Today I’m interviewing Joran Zoma from Timeless Heat, published by The Wild Rose Press, November 4, 2016.
“So you live on a planet trillions of miles from Earth, what do you do for a living there?”
I’m an intergalactic trader from the planet Vanta, and I travel to all corners of known space. I’m also a member of a secret Coalition dedicated to the preservation of humanity. In my world, female infertility has reached a critical tipping point and unscrupulous traders steal females to sell in the sex slave markets. I’ve supported the Coalition by rescuing females who have been kidnapped from their worlds by these ruthless people.
“What is your favorite food?”
I have a favorite food from every planet I visit. I love juji corns from Eravis and quaziberries from Zelos. Each planet has something wonderful and unique. My younger sister recently started to cultivate strawberries from Earth on Vanta. So far, she’s having mixed success, but I’ve enjoyed being a taste tester.
“What did you think of Ava Fisher when you first met?”
My business partner Max and I were stranded in space due to a strange radioactive dust storm—and we were dying. Like most humanoid males we experience sexual heat cycles. Because of this space storm, our sexual hormones fell to critical levels. I transported Ava through time and space so she could save us. She possessed hormones that could reverse our dire situation. When she arrived on my transporter pad, she looked like a dream.
“Do you believe in love at first sight?”
“Oh yes. Due to the female infertility crisis in the galaxy, I never expected to have love in my life. When I first saw Ava, I knew all that had changed. She was everything I ever dreamed of—and she has the kindest and most generous heart.
“Please describe Ava in one word.”
I need more than one word. My Heart.
“Thanks for visiting with me today.”
Adrift in space after a strange cosmic phenomena sent them into severe sexual heat, intergalactic trader Joran Zoma and his business partner, Max, are dying. Time is running out, and only a woman from the distant past can save them.
Ava Fisher, recently divorced and deeply unhappy, is trying to move away from the hurt and bitterness of her past. Then she’s kidnapped by two strangers—aliens from a different time and place. More astounding is their claim that she carries a rare hormone and must mate with them to save their lives.
Joran nodded and awkwardly shifted his body away from her. His fingers dug into the soft arms of his chair. “As a biologist, you’re familiar with sexual heat?”
“Of course.” She’d learned about that in high school biology 101. “Some female animals experience…”
Joran shook his head, interrupting. “It hasn’t been that way in a long time. For more than a millennium, humanoid males have gone through sexual heat cycles. Some believe it’s nature’s response to increasing female infertility. The storm critically diminished our testrus causing us to go into severe heat. Normally, early onset or out-of-cycle heat is only painful if unsatisfied, but our levels are so weakened…” He pressed his lips together and sighed. “Without the high estrus levels of an Alpha female, we’ll die. Maxim only has five to six hours to live.”
Her eyes shot open as realization dawned on her. He didn’t want her blood, her cells… The straining bulge between his legs spoke volumes, but Ava pressed on, needing to be very, very clear. “When you say you need a female with high estrus, you mean…”
“Only through sexual…” His hand, so stiff, ran through his thick, short-cropped hair. The muscles all over his body tightened as he forced the words out. “I brought you here to mate with us and save our lives.”
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Writing has always been a part of my life. I loved to write short stories as a little girl, and I majored in communications in college. While I’ve spent most of my career as a public relations writer, I dreamed of being a romance novelist. I was fortunate to meet my personal romance hero during college. We met at a fraternity party my freshman year at school and became fast friends. One night I was eating dinner at his fraternity, and my future husband suavely sat on an empty table beside me to chat. Unfortunately, that table was missing a leg and it collapsed on my arm. When he called the next day to check on me, I had to tell him my arm was broken. (It was!) Devastated but still gallant, he asked me out on a date. We’ve now been married more than a few decades and have two teenage sons.
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