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Thursday, July 7, 2011

Guest Blog: Breaking Mythology with Louisa Bacio

Morning all! I know a Thursday post is unexpected, but I had so many wonderful guests to feature this week that the only way to bring them all to you was to post an extra day :-)

So today let's welcome Louisa Bacio to the blog. She's here chatting about her new M/M/F book, The Vampire, the Witch, & the Werewolf: A New Orleans Threesome, and she brought a three-page excerpt with her for you to, er, sink your fangs into. She's also giving away a free ebook copy to one lucky commenter, so be sure to say hi, and leave your email address so we can contact you if you win. (And if you haven't checked out yesterday's guest post yet, you'll definitely want to--there's a Kindle up for raffle!)

Before I turn the floor over to Louisa, just a quick reminder that today's the last day of the Where He Belongs release party blog tour, and I'll be at three places today, giving out prizes at all of them! For the complete list of blogs--many of which are still open for prize drawings--check out this post.

And now for The Vampire, the Witch, & the Werewolf with Louisa Bacio.

Haunted by paranormal abilities that she can't control, and plagued by nightmares about a demon that seeks her soul, Lily Anima travels to New Orleans in search of salvation.

In the French Quarter, Lily dives into the paranormal world and enlists the help of an unlikely couple: a vampire, Lawrence Justice, and a werewolf, Trevor Pack.

As the trio encounters ghosts, voodoo and unspeakable evil, will Trevor and Lawrence be able to help Lily turn her powers into a gift rather than a curse? And when Lily discovers that she needs to lose her virginity in order to embrace her powers and get the demon off her back, will the twosome be able to survive as a threesome?

Read the excerpt, beneath the jump.

First of all, I want to thank Rachel for hosting me on Fantasy Unbound. I’ll be talking a little bit about my erotic paranormal m/m/f, The Vampire, The Witch & The Werewolf: A New Orleans Threesome.

The novel begins with an established m/m couple of Lawrence, a 180-year-old vampire, and Trevor, a young werewolf. Often in paranormal mythology, the two should be enemies. I worked against that belief, and had to establish a credible reason for them to be together. Here’s an excerpt of when the first two come together. Lawrence rescues Trevor from a gang of vamps out for a little were blood sport.

Trevor lay on the street, definitely bloody but uncertain about being broken. Gravel cut into his elbow where he had fallen more than once. The knee of his jeans was ripped through, and if he looked, he knew that the skin beneath would not have fared much better. He took stock internally though—before he got up, could he move everything? Should he even try to stand?

“Are you all right?” Another man stood above him, his hand outstretched. “Let me help you up?”

In that brief instant, Trevor could tell that this man wasn’t human. Like the others who had had their fun with him, he was a vampire. Those four proved everything that he’d ever been warned about vampires to be true: they were dangerous assholes.

He’d interrupted them from assaulting a woman, who’d smartly taken off when they were distracted, and instead they turned their anger on him. Not one had even bitten him; they hadn’t treated him as prey, just blood sport. The way things were going, they would have killed him, too, if this other one hadn’t stepped in. Question was: what did he want?

“I’ll live,” Trevor replied, “thanks to you.”

He ignored the man’s outstretched hand, and instead leaned his weight on his left arm and pushed himself up, groaning at the effort. Muttering a curse under his breath, the man stepped forward and steadied Trevor under his elbow.

“Need to learn to take an honest offer of help when it’s given to you,” the man said aloud.

On his feet, Trevor the earth swayed beneath his feet as he gained his balance—“loosey-goosey” as his Grandma Betty used to say. If he didn’t have the supportive guide on his arm, odds were he’d end up right back where he had started, on his ass on the asphalt.

“Thanks again,” he said, hoping that it would be enough to give the guy a hint that he could move on. There wasn’t any reason for him to be hanging out with Trevor in the alley. From the looks of him—dressed in black slacks, a cashmere gray sweater and black leather jacket—What? Just because Trevor had spent most of his life on the streets and fighting to live didn’t mean he didn’t know anything about quality. Anyway, it looked like the dude was going places. He had someplace to be, and probably people to see, unlike him.

Trevor usually ended up where the tide took him. Not literally, but in New Orleans, that “tide” more often than not turned out to be an alcoholic swell or a wild crowd pouring down the streets of humanity. Look at him. He’d just gotten his ass kicked to the curb and back, and suddenly he was becoming Mr. Philosophical.

