Author Open MIC: Welcomes Sam Cheever + Giveaway

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It has been an exciting few weeks worth of giveaways from some fantastic authors.  Thank you all who have been participating.  I’m working on May’s line up as we speak.  I hope to keep the variety coming.  Today, we have another special guest, Sam Cheever.  She is the author of over 40 books.  Yes, folks I said 40 books!  Stick around and find out how she does it and read an excerpt from her most recent book, Hexually Obsessed for readers with HEX-appeal!!!


Sam Cheever
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My published work includes 40+ books of romantic suspense and fantasy/paranormal. My books have won the Dream Realm Award for fantasy, have been nominated and/or won several CAPAs, were nominated for “Best of” with LRC and The Romance Reviews, and have won eCataromance’s Reviewer’s Choice award. I am published with Ellora’s Cave, both Romantica and Blush; Changeling Press; Musa Publishing; and Red Rose Publishing. I also publish as Declan Sands, writing m/m fiction, and under my own imprint, Electric Prose Publications.

In my real life, I live on a hobby farm in Indiana with 11 dogs, 2 horses, and one husband. Not necessarily in that order. Yeah…11 dogs…what can I say, I’m a dog-aholic!

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In Hexually Obsessed’s blurb, it mentions that Ardith and Draigh really hate each other.  What fuels this rivalry in the beginning? 

Their hostilities are based upon a long-time rivalry between the Sorceri Bounty Hunters and the Epoch Mages. It can pretty much be summed up in this exchange between Draigh and Ardith in a recent interview:

What exactly is the problem between you two…I mean…erm…your two organizations?

Ardith: It’s simple. Epoch Mages believe everyone has a right to have their side of the story heard. The Sorceri believe everybody has a right to do things the Sorceri way, or die.

Draigh: (Shrugs) I actually agree with the witch on that one. Except I’d add that the Epochs are incredibly naïve and hopelessly inefficient.

How about the two of you? I’m sensing real tension between you. Can you tell me why you dislike each other so much?

Ardith: How much time do you have? The man’s a beast. He’s massive and bulging and overbearing…

Draigh: She dresses like a whore and she’s bossy…

Ardith: As you can see, he’s uppity and judgmental…

Draigh: She thinks she knows everything…

Ardith: He doesn’t listen…

Draigh: She charges blindly into situations with no care at all for her own safety…

Ardith: He hogs the shower…

Tell us a little about the world in your book?  What “rules” of magic do your characters or world follow?

The Mages travel back and forth through time to manage altercations between magic users with the hopes of avoiding another Salem Witch Trials sort of event. The Sorceri are like magical police. They hunt down and extinguish rogue magic users. In addition to being able to travel through time portals, Ardith can use witch fire and scry on mercury and glass. She has a powerful canine familiar named Sirius who resides in the stars until she calls on him for help. Sirius has healing powers in addition to his ability to fight monsters and travel through the stars.

Draigh mostly uses brute strength to fight but he also has location magic—his “guide”—to help him find the people he’s tracking. His weapon of choice is a long knife.

What of these elders?  How do they influence your characters’ world?

The two organizations don’t usually work together, but in this story they need to join forces to stop a rogue witch from creating an army of advanced zombies that will overrun the human population and start a war between humans and magic users. The elders from both organizations force Draigh and Ardith to work together to fix the problem. The elders also put considerable pressure on the pair when they have some capturing the rogue and hold the fate of their relationship in their hands.

The evil rogue witch – what has she done and what will be her punishment, if Ardith and Draigh catch her?

She’s using death magic to create an army of zombies and plans to use it against the human population so she can gain control over them. What will be done with her once they capture her is a bone of contention between our h/h. #:0) Ardith would imprison and interrogate her and Draigh, left to his own devices, would just execute her.

There is always a back story to be had that we can’t quite fit in a short blurb.  I have revens (flesh-eating undead ), but tell us about the zombies in your book.  How are they created – curse, spell or other.  How can they be killed?

