Monday, July 15, 2013

Welcome Debut Author Lisa M. Owens! #IfOnly

Welcome Guest Author
Lisa M. Owens
to the blog!
See below for her giveaway!

Welcome!  Please share a little about yourself, your genres, any other pen names you use.

Hi Laura and thank you so much for having me! I am a new author, writing under the name Lisa M. Owens and I write contemporary romance. Hopefully, this is the first book of many!

Of course it will be! *grins* Tell us a little about your latest or upcoming release.

My current release is about a woman who gets the second chance that most of us could only dream of. She gets the chance to go back and correct her greatest mistake. I think we all have that one mistake, that one choice we made that we can never take back.

But what if you could?

Would you risk changing your past to build a better future?

Awesome! Which character is your favorite and why?

Without a doubt, Bree. She makes an amazing transformation over the course of this book. To me, she is like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon. When she was with her abusive ex-husband, she was kept under his thumb, she was completely at his mercy and she was a timid, indecisive woman who had never known the world outside her husband’s control.

The Bree in Scott’s arms is a warm, vibrant woman who is confident enough to tell her husband where to stick it when needed. She slowly begins to lose her fear of men and is awakened both emotionally and sexually in her former fiance’s arms. She learns what the true meaning of love really is.

As the author, what surprised you about this story?

It was a surprise to me that it was ever completed. It started out by being just a few random thoughts printed onto a pad of paper. Before I knew it, I had over two pages of notes. That night, I started hashing out the first chapter. I never expected to complete it, much less get it published. But now looking back, I realize that for me, it was a story that desperately needed to be told.

That’s wonderful! Will there be any sequels or other books in the same series?

I am currently working on the second novel of this series. I plan on there being five books in my If Only series, all about women who get the second chances they have always wished for. My current book in the series is about a woman who married for love instead of for money. Fourteen years later, she wonders if she made the right decision.

That’s a great idea for a series! What was the hardest thing for you about writing this story?

The brief flashes of domestic abuse. I am a former victim of domestic violence myself, so what I wrote triggered memories that I had long ago tried to bury. But in the long run, I am hoping that this book will help to give someone the courage they need to leave an abusive relationship. And it was a therapeutic experience for me, as well.

That’s amazing, Lisa, truly. What are you working on right now?

I currently have two works in progress. One is the book that I mentioned above, the second in this series. And the other is the story about a Marine who returns home wounded after fighting in Afghanistan to realize that his wife has left him. He soon finds love in the most unlikely of places.

What happened to the first book you ever wrote?

I still have it, although it isn’t completed. I started it over ten years ago and although the storyline is good, it needs some serious work. I would like to eventually finish it and try to get it published.

Good luck! What do you find easiest and hardest to write?

The easiest for me would have to be the playful interaction between my hero and heroine. The love, the affection, the teasing, the bantering. Scenes like that seemed to flow easily for me. The hardest for me are the angry, physical scenes. Scenes were the men are violent or the hero gets physical with another man. For some reason, it is difficult for me as a writer to get the anger I need for those scenes. As a woman, it is challenging to know what goes through a man’s mind and the anger he feels when he is punching someone or invading another man’s space.

Is there a theme or message that runs through your work?

That love isn’t supposed to make you weak, it isn’t about someone else overpowering you or controlling you. Real love is about two people who are stronger when they are together than they are when they’re apart.

I like to write about strong, stubbornly independent women and the strong, even more stubborn men who love them.

That’s wonderful! What would your readers be surprised to learn about you?

I collect angels. And teddy bears. Weird combination, I know!

Okay, now, just for fun:

Milk chocolate or dark chocolate?  Milk chocolate

Salty or sweet? Sweet…preferably chocolate!! My name is Lisa and I am a chocoholic…

Bed or kitchen table? (Clears throat) Dare I ask for what? If you are asking where I would rather sleep, I would say in a bed. If you are asking where I would like to try having sex, I would say the kitchen table. (Blushes crimson)

Beach or mountains? Beach…the sound of waves lapping against the shore. A margarita in my hand. Grains of sand between my toes. Sorry, I forgot where I was there for a minute.

Give or receive? Give.