He shook his head, and immediately regretted the movement. The streetlights at the end of the alley swayed and dimmed, and he felt like he was about to lose his last meal, which on his low-calorie (meaning low-budget) diet wouldn’t be a good thing.

Automatically, he threw his arm out, reaching for the steadiness of the other to stop his fall.

“Whoa, buddy,” the guy said, getting a bit closer and grabbing him around the waist. The other man’s innate strength, like stone, rock hard, sturdy and dependable penetrated through Trevor’s dizziness.

“Maybe getting up so quickly wasn’t the best idea,” Trevor admitted.

The man let out a sigh, as if resigned to something, and then spoke. “Why don’t you come home with me,” he said, “and I’ll help get you cleaned up. You can rest, maybe get something to drink and eat.”

Trevor noticed that nowhere in that offer was a trip to the hospital. Not that he wanted to go. With his questionable heritage, there was no way he wanted them to examine him, take a little blood. Nope. He’d always been a fast healer; hopefully, the same would be true this time.

Sirens cut through the silence of the night, and from the sound of it, they were coming their way. Trevor instantly thought of the woman he had saved. Odds were that once she reached safety, she’d called the police to check out the scene of the crime, and maybe—he thought grimly—send help to the man who had stopped her attackers. Ironic that all he had meant to do was help someone else, and here he was the one who ended up needing help. Little did she know that there would be no one left to arrest, and the last thing he wanted to explain was four dead, and, as he glanced around the alley, now gone bodies. Where did they go?

“Looks like the decision has been made for us,” the man said, picking up on Trevor’s body language. “Let’s get out of here.”

It wasn’t every night that he went home with a man he’d just met, especially one whose name he didn’t even know.

“I’m Trevor,” he said, as he limped toward the lights of the street ahead, leaning against his savior.

“And I’m Lawrence,” the man replied. “Good to meet you, Trevor. Wish we could have met under better circumstances. Don’t mind if I don’t shake your hand right now.”

Lawrence’s reply made Trevor laugh. The guy certainly possessed a flair about him. To take out four vampires, help a werewolf run from the law, and still keep a dry sense of humor, that was something.

Maybe some good would come from the night after all.

“What I don’t understand,” Lawrence said, “is why you didn’t shift? In full werewolf form, you would have had more of an advantage over those guys.”

Trevor thought about the vamp’s words. Guess he did know what Trevor was, after all.
“That’s what they wanted,” Trevor explained. “They wanted to see the full effect of the ‘dog-boy,’ and I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.”

“If you had, they probably wouldn’t have had much qualms about killing you,” Lawrence came back with. “It can be much easier to kill something that’s not human.”

Muscles tense, Trevor cut back, “I’m more human than you, blood sucker.”

“Oooh, strong words,” Lawrence said, shifting the were’s weight to balance out his load. “Your place or mine?”

Enter to win a .pdf electronic copy of “The Vampire, The Witch & The Werewolf: A New Orleans Threesome.” Please leave a comment here with your email address, and the winner will be contacted on Monday.

Thanks for dropping in, and come visit me another time!

Louisa Bacio

Louisa Bacio enjoys soaking up the sun in Southern California, and spending time with her family. Her latest novel f/f erotic contemporary, Sex University: All-Girls Academy, is now available via Ravenous Romance.

In addition to writing and editing, Bacio teaches college courses in English, journalism, film studies and popular culture. 


  1. Grazie once again for having me here today. I know ... long excerpt, and besides the one on the publisher's site, I'd say this is the longest I've featured to date. But hopefully it shows that coming together of these two characters, and how that "mythology" can be broken.

    I'll be checking back in throughout the day if anyone has questions.

  2. Love the except! What more could you ask for -- vampire, witch, were -- this has it all! Mahalo for sharing part of the story!!

  3. Yummy! Hot paranormal is right up my alley. THank you so much for sharing with us and I would love to win a copy.

  4. Thanks Rebecca! I just couldn't trim it!

    June -- I appreciate the feedback. Make sure to leave an email address to be contacted if you win!

  5. What a hot, hot, hot cover! I'd love to win this one.
    mara AT earthlink DOT net

  6. I'm pretty lucky with that cover! Thanks. Also, I have romance trading cards of all three characters. If you want some, email me your address at louisa bacio @ yahoo (dot) com!


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