage who may or may not have her best interests at heart. Thrust into a power-play between good and evil, Gin must choose a side before she becomes the next victim in the ongoing battle.

And an excerpt:    perf5.000x8.000.indd

The evil man-thing stands on my porch, his lips turning in a menacing smile of death. I don’t need to touch him to know he wants me dead. Muscles freeze, trapping my breath in my lungs. Like a rabbit in view of a wolf, I’m immobilized, waiting for death’s blow. Time slows, his gaze locks on mine, trapping me in place.Move, move, move! My mind screams as the man’s fingers twitch.But the spike of adrenaline explodes into my limbs too late to stop the backhand blow slamming across my jaw.I superman it halfway across the living room. Land on the hardwood floor in a thud of pain-ridden limbs. My jaw morphs into a screaming ball of nerves. My head no sooner hits the floor than I hear the bracelet scream, a high-pitched wail quivering through my skin like vibrations from a tuning fork. The bracelet tightens around my wrist, cutting off the circulation, and then it loosens with a pop at the same time I hear the door click closed.

Ohgodohgodohgod, I’m going to die. I don’t want to die. No, no, no, no, no. Pain and terror hold me crumpled on the floor as my mind crawls backward in time. But I’m no longer a child, fearful of fists and words, cowering on the ground.

I’m a fighter.

My head spins, but I refuse to lie on the floor waiting to be killed, so I attempt to stand. Evil Guy laughs as I ass-plant it. Laughs as a moan escapes my lips. He takes a step toward me, right arm drawn back for a hit. His fist hurls toward my face, but I manage to block it with my left arm. My right arm, the one with the bracelet, shoves forward, slamming into his chest.

His black eyes widen, mouth open in surprise, his hands fluttering to his chest before dropping. I stare at my hand, stare hard, for I’m as surprised as Evil Guy. The bracelet had become a sword, a long, thin spike of metal extending from the silver links, straight into Evil Guy’s heart.

A sword?

Definitely a sword. The flat of the blade rests against the back of my hand, cool metal heating from the warmth of my skin. Small silver links circle around my palm, lending stability to the two-foot long sword.

I’m not sure which scares me more, Evil Guy paying me a visit or the fact the bracelet performed a morphing trick.














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