Monday, April 30, 2012

Tara Manderino Falls for a 250 Year Old Vampire

KAREN: Tara Manderino is a multi-published author of paranormal romances and tales of adventrue. BOUND BY BLOOD is her new release with Push Pull Publishing. Read on for a behind the scenes exclusive of Alex's story. A 250 year old vampire tends to have the last word. 

There is some lag time between my first and second foray into the vampire world. Mainly because I was absolutely determined to ignore Alex, the hero/vamp in Bound by Blood. Finally, one day I was bored with the other stuff I was writing and Alex simply insisted he had waited long enough and it was his turn. I’m not at all sorry he demanded I pay attention.

While my original intent might have been to write a vampire romance story, what ended up was an adventure story with some romance. (Loved the Indiana Jones movies. J ) In the time I left Alex to his own devices he managed to stumble into more trouble than I thought possible. In spite of that, I fell hard for Alex.

His 250 years as a vampire taught him something – not least, the importance of family. The driving force in Bound by Blood is his determination to save a descendant of his, and reunite Lisa with her father. The fact that he can help save the world plays a part too, since like most of my heroes, Alex has a knight complex.

I could have written the paranormal romance I had planned, but then it wouldn’t have been Alex’s story. He waited so long I hated to short change him. He is so determined to do the right thing, what could I do but help him along?

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Over the decades, he had made it his business to know how those descendents got on in life. For the most part, they needed very little assistance. This was the first time in probably fifty years that he needed to concern himself. But one thing he had promised himself was that his bloodline would continue on. That couldn’t happen if there was mortal danger involved. It turned out his line was not a prolific one, so each member mattered.
“Perhaps it would be best if I spoke with the nanny away from here. Talked to her in other surroundings.”
“That would be fine with me but the police asked she stay close, besides they already talked to her at the scene.”
Nodding his head in acknowledgement, Alex returned to the great room where the police were milling about. Tactfully, he suggested a few of them leave, which they did. Then he turned to meet the nanny.
He blinked twice. Nannies simply did not look like Miss Lisa Mitchell. At least none of the nannies he had known. Even if they had been younger than fifty they wore starched looking clothing; the kind that could stand up on its own. And they invariably had their hair pulled back and skewed into a so-tight braid it made an instant face-lift.
This nanny was the complete opposite in every way. Her hair, a burnished copper, curled about her face and it looked as if no amount of combing would tame it. Her mouth was a shade too wide, the kind that was perfect for smiling, and was quite mobile. At the moment, he couldn’t see her eyes because the lids were closed, but her lashes were thick and fanned against her pale skin. Her nicely shaped nose was tipped in red, evidence of her crying. He could hear her slow even breathing and was loathe to wake her. But the child needed to be found.
Standing next to her, he watched her exhausted sleep for a moment. If he wanted answers, he would have to rouse her. Slightly leaning over her, he gently nudged her shoulder with his hand.
Her eyes flew open in a second, then widened. He straightened, giving her some breathing room. She looked about, puzzled for a moment, then he saw the terror in the depths of her eyes.
“Who are you?” she asked, pushing herself against the cushions in an effort to sit up straighter.
Alex perched on the edge of the arm of the nearby chair. No sense in looming over the girl. He quickly introduced himself.
“I don’t know how it happened,” she said, still trying to bite back the tears.
“Calm down, miss,” he said, then gave her a wry smile. “I’m afraid I don’t know your name.” He often found people relaxed when they were in control of anything, even something as minor as stating their name; no matter that he already had the facts.
“Lisa. Lisa Mitchell.” She held out her hand.
“Detective Alex Aguilar.” He really didn’t want to take her hand, he knew it. Certainly he had touched many people, but he knew this would be different. It was soft and wonderfully warm in his. He released it quickly.
“Lisa -- May I call you that?” At her nod, he continued. “We need to talk about what happened. I‘m sure you’ve already told the police what you remember, but maybe it would be better if we went to the scene. Perhaps something there will prompt your memory.
The captain had sauntered over, blatantly listening. Alex didn’t particularly care and was used to the way most policemen operated. He would concentrate on doing his job regardless.
“I hate to point it out, detective, but we’ve already been there, besides it’s dark now. I doubt anyone will see anything much.” The captain had turned to face them, no longer hanging in the background.
“That’s possible,” Alex said, looking up at the man, “but if Ms. Mitchell doesn’t mind, I would still prefer going to the scene.”
The captain nodded. “Do you want any assistance?”
Alex shook his head, and then stood, extending his hand to the young woman. When she placed her hand in his for the second time, he automatically closed his fingers over hers. He tugged, pulling her to her feet. “I’m sure we’ll be fine. If you want to send uniforms, that would be agreeable, but not necessary. You have my badge number.”
To further ease the captain’s thoughts, Alex pulled his card from his pocket and handed it to him. “My cell phone number is on there too.”
Escorting Lisa outside, Alex knew he should drop her hand. There was no reason to hold on to it -- and every reason in the world. It felt right and he didn’t want to let go. She didn’t resist.

About the Author:
Author Tara Manderino loves to create stories and situations for the people running around in her head. She first began writing in third grade when she realized she couldn't afford her reading habit.
She writes and is published in a variety of genres and finds that each one is her favorite at the time. Her books are available at a variety of online retailers.
Tara resides in her native town in southwestern Pennsylvania. When she's not chasing Lydia, the boxer, she's writing her own stories, or reading, Tara likes to bake, watch old movies, and do a variety of crafts.


Tara Manderino said... Best Blogger Tips

Thanks so much for hosting me, Karen. Alex is one of my favorite characters -- I hope others think so too. Writing his story was an exercise in patience -- mine. He was so insistent that I write faster.

Rose Anderson ~ Romance Novelist said... Best Blogger Tips

I loved this story Tara. Great imagery. :)

Tara Manderino said... Best Blogger Tips

Thanks, Rose. I enjoyed Alex's story so much I started a short. Now to get it finished...

Cindy Bartolotta said... Best Blogger Tips

This is a fantastic book. You did a great job with Alex. Is there a sequel coming anytime soon?

Jane Leopold Quinn said... Best Blogger Tips

I've got Alex waiting on my Sony reader, and I'm looking forward to him. I mean it - the book.



Tara Manderino said... Best Blogger Tips

Well I am working on a short,Cindy. Working being the operative word! You know you'll be among the first to know. :)

Tara Manderino said... Best Blogger Tips

LOL Jane. Hope you enjoy him, er it. Thanks so much for stopping by.

Sarah J. McNeal said... Best Blogger Tips

Beautiful excerpt, Tara.
I wish you the very best.

Anonymous said... Best Blogger Tips

This vamp makes me think of Mick St. John. Another smokin' hot vamp. I really enjoyed Bound by Blood and I'm glad to hear you're working on a sequel.
~JD Faver

Tara Manderino said... Best Blogger Tips

Thank you, Sarah.

Tara Manderino said... Best Blogger Tips

Mick was really one hot vamp! Still can't believe they only ran one season.

Karen Michelle Nutt said... Best Blogger Tips

I loved Mick, too! I was so disappointed that they ended that show.

Cathy said... Best Blogger Tips


Your book sounds interesting. I was a big fan of Moonlight, too.