Hello, my name is Roxanne D. Howard, and I write contemporary erotic romance.
Please enjoy this interview with Molly Ivers, the main character in my newest book, Chicks Dig the Accent, an erotic modern-day fairy tale, loosely based on Cinderella.
Art of Molly and Evan below by Bianca Duarte.
1. Tell us about yourself.
My name is Molly Ivers. I’m twenty-four, and living in Detroit, Michigan with my best friend Nell. We share an apartment together. I’m finishing up grad school and about to move to Paris.
2. Do you have any nicknames?
Yep, Nell calls me Molls, and Evan Castle, my friend and downstairs neighbor, calls me Ivers.
3. If you were a Star Wars® character, which one would it be?
I think I’d probably be Luke Skywalker, from A New Hope. I am at that point in my life where I want to get off of Tattooine and stretch my Force muscles, so to speak. I am looking forward to my internship in Paris and in starting a new chapter in my life!
4. When is your birthday?
February 16th. I’m a Pisces. Be gentle. ;)
5. Current relationship status?
It’s complicated. There was this… thing with someone I know a while back, but it didn’t work out. I just barely broke up with my boyfriend Sean, so I’m kind of at a crossroads right now with everything. Nell thinks that’s my cue to party like it’s 1999. Ha ha, we’ll see.
6. Do you like to sing in the shower?
Occasionally, but I suck at it. Evan, on the other hand, is a lead singer in a rock band, and once in a while I can hear him through the vents while I’m getting ready or in the shower, which is nice! He can seriously sing, and he’s good.
7. What's the funniest movie you've ever seen?
Coming to America is pretty damn funny. I miss late eighties Eddie Murphy. I also really loved The Wedding Singer.
8. What mythical creature would you want to be?
Oh, I am a huge history buff and love mythology! I would want to be a Valkyrie. I love how strong the Valkyrie women were depicted. Sort of like if She-Ra and Lady Godiva had a kick-ass child. I’d love to be that strong.
9. Can you fake any accents?
I can do a fake southern accent, but beyond that I stink at it. Nell is really good at imitating her grandmother, who is originally from Jamaica. But I love accents, all kinds. British, Hispanic, French, Australian, you name it.
10. If you could meet anyone from history, who would you meet and why?
Claude Monet. I love art, and his paintings are so beautiful. I’d ask him what it was like growing up in Giverny and what inspired him to become an artist in the first place.
Let us know if you have any questions for Molly in the comments below!
Roxanne D. Howard
Genre: Contemporary erotic romance,
modern-day fairy tale, Fairy Tales Revisited
Publisher: Loose Id, LLC.
Date of Publication: August 23, 2016
ISBN: 978-1-68252-207-3
Number of pages: 105
Word Count: 33,170
Cover artist: Natasha Snow
Cover artist: Natasha Snow
Book Description:
Molly Ivers has always known she’d marry a foreign man with a delicious accent. Six months ago, in a night of unbridled passion, she gave her virginity to her friend and sexy-as-can-be neighbor, rocker Evan Castle. Unfortunately, thanks to his swarm of constant groupies, things didn’t work out, but they remained friends. Now, after having just broken up with her boring, run-of-the-mill right-wing boyfriend, she’s on the verge of finishing her graduate degree and moving to Paris. She's desperate to shake things up--and find that sexy foreign man.
She’s had a crush on Nicholas Sullivan, her British professor, for as long as she can remember. So when opportunity comes knocking to spice up her appearance, in the form of a French life coach, she hires Jean Luc Dubois to help her lbecome more Parisian and hip, to reflect the person she is within. Thanks to Jean Luc’s magic, she starts to catch her hunky English prof’s eye, but the more time she spends with Evan, the more she begins to realize that her Prince Charming might just be the one she’s known all along.
She’s had a crush on Nicholas Sullivan, her British professor, for as long as she can remember. So when opportunity comes knocking to spice up her appearance, in the form of a French life coach, she hires Jean Luc Dubois to help her lbecome more Parisian and hip, to reflect the person she is within. Thanks to Jean Luc’s magic, she starts to catch her hunky English prof’s eye, but the more time she spends with Evan, the more she begins to realize that her Prince Charming might just be the one she’s known all along.
Excerpt
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“So, you’re going
through with it?”
“Going through with
what?” They both looked into the living room, where a bemused Evan stood
half-naked and barefoot in a pair of black pajama bottoms. Molly licked nectar
off the peach on the end of her fork to save it from dropping to the floor.
Evan’s jaw tightened, and his eyes gleamed as he zeroed in on her. He cleared
his throat and lifted an empty half gallon of milk. “Sorry, you left the door
cracked open. I came to borrow milk.”
“Jesus, Evan! Knock next
time, or at least text. I’m in my panties!” Nell smacked him on the arm and
tugged down her nightshirt as she ran past him into her bedroom.
“Sorry,” he said, but
he seemed distracted as he strode toward Molly, eyes glued to her lips. She
sucked the rest of her peach slice into her mouth and wiped at a little of the
nectar at the corner of her lips. Her cheeks blazed at the hungry longing in
his eyes. She turned away to open the fridge to get the milk. It wasn’t
uncommon for them to borrow food from one another, and he always watched out
for them. He had a comforting, protective nature she’d gotten used to.
She grew painfully
aware of her night shorts, which had a tendency to ride up her butt and cut off
at midthigh, and her thin white tank top. Could he see her nipples? And jeez,
Louise, why did they have to harden every time he came near her?
She pushed hair out of
her face and began to pour the milk into his empty half gallon. “Help yourself
to the fruit in the bowl there. Nell had leftovers. How much milk do you want?”
“Enough for a bowl of
cereal, please. I’ll get some at the store later.” She’d only heard his voice
drop as low and husky during sex. She stopped after she poured enough milk,
then gave him extra.
Evan reached over her
to open a nearby drawer. He took out a fork. He inserted it into the flesh of a
peach slice and brought it to his lips.
“Forbidden fruit, hmm?”
He teased the fruit
around his lips with a wicked smirk. He winked at her and sank his teeth into
half the peach as he watched her, licking it. Her mouth went dry. Oh, he knew
what he was doing. He chewed, licked his bottom lip, and held out the fork.
“Want some?”
Before she could gain
common sense and say no, she closed her eyes and parted her lips. He slid the
remaining slice in. Molly closed her mouth around it. He withdrew the fork
tines slowly from her closed lips, and his finger grazed her lower lip.
“You’ve got a bit on
your…”
She opened her eyes and
sharply inhaled. He’d moved closer, right there, and was about to kiss her. She
turned away, burning.
About the Author:
Roxanne D. Howard is an author with Loose Id. Her first novel, At the Heart of the Stone, was released in February 2016. She is an Army veteran, has a bachelor's degree in Psychology and English, and enjoys reading classical literature and Stephen King. She is also an avid musical theater nut and loves everything related to marine biology. She is the proud mother of two beautiful girls, several pets, and loves to spend time with her husband and children when she's not writing. Roxanne and her family currently reside in the Midwest United States. Roxanne loves to hear from her readers, and she can be contacted at author@roxannedhoward.com.
To find out more, please visit her website at www.roxannedhoward.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/RoxanneDHoward
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