Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Beth D. Carter and her story The Alpha Gladiator!
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I hate washing dishes but I love cooking. I hate washing clothes but I love wearing them. I try to write characters who aren’t cookie cutters, ones who are full of angst but where love redeems them. I push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box. I hate people who don’t pick up their dog’s crap in public places and I really hate people who are rude and condescending. I especially hate discrimination in all and every form. The perfect birthday presents are gift certificates to bookstores. And I love to hear from readers. I’m really easy to find on Facebook or Twitter or beth at bethdcarter dot com.
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What inspired you to write the story you are promoting?
This story was written for an anthology, but ended up being too sci-fi, so I switched it to Evernight’s Romance on the Go line. I was inspired by the Spartacus story but wanted a little more paranormal twist to it.
Did you do any interesting research for this book? If so, please share the process and what you learned. If not, why did you feel the story didn’t warrant research?
Actually, I hadn’t realized that Spartacus had been a real man. I thought he was a Hollywood creation. But once I read about him, I became fascinated by the dynamics of the politics behind the Roman gladiator games. The obvious wealth versus the ultimate humiliation of what the slaves were subjected to…that just fills my head with stories waiting to be explored.
What was your process for coming up with the title and character names in the story you are promoting?
The title was pretty easy. In fact, it was probably too easy. Ravage is the Alpha of his people, and he’s forced to fight in the gladiator games to save his people. For the series name, however, I was stuck and went to my author friends on Facebook. Someone came up with Warriors of the Arena, and I loved it.
What is your favorite line, or scene, that you wrote in the story you are promoting? Why is it?
“My people are honorable,” Ravage said. “We do not kill other people for sport.”
“You will,” Felix assured. “Everyone does eventually because if you don’t, it’ll be your broken body bleeding upon the ground.”
I love what Felix says here because it’s the heart of what the story is about, plus, it really speaks to me as a mother. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for my son, even if it meant killing someone, and Ravage is beginning to get that concept at this point.
Did you have a favorite drink and/or snack on hand while writing the story you are promoting? If so, what was it? If not, did you have something else that was special going on, like listening to music or where you wrote the story?
Usually, I’m a tea drinker, and I love Earl Grey. But recently, I’ve been drinking more coffee. I think having my son home for the summer has really messed up my schedule, leaving me tired all the time. Another one of my musts is music. I use movie soundtracks to write with…sweeping, emotional epic sagas played out in music.
What is something readers might not know about you and would be surprised to learn?
I’m a country girl at heart. My idea of a good time is going out on a boat for fishing, or wearing my boots while I gather sticks to make a fire. I’ve lived in the city for the past twenty-five years and all I want to do is go back home to Missouri.
Ravage is the fierce Alpha of his people, the Lycans. During the mating celebration, while their guards are down, his people are attacked and twelve are captured for the gladiator games of Kappuah, including Aleirah, the woman Ravage wants above all others.
He tries to resist, but he’s unwilling to see his men and his female harmed by the ruthless tyrants of the game. He must make the ultimate sacrifice of taking lives if he’s to protect his people.
But there is one secret no one knows, and Ravage is more than willing to show how some myths are based in truth, by letting his inner wolf come out to destroy all those who enslaved them.
Be Warned: public exhibition
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“I remember you from when we were children,” he murmured.
“I remember you too,” she said softly.
He grinned, pleased with her answer. She may deny that she wanted to be his mate, but the pheromones coming off her body indicated otherwise. Aleirah found him desirable. Whether or not she wanted to be his mate, her body had already begun changing to accept his claiming bite. Now, he just had to get her to admit it, and he wasn’t above using seduction on his part.
He halted her by a big tree and pulled her around to face him. He tilted her face up. Even though he couldn’t see her in the absolute darkness under the branches, he traced her face with his fingertips. Her breath hitched. A heady aroma wafted from her, not a true scent but one layered under the pheromones. Her arousal had spiked. He pressed his cock between her thighs to let her feel how hard she made him.
“Aleirah,” he whispered, a moment before he bent his head and captured her lips with his. One hand came up to hold her immobile while the other swept around her waist to pull her close to his chest. Ravage slid his tongue into her mouth to twine with hers, jolting a salacious moan from her. She tasted like ambrosia, addictive and sweet. When he broke the kiss, they were both panting.
“I want you,” he managed to say, although it was difficult to talk when his wolf clamored to take over.
“Yes.” She gasped and pulled his head back to hers.
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Beth D. Carter, thank you for stopping by today!
Love & blessings to all! ❤