I’m excited to have Tmonique Stephens with us today to tell us about herself and her new book, Eternity. I could gaze at that cover all day, lol.
Okay, Tmonique, you’re up. If you could be a character in one of your books, who would it be, and why?
If I could be a character in Eternity I would choose to be Stella, my heroine. What woman wouldn’t want a man to love her forever and truly mean it.
Well, in my day job I’m a mammography technologist. I take care of women with breast cancer. I’ve been doing my job for twenty years and completely enjoy my small part in the ongoing war against breast cancer. To all the readers out there, ask yourself this question: When was the last time you had a mammogram. Your answer could save your life.
A very noble profession. And an important question. I just had mine last month. Do you prefer redeemable villains, or like them nasty through and through?
Everyone is redeemable. I’m working on a duo that are so foul I can’t stand them, but they do have one redeemable quality.
What faults do you prefer your heroes to have?
I like men that have been emotionally scarred. I’ve dealt with enough arrogant me in my life that blatant arrogance doesn’t appeal to me. I like men that are confident enough to let their actions speak for themselves.
What faults do you prefer your heroines to have? My heroines tend to run the gamut of flaws. They love too easily, trust too quickly, and make really bad decisions. Sorta like me.
Ah, sounds like a lot of women I know, myself included. How do you pick the names of your characters?
My names just come to me. I think of a character, picture their features and out pops a name. When that doesn’t work I get on the internet and search baby names.
Is finding the right title easy or hard?
I SUCK at titles! It takes me forever to find a title and I usually go through four attempts before I settle on one. Eternity started out as The Eternal Dance. YUCK!
I don’t do too well with titles myself. Now for a few fun things:
Mountain home or beach house? I live in Florida, but I’m from NY. I would never live on the beach because I’m afraid of hurricanes so I would probably prefer the mountains with a city no more than an hour away.
Coffee or tea? My mother was a tea drinker, so I’m a tea drinker. Though occasionally I take a walk on the wild side and have a cup of hazelnut coffee.
Beach vacation or sightseeing? Both. I desperately need a vacation to the Caribbean and a great tour of American. I would love to go on a tour of all the great city in American.
Jeans, t-shirt, and sneakers, or pencil skirt, silk blouse, and killer heels?
Well, I’m in scrub uniforms 40 hours a week so I love a chance to play dress up when I can.
Carrie Underwood or Lady Gaga?
LINKIN PARK and JAYZ. When I put them on I can writer forever.
Callie: Great answers, Tmonique.
To tease you all a bit about Eternity, here’s the blurb:
Cursed for 2000 years, Roman Nicolis has tracked his lovers’ soul through each reincarnation only to lose her horribly every time. Reclaiming their love is his only salvation. He’s been her friend, her father, her neighbor, but never again her lover . . . until now.
A late night walk home throws Stella Walker into the path of a killer. The last thing she remembers are the deep blue eyes of the man trying to kill her—and the first things she sees after a seven day coma are the same blue eyes in the handsome face of the man hired to protect her. Is he truly the owner of a security firm assigned to protect her or the man who wants to finish her off? Is it fears she feels when Roman touches her or the memory of something sweeter? She will have to push past her fears and reclaim a love that has lasted two millennia.
Past secrets haunt them. An angry demon stalks them.
Roman will do anything to recover what they had. Though Stella’s ruined childhood has made her close her heart and body to any man, he must get past the walls around her to gain her love and trust, for it will take their union to defeat an unexpected enemy sent from the Egyptian Gods. A man Romans respects, and Stella trusts.
Two hearts. One soul. For all Eternity.
Her book sounds intriguing. As an added treat, Tmonique is sharing an interview with Roman Nicolis with us.
After weeks of begging for an interview, Roman Nicolis agreed to meet at a restaurant one block away from his Park Avenue townhouse. I was calm, cool and collected until Roman walked in. 6’7” and muscular with wavy dark hair and intense blue eyes, I swallowed the drool forming and nearly fanned myself. I had to stay focused. I wasn’t here to drool over the man. I had questions that needed to be answered.
His hand swallowed mine when he shook it. He sat opposite me and ordered a scotch neat.
“Would you like something Ms. Stephens?” he asked while the waitress waited.
Yes, but a fruity drink wouldn’t steady my nerves. “Water, please.” As the waitress walked away Roman’s full attention landed on me. “I don’t have much time so let’s get this over with.”
Thanks for the prodding. I whipped the tape recorder from my purse. We already agreed I could record the interview so I didn’t expect him to balk. He scowled, but said nothing. I pressed record and began.