The rogue is using powerful death magic to create them. She’s created thousands of traditional zombies with basic spells, but she’s got a terrifying secret up her sleeve that our heroes don’t uncover until it’s almost too late. The zombies can be killed in the usual way, by destroying or removing their heads.

You have over 40 published books.  Can I just say, WOW!  How do you do it? 

#:0) I’m a tortoise. Slow and steady. Some writers sit down and write 10k a day…I write 2k to 3k a day but I rarely miss a day so it adds up. I’m usually working on two stories at a time. There are just so many stories that I want to write. My writing plan for 2013 started out with 11 novels/novellas. I think it’s currently up to around 14. Sigh…

What are you cooking up next?  What can readers expect?

I’m currently working on two very different books.

The Demon’s Mate is Book 1 of a brand new erotic paranormal series that will come out through Changeling Press. The first book will release in June:

What if real love began in the pages of a paranormal novel? And what if that love leapt off those pages, and into an avid reader’s arms?

Terra fell in love with Jacobin when he was the hero in a sexy paranormal novel, but when he showed up at her door she thought she was losing her mind. Imagine how she felt to learn her fate had been scribed onto magic pages and could just as easily be erased. Would she be willing to give up everything, just to hold onto a love she never dreamed she’d have?

The second book I’m currently working on is entitled Threads of Yesterday. It’s Book 2 of my Yesterday’s Mysteries series. This is a cozy paranormal mystery and it will release in late April:

A deadly secret is tangled up in Yesterday’s Threads, and Anna is racing the clock to get it unraveled.

In 1859, Elisabeth Margaret Nelson travelled to Crocker, Indiana to meet her new husband and start a new life. Her family never saw her again. The story of her death and a heartbroken husband who grieves his entire life is a sad tale for sure. But is it true?

When Anna Yesterday receives some vintage dresses from the local museum, she’s excited about highlighting them at Crocker’s annual Apple Blossom Festival. But someone wants the dresses back, and they’ll apparently stop at nothing to get them—leaving a trail of murder and destruction in their wake.

As Anna and Pratt work to uncover the deadly intrigue behind the vintage dresses, interference of another kind is working its way to the surface. All too soon, Anna and Pratt find themselves neck-deep in trouble from more than one dimension—and wondering which will get them first!

Where can readers find you and your books?

I’m generally all over the Web, doing guest posts and participating in Reader Contest Events. You can keep track of my appearances by Liking my Facebook Author Page, which is linked below, along with my other online homes:

Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Blog | About.Me




If lust were flames, there’d be scorch marks across the ages!

Ardith is a time traveling witch, a member of the Epoch Mages. Draigh is a Sorceri Bounty Hunter. They H-A-T-E each other. When they’re thrown together by the elders to chase an evil rogue witch through time and save the world from flesh-eating zombies, they quickly discover that, while their minds may tell them they don’t like being together, their bodies don’t quite agree. In fact, if lust were flames, there would be a lot of scorch marks across the ages!


~ 5 Stars from Sniffer Walk “I don’t hand out a ton of 5 Star ratings for books. Like my Ratings Guide says, they have to be practically life changing. But if I read a book and I just cannot seem to forget it, it has to be a 5.”

~ 4 Pack Howl/Hot! “I couldn’t put it down. It had some humor in it and a wonderful, creative storyline and plot. There is ALOT of action in this book and it is very fast paced.” ~ Cerridwen, Bitten By Paranormal Romance

~ 5 Stars from My Cozie Corner Book Reviews “A hard to put down novel that will captivate you from the beginning.”

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Excerpt Hexually Obsessed, by Sam Cheevers

The council had situated the portal for a protected escape in the case of another anti-witch uprising. It was in the dungeons, separated from the upper floors by several barred wooden doors to keep even the most rabid pursuers at bay long enough for the mages to make it through. In addition, the doors were covered by enchantments tied to the almost non-existent electrical signatures given off by non-magical beings.

Ardith hated the subterranean portal, which was the reason she’d returned via the one in the village earlier that day. She’d been abandoned to die in a deep hole in the earth as a child, by a non-magic stepmother who was terrified of the things she could do with her magics and thought she was a monster. With years and perspective, Ardith now understood who the real monster had been in that scenario and she’d learned to overlook the hatred her differences engendered in some.

