Happy Friday everyone! Today I have a special guest, L.J. DeLeon. We are talking about her amazing series, Warriors for Light:
ME: You write an urban fantasy series called the Warriors for Light. Can you tell us a little bit about it?
L.J.: The world of the Abyss has designs on ruling Earth, and who is the Goddess’ chosen to lead the Army of Light against the Darkness? A half-Fae, half-human barkeep named Deva Morgan. If there were anyone more ill prepared than she, I haven’t met her. It is against this backdrop, the stories in the Warriors for Light series takes place. Each book deals with new complexities and characters, while having characters from previous books showing up. As Captain James T. Kirk said, “Good can triumph over evil, but it must be very, very careful.”
ME: How many books are available in that series? Are there plans for more?
L.J.: At the moment, there are three books, Warrior’s Rise, Dragon Child, & Absolution. There are 12 books planned in the series with numerous shorter or novella length works dealing with secondary character and moments in time. The first one will be Defiance, which comes out in August. It takes place eons before the First Great War, and is tells the tale of how Raziel survived an attempted coup and finds his mate.
ME: What is the background on your cyberpunk novel, the Turner Chronicles? Do you have plans for a series or for any sequels to this book?
L.J.: I’m a news junkie. I think that comes from being an army brat and having worked for the CIA. Reading and/or watching the news is more than depressing, so what did I do, write a story about Max Turner, a man from the 19th Century who finds himself, along with a beautiful woman, in the 24th Century. Thus was born the series, the Turner Chronicles is a series and the first book is The Ultimate Game. This book focuses on Max and Maddie. Max was a professional poker player and con artist, while Maddie was a thief and con artist. So what do these two do to stay alive in a society where conformity is the rule and everyone but the ruling class has a GPS unit with an explosive center in their neck? Why pull the biggest con game of their lives, of course.
I hope to bring out at least one book a year in addition to three Warriors for Light books.
ME: What do you think your readers will like most about the worlds you’ve created?
L.J.: The variety of characters and that the stories keep moving. The characters feel real and the reader can imagine himself or herself in place of the hero or heroine, because they aren’t perfect. While Deva and her team are supernaturals, they are also very human in their reactions. Even the villains have layers. All is not as it seems.
ME: When not writing, what types of stories do you like to read? Who’s your favorite author?
L.J.: Now that’s just plain mean, Rosalie. I have so many, but since you asked: I love Ilona Andrews, Nalini Singh, Jeannie Frost, Allan Cole, and Marjorie Liu. I’ve also discovered two new authors, KH LeMoyne and LW Herndon.
You can find L.J. at the following social media sites:
FaceBook Fan Page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/LJ-DeLeon/119234768153132
Twitter: @LJ_DeLeon or http://twitter.com/#!/LJ_Deleon
Website: www.ljdeleon.com (You will find free short stories here, both series, with full first chapter excerpts.)
For Fae-human half-breed Deva Morgan, life as she knows it changes on her thirtieth birthday. One moment she’s a barkeep, the next she is a warrior fated to save Earth from the Dark Lord and his demon hoard. Shunned by both her races, she faces a danger-filled quest with few allies. Too bad her powers haven’t fully emerged or stabilized.
For Deva it is life or death, on-the-job training with her companion, Padraig O’Neal, a Fae warrior with a shadowed past. Can he quiet the storm raging inside her, help her harness the growing power within her, and provide a barrier between Deva and a fatal outcome? Will their love be enough to save Deva and stop the Dark Lord’s demons from entering Earth?
For the past hour, Deva had watched Padraig. Everything about him telegraphed, Come near me at your own risk. Yet his swirling silver eyes hypnotized and captivated her, and she couldn’t keep from tracking his movements.
His intimidating six-foot-six muscled swimmer’s build warned he could take on all comers. A long black leather duster covered his matching vest, pants and black boots that came almost to his knees. They looked like shit-kickers, but she knew they weren’t. Something about them triggered a memory. Silver-blond hair, pulled back in a queue that fell halfway down his back, displayed his regal features in sharp relief.
The man moved around her bar, silent, like a wraith. Not a whisper from his clothing or footfalls. Her dad moved the same way in Fae-made clothing. As beautiful as Padraig’s movements were, this man was more deadly than a Black Mamba.
Just a few hours ago, her biggest problem was reining in Mark and Jamie when she’d shouted at them over the music that the table was for pool only! Chastened, they had backed away and raised beer bottles in her direction. In contrast, the co-ed beside them had flipped her off.
Dressed in jeans, wife-beater t-shirts and scuffed boots, they looked like they’d just come in from a ride on their hogs. Their leather jackets hung on the coat hooks by the door. To norm females, they were attractive bad boys you wanted to reform. Just by walking into a room, they drew every unattached woman. Their brindle hair set off ice blue eyes that danced in delight when looking at any woman.
Gorgeous werewolves and Steve, her missing wereleopard. A witch, Druid and two mages, or magicks as they like to be called, and a gargoyle. “Monsters,” if one believed human norm fiction. “Warriors For Light” to the Tuatha de Danaan. But Deva simply called them Family.
Now her biggest problem was safeguarding them all. Unfortunately, she suspected that task was bigger than she could handle.
Sighing, she forced a smile as Padraig slid onto the stool facing her. Thank the Goddess for the plank of wood between them. Otherwise, she’d embarrass herself by yanking free that leather tie and running her fingers through that long, silky hair.
“Well done. I was surprised at your ease using the shotgun.”
As his tongue moistened perfectly sculpted lips, she gripped the counter to keep upright and clinched her teeth to keep from mimicking his action. The weakness in her knees she couldn’t control. His voice flowed over her like warm honey begging to be licked off.
She jerked herself back from her fantasy, reached into the cooler, retrieved another longneck and smacked it onto the bar it on front of him. “I’ve been training for this moment since I was twelve. After eighteen years, I hope I’d be able to take on a demon.”
“Practice is different from ending an actual life, even that of a Fomorii, especially when it wears a human face.”
Frowning, she rubbed her shaking hand against the side of her leg. Until the moment she’d pulled the trigger, she hadn’t been sure she could do it. He was right. Killing someone, even a demon, was different than lopping the head off a pumpkin scarecrow.
She’d always been a healer and a seer at witch level, but three months ago she began changing. Mutating. Now her ability exceeded that of an Earth seer, maybe even one from Otherworld, and that scared the crap out of her. Something caged inside her clawed toward freedom, savage in its demand for release. A tsunami of power was building, waiting, biding its time to break free and erase everything in its path.
Her eyes lifted and met Padraig’s glacial stare. His words, while comforting, hadn’t touched those frigid silver-gray eyes that broadcasted danger, stay away. He seemed to understand the conflict she’d experienced with her first kill. Perhaps he would be useful after all.
Damn! What was it about this bad boy that drew her?
I’m in the middle of reading L.J.’s first book, and I love how intricate the world is. For your readers, when you find a world you like, do you enjoy having multiple books and characters surrounding that world, or are you the “one shot and it’s done” type? 🙂