Welcome
to my Blogoversary countdown Giveaway and thank you for joining me in
celebrating!
Elizabeth
Morgan is here today and has a giveaway for you...and she even has an
excerpt too! She is giving away 1 ebook from her backlist to 1 lucky
winner!
Hi
:) Can you tell us a little about yourself?
Sure.
I’m Elizabeth Morgan. I live in Cheshire, United Kingdom with my
two cats; MJ and Phantom, and I have been a published author for two
years and three months. (Man, time flys.) I write romance – mainly
erotic – subgenres: paranormal, urban fantasy, dark humour, erotic
horror/thriller, and contemporary, though I hope to dabble in other
areas soon.
I
am a big movie fan. Love to read paranormal, urban fantasy, and
steampunk romances. I adore Dr Who it’s the best programme ever and
I’m a huge Sims 3 fan. I’m currently going through a mad garden
phaze. Every spare moment I have I’m outside trying to get my
gardens neat and tidy. Sounds straightforawrd, but believe me, the
garden was a complete mess before I started hacking at it. My back
and knees are hurting as I write this due to a long afternoon sowing
seeds, and slating flower beds.
But the pain will be worth it once I’m finished.
What
is the name of your latest book?
Creak
(An Erotic Thriller)
Can
you show us the cover and the blurb?
I
can indeed. I will even throw in an excerpt. ;-P
Blurb:
What
happens in Silver Creek, stays in Silver Creek.
After
spending the summer as a recluse due to a bad break-up, Nicole
Saunders agrees to go to The Heat Wave Festival with her best
friends, Kacey and Tyler.
Along
with three other friends they plan to take a shortcut through the
small town of Silver Creek; the last thing any of them expected was
to become lost and end up pulling in to a motel for the night.
The
Creek Motel is isolated and the last place Nicole wants to be,
especially after meeting the glacial owner, but her discomfort is
soon forgot as she finally gives in to her feelings and asks Kacey
and Tyler to spend the night with her.
A
decision she quickly regrets when she discovers that their friend has
mysteriously disappeared from her locked room in the middle of the
night. Worried, Nicole presumes the worst, but quickly discovers that
Jayne's disappearance is more disturbing than any of them could have
guessed.
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Excerpt:
Friday,
September 12th,
2014
9:38
p.m.
We
had lost the sun about two hours ago, the helpful lights of the other
cars and the freeway about an hour after that.
We
had all agreed to cut through the small town of Silver Creek in order
to knock an hour off our journey—a decision I was beginning to
regret.
My
face had been practically glued to the window for the last half an
hour as I tried to figure out where the night sky ended and the
ground began. It was pitch black out there. Not the kind of night
painted in a mixture of dark hues with the added color
jumping out once in a while. This was total and complete darkness,
the type that seemed to move with us. The half moon and clear blanket
of stars above had become our only indication that we hadn't just
driven into a tunnel with no end.
The
headlights of Kacey's green camper van continued to guide us along
the narrow road and further toward Silver Creek, which I still wasn't
sure if we had arrived in or not.
In
the dim orange glow of the overhead light, I turned to look at Kacey.
The blood had drained from his knuckles due to the grip he had on the
steering wheel, and his plump lips were set in a firm line. He was
pissed. I would even say livid. Which meant only one thing, we had
gotten lost.
"Kay?"
I said softly. "You might as well pull over."
His
eyes narrowed to slits. His focus stuck to the ongoing road. "No."
"It’s
pitch black. There are no lights anywhere. No sign of life. Pull
over, and let's all spend the night in the van. We can set off early
tomorrow, when we can actually see, and figure out where the hell we
are exactly."
He
may have been a mechanic, but puncturing a tire or crashing into a
tree was the last thing any of us needed.
"There's
a Motel."
I
looked at the surrounding darkness with wide eyes. "I don't see
one."
He
turned the GPS we had attached to the dashboard toward me, and
pointed at a small blue square. "It should be here somewhere."
I
stared at the small screen and then back out the front window. Who
the hell would put a motel out here? Then again, I suppose if it’s
a small trade town, and people did cut through like we’re doing….
"There's
the fucker." Kacey declared and put his foot on the gas.
The
van jolted as we went over a bump in the road, and a groan came from
the back. "What the hell, Kay?" I turned to see Tyler
rubbing the back of his head, and looking at us through hooded lids.
