Supernatural Central Short and Quick Interview
Let's all welcome Charley Black to the page! Welcome, Charley. We've got a few questions for you, it won't take long:1. Tell me a little bit about the main character of this book.
Her name is Patience and there is very little that she is afraid of. Well… being an all-powerful witch would do that. In some ways, she can be sassy and immature, but she is a trustworthy friend who puts others before herself. Which is most likely the reason she still hasn’t unlocked her memories. Right now, she isn’t her complete self, and it's frustrating, but she can’t put aside her need to help others. Honestly, I can’t wait for my readers to see her in her full glory.
2. Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
If we are talking ghosts and demons… hell yeah, I think they are real, but this also makes me believe angels exist as well. If ghosts, demons, and angels can exist, why the hell can’t everything else? I know humans have very active imaginations, but some things had to stem from someone. Dracula was real because Vlad the Impaler was real. Though, I can only say I really believe in ghosts, demons, and angels because I have seen them. Well.. sort of.
I can’t tell you I have seen a ghost because if I have, I refuse to acknowledge them because they scare the hell out of me and if I ignore them, then I don’t see them. I have definitely heard footsteps in an empty house and seen things out of the corner of my eye. As for demons and angels, they appear in all shapes and sizes, including humans, and I have encountered many of them. Best way to deal with a demon is to stay the hell of a way from it, period. If you can’t avoid it, kill it with kindness and never show it your weakness. As for angels, they are always around unexpectedly. Sometimes they do the simplest thing that can really change your day, like a simple caring smile or helping you pick something you dropped. Or they can change your life by paying for a meal, not knowing you didn’t have enough to cover it, or when your car breaks down and they come over to offer their help. Angels are definitely everywhere you just have to remember to see them.
3. What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
I am in the editing stages of A Dance within the Darkness, Book 2 of Within the Darkness Trilogy, but another book I am working on is a dystopian vampire romance. I have created a world where vampires won the war, and they rule. Now, they live in cities surrounded by walls since the nuclear war killed almost everything. Only one vampire ruler is trying to create a system where both humans and vampires can co-exist, but the growing human rebellion within his city walls will bring it tumbling down if he doesn’t stop it. She was an unexpected distraction. A human girl who has spent most of her life avoiding the system now has to enter it in order to get the necessary medicine for her mother and sister. She didn’t expect to get paired with him because of her rare blood type. Neither expected the other, but they both now must make choices that could either change the world or destroy it.
I also have another story brewing, but I am not ready to talk about that one just yet.
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Excerpt 1:
A tremendous gust of wind came out of nowhere, blowing the umbrella out of her hands. She debated whether she should run the rest of the way home or chase after it when there was a sudden pull at her core in the direction her umbrella went. The sensation was strange, but her legs strode of their own accord toward the umbrella. She would usually fight this kind of enchantment, but her curiosity got the best of her. She wanted to know where it was leading her. It had to be an Allure of Soul’s charm, similar to the one found on the website, except this felt different. The pull was stronger than any charm she had experienced before.
She let the compelling force at her core lead her to the front of the double doors of an old industrial building. It looked like it was a nightclub. Picking up her umbrella, she saw a sign above the doors that read: Moarte.
Interesting. So this is Moarte. Club Death. Typical of vampires to name their club “Death.”
Strange creatures.
Realizing it had stopped raining, she folded up the umbrella. She must have become swept up in the enchantment because of the storm. Magic had a mind of its own sometimes. The weather constantly messed with enchantments, especially with lure charms.
Turning to walk away since the allure had done its job and got her here, she found her feet wouldn’t leave.
“What the hell?” She struggled to leave, thinking it was a fluke. She tried moving toward the door instead of away, and it worked. Then she tried to turn away again. Her feet wouldn’t move forward.
Fighting the enchantment became harder the longer she stood, so she gave in. Stepping up to the doors, she touched the handle. An image flashed through her mind.
It was too quick for her to see. A warm, familiar sensation washed over her, pulling at her memory. It ran through her body, brushing against her soul, then vanished as quickly as it came. She pulled on the door. It wouldn’t budge. She could unlock it, but there was a magical ward, and she didn’t want to risk drawing attention to herself by blasting off the door to a vampire club.
Vampires and witches were still mortal enemies. Even with the law outlawing the killing of witches in place, vampires were to be avoided.
This time, when she turned to leave, nothing stopped her. Her feet moved forward without incident.
Her thoughts traveled in a million different directions.
The first being, what the hell kind of enchantment was that if it wasn’t a lure charm? There were other enchantments that vampires used specifically to lure their victims into their clubs. It shouldn’t have affected her, at least not this strongly. She could blame it on the rain. Another possibility was something else was leading her there.
Following clues to her past wasn’t always easy. She went into many of her leads blind and knowing she would come out with disappointment. She always told herself she had at least had to try. Her instincts were telling her there was a clue in the club.
Walking up the stairs to her apartment, she knew they would go to Moarte tonight.
No… I couldn’t let that happen. She had followed too many clues already. Tonight was going to be about fun and doing something different. Remember: new energy in the air.
Though this differed from her dreams and nightmares, she had never seen a glimpse of memory before or that warm sensation. It never happened when she was awake before.
No, she wouldn’t think about it. Tomorrow was another day. She would chase it tomorrow.
She did this to herself all the time. All it did was add to her stress.
She promised herself she wouldn’t go anywhere near the club tonight
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