1. How has your journey in publishing been? Anything
you would or wouldn’t do again? I would do everything I have done, ten times
over. I am at a really great place in my writing career, and I am enjoying the
fun and excitement that the experiences have brought me! Sure I have felt the
sting of rejection, but I was made a better writer for it.
2. What are you working on right now? Can you tell
us about it? I am now knee-deep in edits for my new historical/paranormal
erotica, Hunger. It is a sequel to my previous novel, Ravenous. I also just
released a new short called, Cursed! My novels are very hot and steamy with 18+
rated sextreme writing. It is not your usual, by the numbers, erotica. The
reviews for my previous books have been very favorable and my editor so far for;
Hunger has been greatly positive!
3. What/Who inspired you to start writing? It was my
grandmother, my father’s mother. She had a deep love for the written word, and
she passed that on to me. She sat me down night after night and worked with me
and my reading. I was lagging behind the other children in class, and she knew
if I wanted to succeed in this world I had to read well. I overcame my delay
and am now an author.
4. How long have you been writing? I have been
writing for as long as I can remember. I was on the journalism staff in middle
school and high school. I was a member of the dead poet's society, and I have
won various awards since then for my short stories. Now I write full-length novels.
5. What advice would you give a new writer just
starting out? Never give up! Everyone gets rejection letters. Everyone. Do not think
you are alone in this. Just because one publisher doesn’t see your work,
working for them, it does not mean the next will also. Hold on to your hope and
passion, for if you give up the other publishers will sense that and pass on
you. Remember, you are selling them your ideas, and you want for them to foot
your publishing bill, sell yourself!!!
6. Are you a pantser or a plotter? I am a total
panster. I think of ideas or I see call submissions for various publishers, and
I sit down and I just start typing as quickly as I can. The characters tell me
what they need and where they should go. I hate plotting, because if I can’t
get there, I have frustration.
7. Who is your favorite author? Stephen King and
Julia Quinn
8. When did you first consider yourself a writer?
When my first novel was accepted and published. I wrote for sheer pleasure
before that. Now I write for pleasure and deadlines.
9. What is the hardest part about writing for you?
Finishing the story. I become close to these characters, and I hate to see
their story end.
10. Do you have a favorite character from your
books? If so, why and who? I love William from my newest novel, Hunger. He has
a tough history that makes it very hard for Rose to show him proper love.
However, when the man finally comes to his senses it is electric. I love
complicated characters that come out of their shell and show serious
development with the women they love. Plus, he is a two century year old, sexy
vampire that knows what a woman wants.
11. How many books have you written? Which is your
favorite? I have written five books thus far. By the end of next year, it will
be eight! I cannot choose just one. That's like asking me my favorite ice
cream. I cannot make a choice.
12. Do you do research for your books or does it all
come from your head? My novels are period based, so I have done a lot of
research for fashion, dialect, and location. Plus, the paranormal aspect added
a new development of research that was fun. Vampires, ghosts, witches,
warlocks, and time shifts always take an amazing amount of research!
13. What is your favorite colour? Red
14. What is your favorite food? Salad. I have to eat
romaine lettuce and spinach everyday!
15. What is your favorite smell? Baking cookies.
16. Do you have any strange habits? I have to have
ice water when I am writing. It is a must!
17. Where are you from? Do you still live there? If
not, what do you miss about it? I was born and raised in SLC, Utah, and I am
still here. Being an erotica novelist in what is considered a conservative
state, is interesting.
18. Ebook or print? And why? Both. I have and like
both. The convenience of an eBook is undeniable. However, there is something
about an actual book in your hands.
19. How do you keep your writing different from all
the others that write in this particular genre? I am a third person, multiple
POV writer. You do not see that an awful lot. Plus, I am a historical/
paranormal writer whom you rarely see. Most works are done contemporary with
erotica. I like the way historical sounds sophisticated, while the erotic
aspect is dirty as sin. It is a nice contrast.
20. What is one thing your readers would be most
surprised to learn about you? I am a normal person that loves the simple things
in life. I enjoy a cute movie with my son and a nice quiet evening in with my
husband. I am a very simplistic girl with easy tastes.
Author Bio
Aubrey Brown was born in Salt Lake City, Utah, and has had a
passion for writing for as long as she can remember. The first book she read,
outside of a school assignment, was a pilfered romance from her mother’s
collection. And she has been addicted to the written word ever since. She is
married to her high school sweetheart and has one incredible son. She started
writing to tell fabulous stories to those who want to read something different
from the average erotica. She is a firm believer there is a happily ever after
for anyone who has the courage and conviction to reach for it.
Titles
Ravenous by Aubrey Brown
Cursed by Aubrey Brown
Hunger by Aubrey Brown
Hunger
Synopsis
Rose Penelope Drake
has grown from a small child of ten to a woman of marrying age. She has her
mind set on marrying her father’s once immortal enemy and now best friend.
However, His Grace William Arthur Huntington the Duke of Edington, does not see
her as a woman, but still a child, and places her down, breaking her heart.
Wanting
to leave Halverson castle and create a new life for herself, she volunteers to
journey to London when her little sister is placed in harm’s way. With much debate,
her parents agree to a season among the ton.
However, when William hears of their plans, he is stunned, for Rose was still a
little girl. He is obviously overruled, and even worse is called upon to watch
over her.
