Character Q&A & Giveaway (US/Int): Wilde paranormal romance, sexy Lordes, and Strange superpowers abound!
Please help me welcome Lorde Gray and Strange Academy author Teresa Wilde!
An interview with Lorde Gray, demon hunter/chemistry teacher…
Lorde Gray walks in the room. His intense granite eyes take in every detail, calculating, assessing. His more-than-tan skin and imperial Roman nose speak of a mixed heritage. He wears his expensive suit like James Bond on a good hair day.
Teresa Wilde: Thanks for showing up. Finally.
Gray: Despite the sarcasm in your voice, you’re welcome. You’ll excuse me since I was out saving your life. Ghoul outbreak in Pensacola. You’re welcome for that, too.
TW: Uhm, okay. Well, let’s get on with this, then.
Gray: I agree. I have a long list of other things I could be doing than sitting here being interviewed by a Non.
TW: A “Non”? What’s th– Oh, you mean a non-metanormal. As in someone with no superpowers.
Gray : Another comic book geek, I see. Magic, psychic ability, and genetic mutations are not superpowers, honey. Metas have been around for as long as humanity has. The Gray House can trace its origins back before the Crusades.
TW: “The Gray House.” Oh, right, that’s your family. You’re some kind of Meta nobility. Is “Lorde” your real first name, or is that something you tell Nons so they call you by the honorific?
Gray : It is my first name.
TW: So your parents really didn’t bother giving you a first name? That’s kind of sad.
Gray : You Nons all sound alike. In fact, I don’t even know why I’m talking to you.
TW: Do you mean Sadie Strange? How’s she doing at Strange Academy?
Gray: Pathetic. She is a pathetic teacher with no control over her students. And since those students have paranormal abilities, that is more of a problem than for a usual substitute teacher. She nearly got herself bitten by a werewolf last week. I don’t care if her aunt was one of the most beloved teachers at Strange Academy, she is a Non and should not be anywhere near my nephew.
TW: Whoa. Tell me what you really think.
Gray: Why should I hide my opinion? You asked for it, and my nephew’s future is at stake. The school’s future is at stake. You just don’t get it. You think that I’m just discriminating against her for no reason. But the fact that Sadie Strange is at Strange Academy changes my nephew’s life, and the life of all the other kids, for the worse. They are all going to spend the rest of their lives hiding who they are from you people. Strange Academy is the last real place that they get to be themselves, without fear, without worry, without risk. Sadie being there takes away all of that. There were a hundred Metas who were better qualified than her ready to take that job. Instead, Temple decides to give it to a woman who has never taught before and who can’t control her classroom.
TW: Hmmm. I sort of see what you’re getting at.
Gray: Not to mention that she’s going to get herself killed.
TW: Is that the reason you’re trying to get her fired?
Gray : Absolutely. Which reminds me, I should go take care of that right now.
TW: Well, you could have said goodbye…
“I love this book. If Jane Ann Krentz and Harry Potter made a baby, it would be this book.” —U.S.A. Today Bestselling Author, Sharon Page
For fans of Katie MacAlister and MaryJanice Davidson, a funny, sexy romance set at a school for superheroes.
Determined to uncover the secret behind her eccentric aunt’s death, Sadie Strange, a quirky substitute teacher with a Master’s degree in comic book superheroes, takes a job at isolated private school Strange Academy. Her biggest obstacle? Haughty hottie Lorde Gray, the chemistry teacher who looks down his Roman nose at her as he tries to get her fired.
Undercover demon hunter Gray vows to use his spell-brewing powers to protect Strange Academy’s true purpose—educating extraordinary children with paranormal gifts. If the world knew the school’s secret, it would start a war that would destroy humanity. Gray won’t let a feisty mortal threaten that, no matter how much she swishes her heart-shaped ass.
When fate throws them together, strange allies Sadie and Gray seek to uncover the forces behind her aunt’s death before they destroy Sadie—and the school. But when the demon hunter forbidden from associating with mortals and the mortal woman who can’t trust her own judgment around alpha males fall for each other, love is going to get a little strange…
Read an excerpt
Sadie Strange answered the door fresh from the shower, still tying the belt of her black kimono. Her dark hair dripped over her shoulders, dampening her robe almost to her breasts. Her red-painted toenails looked like cinnamon heart candies in her slippers.
Cinnamon heart candies? Damn, Gray thought. He really needed to get laid.
“Does this usually work for you?” A sneer tinged her voice, turning it caustic.
When he looked up from her breasts, he saw the contempt on her pink lips. “What?” When had Nons started speaking another language?
“Yeah. Definitely does. This—” She waved a hand at his chest. “—gets you whatever you want from women. You just walk
up, ring a bell and they salivate.”
And it all became clear. She actually intended to fight him. He smiled inside. There was only one thing he liked better than an easy fix.
“But you feel nothing,” he said.
“I feel something, Gray. Nauseous. I know everything, by the way.”
A millisecond of panic. Then his hunter’s calm clicked on. He looked her in the eye while his right hand slipped inside his charcoal gray sports jacket and fingered the finger-slim vial in the secret pocket above his heart. Not a love potion. Something more permanent.
“Please be a bit more specific about this ‘everything’ you know,” he said.
“I know you don’t want me here. No one’s watching, so turn off the fake charm before I lose my dinner.”
He relaxed and took his hand from his pocket. No desperate measures. For now. “I told Cross that stuff in confidence.”
“A secret is something you don’t yell at the top of your lungs. The entire academy probably heard it.”
He followed as she walked into Pippa’s small kitchen, though he doubted she was going to open a bottle of wine. The damp robe clung to the upside-down heart of her backside.
“I don’t yell.” When he got mad, he spoke lower than usual. But his heart pounded in his chest, just like now. That’s how he knew he was pissed at her, not turned on by the way her slim waist twisted when she put the kettle on the ancient gas stove.
“‘I don’t care if her aunt was Pippa Strange. She’s not one of us. She won’t fit into the environment.'” She mimicked his voice’s manly timbre.
How had she heard that? He stiffened, feeling enclosed by the tight kitchen. And her in it.
“You don’t want me here, so you move into Strange Hall. What’s the point? Keep your friends close and your enemies closer?”
“And your lover handcuffed to the bedpost,” he added.
About the author
Teresa Wilde wrote her first novel in twelfth grade–a craptastic plot-hole-ridden mystery she wrote after reading too much Agatha Christie. She wrote her second novel in creative writing class in university. It was a teen about a bridesmaid. Everyone else in the group tried to write serial killer novels. She was the only one who finished the assignment. She got a 95. After that, she forgot she was a writer for a while and remembered again later. Writing has taken her some amazing places, including Montréal, Ecuador and Regency England. By day, she’s a mild-mannered technical writer, but by night (and lunch hours, and weekends) she’s a digital Sheherezade, weaving tales of strange and wondrous places and people.
Connect with Teresa at her website!
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