Caroline Hanson
Caroline Hanson grew up in California and moved to London in order to dance and go to pubs. Eventually, she matured enough to marry and imported an Englishman, returning to the United States.
After passing the bar, she had two children and now tries to parent, read, write and play tennis. She's heard rumors that other mothers clean and cook but is putting in serious effort to make sure those rumors don't reach her family.
Caroline grew up listening to Brit pop and reading about vampires. As a teenager her favorite authors were Anne Rice and Jude Deveraux. Now she loves Laurell K. Hamilton, Charlaine Harris, Patricia Briggs, Laura Kinsale, Lisa Kleypas, Loretta Chase, Nalini Singh and JR Ward-- that's the short list.
She is also the proud owner of a WWJD t-shirt, (What Would Joss do?) which she hopes is apparent in her books.
She loves to hear from fans and her second book in the Valerie Dearborn Series, Love is Fear, will be published in December 2011.
A free short story called Bewitching the Werewolf was released in September on Smashwords.
“In regard to leaving, your options arelimited. Dismemberment is one, but I have a hard time imagining you hacking Cerdewellyn intopieces, even if you had the strength. Bone is…difficult.”She ran her hands through her hair, feeling nervous. Yeah, that’s what’s keeping me fromdismembering him, pulling a muscle as I cut through bone.”
“Cer sighed. “The bravado of you, Lucaius,” he said, like a father disappointed in his son. “Thistime will be different because you are in my land, at my mercy, and stripped of all defenses.”“You will make me blush.”
“Do you know how often people tell me that? And they always look just as surprised. It's really irritating”
“Because I feel as if I've known you my entire life. I feel as if there are unfinished things between us.”
“You keep seeking to redeem me. You keep looking and hoping. Painting me in emotions I do not have, nor can have.”
“Perhaps because when everyone they knew and loved continued to die, they realized the value of distance, of not losing one's self completely to love.”
“I'm so..." Heartsick. You took my insides and left me a little broken. ”
“You owe me.""What do I owe you? All the things I gave you. How I took care of you. Money, information...pleasure. I denied you nothing. If I could give it to you, I did.""You gave me things that cost you nothing. It certainly didn't seem to be a hardship to fuck me.”
“How come she couldn't have a nice supernatural life like the girls on Charmed or even Buffy? They all had friends. Even on Supernatural, the boys had each other. What did she have? Nothing, but one damed traitor after another.”
“And then he kissed me. Softly, like a friendly, nice-to-meet-can-I-strip-your-clothes-off-and-bury-myself-inside-you-kind of kiss.I finally pulled back, but I didn't want to and hoped that I had been able to convey a yes-you-can-and-why-haven't-you-done-it-already response when I'd moaned and shoved my tongue into his mouth.”
“Zackary Connor's office building was made of glass, endless windows giving the impression of being outside. It was exactly how I liked nature--air conditioned and bug free.”
“He was beautiful, like looking at a favorite piece of artwork. Not something one can own, but something in a faraway museum, where she would have to go halfway around the world, push through crowds on people, just to catch a glimpse of his unreal splendor.”
“Of course it was, this was perfect Jack. She could tear his fucking heart out and he'd want to know is she broke a nail.”
“You want me to be unselfish? A vampire is selfish. We kill so that we can survive, that is the ultimate selfishness.”