I hate to say goodbye.
Thanks so much for having me today, Taryn! I wanted to talk about an addiction I’m struggling with. Character love.
Sometimes it’s hard to leave characters behind. After journeying along with them, they come to be like friends. Especially after three stories.
I loved creating the magical underworld of Venice! Reimagining Leonardo da Vinci as a dark sorcerer made for some fun takes on his genius as well as his classic icons. The Vitruvian Man sketch, even the Mona Lisa, have new backstories. With the third book, Claimed, the island of Murano is home to more than glass artisans. The glass pieces themselves are not only gorgeous but enchanted.
Mixing up the magic folk was fun too. Cursed introduced the witches and sorcerers of Venice. In Charmed and Claimed, an Irish shifter, a banshee, Roma gypsies and water elementals. Their world is one of danger, but they’re peaceful beings at heart.
Melina and Bruno are very dear to me. Both changed so much over these three stories. Best of all, together they found the greatest magic of all – love. I hope you’ll visit their world in Cursed, Charmed and Claimed, the three novellas of The Vitruvian Man series.
Do you become attached to characters? Do you fall in love with the heroes?
She's given up everything for him...
Melina Weaver has no money, no job, nowhere to go--and she doesn't want to. Bruno is her life now, but his world threatens to destroy them.
He's lost everything... except her...
Fire destroyed Bruno diCesare's quarters, and everything he loved. But his love for Melina is stronger. So strong, it threatens to blind him to danger. Their only hope is to join with the rogue magicks to overthrow the Council's dictatorship.
Can they survive the battle and create a new world for themselves?
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“I love you,” I breathed. “I love you.”
“Forever.” Melina’s lips pressed to my skin like raindrops on a thirsty man. I drank them up, but still wanted more. Her limbs quaked.
I gently set her on the ground. “We should get back. You need to rest.”
“So do you.” She nestled into my side as we strolled and sent me a lopsided smile. “But I’m glad you’re getting your strength back.”
“More importantly, my head has cleared. Elda must have tainted the treatments.” It would explain the strange dreams; Elda’s way of muddling my mind so I wouldn’t know what was real and what was imagined. So far, it hadn’t weakened the shield I’d put up to hide my thoughts and power from the Council, but I couldn’t afford even one slip. It would send an undeniable signal that I still lived. Still presented a threat.
Melina splayed her hand across my ribs. “I suspected she tried to keep us apart that way.”
“You spent a lot of time alone.” No need to phrase it as a question. Much as I’d struggled to stay conscious, I’d managed to remain awake a fraction of our time together. A great unfairness to her.
“I did a lot of reading, as you know.” Her casual tone belied her worry.
I couldn’t help my past disapproval, but I could offer reassurance. “Yes. Of course. Your studies serve you well.”
We reached the cottage, and she faced me. “It’s the only way I know how to protect you. They’ll find you here, won’t they?”
“For now, I’ve shielded my thoughts from them. They’ll sense magic in use, however. Most who practice tap into a main source. Those with the greatest power learn to wield it with little effort, and create our own. It’s one way you’ve proven yourself to be a great talent already.”
“But I know so little.”
“You learn fast. And you command your magic well.”
“Teach me to use it better.” Urgency edged her tone. And excitement.
I dreaded the responsibility of the task. “I’m not the most patient teacher.”
“And I tend to be a hardheaded student.” She linked her arms around my neck. “But we’ll make it work.”
She made everything so effortless. Even when I imagined problems between us, she made them disappear. But how long would she grant me such grace?
Cate Masters has made beautiful central Pennsylvania her home, but she’ll always be a Jersey girl at heart. When not spending time with her dear hubby, she can be found in her lair, concocting a magical brew of contemporary, historical, and fantasy/paranormal stories with her cat Chairman Maiow and dog Lily as company. Look for her at http://catemasters.blogspot.com and in strange nooks and far-flung corners of the web.
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