Supernatural Central Short and Quick Interview
Today we are chatting with C.M. Hano about "The Oath of Blood and Roses".
1. Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.
There’s so much I want to share about Clover Celestia. She is a reflection of my own journey, coming to life during one of the hardest times I’ve faced. Clover’s story involves deep pain; she endured abuse from her parents and suffered at the hands of her mother. While I haven’t experienced that specific kind of abuse, I have faced my own challenges, including severe medical trauma that has left my body marked with scars, similar to hers. What’s truly heartwarming is how my husband inspired Calian, because of the way both perceive these scars—not as imperfections but as symbols of resilience. He sees every scar as a testament to battles I’ve fought. One of my favorite quotes from Calian about Clover’s scars resonates deeply with me: “I don’t see the damage. I see the power and beauty.” It’s a reminder that even in our struggles, there is strength, and there can be beauty in our healing.
2. Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
I believe that paranormal phenomena, such as guardian angels and spirits, exist. However, I have not had direct experiences with them, except during prayer. Even if I don’t see results immediately, I have noticed that my prayers are often answered, particularly in critical moments when my life or my child's life is at stake.
3. What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
I’m currently working on my World of Zavinia series, which The Wild Rose Press has just picked up after the first two books were previously self‑published. This epic fantasy saga follows Rialynne Faith, a blood elf elemental who believes her power begins and ends with fire and that her true calling is the hunt—until the world forces her to confront much more. Planned as a five‑book journey, including a prequel, the series dives deep into magic, identity, and destiny, and also marks my first and only venture into a reverse‑harem, “why choose” storyline. It’s been an incredible world to build, and I’m excited to bring the full series to readers finally.
The Oath of Blood and Roses Hearts Of Dalaria
Book One
C. M. Hano
Genre: Romantasy
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Date of Publication: May 6, 2024
ISBN: 9781509254347
ASIN: B0CW1JZGN4
Number of pages: 322 Word Count: 95,000
Cover Artist: Lea Schizas
Tagline: Love was never part of the oath.
Book Description:
Charming and arrogant, elite Ashana, Calian, has one serve his prince. He has never considered breaking his oath...until her.
Clover Celestia. The High Princess with a stubborn streak and a spark that incinerates his oath to ash. She’s nothing he expected and everything he needed.
Inch by inch, she slowly incinerates his defenses until he faces the truth—that all he wants is to mark his princess.
Because she’s his.
His goddess. His Fated.
Bound by the chains of her past, Princess Clover dreams of living freely. But when her parents are murdered, she’s suddenly thrust into a war she never knew existed.
As she navigates the choices—and betrayals—of her new role, she must also confront her desire for the man who forced her hand.
The Ashana. Her protector. Her Fated.
Unexpected and forbidden, theirs is a love that could destroy a realm... and doom them both.
Excerpt:
My
parents are dead. I can be free if I go with him. Even if it means being bound
to him until death. Alma will be safe. She is brave, selfless, and I know she
will take care of the kingdom. This was a chance for me to get away from here.
I won’t give him the satisfaction of kissing me. I will learn who that shadow
man was and why he killed my parents.
A
sacred bond that can only be enacted by using blood magic. That confirmed the
suspicion that magic had come back to the realm and our goddess will be reborn
again. There was a lot I didn’t know about this oath, but what I knew was that
once I agree to it, I won’t be able to lie to him, kill him, or betray our
original vow. That was the full extent of my knowledge of this oath, but he
didn’t know that.
“Blood
oath,” I spat.
“This
will hurt, which is why I preferred the kiss.” He held out his right hand and
then ran his blade across his palm, then across my right. I didn’t wince, and I
saw the flicker of amusement on his face. I have withstood far worse pain in
much more sensitive places on my body.
“Intriguing,”
he said.
“Chloe,
you don’t have to do this,” Alma pleaded, reaching for my left hand.
“It’ll
be all right,” I told her. I am not a ruler or leader. Mother burned any chance
of that out of me the day she made the first cut. But Alma, she is. That is why
my next order can be said so easily.
“Once
we leave, you will assume the throne. Cancel the ball and inform the other
kingdoms that the entire royal family is dead because of an unforeseen
accident. This man will let me make an official document having you take the
throne because of my death. This is an order and not a request.” Snagging my
left arm, she turned me toward her.
“Don’t
do this,” Alma begged. I jerked my arm from her grip, handed her the dagger, and
then turned back toward the man.
“Get
on with it.”
“As
you wish.” We joined our cut palms, blood mixing, and then he pulled me into
him.
One
hand gripped my waist, and I felt the hardness of his body against me.
“Do
we have to be this close?” I asked. Completely ignoring me, he began the oath,
and my mouth filled with the flavor of magic as our joined palms burned.
“Under
the rights of the Blood Oath, I swear we will leave your people unharmed if you
come with me willingly and without complication. If you break this oath, your
people will pay with their lives. Do you swear by it?”
Our
gaze didn’t falter. “Under the rights of the Blood Oath, I swear to come with
you willingly and without complications, and you will leave my people unharmed.
If you break this oath, you and your people will pay with their lives.” It came
out a lot easier than I thought it would.
“Sheathe
your swords,” he ordered his men, our eyes still locked onto each other.
“Lower
your weapons,” I ordered. “Leave these quarters and don’t follow us. Don’t come
after me, if any of you disobey me, you will be executed.”
“Chloe.”
Alma sounded defeated, and it broke my heart.
“Draw
up a parchment willing the kingdom over to her and then stamp it with the royal
seal,” I ordered the man.
“You
heard her.” The entire time, our bloodied hands, bodies, and eyes never
faltered from their positions. I knew he was trying to intimidate me into
submission, but I have been through worse with Mother. Alma and the guards left
the chambers. The man stepped back from me, our embrace broken, but not our eye
contact. One of his men brought over the parchment. He examined the message,
and then went over to my stationary and sealed it with the royal crest that
belonged to me.
“Bring
that to the one called Alma. We need to get going.” He then approached me. “You
are a very brave woman.” He snapped his fingers and one of his men brought over
some rope.
“Is
that necessary? I just swore to you I wouldn’t escape.”
“I
don’t want you getting any wicked ideas about stabbing me, Princess.”
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