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I always felt like I could do something more than just read. Finally, I have found both a creative outlet and a chance to do something meaningful with my reading. This blog was created in appreciation of and tribute to all of the authors who have brought me joy through their books. These reviews are my way of giving back to authors and providing recognition for the hard work that each one completes every day!

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Interview & GIVEAWAY with author Chastity Bush

Interview & GIVEAWAY with author Chastity Bush

Hello everyone! Today I have the pleasure of having Ms. Chastity Bush on the blog. I first came across one of Ms. Bush’s books reviewing for Just Erotic Romance Reviews (JERR). The book was titled KILLER KISSES and I found it to be an enjoyable read. It is a great way to pass a couple of hours. As a novella, this would be one you guys just might want to check out. *wink*

But today we are here to interview Ms. Bush, get to know a little more about her that many of you probably don’t know, and find out about another great book! Sound good? I thought so! So let’s get on with it! Please allow me to introduce to you all:



Chastity Bush is the author of several romance novels known for their spicy romance, suspense and humorous edge. When not hard at work on her next novel you can find her spending time with her husband and their two daughters. She loves to hear from her readers and personally answers all email she receives.
You can find Ms. Bush in the following places:


How has your life changed since becoming published?
It really hasn’t. I take care of my family, and write when I have time. I love writing as much today, as I did the day I started.

Isn’t it great to be able to do something you love so much? What is your typical day like?
It’s a little busy, of course. J Take kids to school, run errands, promo, check sales, answer email, answer blog posts and interviews. Do a little house work, get some writing in, pick up the kiddos, and cook dinner. The evening is spent with my family.

The glamorous life of a published author, yes? *whispers* That sounds suspiciously familiar to me. *wink* Tell us a little about your current release, RELUCTANT ANGEL.
RELUCTANT ANGEL is a story about an angel who just isn’t ready to be an angel. She yearns to be alive, and thanks to her angel/warrior status, she’s granted the opportunity to win an entirely new soul, IF she can save one human. But, her human is more than a hand full. He’s a suicidal mercenary, who she just happens to fall in love with despite the ‘hands off humans’ policy. Here’s a little blurb.

An angel desperate for a second chance…

When a tragic accident takes the life of Killian Samms, she enters the one place she never thought she’d see. Heaven… or something like it.
Desperate for a second chance at life, Killian’s willing to do whatever it takes to regain her human life, including falling to Earth and facing the Destroyer.
If she can defeat The Destroyer, a creature who awakens once ever century to take the souls of as many people possible for power, she’ll earn any one of the countless souls he’s harvested over the years, including an immortal one.
But there's a catch, in order for her to be sent on this mission, she has to agree to help Chase Crawford- a mercenary who’s in desperate need of saving- see that his life is still worth living. However, she never expected to fall for the ruggedly handsome soldier of fortune.
Now, not only does Killian have eight days to find, face, and defeat The Destroyer in order to stay on Earth, she has to do it while fighting her growing feelings for the man she’s vowed to save, or lose him forever.

Couldn’t be more ill-suited for eachother … but then those are usually the best stories, right? I’m intrigued! How do you keep in contact with your readers?
I’m very active on the social networks, Twitter, Facebook, goodreads, pinterest, and of course email. I love to hear from readers and try to answer them as soon as possible.

I included the links above with your bio for those who would like to find you. What is your favorite thing about this book?
It’s a bit darker than my other books. And it’s a bit sexier in some places, than I’m used to writing, but I absolutely love the way it turned out.

Dark and sexy works for me! *nods* What’s next for Chastity Bush?
I’m working on a new book titled MELODY MASSACRE TO THE RESCUE. It’s a Sex And The City meets Underworld type of story. I’m having a load of fun writing this one. Here’s a sneak peek!

I’m Melody Massacre. Yes, you read that right, Massacre.
Five years ago I joined an elite team of agents known as the Immortal Eradicating Unit. My plan? Become one lean, mean crime-fighting machine. But in reality, I’m small, slightly pudgy, a bit sarcastic, and a little on the nerdy side… okay, a lot on the nerdy side.
Three days ago, I was named lead investigator on a case that just gets weirder as days go by. Someone’s killing truckers and leaving their charred bodies at truck stops across the country.
But that’s not the worst of my worries. (Yeah, it gets worse.)
I was given a new partner. Agent Bennett McClain or, Agent Hottie, as I’ve dubbed him. He has a wicked sense of humor, intelligence, and his looks are so hot a girl could find her panties melting in his presence. None of which are a good thing since I have a job to do and getting involved with my new partner isn’t the best idea.
Now, I have to discover who’s killing the truckers and why, while keeping my hands off the mancandy at my side.
I can do it. It can’t be that hard, right?
Oh gawd, Agent Hottie’s headed this way, and he smells so good…

I am digging the Underworld component. The Sex and the City component has me curious. *runs to add it to the TBR list* How do you celebrate when you finish a novel?
I take an entire week to do nothing but read. Just let my mind relax and enjoy someone else’s stories for a while.

