Welcome to my weekly Author Spotlight. I’ve asked a bunch of my author friends to answer a set of interview questions, and to share their latest work.
Today, Victoria Sue, aka Sue Kellett, an amazing MM writer Mark and I met at Rainbow Con and got along famously with.
Thanks so much, Sue, for joining me!
Victoria Sue: So far I have done mm contemporary, paranormal, and my current WIP is mm English regency historical (Think two Mr. Darcy’s – yum). I also have done and are doing m/f paranormal. My favorite time to write is ridiculously early – 4am if I wake up.
JSC: What was your first published work? Tell me a little about it.
VS: My first mm published work (I’ve only been published ten months) was Pure. Its a contemporary set in a club. The club is a bdsm club, but it only figures in the background.
JSC: What’s your writing process?
VS: I have a huge white board called a storyboard where I write a list of things/points/ideas on. That’s it. I usually know the beginning and the end of my story. It’s the middle that shocks the crap out of me.
JSC: Tell me one thing hardly anyone knows about you.
VS: I’m a secret agent for MI5
JSC: What was the first speculative fiction book (sci fi, paranormal, fantasy, horror) that you ever read? How did it influence you?
VS: It was my first mm also. Tina Folsom’s vampire series. Just hot guys really – I’m easily swayed lol.
JSC: If you were stuck on a desert island all alone with only three things, what would they be?
VS: My Kindle and an everlasting supply of batteries. (The batteries for the kindle – obviously…)
JSC: Which of your own characters would you Kill? Fuck? Marry? And why?
VS: Kill – The baddy in Eternal Circle – the third book in Sirius’ Wolves – but I can’t say his name!
Fuck – Blaze, Darric, and or Conner – any combination really.
Marry – see above.
Why – are you serious?? Three sexy powerful werewolves? Sheesh – you do ask silly questions.
JSC: Do you have any strange writing habits or superstitions?
VS: No, except liking to write early morning 4am ish
JSC: 9) Are you a plotter or a pantster?
VS: Bit of both
JSC: 10) What are you working on now, and when can we expect it?
VS: MM historical and no idea!
Sirius’ Wolves part three – September ish
Kiss of the Alpha – with Shannon West – end of this month.
Pure – Christmas (the date clue is in the title)
Blaze, the most powerful werewolf on the planet has found his omega, Aden. Together with Conner and Darric they finally become true mates, fulfilling an ancient prophecy by the goddess Sirius and forming Orion’s Circle. The battle against the terrorist group, the Winter Circle, has begun.
Blaze, however, is fighting his own battle. Aden is due to birth a child, and despite Blaze’s six hundred years of being an Alpha, nothing has prepared him for his hardest challenge yet — how to become a father. His struggles are hurting the people he loves the most and threatening their bond.
The madman who kidnapped and tortured Aden still hasn’t been caught, and when the worst happens and their circle is broken, Blaze has to fight his biggest threat yet – his own inner weakness – an enemy against which his Alpha strength will be useless. Blaze has to learn that true strength is only found in forgiveness, and sometimes the most powerful weapon is love.
Every scream was going to rip him in two. Blaze couldn’t bear to listen to this. “Do something,” he demanded imperiously of the doctor, and ran a hand through his hair so furiously he felt as if he were pulling it out.
“Alpha, there’s nothing I need to do at the moment. Aden is doing fantastic.” The doctor beamed at him.
“Such a good boy,” Conner murmured and clicked his tongue in comfort as he wrung the cool cloth out and blotted at the sweat on Aden’s forehead.
“He’s in pain, dammit.” Blaze was beside himself and getting ready to throttle the doctor. If he smiled at him one more time…
Blaze turned at the soft, breathy sound from Aden, and nearly elbowed Darric out of the way where he was seated on the other side of him. My beautiful boy. My Aden. “What? What is it, sweetheart? What can I do? Tell me.” Blaze searched the boy’s beautiful face, the pale skin and huge dark shadows under pain-filled eyes. Aden wasn’t strong enough for this, it should never have been allowed to happen. Not that they’d even known it was possible it could ever happen.
Aden blew out a deep, shuddering breath. “Please, please hold me.”
Hold him? Where? Blaze looked aghast at Aden’s hugely swollen stomach, so tight it looked like his skin was going to split. He dare not try and cuddle him; Aden had nearly punched him an hour ago when he’d tried. Okay. He hadn’t realized bending Aden forward in the middle of a contraction would hurt, but dammit, he had no clue. One second Aden wanted nothing more than to be held tightly and carried everywhere, the next, God help anyone who so much as looked at him like they would suggest he shouldn’t be walking on his swollen ankles. The last seven months had been a nightmare from start to finish. They had been so happy when they’d found their little omega, it made every one of their six hundred plus years on this earth completely worth it.
But was it that simple? Oh, no. Every damn time Blaze turned around, Aden was doing something stupid and putting himself in harm’s way again. And the more Aden’s pregnancy progressed, the worse it had got. He leaned forward to kiss Aden’s forehead, but Aden brought his arm around quickly as he writhed into another contraction, and he ended up socking Blaze on the cheek.
“Blaze, be careful,” Darric murmured, horrified.
“Be?” Blaze spluttered. Aden had hit him, not the other way around. Darric leaned over and started rubbing circles on Aden’s back, lifting his damp t-shirt, and Blaze retreated hurriedly to his previous position, wearing a hole in the carpet by pacing up and down.
Blaze stared with frustration out the window in the corner to see the position of the moon. Ten hours! Ten hours since Aden had got a funny look on his face as he’d got out of bed to go to the bathroom. Ten hours since Blaze had laughed because he thought Aden had peed himself. Ten hours since Aden had given him the first bruise on his arm for suggesting it. He thought it had sounded completely plausible; Aden hadn’t seemed to be able to go more than twenty minutes without peeing for the last month. Blaze glanced around all the smiling faces in the room despairingly. Why was it just him that felt this was going to be a complete disaster?
“How much longer, doctor?” Blaze tried desperately to keep the panic out of his voice.
The doctor rubbed his hands. “Aden’s doing fantastic. At the rate he’s dilating it shouldn’t be too much longer—”
“Before the baby’s born?” Blaze interrupted eagerly. Thank God. Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad, maybe he could do this, cope with this.
The doctor chuckled. “Once he’s fully dilated, we can really get this show on the road and he can start pushing.”
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Victoria Sue has loved books for as long as she can remember. Books were always what pocket money went on and what usually Father Christmas brought. When she ran out of her kids’ adventure stories, she would go raid her Mom’s. By the age of eight she was devouring classics like Little Women, and fell in love with love stories.
She’s still in love with them. Any size, any shape, any creature – love is love, no matter what it says on the box.
In fact if they don’t fit very neatly into any box she loves them even more!
She has a very patient husband and three wonderful children. In 2010 in search of adventure they all moved from the UK to the US and are happily settled in Florida.
In 2013 after reading love stories for so long she decided to write her own.