"Are we there yet?"
I
shook my head. "We're lost."
"We're
not
lost." Kacey stated sharply. "I came down the right route.
It's just fucking taking forever because I have to go at a tortoise
pace because some stupid asshole didn't think about putting up lights
on this shitty back road."
Tyler
yawned. "So, we're lost?"
Kacey
growled. "We'll stop here and set off in the morning."
I
looked back out at the road and watched the speck of light that had
suddenly emerged from nowhere, growing bigger and bigger, and finally
forming in to a readable size and shape.
The
tall sign to the "Creek Motel" flickered in the on-going
darkness. The faulty light to the isolated establishment appeared to
be the only indication that actual people lived in the area. After an
hour of nothing but darkness, the sight caused a pop of relief to
tickle my stomach.
Kacey
slowed and turned the van in to the small parking lot.
Apart
from the two cars sitting along the front of the L-shaped building,
the only other sign that the motel operated came from the dull light
seeping
through
the curtains of a few rooms. The van filled with soft groans as Tyler
woke up the others and Kacey maneuvered
into a free space.
"Are
you kidding me?" Disgust leaked in to Jayne's sleep-filled
voice.
Kacey
scrubbed his hands down his face. "What did you expect, the
Hilton?"
"I
expected to be in a packed parking lot with tons of people, and
lights and loud music." She yawned. "Where are we?"
He
cut the engine, and slid out of his seatbelt. "We're stopping
here for the night."
"Where
is here?"
"We're
in Silver Creek."
"Yeah,
which is just another name for we're
in the middle of fucking nowhere."
Kacey
twisted in his seat. "Look, it's too dark. So we're stopping
here. We'll set off in the morning and be at the festival in no time.
Deal with it."
Dry
laughter scraped her throat. "You're so grumpy. Jesus. It's not
my fault we had to set off at half past five. We should have set off
tomorrow morning."
Kacey
popped his jaw, and slid a look at me. "I'll go get us signed
in, shall I?"
"I'll
come with you." I pushed the door open, and climbed out of the
van.
I
pulled my jacket tightly around me as we made our way across the
rough gravel ground toward the entrance. In the silence, I could hear
each small gust of wind whipping around the solitary building.
I
followed Kacey through the open doorway in to the dingy, snug
reception, which had bare brick walls with old photographs lining
them and a heavily worn and scratched wooden floor. Kacey hit the
small brass bell sitting on the reception desk and we both stood
looking at the closed office door.
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What
made you come up with the idea for this story?
I
actually wrote Creak for an erotic thriller anthology submission
call, which fell through.
I
love horror and thriller movies and since the requirments for the
original submission were that it required a baddie of some sorts, I
thought I would have a go and see if all those horror movies had
taught me anything. I decided to put my characters into a position I
would never want to be in – stranded in the middle of nowhere and
having to stay in a motel (psycho anyone?) - and just basically went
from there.
Basically
Creak
was an experiment for me. I don’t know if I would write another
erotic thriller, but I never say never. I wouldn’t actually say the
story falls under the thriller genre, because compared to actual
thrillers . . . well, it wouldn’t come close. I wouldn’t even say
it was a horror. I would say it is a soft, creepy sort of thriller, a
little dark and sick, with a big dose of sexy thrown in.
Is
the book part of a series or do you plan for it to be part of a
series?
Creak
is a standalone book, or at least that was the plan. After a good
friend - and fellow author – of mine read it and stated she might
beg me to write a sequal because she wanted to hear more about Tyler
and Kacey, and the progress of their relationship with Nikki . . .
well, a small idea creeped into my head and I kinda decided I
probably could do one more story.
So,
I wouldn’t say I plan on Creak
being
part of a series, but it might possibly be the first part of a
duology.
Thanks
so much for having me, Dee. Happy Blogoversary!
Thank you so much for helping me celebrate Elizabeth!!!
For
more information on my work, published and upcoming, please hop on
over to my website:
www.e-morgan.com
Elizabeth
Online:
Elizabeth
is giving away any book off her backlist - winners choice - to
one lucky commenter. Yes, all you have to do is leave a comment to
this post - don't forget to add your email address so Elizabeth can
contact you if your picked - and on August 28th at midnight - 6pm est
time - Elizabeth will pick a winner with the help of Random.org.
