INTERVIEW FROM THE CRYPT
Once again the doors to The Crypt creak as they open slowly to allow yet another unsuspecting soul deep inside and today's willing victim, I mean visitor, is the extremely talented and prolific Cassandre Dayne.
First of all I would
just like to say welcome to The Crypt Cassandre and thank you for stopping by today.
So Cass why don’t
you introduce yourself to my creatures of the night and tell us a little about
yourself.
I’m Cassandre Dayne –
I write highly erotic pieces that include everything from ménage to BDSM, toys
to sex clubs and while most have at least a happy for now ending – they’re
getting grittier as I go along. I also consider myself a wicked girl.
When did you first
begin to write? Was there a specific moment or did something happen to make you
think ‘I could be a writer’?
I have written since I
was a kid and I mean like six and wrote 18 books before I was 14 and yes tried
to get one published but… just picked it up about three years ago again and it
burns within me.
What are you currently
working on?
Would you mind giving
the readers a quick synopsis in 100 words or less? I am working on one too many
things but right at this moment Blue Fire – Domination which is the second in
the Fire trilogy about a male human cop and Russian vampire who must work
together to solve horrific murders and the cop is also learning that not only
does he hunger for the first time for a man but crave succumbing completely to
the vampire’s domination. It’s a highly kinky book about BDSM and torture and
isn’t for the faint of heart.
Where do you draw your
inspiration for your stories, characters and settings?
Everything and
anything – I often tell people to tempt me. I can write erotic about ANYTHING
period.
Is there one
particular genre you prefer writing in and is there a genre you would never
attempt and if so why?
I love all genres in
truth including paranormal, crime, comedy and write in all of those. I don’t
think I’d be very good at YA but would love to try.
If you weren’t a
writer/ couldn’t write anymore what would you do?
I’d be a vet because I
love animals so much.
If you could become a
member of the opposite sex for 24 hours what would be the first thing you would
do?
He he – seduce a
woman.
Which fantasy
creature/being do you like the most?
Without a doubt
vampire – always have since I was a kid and watched Dark Shadows and YES I’m
telling my age here.
If you could be your
favourite fantasy figure what would be the first thing you would do?
I would track down a
hunky man and seduce him into mortality by using every aspect of my humanity
and my monster.
What scares you the
most?
Losing my pups.
Favourite film?
I have several from
Raiders of the Lost Ark to every vampire movie including Lost Boys.
Worst film you have
ever seen?
Striptease
Favourite book?
Don’t have a favourite
– too many I enjoy
When you go shopping
what is the one thing that you always HAVE to buy?
You don’t have this in
England but we have a lovely lingerie shop called Victoria’s Secret and I do
indulge in buying sexy nighties and lacy underwear.
Going back to
favourite film write an erotic scene featuring the main characters in 100 words
or less.
You know what – just
thinking about Harrison Ford give me the goosebumps and it truth I think that’s
where I get the notion of say a whip… I’m just going to allow the ladies to
imagine him naked, wearing only the hat and carrying that big bullwhip of his… evil
grin
And finally, just for
a light hearted end to the interview.
What words would you
want etched on your tombstone ?
Bodacious bitch who had
a kinky and playful side
Thank you for joining
me today and I would like to wish you all the best in future endeavours.
Have you got a small synopsis and excerpt you would care to share with my creatures of the night?
I’ll do Red Fire for
you
RED FIRE –SURRENDER
Jax
Steele was a haunted man. A Detective by trade, damning visions of a wretched
event had taken not only his soul but also the family he loved dearly. Living a
shadowed life, he accepted every wretched case given with a vengeance,
determined to right the wrongs of his horrible past. When young men began
showing up slaughtered like animals, the nightmares began all over again
pulling him into his own private hell. All clues led to an elusive erotic
artist of Russian decent who enjoyed the dark arts of BDSM and Jax believed
he’d found his killer, yet intense hungers buried deep within were awakened and
he wanted nothing more than to become Aleks’ student.
