Today I am hosting Diane Alberts, author of Reclaimed, for an interview. Enjoy!
Why do you love to write in the paranormal genre?
I love bringing readers into my world. Into the world of my characters. Sabrina is thrust into something she had no idea existed, and I like surprising my readers as she stumbles along, piecing together clues and falling in love. If I made you forget the stress of your life and your job for even a few short minutes? I’m happy.
Are you a big fan of Happily Ever Afters or Happy For Nows? Why?
Happily Ever After for the most part. If it’s a short story, sometimes happy for now works better, though. You have to be realistic. But if I write a full length novel, or even a novella? It will more than likely be happily ever after. I like to leave readers knowing my characters are in a non-ending state of bliss!
Where did the original idea for Reclaimed come from?
I had a dream about one scene toward the end of the book. I hadn’t even started writing yet! This dream was so vivid and real, I woke up with my heart pounding and my mind racing. I immediately wrote it down, then sat there thinking, “Now what?”
I hadn’t written anything, though I’d always dreamed of it. My husband encouraged me to try, and I started writing. The scene I wrote first is very pivotal. It’s Isaac standing on a cliff making a huge, huge decision no one should ever have to make. I can’t tell you what it is, though. It’ll ruin the end!
I love the cover for Reclaimed, did you design it? What was that process like?
Yes and no! I love it, too! It’s one of my favorite covers. So, I told the cover artist what the characters looked like, and how I wanted a man in shadows in the back. Why, you might ask? Well, it has to do with Sabrina’s dreams. She dreams of Isaac BEFORE meeting him in real life. And, he continues to haunt her from there on out.
Who are some paranormal authors that inspire your writing?
I love Alexandra Ivy. Her Darkness series is amazing. Ironically enough, Reclaimed was originally going to be called Darkness. But then I read her series, and I had to change it. It no longer felt like “mine” anymore. Reclaimed is much more fitting, anyway. It’s what the book is about.
What are you currently working on?
I’m editing Absolution, a novella for Decadent Publishing’s Honor Guard Series. I’m also revising a YA Book, Outwitted, so I can submit it for consideration. Also, I’m working on the sequel to Reclaimed. My senior editor threatened my life if I fail to complete it quick enough. :D
Thanks for stopping by Diane!
After moving to England, Sabrina tumbles into an unknown world when she meets the man of her dreams, literally. As a writer, her overactive imagination makes her believe the impossible, but recovering from shock, she wonders how Isaac could appear in her nightmares—when she’s never met him in real life. Until now.
The staggering events catapult her into a world where ruthless creatures roam freely along unsuspecting humans, and battle lines are clearly drawn.
While embarking on a dangerous and passionate affair, a bitter enemy appears from Isaac’s past that will stop at nothing to remove Sabrina from his arms. Permanently. In order to establish a foreseeable and solid future, she must first deal with tumultuous occurrences. Navigating a shadowy world she never knew existed, Sabrina fights for her newfound love…and her life.
A strange stillness sat in the air outside Sabrina’s house. No trees swayed in the breeze, no animals scampered in the forest, as if the world itself had come to a halt.
Uneasiness rolled over her, and she studied Isaac out of the corner of her eye. Surprisingly, he seemed to be as tense as her. He gripped her arm tighter than necessary, and his lips were pressed together as well. She could feel the tension pulsating off his body, and she got taken back into her dreams. For the first time in real life, he made her shiver in apprehension. As if sensing her fear, he shot her a quick grin.
“Well, I had a lovely evening.” He spoke over his shoulder as he practically dragged her to the door. She stumbled in an attempt to keep up with his pace. At the door he pointedly stared at her, causing her to realize he waited for her to open it. She fumbled through the mess she called a purse to find the key. She turned to him and smiled as she studied him through the cover of her eyelashes.
“Would you like to come in for a nightcap? I have wine…or coffee…or tea, or….” She stuttered to a stop, unsure of what to say.
God, she sounded like such an idiot.
Who the heck said nightcap anymore?
“While I’d love to take you up on that offer, I have something I have to take care of tonight. Could I get a rain check? For say,tomorrow night? We could do a movie and wine? Or is tomorrow too soon in the dating world?”
“No, not too soon at all. I’d love to see you tomorrow.”She tried to hide her disappointment behind a bright smile. “You can call me,and we’ll firm up a time. Good night.”
She turned to go inside and got caught off-guard when he grabbed her elbow and spun her to face him. It happened so quickly she leaned back against the door in confusion; one hand on the doorknob and the other braced against the cool steel of the door. He moved his body closer to hers and placed his hand at her head. His other hand cupped her cheek while his thumb stroked her jaw line. All thought fled as his body pressed against hers, and a small swoosh of air escaped her lips at his touch.
“I didn’t think it even possible for you to grow more beautiful, but you have proven me wrong.” When his lips met hers, she lost all thought, all ability to move. She’d somehow been tied to this spot—this man.