Why is it that I love a good romance set in a world that’s dark and twisty? Am I the twisty one? Maybe…
I write sweet erotic, small town paranormal romances for one of my series. Frankly, that’s because my other two series are dark, demented, and a little—okay very—emotionally taxing.
But why do I love reading and writing it?
Maybe because we all have demons we don’t even know about. Or maybe we’re all just very demented.
I love writing an emotionally drenching romance because I can place myself in the characters, feel that numbness that starts at your arms and claws at your heart. I love reading that and I love writing it. I love that tingling that happens when you’re scared and sick with what’s going on inside the demon’s head but you can’t turn away. You need to know how evil he truly is so you can see the heroine and hero fight it.
I love the personal demons that take hold of the characters and force the reader to break down right along with them.
Yes, I’m a little dark & twisty. (Cue the Grey’s Anatomy reference. Seriously.)
I can’t do it with every book I read or write, but I need to do it sometimes. I need to break open that wall inside and see how deep I can go.
Adam and Bay have enough personal demons between the two of them that it broke me to write their story. Oh yeah, and they’re in the middle of a demon war that’s getting even more tragic as time moves on.
What about you? Do you like the dark and twisty stories sometimes?
Carrie Ann Ryan is a bestselling paranormal and contemporary romance author. After spending too much time behind a lab bench, she decided to dive into the romance world and find her werewolf mate – even if it’s just in her books. Happy endings are always near – even if you have to get over the challenges of falling in love first.
Carrie Ann’s Redwood Pack series is an bestselling series that has made the shifter world even more real to her and has allowed the Dante’s Circle and Holiday, Montana series to be born. She’s also an avid reader and lover of romance and fiction novels. She loves meeting new authors and new worlds. Any recommendations you have are appreciated. Carrie Ann lives in New England with her husband and two kittens.
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Adam Jamenson has suffered through the worst loss known to man. The only reason he lives day-to-day is to ensure the safety of his Pack. As the Enforcer of the Redwood Pack, it is his job to protect all in his path, though he was unable to protect the ones he held dear. The war with the Centrals is heating up and Adam must try and grit through it in order to survive. Though the broken man inside of him may not want to…
Bay Milton is a werewolf with a past. And a secret. She’s met the Redwood’s Enforcer only once, but it left a lasting effect. Now she needs to find him or everything he had thought he lost, may be lost again.
Together, they must struggle and find a way to fight their pasts and present in order to protect their future. But the Centrals have a plan that might make their path one of loss and destruction.
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A crash from the living room brought Bay out of a fitful sleep. She pulled herself to a sitting position, her belly getting in the way. Someone mumbled a curse, and she inhaled their scent.
Adam and Maddox.
A very drunk Adam and a slightly inebriated Maddox.
Oh, goody, just what she needed; a drunken wolf who probably didn’t know she was in his bed and wanted her nowhere near him. Oh, what fun.
She pulled down the extra-large shirt she wore so it hit her mid-thigh even over her belly and waddled out to the living room, her ankles aching with each step. When she got out to the living room, she shook her head. Maddox had Adam draped over his shoulders and a sheepish expression on his face.
“Sorry, Bay. Didn’t mean to wake you,” Maddox said as he carried a very drunk Enforcer past her and into the bedroom.
“What happened?” It was like déjà vu. The first time she’d seen Adam he’d been drunk, and here he was again. Was this something he did often?
Maddox dropped Adam on the bed and shook his head. “Drank too much.”
“I guessed that, but why?”
Maddox turned to her with so much emotion in his eyes that she almost staggered from the weight of it. All of that couldn’t be just him. How on earth did he live like that as the Omega?
“He’s had a long day,” he said simply, and Bay under her breath.