I can relate to that! Nothing like reading and escaping into another world! What are you reading now? Any favorites you tend to go back to?
I’m currently reading Gemma Halliday’s High Heels series. I’m really loving it.  I’m currently on Mayhem in High Heels. Very fun read.

As for a favorite I always go back to? There are two. One is Highland Sinner by Hannah Howell and the other is Dark Desires After Dark by Kresley Cole. I love how their books take you to an entirely different world.

Good to know. I have a couple of Ms. Halliday’s and of course Howell and Cole are on my bookshelves but have yet to start them. Why oh why can’t time freeze whenever I am reading so I can get more read? *cries* Any advice you’d like to share for aspiring writers?
Don’t write for money. If you write with the idea of becoming rich and famous, you’re in for a terrible surprise. Write because you love it, not for the pay.

Oh! That’s a new one. I LOVE it! Tell us one thing that readers wouldn’t know about you.
I’m terribly sarcastic.

Huh? A writer that is sarcastic? Say it isn’t so! *grins* What is one thing you know now that you wish you had known when you first started writing?
That there are just as many con’s in the writing world as there are in the rest of the world. I wish I’d have known to be careful and research whom I submitted my work to before I got swindled. I’m still kicking myself, and fighting to get the rights to my first book back.

Sad, but true. I have a couple of published friends who have the same problem. It is disheartening to me that things like this happen and especially to an author with his or her own work. Do you have any other hobbies or interests besides writing?
I love to bake. I bake almost anything. And shoes. I can’t seem to have enough shoes!

Baking! Speaking of which I will be doing today. My oldest turns 15! Yikes! And the holidays are fast approaching. My mouth is already watering over the smells the will be filling the house. Dang it! Now I need to make some cookies or something. Perhaps I should add a recipe segment to the blog … *drifts off in thought* Opposites: 1 thing that never fails to make you happy and one thing that never fails to make you see red.
Happy: When my hubby and kids tease me. It’s all in fun and I love to see the smiles on their faces.

See red: Neglectful parents. When I see kids as young as 5-6 years old running wild all of at the mall or grocery store, it drives me crazy. There are so many things that could happen to these children, and their parents appear not to care at all.

Word! Boxers or briefs?
Briefs. J

M&M’s or Skittles?

Long hair or short hair on a guy?
Hmmm… I think it all depends. I like both, really.

Exactly! Favorite midnight snack?
Ben & Jerrys Chunky Monkey Ice Cream

Yes. Eeessss gooooood! Are you an introvert or an extrovert?
Intorvert. Total introvert.

Here here! Do you have any phobias or fears?
I think a list of things I’m not afraid of would be shorter, but here’s a few things that freak me out.

Spiders. Elevators. Clowns. Strangers. Those little red/gold June bugs, and the list goes on and on.

Spiders and bugs! I am so there with you! And clowns were cool until I saw IT. *shudders* Are you a night person or morning person?
Night person. I’m horrible in the mornings.

Random Thought:
Why is it a ‘near miss’? I mean, they either missed, or they didn’t, right?  Goofy thing to ask, but I’ve always wondered that.

I know, right? Good question! That interview was a lot of fun! Ms. Bush has included a fabulous excerpt of her latest release RELUCTANT ANGEL. Be sure to read it all – not only will you be glad you did, you just might find a special surprise for one lucky commenter.


(blurb included within interview)

(Warning: HOT!)
(*interrupts* I’d like to see your HOT warning and raise
it to a GOOD LAWD!)

