Hello, everyone!
It’s great to be here during Michigan authors month!
I was raised in the inner city of Detroit, went to high school in Garden City, and eventually finished up my undergrad degree at Michigan State University in East Lansing. Along the way, working as a singer in rock and roll bands, I performed all over the state. My son still has nightmares about all the Holiday Inns I dragged him to before he started school back in the day.
My brother, the lead guitar rock star, still lives in Lansing.
I moved to Boulder, Colorado several years ago, but I’m a Michigan woman at heart. There’s just something about that Midwestern vibe.
I feel very fortunate to have grown up around some of the greatest musical talents in the world, and I cut my rock and roll teeth alongside many Motown and rock idols. I remember the time I befriended a Motown accountant just so I could attend a party at Diana Ross’s house. I think he had fun, too. What a blast. Then there was the bar downtown where Bob Seger’s band played before they hit the big time! Great times.
It’s great to be here during Michigan authors month!
I was raised in the inner city of Detroit, went to high school in Garden City, and eventually finished up my undergrad degree at Michigan State University in East Lansing. Along the way, working as a singer in rock and roll bands, I performed all over the state. My son still has nightmares about all the Holiday Inns I dragged him to before he started school back in the day.
My brother, the lead guitar rock star, still lives in Lansing.
I moved to Boulder, Colorado several years ago, but I’m a Michigan woman at heart. There’s just something about that Midwestern vibe.
I feel very fortunate to have grown up around some of the greatest musical talents in the world, and I cut my rock and roll teeth alongside many Motown and rock idols. I remember the time I befriended a Motown accountant just so I could attend a party at Diana Ross’s house. I think he had fun, too. What a blast. Then there was the bar downtown where Bob Seger’s band played before they hit the big time! Great times.

My erotic paranormal novella, Undead in the City, was inspired by my love of vampires and my rock and roll history. The story was originally sold to Loose Id, and after I got the rights back, I published a Kindle edition at Amazon.com and all other e-forms at Smashwords.com. Some of the heroine Tempest’s, experiences came directly from my life. Of course, I didn’t know any real vampires back then, but I’m always eager to encounter one.
Other writing news: I’m working on the third book in my Kismet Knight, Vampire Psychologist series, along with some short stories and a spin-off series in Kismet’s world. I’m fantasizing about winning the lottery so I can quit my full-time day job and write! Keep your fingers crossed for me.
Here’s a blurb about Undead in the City:
Musician Tempest Moon knew the world was a rough place. Raised in the inner city of Detroit, the only way she learned to succeed was to be smarter – and tougher – than the next guy. Being a sexy, talented singer/lead guitar player with her own band was her way of staying in charge of her destiny. Whether anyone else liked it, or not.
Tempest’s band was gigging in yet another downtown dive. The club was almost empty due to the arrival of the worst blizzard the city had seen in a century. With one more set to play before she and the band could escape the smoky lounge, a mystery man walked in. Even dripping wet from the relentless onslaught, Tempest could tell the man was unusual. If only because he was the most gorgeous male specimen she’d ever seen. But he was a little pale.
Malveaux had ducked into the bar to avoid having to kill anymore of the worthless minions set upon him by the local vampire territory boss. Under most circumstances, he’d have enjoyed tracking the idiots, and tearing their hearts out. He’d learned long ago to take pleasure in his work. But Malveaux wasn’t dealing with usual circumstances. A sexual obsession, passed to him by his sire and suddenly overwhelming, had changed all the rules of the game. He knew if he didn’t find an “offspring” – a female thrall to serve his sexual needs – he’d go mad.
When he laid eyes on the charismatic musician on stage, he knew he’d found his “child.” She wouldn’t need to know he was an assassin. But she’d find out his deeper secret soon enough when he sank his fangs into the pulsing vein in her neck.
Together they’d take on the human underworld and the undead.
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I’m happy to give away a pdf copy of
Undead in the City to one commenter!
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One winner to be announced on Wednesday
You can visit me here:
http://www.lyndahilburnauthor.com/
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Thanks for having me!
Lynda

