Cindy Spencer Pape~An Interview and Her Latest Release, Three For All!

Please welcome Cindy Spencer Pape to my blog today!

Alisha: Can you tell us a little bit about your childhood? Favorite memories?

Cindy: I had a remarkably uneventful, non-traumatic, middle-class, suburban childhood. I was a lonely kid though, and a lot of my memories involve reading books. I was sneaking romances into my desk by fourth grade.

Alisha: Oooh, that sounds like me. I had a stash under my bed! Tell us about the hero and heroine in your latest release.

Cindy: Umm-that would be HEROES. My latest release is “Three for All,” from Ellora’s Cave. The heroine is Eislinn, an elven reporter in Philadelphia. One night an investigation goes bad, and she is rescued by two of her ex-lovers—the two she never really got over. Both elven cop Callum and the demon Lothan, who is an enforcer for other demons in the area, are in love with Eislinn, but in each case there was always something missing in the relationship. What’s Eislinn to do when the two men decide to take her on together?

Alisha: Gulp! I MUST read this! If you were granted three wishes by a genie, what would they be?

Cindy: I’m horribly prosaic, but the first would be a long and healthy life for me and my loved ones. Second would be sound financial security, with a little leftover to have some fun with. And the third? Wouldn’t it be nice to be a best-selling author? Just once?

Alisha: Sigh...yes, it would! If you could go anywhere to tomorrow, where would you go?

Cindy: Everywhere! There’s so much to see, and such a short lifetime to see it.

Alisha: If you could see anyone tomorrow (dead or alive), who would it be?

Cindy: Well, I wouldn’t turn down a quick visit with my mom, or my older brother who died a few years back.

Alisha: If you could choose six people to spend one week on a desert island, who would it be and why?

Cindy: Six people on a desert island sounds like a recipe for disaster to me. I could do one other, or maybe a couple dozen, but six? Too many to just cuddle up with, too few to not get sick of each other.

Alisha: LOl! Very true! What word or phrase tingles in all the right places for you?

Cindy: “I love you, so much.” After all the years together, it still says it all.

Alisha: If you had one day to spoil yourself, what would you do?

Cindy: Start with picking out some yummy new clothes (pre-selected and waiting in just my size, of course.) Then some time at the spa, massage, hair, nails, facial. Then some time on the beach (preferably a private one, followed by a gourmet dinner (lots of fresh seafood and tropical fruit) with my one and only, then a long walk on the beach, a private hot tub and a nice hotel room… Sigh.

Alisha: That sounds wonderful! If you could change one incident in your life, what would it be and how would you change it?

Cindy: There are a lot of things I might change, but you never know where those changes would have led, so why risk it? Start writing earlier and being more aggressive about submitting, maybe. I really don’t like to dwell on regrets.

Alisha: Good answer. I believe all things happen for a reason. What’s the sexiest thing a man has ever done for you or said to you or both?

Cindy: Having a man who after twenty-some years and two children STILL thinks you’re the hottest thing alive? That’s sexy.

Contest: Cindy is giving away a free download of reader’s choice of her books to one commenter, drawn at random.

Excerpt from “Three for All"

Three for All
By Cindy Spencer Pape
Out now from Ellora’s Cave

Blurb: In her 600 years, elven reporter Eislinn has had two great loves in her life—paranormal police officer Callum, another elf, and Lothan, a demon enforcer. One hot summer night the three of them come together, and Philadelphia practically explodes with the passion.

Note: This book contains male/male and male/male/female sexual acts and light bondage.


Excerpt: (edited slightly for PG-13 rating)

“When will you learn not to mess around with things that can kill you, Eis? You’re six hundred years old. When are you going to grow up?”

Callum raised a sandy eyebrow and turned his piercing green gaze on Lothan. The two had clearly met before but didn’t know each other well. That made sense, given that Callum was a member of the city’s special paranormal police team, while Lothan did pretty much the same job on a private level. Both were charged with keeping paranormal rule-breakers in line and out of the newspapers. The elf and the demon were cut from very similar cloth, really. They were both smart and brave and honorable and had each, at one point, been the love of Eislinn’s life. And apparently neither of them had quite twigged to that fact. Though now it seemed like the shit was about to hit the fan.

“Sounds like you know our star reporter pretty well, von Deimos. How exactly are you two acquainted?”

Eislinn squirmed. Nothing like having two ex-boyfriends in one room. Especially when they were the two she’d never really gotten over. It was bad enough that both of them were in Philadelphia at the same time. Ever since Callum had shown up here a year ago, she’d wondered if he’d been following her. She could have lived a few more centuries without them getting together and ganging up on her. Unless—she felt her body clench. No, she was pretty sure that neither of them would ever go for it. They were both centuries old alpha males. Neither would be willing to share her—would they? If only for this one night?

“Oh the lovely Eislinn and I are old friends, elf.” Lothan had an eye for races and he’d pegged Callum immediately as one of the Fae, just like Eislinn. “Old enough that I’m tempted to tie her up and paddle her backside for putting herself in danger tonight.”

His heated gaze was making Eislinn sweat… It had been almost five years since she and Lothan had been together and she hadn’t had a really good spanking since. She had to maintain some pride, though, so she held her ground. “Sure you are, big guy. Promises, promises.”

“I’ll help,” Callum offered. His grass-green eyes were shot through with golden sparks—a sure sign that he was aroused to either anger or passion. “I’ve been trying to get her to stop taking stupid risks for two hundred years. And think how pretty she’ll look with that little bottom all red from both of our hands.”
Eislinn’s breath stopped in her throat. Had Callum just suggested…

He had.

Mmmmmm. Delightful excerpt, Cindy! Thanks for visiting my blog today! Come back soon!

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