“Hi this is Tmonique Stephens, I’m here interviewing Roman Nicolis, CEO of Nicolis Security. Formerly, one of the most eligible bachelors in New York City who has finally agreed to sit down and talk to me.
“Sir, you’ve been missing from your company and the city for two months. Why the disappearing act?”
Roman Nicolis. “I’ve been on an extended vacation.”
TMS: “To where. There’s no record of you leaving the country.”
RN: “Are you stalking me, Ms. Stephens?” (a smile tweaked the corner of his mouth)
TMS: “Yes, I am. Mr. Nicolis, there has been some speculation on how you’ve made most of your personal fortune. Some say your company is just a cover for illegal activity overseas. Care to comment?”
Roman Nicolis: “I don’t comment on speculation.”
TMS: “So you’re not issuing a denial?”
RN: “There’s nothing to deny or confirm.”
TMS: “O.K.” (shuffles through some papers) “How’s the wedding preparations coming along with your lovely fiancée, Bianca Maylor?”
RN: (his face becomes shuttered) “I’m no longer engaged.”
TMS: “Really, the wedding was three months away. Is it because of houseguest, Miss Stella Walker that you’re no longer engaged?”
RN: “My personal life isn’t up for discussion.”
(The waitress returns with his scotch and my water. He downs his in a single gulp while I try not to choke on mine. His lips are compressed into a thin angry line)
TMS: “Okay, next question. You have a very interesting family. Can you tell us more about them?
RN: “There is not much to tell. I have 6 brothers. Thane, E.J., Avery, Tyrone, Brayden and Quin. Oh, and Hector, my butler.”
TMS: “Yes, but they’re not really your brothers. Not biologically.”
RN: “Blood couldn’t make us any closer. Many are descendants of my sister Aria. They were orphaned and adopted by me.”
TMS: “Wait, descendants of you sister? Just how old are you?”
RN: (His smile turned and wasn’t warm or welcoming)
TMS: “You look surprisingly youthful for someone who adopted several young boys who are now adult men. What’s your secret?”
RN: “Plenty of water and eight hours of sleep”
TMS: “Who lets a single man adopt young boys?”
RN: “Are you saying I did something illegal?”
TMS: “Did you?”
RN: (He gives a cool chuckle) “No. Next question?”
TMS: “Alright. Is it true there has been a Nicolis in every war since The Revolution?”
RN: “. . . Possibly.”
TMS: “More than possibly. I’ve done some research and dating back to the 1777 there’s documentation of one a Roman Marius Nicolis. And in each subsequent war I’ve found variations of that name until The Vietnam war. You come from a long line of military men.”
RN: “Is that an insult or a compliment, Mrs. Stephens?”
TMS: “Definitely a compliment. I also discovered some pictures of those men. They all have a striking resemblance to you. Any comment.”
RN: “Strong genes.”
TMS: “Speaking of genes, is there anything you’d like to say about your twin?”
RN: “My twin is dead. There’s nothing more to say. Next question.”
His anger surprised me. Flustered, I shuffled my papers trying to get the interview on track.
TMS: “Now that you’re single again the ladies will hang me if I don’t ask you some questions, so here goes. Blonde, brunette or red head?”
TMS: “Miss Maylor is blonde while Miss Walker is brunette. Interesting. Petite or statuesque?
TMS: “Athletic or curvaceous?”
RN: (sighs) “This is ridiculous.”
TMS: “I must placate my female reader, please.”
RN: (leans closer) “You want to know what type of woman I’m attracted to? I’ll tell you without the silly questions. I want a woman with a mind of her own. One who knows what she wants and won’t stop until she gets it. One who isn’t afraid of life and living. A woman who will love me as much as I love her.
Whoa! I can’t take my eyes off him. His intensity is intoxicating. A drug I would gladly get addicted too. I grab my water and slowly drain the glass. After a deep breath I was ready to continue.
TMS: “Have you already met the next Mrs. Roman Nicolis?”
A wry smile flashed across his face, but his eyes were forlorn.
RN: “I have time for a final question, Ms. Stephens.”
TMS: “What is your biggest regret, Mr. Nicolis?”
RN: “This interview.”
TMS: “Come on. Give me one.”
RN: “… I have many regrets. None I care to share with your rapacious readers.”
TMS: “Why did you agree?”
RN: “Lack of good judgment.” (He stood) “Your time is up Ms. Stephens.”
TMS: “One last question. If there was one thing you could change, what would it be?”
RN: (He pauses. For a brief moment his gaze becomes distant, almost wistful. Then his features became guarded) “I’d change nothing. I would live my life as I have, on my own terms with no regrets. (He leaves)
Callie: Wasn’t that fun?? Tmonique would love to know what you think about her book and sexy Roman.