Kizzie Darker was
born in a small beer brewing town of Burton Upon Trent, United Kingdom in 1979.
For the first 4 years of her life she grew up in the small village of Church
Gresley United Kingdom but soon things became complicated. At the age of 5 her
parents divorced resulting in her family being ripped apart. Her younger
brother went to live with her father and Kizzie remained with her mother. Her mother gave birth to Kizzie’s half brother but one night
in 1986 Kizzie and her half brother were taken into care. Kizzie doesn’t regret
going into care, she had a fulfilled childhood. Kizzie went to school just like any other child and achieved
her desired grades she was aiming for. Kizzie is now a happily married women and enjoys spending
time with her close family. She and her husband live in the West Midlands and
have 2 cats and a lovebird. They regularly visit her family in Derbyshire
United Kingdom and love spending time with their nephew and 2 neices.
Synopsis:
She was his distraction, he her desire.
Joanna woods thought her broken heart would never heal again
when Luke ripped her world apart.
Upon deciding to take a much needed vacation to Paris, the
city of love, would a chance meeting change her life forever?
Nathan Jones moonlights as a successful business man but
unbeknown to Joanna he secretly works as a C.I.A agent travelling the world, tackling
crime.
He has already lost one love of his life; will he risk it
all when he meets Joanna?
Joanna and Nathan have chemistry but will it be enough to
make their relationship work?
Will Joanna be able to handle the truth when she finds out
who Nathan really is or will it end in further heartache?
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Excerpt:
"I wake. Yet more sunlight pours through the tiny crack
in the window. I wonder what the time is. How long have I been in this, this
tiny room that smells of damp and crap? I see I am still strapped into the
chair of doom and that I have the headache from hell. I feel stiff, like I have
the worse hangover in the entire world. I scan the room. The metal table has
disappeared so that hopefully is a good sign that I won't be given anymore
medication to make me sleep. I slow my breathing as I listen out for any signs
of life but all seems quiet. Where is everyone? I really need to quench my
thirst; a bite to eat would be so good right now.
I adjust my position the best I can. I seem to be slumped in
the chair. Is this how they left me all night? I manage to reach my face. I can
still feel the dressing on my cheek. It feels blood soaked, sore.
“Hello?” I call as loud as I can. “Is anyone there?” I hear
nothing, no human beings anyway. I look to the floor. A filth ridden rat
scurries across the room. I scream at the top of my voice. Surely someone
somewhere will hear my screams. “Hello? Please will someone help me?” I shout.
I hear heavy footsteps in the corridor, voices call to one another. The words
“clear” are spoken over and over again as doors are opened and closed one after
another. “Hello?” I call. “In here!” I shout. I wrestle against my restraints
in a desperate attempt to make as much noise as I can. I still my breathing as
I hear the bolt on the door being cut into.“Please,” I whisper. All the
commotion has become too much. I am too weak, too tried to keep my eyes open. I
fall into an unconscious state. I can see a brilliant white light as I float
away. “Stay with us, Joanna,” a voice pleads. I can't hold on, the light wants
me and I must go to it. I can see his face. It smiles back at me as I walk in
the peaceful gardens. He is dressed in the finest of white linens, his skin
shines in the sunlight. He walks towards me; his arms are outstretched
beckoning me. “Come to me, Joanna.” He smiles. I race towards him; I can see
his hazel eyes peer back at me. They shine like washed pebbles. I draw closer
to him. I can almost touch him, smell him, and breathe him. “Nathan,” I smile
as I reach out to him. I close my eyes as I wrap myself in his arms but he
fades away, away from my hold.
“Nathan!” I cry but he is gone, gone from my dreams."
Author Interview:
1. Tell us about your book/books? ~ I am
the author of Distraction and Desire (The Desire Series) and I am currently in
the process of writing the second novel in the Series title fear and Desire
(released 11th June 2014)
2. How did you get started as a writer? ~ It was after I read the fifty shades
trilogy and though to myself ‘I can write a novel too’
3. What’s a typical day like for you? ~ I wake around 9am, eat breakfast, do the
house hold chores ect and then set to work on my novel.
4. Describe your workspace.
~ I have a new desk!! I am so excited about that! It’s actually quiet
tidy!
5. Favorite books? ~
Fifty shades trilogy, the Bared to you series.
6. Tell us 3 interesting things about you. ~ I sang to the
queen of England. I only discovered erotic fiction 2 years ago L and I love to
sing.
7. Favorite quote:
~can I choose one from my own book?
‘She was his Distraction. He her Desire.’
8. Best and worst part of being a writer? ~Best part…feeling as though you have
accomplished something great. Worst part…..finding the right places to promote
your work.
9. Advice to writers?
~never give up, ignore the bullies and always, always follow your dream.
Fear and Desire (Book Two in the Desire Series) release date: July 31, 2014!!
FEAR AND DESIRE Excerpt:
His alluring body beautifully glistens in the soft light. My
eyes wander over his sensuous features as a spark of love, of lust progresses
through my beating heart.
My wet, wanton sex burns with a powerful desire, I want to
feel him, touch him, and breathe him. My lips part with expectation, a little
moan of pleasure of delight escapes from my mouth and levitates towards the
explicit air.
I feel him nudge against me with his hard, erect penis. The
most erotic smile passes his wet lips as he plays with me, teases me as I lay
flat against the bed. I want him to make love to me through the night.
I feel his mouth sweep across my swollen breasts. His sharp
teeth pull and tug at my pert nipples whilst his hands gently, carefully trace
over my thighs with dexterity.
“You are a vision of absolute beauty”