What would you do if you had the opportunity to go back and relive your greatest mistake?

 Five years ago, Bree Sexton walked out on her fiancé and into the arms of a charming and handsome stranger. She has regretted her decision ever since. Instead of a fairy-tale marriage, her "prince" shattered her dreams and her spirit with physical violence and emotional cruelty she barely escaped.

 She then mysteriously wakes up in bed with the fiancé she loved and left, the life she's dreamed of now a reality, until her cruel ex-husband reappears to destroy her new life. But what is real, and what is make-believe? Is she really getting the chance she has always dreamed of? And when it is all said and done, will she finally end up with the man she has always regretted leaving? Or will she wake up to discover herself alone?

Bree stood there for a minute, watching as he walked out of her life. She couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if she had married Scott instead of Bryan. How would her life have been different? Would she have had children by now? Would she and Scott still be together, after all this time? Those thoughts and more weighed heavily on her mind as she headed out of the bar. It had begun to snow, and she wrapped her coat even tighter around her slender frame. She looked around, but there was no one to be found. She couldn’t help herself; she stuck out her tongue, a childish impulse she couldn’t ignore, and then laughed out loud in spite of herself.

She looked both ways before attempting to cross the street. Not seeing any cars, she began to make her way across. Bree was walking cautiously when one of her high heels slipped on a patch of ice. She could feel herself falling, and her breathing quickened as she began to panic, wishing she had waited for her friends before venturing off on her own. One shoe flew off as she landed, her head striking the curb. A sharp pain racked through the back of her skull, causing her to cry out. The last thing she saw was Scott’s face swimming before her eyes, and then her world went black.

Bree awoke to a man nipping gently on her earlobe, his tongue stroking the delicate curves. His hot breath blew into her ear, sending shivers up and down her spine. She slowly opened her eyes as a man’s hand stroked her upper thigh, and she sighed happily.
Ooh, I must be dreaming. And it was such a delicious dream, too.

The man’s hand traveled up her thigh and then encircled her flat stomach. Out of the corner of her eyes, Bree could see a dark head pressing against her abdomen. Then she shivered as a tongue laved her belly button, going in and out erotically, making her feel as though her body was on fire. Bryan had never made her feel like this, and she hadn’t even looked yet to see who this stranger was! But she was only dreaming, so what difference did it make?

His hand continued traveling north, lovingly caressing her skin. He reached for her aching breasts, pressing her nipples roughly before he lowered his mouth to suckle them, first one, and then the other. Bree arched in anxious response to his touch. She longed to see his face, but she feared one look would make his magical touch disappear.

She ached all over, wanted his hands to caress her everywhere, and she longed to touch him. She opened her legs as he straddled her. His hair brushed her naked chest as he began kissing her. His tongue was driving her crazy with desire as he placed tender kisses along her neckline. He brushed her hair aside.

His morning stubble stung her delicate skin, but she hungered for more. Just one more touch, just one more taste, and she would awaken from this wonderful dream and find herself in bed, all alone.

“Oh, Bree, baby. What you do to me,” he whispered, his voice husky.

That voice jerked her back to the present. The voice had haunted her dreams for years. The voice of the man she just couldn’t seem to get over. “Scott,” she whispered.

Where can we find you on the web?

Buy If Only at Amazon | B&N | Publisher Website


Did you have a favorite line from the excerpt? Two commenters who leave their email address will win an ebook of If Only. Contest goes through midnight EST Sunday, 7/21. Open to international. Good luck!
Thanks for reading! Now leave Lisa some debut release comment love!


Lindsey V. said...

Thank you so much for the post and giveaway! I'd so love to read If Only, so fingers crossed. It sounds so good! :-)

Best Wishes,
Lindsey V.

Laura Kaye said...

Thanks for kicking off the comments, Lindsey!

Lisa M. Owens said...

Thanks for reading my interview, Lindsey. And good luck!

Tif Hassett said...

Congrats on the new release! Sounds interesting.

Mary Preston said...

It was a great excerpt all round, but I particularly liked this line:

"His morning stubble stung her delicate skin, but she hungered for more."


Lisa M. Owens said...

Thank you, Mary. And good luck!

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