Skye Jones – Claimed by Love

It’s a honor to welcome my friend Skye Jones on my blog today.
If you need some quiet time from all the Christmas trouble, I can strongly suggest you read Claimed by Love to get your mind on other things. Believe me, if you’re spending time with that hot woman and her two hot guys, the last thing you’ll think about will be a looming family dinner. 🙂


Blurb: Kayley Edwards has spent the last four years closing herself off after a vicious attack by her lover left her scarred and terrified. After fleeing her native Alaska, she ran the length of the country and began a new life in Miami far from her family and friends.
When her cousin and his friends decide to vacation nearby, he invites her to join them, saying he has important news. Determined not to let fear rule her life, Kayley agrees to meet with them, only to have her world turned upside down. His friends include the two gorgeous men who’ve haunted her dreams for months, kindling her desire, and challenging her to take a chance on love.

Pack alpha, Luke Johnson, has sensed Kayley in his visions for years. He and his mate, Sean Wallace, know she is meant to be theirs. But how will she react when she finds out the world they inhabit is one she never dreamed existed? As passions collide, Sean finds himself acting as a bridge between his strong willed alpha and a skittish Kayley. But can they break through Kayley’s defenses and convince her to join their family?
Just as it seems the three may have a future together, a ghost from Sean’s past strikes at the heart of their happiness. They must fight for everything they hold dear to win their chance at love.


“We’re not what you think.” Luke hunkered down to her eye level. “What I’m about to say is going to sound…well, it’s going to sound completely insane, not to put too fine a point on it. We are a team, and we do live and work together but there’s more to it. We are wolf shifters.”

“You’re what?” Kayley didn’t know what the hell he talked about.

“Werewolves,” Will said.

“We’re really not werewolves,” Taylor spoke for the first time, his deep bass resonating in the room. “In fact, werewolves don’t exist. Not in the sense of beasts that only change during a full moon and can’t control it. And of course werewolves wouldn’t be able to—”

“I don’t think we need the shifter versus werewolf debate right now, do you?” Sean snapped.

Kayley started to shake her head. Werewolves? Clearly coming off her meds had been a mistake. “I think…I think I need someone to call my doctor.” She raised a shaky hand to her face. ‘Will, her number is in my purse upstairs. I think…I might be having some sort of episode.”

“You’re not going crazy, Kayley. This is huge for anyone to grasp but trust me, what we say is true.” Luke watched her, concern writ large on his handsome face. He made no move toward her, as if he realized to do so would only panic her further. “Show her.” Luke nodded at Sean.


“Show. Her.” Luke ground the words out. “Shift.”

Sean shrugged and stood. He glanced to Kayley before shedding all his clothes, actions quick and smooth. Embarrassed for him, she began to look away.

“Watch him.” Luke’s voice still held calm reassurance, but a steely undertone made her unable to disobey.

As Kayley watched, a halo surrounded Sean’s body, bright and shimmering. As if the very sun itself glowed within him, blinding those who tried to look directly his way. The halo died down, and Sean had vanished. In his place stood a very large, very beautiful, silver wolf.

“Oh, my God!” Kayley jumped out of her seat, only to fall straight back into it as her legs gave way.

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Author Bio: Skye Jones is an erotic romance author who loves a tortured hero. Her first story was about a hobby horse that talks. She’s moved on since then and now likes to write about that moment when lust and love meet head on.

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I wish you all Merry Christmas and if you need a few moments for yourself, you know now what to buy. 🙂


How I Develop My Characters. Or Not.

I thought I’d tell you something about my writing process today. For me, it’s always exciting to find new characters, see their good and bad sides, their quirks and habits. But how exactly do I create them?

I don’t. Period. I don’t create them. Or sit down and think about how I need a character X.

But how do I get them then? That’s what I’ll talk about today.

The first thing when I get an idea for a new book, is a scene I have in my mind. It just pops up and I see something happen. (No, I don’t need my meds, that’s pretty common among authors!). So I have a scene or two. And based on this, my mind develops more and more of the plot line. I have, at this point, no real clue what this story will be about. Nor do I know anything about the characters. Just a general feeling and something that is best described as vague direction.

Soon after the first scenes come up, I start to feel how my characters are. Some special traits develop, like I suddenly know why a character reacts to certain triggers. I get more and more of the past of my characters, what they experienced and how they deal with certain things. What they like or don’t like. These points, how small they are, are jotted down on my notepad. Then I start plotting in earnest. I posted about that recently, so I will not talk about that again (don’t want to bore you more than necessary 🙂 )

As soon as my piece of art is done, I know basically where I want to go and what should happen in the story (it never does, since my guys refuse to believe this is the way to go, but I still try!). I also have, thanks to plotting, a better idea how my character should be. Please notice the ‘should’. I’ll tell you why soon.

I can start writing then. Or better, I just do. I sit down and crank out say something between 5000 and 15000 words. And sometime during these thousands of words, something happens. My characters stop behaving the way I think they should, and start to actually act. (Still not time for meds! Just writing reality…) This is the point at which I feel them, where I ‘get’ their voice and their emotions. It’s a magical moment, because until then, the character was there, in my mind, but he was flat and boring.

At the moment he takes over the story, he tells HIS point of view, not mine. He has his voice, his opinion.

Although, I admit that this is usually the point where I seriously start doubting my writing, since I can forget all my plotting.  My character dictates what happens now, and it might be that I have to write the story from only one POV (happened in Never Wrong). Or that I seriously have to rework the beginning of a novel (see my post of Plotting my novel More again). This is usually the part I don’t like, but I know that my characters simply do know better. 🙂 Or refuse to listen to me.

Now you know how my characters find me, and how I don’t do much to develop them. I just hand them over the reins and they say what needs to be said.

I hope you found it interesting. I would love to know how you do it, if you are writing yourself. And if you’re a reader, is it interesting for you to see how it works?


I wish you a nice weekend from Germany, which is way too cold tonight.