Killian watched as Chase stood and paced to the center of the camp where he stirred the fire angrily. His vowing to protect her from the creature was something she couldn’t allow.
If she hadn’t accomplished her task with Chase by the time she faced the creature, she couldn’t stand by and watch as the Destroyer killed Chase. That’s exactly what would happen. She hated to admit it; it was dangerously wrong, but she felt a growing level of protectiveness toward Chase.
Once she set him back on the proper path, he would be zapped back into his life, away from the island, and away from her. They might run into each other someday, when she got her life back, but they wouldn’t remember each other. That too, was against the rules.
Standing, Killian leaned her hips against the tree she’d been sitting against, crossing her arms over her chest.
“I was sent to save you.”
Chase stalked toward her. Stopping within inches, he towered over her. His size filled her vision and overwhelmed her senses as he peered down at her. He was trying to intimidate her with his monstrous physique, but he didn’t scare her. His closeness had quite the opposite effect, and she fought the urge to squeeze her legs together to relieve the hot ache building there.
“Save me?” he scoffed, leaning closer to her face. His breath wisped over her mouth. The scent of mint tickled her nose. “From who?” he challenged through clenched teeth.
She felt his anger as it rolled off him like molten lava, hot and greedy as it spilled from his veins in a rush, yet she couldn’t bring herself to fear him.
Their faces hovered a mere breath apart. His lips looked so inviting. So tempting. The need to feel them pressed against hers surged within her.
Swallowing thickly, she fought to keep her voice clear of the aroused quaver his strength invoked in her. “From yourself.”
His expression shifted, changing to one of disbelief mixed with anger.
“You think you can save me from myself?”
His lips moved closer to hers as she studied him studying her.
Then she saw it. The moment he lost control, tossing it to the wind to be scattered haphazardly like dandelion seeds across an open plain. His eyes blazed darker than usual, tiny glints of gold mixed with rich, liquid chocolate. A muscle in his jaw ticked.
He reached up and grabbed her nape roughly in his large, hot palm. “That’s all well and good, angel, but who’s going to save you from me?”
In a flash, Chase pulled her head to him and met her lips in a heated, harsh kiss.
Killian shivered as white-hot arousal zipped through her like a bolt of lightning streaking across the open night sky. Hot and aching, it raced through her blood before settling heavily between her thighs.
Chase lowered his hands and gripped her ass, lifted her, stepped between her legs, and pinned her to the tree with his body.
As his tongue swept the depths of her mouth, she couldn’t contain the moan escaping her throat. She’d ached for this closeness, this contact, for so long the emotion swept over her with a startling fierceness.
Gripping his shoulders, she pulled him closer against her and wrapped her legs around his waist. No matter what she did, she couldn’t get close enough to him. Subtly he ground his obvious arousal against her hot, aching center.
For so long she’d ignored these urges, but with just one kiss from a stranger she was on the verge of throwing away everything she’d worked so hard for. No matter how desperately she tried, she couldn’t seem to stop herself. Her mind demanded that she control herself, but her body ignored the command.
Breaking the kiss, she twisted her head to the side. “We should stop,” she protested weakly, but her voice sounded unconvincing even to her as she roamed her hands over his broad shoulders, anchoring him against her in contradiction to her words.
Chase lowered his mouth to her neck and nipped playfully at the sensitive skin there before raising his mouth to gently suckle her earlobe. “What we should do, and what we want to do are two different things.”
Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back as he cupped one aching breast in his palm before taking her hardened nipple between his fingers to tug playfully. He thrust between her legs again.
She gasped with pleasure.
“And what is it you want to do?”
Twining one hand tightly into her thick, black hair, Chase forced her to look at him as he continued his gentle but firm thrusting between her legs. Even through her pants she felt the heat of his body, so hot, so masculine, so demanding.
“What do I want?” he asked huskily. His thick, sweet voice enveloped her, sticking to every inch of her like melted taffy.
“I want to rip your clothing off, press you against this tree, and fuck you until you scream my name.”
His harsh description sent a heated chill sliding through her as the image of him doing just that filled her arousal-fogged mind.
His hard, tanned body, pumping into hers as he brought her to an exquisite release, releasing a scream from her throat before he joined her in the same bliss.
Heat flooded her cheeks at the lascivious idea. He lowered her feet to the ground, then spun her around to face the tree. His hand still twined in her hair, he pressed her against the trunk and kicked her ankles apart. Stepping between her legs from behind, he thrust against her. She gasped as his hand crept down the front of her body to cup her womanhood in his palm. Even through the cloth, she felt the heat of his hand against her sensitive flesh.
“Then, I would turn you around and take you just like this, until you were so weak from pleasure your knees shook and nothing but my cock held you up.”
Sliding his other hand under the hem of her shirt, he slid her breast free of its confines and caressed her bare nipple.
“But we can’t,” she said quietly. “It’s against the rules.”
