Author Aliyah Burke is one of the authors who has inspired me to write romance stories. So, it’s with great pleasure I welcome her to my blog today. Aliyah will share with us her greatest learning experience as a writer, and tell us a little bit about one of her recent releases, His Purrfect Mate. I must confess I love the play of words in this title. 🙂
Aliyah, I’m delighted to have you here. Can you tell us how you decided to become an author?
Thank you so much for having me here! It happened in college actually, one morning, I woke up and the voices began talking to me. Kinda been downhill ever since then.
What do you do to stay grounded?
I am blessed and extremely humbled to have the readers I do and I thank each and every one of them for all the amazing support. I am a grounded kind of person anyway, it’s how I was raised and I would like to think that has stuck with me throughout my journey as an author.
Do you have any beauty secrets you wish to share with your fans?
LOL. Nope. Sorry, I’m an woman who goes without makeup. I work with animals and let me tell you, having animal hair sticking to lipstick or mascara, anything like that, not worth it for me.
Who are your role models?
Easy. My parents. Every day I aspire to be someone that they will be proud of.
What are some things most people don’t know about you?
I’m extremely shy. Absolutely terrified of arachnids and bovine.
Are there any books you’re currently reading?
I’m reading some military fiction and some historical stories now. Unfortunately with my schedule, I don’t get to read as much as I used to, so the days which I can read, I do so voraciously.
What message(s) you wish to convey in your books?
Not sure there’s a message other than true love will find a way no matter the obstacle. I want my readers to go on an adventure with each of my stories and have them top some emotions within each person.
What is your greatest learning experience as a writer?
To have a tough skin. No matter what you write, you’ll never be able to make everyone happy and because of that, there are some who will look to slice you down with their words. You can’t let it affect you.
Finish this sentence: I want to be remembered as…
A good person, one who helped others.
Tell us about your latest release?
My latest solo release was His Purrfect Mate. It’s a paranormal story that ties into a free read site that I’m part of with two other authors, McKenna Jeffries and Taige Crenshaw. This story follows Dane Sidorov as he searches for something he’s not so sure he will ever be allowed to have. Happiness. Aida Roberts is the heroine and she is exactly what this man needs. As with all my stories, it has a HEA.
So you’ve finished this story. What can readers expect from you next? When?
I have releases in Sept, Oct, Nov, and Dec this year. A mixture of jointly written stories, solo ventures, and a self pub as well. Next year I’m starting some new series and the information will be given out in my yahoo group and in the newsletter as soon as I know more deets on it.
Thank you, again, so much for having me here. I had a blast.
Dane Sidorov needs a break and time to heal. What he doesn’t need is a cute little and most definitely sexy distraction named, Aida Roberts. Or the emotions meeting her stirred up within him. But this dark-skinned vixen didn’t seem to realize what she had done to him, or what she means to his soul.
Aida Roberts loves her life in South Africa. She has met all kinds of people, some who need help and some who don’t, but all interesting. When she runs into the larger-than-life Dane Sidorov, she wondered if he didn’t actually need help despite his portrayal calm and confidence.
There was something wild and untamed about him as he stared at her with his amazing eyes. A feeling of “safety” and “danger” emanated from him. Would this unusual man be able to let her in, or would his secret drive them further apart? When the darkness threatens, will Dane sacrifice himself or allow her to help save him? Can he accept the fact she is nothing less than…
His Purrfect Mate
Dane shook his head. “It’s not right. Get out of there.” He slithered on his belly toward the helo holding his friends. His unit.
“They’re coming, Crypt. We have to get going. Get your ass here now! That’s an order.”
“Get out!” Dane lunged to his feet and began to run toward the helicopter, uncaring of the fact he totally exposed himself. “Get out of there!”
“We’re powering up. Either you’re here or we’re gonna have to meet you at the second rendezvous.”
The low whine of the chopper’s engine reached him. Dane pushed himself faster, calling on more speed. He burst from the tree line and headed for the bird. In the splinters of light he could make out the tense face of Doc.
Where’s Slim? He should be by the door. Dane couldn’t pick out his silhouette in the interior of the helo, and he could see pretty well. Two more steps were all he took before a fiery blast engulfed the helicopter, lifted him off his feet, and knocked him back into the trees. He hit hard, the sturdiness of the old tree not giving an inch to his body.
Fragments of the helicopter rushed by him, cutting through his parka and digging into his flesh. Dane didn’t have time to yell before darkness overtook him.
Voices reached him, stirring him further from the hold unconsciousness had upon him.
“I don’t know. He should be here. He was almost to the chopper when it blew. Hell, for all I know his body may have been incinerated as well.”
“Collect the rest of the wreckage.”
That voice rang familiar. Anger stirred and rose up within Dane. He could smell the gun oil and made out eleven separate heartbeats. Instinct took over, and Dane lay in wait, blending in with nature, his gaze fixed on one man of the group. A man he had trusted with his life. He snarled silently, his razor-sharp fangs thirsty for blood. The traitor’s blood.
“Wreckage is gathered, sir. No bodies. Only some blood and prints.”
“Prints?” the man asked. “Boot?”
“No sir. Animal. Tiger. And it looks like a big one.”
A loud roar pierced the frozen night. Eleven heartbeats sped up. The scent of their fear permeated the cold air. A smell which served to feed his desire to kill. Kill them all.
“I think the tiger wants us out of his area.”
“Can’t we shoot it? Always wanted to bag me a tiger.”
“No! They’re very protective of the few remaining. It’s probably tagged, and there would be a big investigation were it to be found dead or missing.”
“Damn. All that care of a dumb animal. And the people?”
“It was a Black Op. Never happened. Let’s go.”
As their chopper lifted off, another roar sliced the air. One of anger, hate, and the promise of retribution and revenge. Tawny-green-gold eyes followed the path the helicopter flew, and when it could no longer be seen, they closed, and the darkness came again.
Holiday Surprise: Unwrapped
What the Earl Desires
Her Reluctant Viscount
His Purrfect Mate
Through the Fire
Casanova In Training
Harbour of Refuge
A Marriage of Convenience
The Lieutenant’s Ex-Wife
A Man Like No Other
When Stars Collide
That Fateful Ride
Under the Mask
Add A Little Mistletoe
Sin is Not a Four-Letter Word
Just A Dream
The Detective’s Lover
Born To Fly: Landing in Love
Born To Fly: You Save Me
Born To Fly: Wild as the Wind
On the High Seas – in What White Boyz Desire antho
Love Under the Endless African Sky
(Co-authored with McKenna Jeffries)
All the Wright Moves
The Best Thing Yet
(Co-authored with Taige Crenshaw)
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Aliyah Burke is an avid reader and is never far from pen and paper (or the computer). She loves to hear from her readers and can be reached here, or feel free to apply to join her yahoo group at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/aliyah_burke.
She is married to a career military man. They are owned by a German Shepherd, two Borzoi, and a DSH cat. She spends her days sharing time between work, writing, and dog training.