Today I have one of the lovely Beachwalk Press Babes hanging out with me today! Miss Samantha Darling is promoting her new release Revenge in Rio!Calculated revenge, unexpected passion…
Business magnate Luca Venancio is returning to Rio to pay his respects to his late brother, and to seduce his once fiancée, Daniella, back into his bed. Five years ago she left him without so much as a word, shunning him and the rich life he could offer in exchange for his younger, reckless brother. Now Luca wants revenge—seduce her and dump her, that's all he intends to do.
Blackmailed into a violent farce of a marriage, Daniella had no choice but to comply to protect Luca's life, even though it meant never being able to see him again. Years later, a twist of fate reunites them, throwing her plans of fleeing Rio out of the window and the love of her life straight back in.
Luca's flawless plan soon becomes complicated when he discovers Daniella is expecting his brother's child. It becomes even more complicated when old passions return. Can he actually go through with seducing her, bedding her, and then discarding her?
Let's get to know Samantha a little better. Can you tell us a little about yourself?
Sure, I’m 27, married and have identical twin boys
who are 3 (and yes, very naughty!) plus we also have two bedlington terriers
called Jack and Megan. We live in Essex in the UK, where I work part time as a
mental health nurse and athe rest of my time as a mummy! I love reading and
writing (obviously!) travelling, eating out with friends and family, going to
the cinema and spending time with my lovely little family.
Did you always want to be an author?
I can’t remember exactly when I realised I wanted
to be an author but it was at a pretty young age, I’d say around 8 years old.
It’s funny, I met up with an old school friend a few weeks back for dinner. (We
met on our first day of school when we were 5). When I told her about my
writing and now being published she said “I always knew you’d write a book!)
Did anyone in your life influence you
or encouraged you to be a writer? (teacher, family member,
friend)
Umm, well my mum used to always read me stories
when I was little and encouraged me to read. I’d say teachers had a large part
too, especially in secondary school when I studied English Langauge and
Literature. I loved it and the teachers gave us room to develop and explore.
What is your writing atmosphere like?
Ha! Honestly – chaos! Usually I’m in my small
lounge balancing the laptop on my knees, surrounded by kids toys and dogs
wanting to sit on my lap. But it’s cool, lets just say it’s not a lovely office
space, but I’ve adjusted well LOL.
What is your favorite aspect or writing? Least Favorite?
I love writing the beginning and the end. I hate
the middle part.
What book are you currently promoting?
Revemge in Rio – published by Beachwalk Press.
How did you come up with the story line?
I wouldn’t say I sat down and came up with the
story; it sort of just created its self as I went along. I’m a pantser through
and through. I’ve tried plotting and it never works for me. I loved the idea of
writing a story based in Rio.
Is this book part of a series?
Nope, not at the moment. I think it will be a
stand-alone.
How do you choose your characters names?
I usually have something in mind for the character
that I’m working on or if I’m struggling I’ll google lists of names.
Tell me something about you that may shock your readers?
Lol. That’s a good question. Hmm…Well I don’t
really like alcohol. (I know, I know, I’m weird!)
Now let’s have some fun!
Do you prefer Milk Chocolate or Dark? Milk now. But when I was pregnant I went right off of it and
would only eat Dark. Weird!
Coffee or Tea? I don’t drink either.
Vodka or Tequila? Neither.
Coke or Pepsi? Definitely coke!
Almond Joy or Mounds? Umm, what are
they? LOL.
Romance or Thriller? Romance all the
way.
Mystery or Horror? Horror. I love
them but have to watch from behind a pillow.
If you
could be any animal, what would it be and why? My
favourite animals are whales, especially the Orca/Killer whale. I’m not sure
why I’d want to be it, I just think they’re beautiful.
If you
could have lunch or drinks with any 3 (living or dead) famous people who would
they be and why? Hmm…My Grandad (who passed away
several years ago) My step dad (who passed away this year) and my mum. I think
we would all have a brilliant reunion!
"No, keep driving," Luca ordered, glaring at the chauffeur and pressing the central lock button.
Although he hadn't been back to the house, he clearly remembered where his brother had lived. It had been his parents' home and he'd grown up there. He would never forget the decrepit building that had desperately needed restoring. Paint had chipped and flaked off of the dreary walls, and the rooms were so small they felt claustrophobic. He'd spent many nights sitting on the roof listening to faint arguments between his parents, whilst he dreamed of a better life.
"You don't think I at least deserve an explanation? Some minor clarification as to why you just left me in the dark?" Luca stared at her intently, and she opened and then quickly closed her mouth again, biting down on her bottom lip until it darkened to a deeper tone of pink.
He kept his eyes on her, not even blinking, as he looked her up and down. She was a shadow of the vibrant girl he remembered; the Daniella he had known five years ago. Sitting beside him now she was scared, the fear was wild in her eyes, and she was clearly malnourished, evident from the black sack of a dress, which hung off her delicate frame.
"When did you last eat something?" It was more of a demand than a question.
"Excuse me?" He finally had her attention.
"You heard me. When did you last eat something?"
"That's none of your business." She pulled the cardigan tighter around her midriff and turned away from him.
"I'm concerned. You look ill."
"Well, I'm not. I'm…I'm…" He watched as she stumbled for her words. "I'm just grieving, okay?"
Fair enough, she may have been grieving for the last twenty-four hours. It was bound to have been a grueling short space of time for her to comprehend Miguel's death and have the customary quick funeral. But what about before Miguel's death? The circles under her eyes and fading blue marks across her jaw were old; her skin and hair were dull and lifeless and told a story.
They sat in silence as the chauffeur strategically maneuvered the Bentley through the favela's never-ending maze of winding roads, passing makeshift house upon house, small street markets, and gangs on each corner. Luca's eyes fixed on the house in front of them when the car eased to a halt a few meters away from their destination, and he recognized it instantly as his childhood home.
Reaching for the door, Daniella pulled on it a couple of times before he pressed the central locking release.
She looked over her shoulder and whispered, "You really have to go now."
He had given in far too easily years ago, this time he was a different man; a man who always got what he wanted, however cruel and ruthless he had to be. He had to remember that. Love had left him weak and feeble. It had taken time to gather himself and learn to never let emotions take over. Work was his haven, a place for him to focus and throw himself and his energy into. He would prove to Daniella that she had made the wrong choice.
Placing a hand on her shoulder, Luca's fingers brushed against her dark curls and the nape of her neck. "I'm not going anywhere this time." He leaned closer, his gaze fixed on her mouth. "I've come for something and I intend to get it."
I have always loved to read and romance is by far my favorite genre! You can easily escape into such promising worlds, where sexy Alpha males lead the way and strong heroines often can't help but fall head over heels in love. I adore a Happy Ever After, as I'm sure we all do if we're honest, right?
Reading and writing go hand in hand, and from the day I could read, I enjoyed writing. To put pen to paper and conjure up weird and wonderful little stories was what I thrived on! English was my favorite class at school right throughout to secondary, and I will always be thankful for the teachers who gave me the opportunities to develop and be creative! If I remember rightly, one of my first stories was called The Turkey Who Could Talk…but I'll tell you more about that some other day.
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Thank you for hosting me today, Tamaria! x
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