Her breath caught in her throat as Chase slid the hand cupping her sex into the front of her pants. When he’d unfastened them, she didn’t know; she was too caught up, too lost on a torrent of pleasure.
“Aren’t rules made to be broken?” he whispered against the back of her neck.
A strangled moan caught in her throat as Chase slid his fingers into her panties, to slip hotly against her naked flesh.
“So hot, so wet,” he said huskily against her ear as one long finger entered her. “So ready for me, but it’s against the rules, you say.”
She was already close to her release; just his subtle thrusting against her while teasing her breasts was enough to bring her right to the edge of oblivion. The pressure his fingers built inside her, combined with the gentle, openmouthed kisses against her neck, was more than she could bear. Even the gentle tug of her hair as he held it in his fist sent a shudder of need through her.
“But this”—Chase pressed even deeper into her—“isn’t against the rules, is it?” He forced her face around to meet his for a kiss.
Breaking the kiss, he gazed into her eyes. “This is only releasing a little tension,” he murmured against her mouth. Pressing his fingers deep once again, her desire exploded and she screamed as her climax rocketed through her.
Chase held her between his body and the roughness of the tree, stroking her hair, kissing her neck, her shoulders, as she quaked with wave after endless wave of pleasure. She’d never felt such bone-deep satisfaction, even when alive. The need to have Chase lodged deep within melted over her.
Smoothly he withdrew his fingers and straightened her clothing. The hardness of his manhood pressed insistently against her. If she were to try to give him the same pleasure, would he allow it? As he stepped away, Killian turned to face him. She frowned, not only from the loss of his warm, strong body against hers, but at the shameful expression marring his beautiful features.
“It’s getting late,” he interrupted gruffly. “You’d better get some sleep if you still plan to head out early in the morning. I’d better gather some more firewood.”
Looking at the small pile he’d gathered when they’d first arrived, she sighed.
He disappeared into the darkness.
Killian hurried to her sleeping bag, settled herself on her side, and tried to forget what just occured. But try as she might, she couldn’t. No matter how badly she wanted to be with Chase, it was impossible. There was no way she could let herself get tangled into a web of seduction with him. She came here to give him his life back, not ruin it further. How could she have let let this happen?
Breathing deeply, she fought to get her raging arousal and confusion under control. As an angel, she’d never been left in the dark, had never been left questioning a mission or a feeling. Unlike now, where she was forced to act as a human, she always knew what she was doing was right.
“Twenty-four hours in, and you’re already lusting after your human,” she muttered to herself with a disgusted shake of her head.
She snuggled deeper into the security of her sleeping bag, and let her mind wander. What exactly was in store for Chase? Mick told her there was something special in store for the man, but what that something was, he wouldn’t say what. That, more than anything, rankled. Why couldn’t they trust her with that piece of information? She hated to admit it, but the fact they didn’t trust her with that information cut her deeply.
Killian squeezed her eyes shut and fought desperately to push the interlude with Chase from her mind. She could still feel the gentle slide of his fingers against her, within her. Squeezing her legs together, she tried to ignore the indescribable need lodged in her center, but the ache had taken up permanent residence, and she feared it wasn’t leaving anytime soon. At least not until it got what it wanted.
Moments later, a hard body joined her.
She jerked with surprise.
“Easy. It’s only me.”
She relaxed.
Chase wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back against his chest. Slowly, she turned to apologize for what she’d allowed to transpire.
“Go to sleep, Killian.”
His tone held no room for argument, and she decided it best to leave him to his thoughts. She certainly needed more time, because no matter what she told herself, or what she wanted to tell him, she knew without a doubt what they shared in the heat of the moment against that tree wouldn’t be the last time.
She closed her eyes and relaxed against him, then finally drifted into the arms of unconsciousness.

Good! Lawd! *fans self* Yep! Definitely reading this one! And I have some great news for one of you … Ms. Bush has generously offered to giveaway one of her eBooks to one lucky commenter. And it is winner’s choice! Weeeeee! All you have to do is fill out the Rafflecopter form and answer Ms. Bush’s question. The other entries are completely optional. Easy! So get to entering!

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I want to thank Ms. Bush for being here with us today and providing such an awesome interview. I hope you all enjoyed getting to know more about Ms. Bush and her latest release. I had a great time and would love to see Ms. Bush back on the blog in the future. Thanks very much for spending some time with us today everyone!

And until next time …


  1. Thanks so much for having me here today, Kendra! It was a total load of fun! You rock! :)

    1. What an awesome compliment! Thank you very much! And anytime. Please feel free to visit with us anytime! :)

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    1. Thanks very much for the compliment, Book. And thanks also for spending some time with us today. Best of luck to you in the contest. :)


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