Aleksandr
Vasiliev carried dark secrets of his own. A monster to some, the vampire had
forsaken his past and the family regime in search of a new life away from
murdering humans. Unfortunately his previous subjects turned up gutted and he
was the only suspect. As Jax and Aleks forged a bond to try and find the
murderer, each suspected something that neither could control. As the power of
domination and control swirled around their relationship, Jax was forced to
face not only his ugly past but also hungers that burned deep in his soul.
Betrayed, Aleks was determined to save Jax, his true mate but powerful vampires
from his past threatened not only his lover but the entire human race. In a
race against time, few would survive.
EXCERPT
An
anguished scream was jerked to an instant termination with one move as the
strangled echo ebbed through the narrow space. In a single flash the
fresh-faced boy was changed forever, never to know or understand the true
meaning of love or life, his last moments on earth filled with horror. The
scintillating thought was a bit too profound on that bleak summer morning.
“Ah…what I wouldn’t give for some additional playtime dear boy. You have all
the makings of a true submissive.” Growling, the lithe body was dropped and hit
the floor with a tremendous thud.
There was no way to adequately describe
the sheer intensity of taking someone’s life into your hands. Caressing and
kneading, loving and then carving out the heart, reaching deep inside the
gaping hole, the victim still so very much alive and so utterly terrified. The
incredible joy of watching as the pulse of life throbs wildly and the luscious
human tries to understand the ramifications of your deadly actions was a thing
of beauty. Perhaps the most delicious moment of all was when their haunted eyes
followed every move, dancing across your face in a heated war of life and
death, their mind filled with the images of raging terror. And then just as the
hint of life ebbs from the dimming eyes, you reach in, scoop out the bloody
tissue with your hands, gathering the pulsing muscle, warm and tender and so
delectable. Tasty. And there is
nothing better than savoring the ripe, heated and dark red blood as it gushes
across your hand, dripping onto the hard…cold…floor. The aroma pungent yet
sweet captivates your very being and stills the chilled blood racing through
your system. “Mmmm…” As the killer squatted, relishing in the memory of so
many, the boy, perhaps almost a man lay twitching. Dying.
The killer was happy, no beyond happy. The
intense feeling was a rapture of lust. Chuckling, the sound bounced off the
walls in the tiny apartment as the pulsing reverberations of the street
filtered around them. It was not dawn yet but soon enough which would mean too
many prying and curious eyes and there was still work to be done. Revenge was
sweet.
The knife, a remnant from the past, was
still embedded more for viewing pleasure than anything else but the effect had
been instantaneous. Jazzed beyond belief, the killer laughed, reached down and
slathered long fingers into the pool of blood, guiding the crimson soaked tips
into a hungry mouth, savoring the rich copper flavor of the golden haired boy.
Too much had happened to ever be denied again the pleasures that life could
offer. “You have no idea just how delicious you taste, boy. If I weren’t in a
hurry I’d ravish every part of your body.” The snack was indeed overpowering in
its rich heritage and succulent flavor. The whispers of people coming and going
and beginning their wretched days forced a look out the window. How many more
would be enjoyed? The thought and the number was staggering indeed and then
again fulfilling.
FIND ME AT:
Email: cassandre@cassandredayne.com
NAUGHTY NIGHTS AUTHOR PAGE
So until I, once again, need to feed this is Julez S Morbius saying keep your necks clean, you never know when I will come calling.
T.T.F.N.
5 comments:
Excellent interview and Cass you got me with the Harrison Ford image ;-) mmmm
Thank you for having me to bite my creature of the night purr
xxx
You were a most welcome snack gorgeous one, and you're welcome back anytime, for anything.
Love your interview, especially Harrison Ford naked except hat and whip. I have two hats like his since the 1980's, only don't look as hot as he.
Another great interview! I enjoyed the excerpt Cassandra and Julez, you ask awesome questions!
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