Please give a warm welcome to romance author, Moira Keith, who is joining us on her tour for Blood and Moonlight!
Kiara walked into the Grand Lux Café at the Venetian Hotel and Casino, a ‘not-a-care-in-the-world’ air about her. Two guards accompanied her, but kept enough distance so she could move freely through the restaurant. After exchanging a few words with the hostess, she points me out and when her gaze meets mine, shesmiles in acknowledgement. There were a few stops to exchange pleasantries with patrons. Kiara indulged everyone’s request for photos with a smile. The only hint of discomfort I saw in the woman was when someone got a little too close for comfort, which I found amusing considering the rumors about the fae and the wolves and their preference for touch.
“MissEmerson?” Kiara's voice was soft. Not at all what I expected from a woman who was known for being a bit rough around the edges.
I stood and held out my hand to her. “Hi Miss O'Conaill, thanks for agreeing to this interview.”
“My pleasure, but please call me Kiara.” The silence stretched out making me uncomfortable, until I realized she was waiting for my first name.
“Zoey Emerson, it is an honor.” The tone reminded me that this woman was familiar with the game of court politics and presenting a certain face to reporters.
I leaned back in my chair, trying to set a more casual feel to the interview. I didn't want the stuffy court version of her life. Her tri-colored eyes were truly a sight to behold. A perfect combination of indigo, jade, and gold that I'd never seen before and would likely never see again.
I struggled to bring my mind back to the reason behind this meeting and indicated the empty seat across from me. “Please have a seat. Would you like a drink?”
She smiled when the waitress headed over and with hercoffee ordered, she took a moment to glance out over the people as they walked past the café. “I’ll still never understand the appeal of an outdoor café setting inside of a casino. The casino moguls think of everything don’t they?”
"I haven't seem them create a casino that would capture the fae and their history."
"Probably never will. Our sordid history is our own and not something fit for a tourist attraction." Kiara smiled. “Of course, a fight to the death between two fae warriors would likely make an entertaining show. The promise of violence seems to do that for humans. Well I am sure that you have a busy day ahead of you Zoey, shall we get to it?”
With a nod, I pulled out the tape recorder. “You don’t mind do you?”
“Be my guest.” She leaned back, and pulled her legs up underneath her. “Surely they will be the same questions I am always asked. Feel free to start whenever you are ready.”
Hearing the challenge in her words, I thought a moment. “Are you a clothes in the hamper or on the floor kind of girl?”
“That wasn’t what you were going to ask me.”
Holding back the urge to blink, I smiled. “It is what I asked.”
“Now I see how you wheedled the interview out of Reese.” She glanced over her shoulder to where a pink-haired beauty stood, stone faced and alert. There was admiration in Kiara's eyes now. “Typically the clothes go in the hamper, but it would honestly depend on the day and how anxious I am to get out of my clothes. My mother was firm on certain things when I was growing up, and now that I live on my own, they’ve kind of stuck.”
“Okay, I have to ask the typical questions. What was it like being raised amongst the fae?”
“Well Zoe, for the most part, it was hell on earth. Every day I woke, wondering if I would live to crawl back in my bed. But, it’s just a part of who we are. It’s in our blood.”
“There's more to it though isn't there? The fights you endure stem from your differences from the fae. Is that why you fight so hard?Do you have something to prove?”
“Not to the fae, but to myself. It took me a long time to come to that realization.”
“So you were born into this life of royal duty and prejudice?”
“Yes. My mother did the best she could to keep me safe. However, I was a stubborn child and I wanted to honor the culture my mother loved so well. And yes I wanted to prove myself. Wanted to fit in.”
“They never did accept you?”
She looked a little sad. “No. In the long run, though I guess its my own fault. You know what they say, you have to accept yourself before others can.”
“How long ago did you lose your mother?”
“It was about two years ago.” The somber tone that had settled over her indicated a change of subject was in order.
“What do you do for fun when you’re here in Vegas with no other obligations?”
She quirked an eyebrow. “Why? Are you planning to move here?”
“Hardly. Just trying to see what you do to unwind.”
“Well, I’ve had the privilege of going up in one of the Thunderbirds. That was something else, but that was a few years ago.”
There was a glint in her eyes, one I’d seen several times before. “You’re an adrenaline junkie.”
“Perhaps a little. Not very many things that can get my blood pumping and I don't think there is anything wrong with that.”
“Oooh. What else gets your blood pumping?”
She laughed and her eyes sparkled. “Trying to get a little dirt for that paper of yours?
"Can't blame a girl for trying." I took a sip of my tea and waited to see if she would answer.
"Wolves. They get my blood pumping."
"That is a little vague don't you think?"
"Yes. Let's just say that I have a serious love hate relationship with the wolves. It's leaning a little more to the side of love these days though. The right people will have a way of doing that to you. Turn your life upside down, test everything you thought you knew, and still accept you just the way you are."
"You're in love with a wolf?" I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “After all that you've been through, did you ever think this is where it would all come full circle?”
“Not in a million years. I guess I'm more like my mother than I ever thought possible. Plus, it's damn exhausting spending so much energy hating something that lives with in you.”
“So very true.Thanks Kiara, it has been fun.”
She stood and shook my hand. “It was a pleasure Zoey.”
Moonlight Trilogy, Book One
Genre: Urban Fantasy / Paranormal Romance
Number of pages: 270
Word Count: 92812
Cover Artist: Elaina Lee at For the Muse Designs
Though she shares the bloodlines of both Fae and Wolf, Kiara Morrigan O’Conaill refuses to claim her place in the Fae courts or submit to the animal within. Witnessing the murder of her Fae mother two years ago drives her back into those worlds, to search for answers and revenge.
Devlin McClure lives for one thing—the Pack. When their leader, the Cadeyrn, disappears, desperation sends Devlin to the last person he should be asking for help—the Cadeyrn’s estranged daughter, Kiara.
Kiara and Devlin are drawn to each other by fate and destined to embrace the very thing that threatens to rip their worlds apart. Now, Kiara will have to decide which is stronger, blood or moonlight?
About the Author:
Moira Keith has a penchant for men in kilts, is a lover of shoes, Celtic mythology, connoisseur of Guinness, baker of cupcakes and overall complete mess! As an author of paranormal, urban fantasy and contemporary romance, Moira writes stories that are often filled with the magic of love and the mayhem that ensues, threatening to keep her couples apart. Currently, Moira resides in Las Vegas with her twin zombie sons, their beta fish, and a turtle.
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