Having
made a promise to Gabriel, William attends her coming out ball, and is stunned
to find her blossomed into the flower of her namesake. To his dismay, he discovers
himself attracted to the newly formed woman she has become, while she no longer
harbors a love for him. As a matter of fact, she treats him as the uncle he
previously claimed to be.
William attempts
to stay away from the temptation of her, but once he sees a marquise play for
her hand, he begins a seduction that cannot be denied. Much to his ire, Rose
denies her feelings and refuses his hand, even though he knows she hunger’s for
him. All the while, two dark forces have set their sights on ruining William
and Rose's eternal happiness, for William cannot live without her.
Will William convince Rose they must wed before
the villains tear them apart, or worse her father finds out about their rendezvous’?
Alternatively, will they forever remain in hunger?!
Hunger Adult Excerpt
He took her mouth
with force, such force
he
knew he should let up and give her
space, but
he wanted to erase the marquise
scent from her and
mark her as his own.
He did not have the answers of
why, but he knew it was elemental.
She moaned against his mouth and gave into his kiss.
His cock was ready
to
penetrate her cunt,
and
bring her to such a shattering climax that
she would never think of
seeing the other man again. He
would deal with Gabriel
later, but for now, he felt
his fate was sealed with
Rose.
His hands roamed her
delicious body as she writhed
against his. It was delightful
torture to have
so many clothes between them. He wanted to feel
her naked skin against his. It had been so long since
he had a woman, especially
one
so
tempting.
“I want to see you naked, writhing under
me,
as my cock penetrates your
wet pussy. I want to see your face reach orgasm and for you to cum all over my
penis. Please, Rose,
please.”
She must have been insane with lust, for she nodded
her head and captured his mouth yet
again. William moved
their bodies toward his
bed. He nipped
at her lip with his
fangs, as his
hands
quickly un-did the buttons at her
back.
It was taking too long for him, so he removed her clothing with a
thought. She
gasped as the
cool
air hit her warm skin. He
tugged
her body closer to his
body as
his
own clothes met the floor. It was animalistic. It
went beyond any
sexual
encounter he
had
ever had.
He looked down
at her
now naked form and groaned with pleasure. She was made
for coitus. Her body was built to ensure hours of enjoyment.
Her
breasts called his mouth, and so he set his lips
upon her to draw her
forth.
Her hands
immediately flew up to his hair as
she chanted, “William.
Oh, William. Please.”
She was so incoherent with lust
that she was willing to do anything he
bade
her to do. It
was pleasing to see she was such an
avid lover. She was curious
and innocent.
His preternatural
senses smelled her
cum
in the air, so
he placed his fingers
along her upper
thigh and felt moisture there.
She was hot, wet, and ready for
his cock. However, he wanted to make
her first time remarkable. So he
continued
to kiss her breasts as
she writhed beneath him. His cock was sandwiched
between her stomach and his belly.
It almost made him cum when she
rotated her hips against him.
“Rose, please, slow down, or we will be over before we
have
started.”
“William, please,
I am hungry for
something.
I need you to fill me. I want your massive cock
inside
of
my slit. Please take me, William.”
The words
snapped
his
better judgment. However,
he
moved his mouth
from
her breast to her pussy.
He spread her lips to reveal a
glistening clitoris, which looked delicious.
He growled
at her spicy scent.
He leaned in and licked her curls. She then bucked her hips, and cried out. He in turn held her hips in place with his hands and
set his mouth and tongue to her
cunt. His eyes closed
in ecstasy as he
tasted her on his tongue. Careful
not to scrape his
fangs
against her, he set
to suckling and licking her into a frenzy that
gave her an incredible orgasm.
He suckled her clitoris until she was spent beneath his tongue.
He looked
up and saw her smiling
in sated splendor. He moved up her
body to bring his lips to hers, so she could taste her
orgasm upon his
lips.
She was moaning deeply as her
fires seemed to come back to life under
his caress. He stoked the blaze within her, and just
before she
came once
again,
he slid his cock into her
warm, wet, and hot pussy,
and groaned. She was so
tight, that he had to stop himself
from impaling her.
He gritted his teeth against the
incredible feeling she gave him.
“Are you all
right, William?” she asked.
He opened his
eyes
long enough to nod. “Are you all right?”
“I am, however,
you are
going much
to
slow, please,” she
ended with a plea.
He could no longer
deny
himself the warmth of
her pussy, which felt
as tight as a
glove that
was two sizes too small.
He rushed
forward and heard
her gasp. He stopped
and looked
deeply into her eyes
and
saw a small tear escape the corner.
“I am sorry, Rose. It will not hurt
again,” he promised.
She rotated her hips
under his
bringing forth
a curse from his mouth and a movement of his
hips.
He withdrew from her and plunged
forward again. He
felt her pleasure
in the air. He could smell
the blood from the tearing of
her hymen. It was an intoxicating combination, which set his hips to pumping in and out of her.
He knew she was an innocent,
but she was an avid student and
moved her hips along with his.
She was making him crazy, so he said, “Sweeting, sweeting, come
for me.”
He moved his
hand
to her pussy
and opened her up to find her swollen
clitoris and massaged his
thumb upon her.
He felt her shudder
as her orgasm started.
He pumped into her twice more to find her cunt
finally contract around his
cock, bathing him in
her sweet cum. That was the moment when
he lost control and pumped all
of himself into her.
He almost fainted from the pleasure she gave him. He had never felt like this
before
in his life. It was as
if he had been waiting for
a moment like this since he was
crossed. His vision came back
into focus and found he
had
no urge to feed from her, that
his orgasm was
enough.
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