National best-selling author of paranormal romance and romance suspense novels, Cynthia Eden, is here to talk with us today. Her books have received starred reviews from Publishers Weekly, and her novel, DEADLY FEAR, was named a RITA® finalist for best romantic suspense. With this said, Cynthia is going to talk a little about the genre that is dear to her heart.

As an angel of death, Keenan’s job is to collect the souls on his list. He’s carried out his duty for two thousand years and never faltered once. Until he meets Nicole St. James. When the moment of death comes, Keenan hesitates, and instead of taking Nicole, Keenan touches the vampire who’s attacking her.Cast out of heaven for disobedience, Keenan plummets to earth. Six months later, he finally manages to track Nicole to a bar in Mexico. He’s stunned to discover that the woman he remembers has undergone a dramatic change—she’s become a vampire. And when he realizes that she’s the target of all manner of enemies—other vampires, demons, even shifters—he’ll do whatever it takes to protect her, even if all hell breaks loose…

Why The Paranormal?

Sometimes people ask me why I write paranormal stories…they want to know why I enjoy creating tales about vampires and werewolves and demons and fallen angels.

When I get this question, I usually reply, “Because that’s what I love.”  I love the paranormal tales. I love the intrigue of the vampire, the wildness of the werewolf, and the dark power of fallen angels.  I love thinking that there is more to the world than just what meets the eye. We go beyond the norm with the paranormal stories, we think that—maybe, just maybe—there could be some magic out there, waiting to be discovered.

There are no limits in paranormal stories. Anything can happen (and usually does!).  Isn’t that pretty amazing?

Do you remember when you were a kid?  It was only natural to believe in magic then. To think that fairies were real, that wishing on a star would make your wish come true, and that if you hoped and dreamed for something hard enough then, well, those dreams would come true.

Unfortunately, it seems that—as we age—we lose sight of the magic in the world around us. Dreams can slip away, and we stop wishing on the stars that we see in the sky.

When I write (and read) paranormals, I can believe again. I can believe that magic exists. That it’s not foolish to close my eyes on a star filled night and make a wish. Anything is possible.  Anything.  And I do so love the power of belief.

I love magic.

But what about you?  Why do you enjoy paranormal stories? Please leave a comment for me, and one person will be selected to win a $15 Amazon.com gift certificate. 
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Thanks so much for checking out my post!

Best wishes,

Cynthia Eden

www.cynthiaeden.com

ANGEL BETRAYED—Available 07/2012

When an angel falls, all hell breaks loose…

Sammael–call him Sam–was an angel once. An Angel of Death. But the dispassionate, watch-from-above thing just wasn’t working for him when it meant watching evil torture innocent souls day in and day out. It might have cost him his wings, but these days he gets to apply the direct method on the bad guys. Problem is, what’s making his life difficult is a bad girl…
Seline O’Shaw needs protection, and with the hounds of hell on her tail, she’s not going to quibble too hard about where she gets it. Sam’s virtue is questionable, but he’s smoking hot, massively powerful, and owes her a favor. So what if she’s getting a little case of angel lust? There are some damn deadly sins after her hide…

Prologue

Death could be kind or he could be cruel. Tonight, he felt damn cruel.

Sammael’s dark wings flapped behind him as he watched his prey.  The stench of blood and sweat clung to the men. They’d fought hard and long that day. They’d killed so many—men, women, and children.  Sammael had taken the souls from the broken bodies.  They’d seen him coming—only those slipping from the mortal world ever saw an Angel of Death—and their eyes had filled with terror.

So many dead in such a short time.  He’d watched their slaughter. Stood back while they begged and screamed.

His job was only to take the souls.  He gave them peace after their suffering.  He served. He didn’t question.

Until now.

There was no reason for him to be in this forest. No reason for him to watch these men. They weren’t on the list for death, not tonight anyway.

They were laughing and drinking.  They didn’t sense him. No one ever did—not until it was too late.

Blood still stained their hands.

Watch and wait and take the souls when it is time. That was his job, and it was the job he’d done for centuries.

Angels didn’t feel emotion. They didn’t feel lust or love or rage.

No, angels weren’t supposed to feel. But he’d never fit into that perfect mold. Lately, he’d been feeling too much, and he just couldn’t shut off the fury.

Sammael dropped to the ground.  His wings closed in behind him.  To kill, to take a soul, he only needed one touch. Just one.

He smiled at the men. Some were stiffening and glancing around, as if they sensed him.

They only see when death is at hand.

Sammael reached for the first man.  Death is at hand for you.

Cynthia is a southern girl who loves horror movies, chocolate, and happy endings. She has always wanted to write (don’t most authors say that?), and particularly enjoys creating stories about monsters–vampires, werewolves, and even the real-life monsters that populate her romantic suspense stories.

Cynthia’s foreign sales for her books include translations to Japan, Germany, Thailand, and Brazil.

(Back in the day…) Cynthia graduated summa cum laude from the University of South Alabama where she studied Sociology (because people interest her) and Communication (because she likes to write about said people). Cynthia has worked as a college admissions counselor, a teacher, and as an editor. But now, Cynthia is thrilled to be spending her days making up stories.