Blackthorne had pulled her out of that hole a dozen years earlier, saving her life. Though he’d never explained how he’d found her. He’d only say that the council kept tabs on its own, and that they’d known she was theirs from the moment of her birth.

The scars caused by the terror of being buried alive had never lessened. Ardith was finding it harder to breathe with every step toward the dark, dank caverns below the building.

Sirius licked her hand, whimpering. She forced her fingers to unclench long enough to scratch him reassuringly above the glistening crystal collar she used to keep track of him.

The sorceri clomped down the stairs behind her, seemingly unaware of her plight.

Not that he’d care.

By the time she descended from the last slimy, concrete step, a fine sheen of sweat coated her body and tremors shook her hands. Her breath wheezed in and out of her lungs.

Sirius nibbled her fingers in warning. “I’m okay, boy.”

“What is it, woman? The stench of your fear has been choking me for the last five minutes.”

She glanced over her shoulder, working hard to still the tremors rolling through her body. “It’s nothing. I’m not fond of underground spaces. I’ll be fine.”

He stared at her for a moment and then inclined his head. She was shocked he didn’t offer some cutting remark about her weakness.

“It’s not that much farther now.”

She started off again, her footsteps dragging forward with dread. Sweat ran in rivulets down her brow and between her shoulder blades. The walls seemed to pulse inward, threatening to clasp her in a slimy embrace. Shudders racked her terror-chilled body.

Without warning, the floor tilted, whirled and rushed toward her.

A hard pair of arms scooped her up before she crashed into the slime-covered stones.

“Good lord above, woman. You nearly broke your rock-encased head on the floor.”

Ardith’s vision darkened and churned with shapes. Despite the muzziness that tried to claim her, she was vaguely aware of the hunter’s delectable scent surrounding her, as well as the enticing heat of his big body. She had an overwhelming need to burrow into that heat. It promised to chase away the shuddering cold infusing her body. Despite this need however, Ardith shoved against his chest. “Put me down.”

“So you can kiss the rocks beneath my feet. I think not. Lie still. I can get us out of here more quickly if you’ll stop fighting me.”

Ardith went limp. She told herself it was because of his promise to get her out of the hellish dungeons. Deep down she knew his heat and delicious hardness were just too pleasant to escape.

Not when the alternative was the bowels of hell.

She stared straight ahead. Her hands clenched his shirt so tightly her fingers ached. Cool air washed over her skin and she realized he was running. The rhythmic clicking of Sirius’ nails alongside soothed her and she closed her eyes so she couldn’t see the walls rushing by. He covered the remaining distance to the portal effortlessly, as if her weight were no more than a feather resting on his hands.

Moments later she heard the whoosh of air that told her they’d entered the portal and the world thickened, spinning flecks of minute matter across her skin as they defied time and space.

Suddenly they stood in the bright sunshine. Flowers scented the air.

Ardith took a deep breath, cleansing her lungs of the moldy, subterranean air, and opened her eyes. She looked into his cool, silver-blue gaze and gasped.

For just a beat of her heart, she’d caught him looking down at her with something less than pure hatred.

It must have surprised him as much as it surprised her, for he all but dropped her to her feet.

They frowned at each other for a moment and then Ardith turned away, striding across the meadows surrounding Devil’s Glen, the largest habitation of humankind in the continent once known as America. “Come along, dog. You too, Sirius.”

A massive hand dropped onto her shoulder and yanked her around, dragging her up against a massive, granite-like chest. Ardith gasped in surprise. She hadn’t heard him move, hadn’t sensed him. Despite his size, he’d moved like a wraith—silent, quick and deadly.

Silver-blue intensity seared through her. “Don’t. Ever. Call me that again. Clear?”

Ardith glared back at him, swallowed harder than she would have liked, and her mouth opened to snap something back.

A massive finger pressed against her lips. “Do not speak. You and I both know only poison comes from between those lips. I’m trying very hard not to kill you at this moment.”

Their gazes held, collided. Ardith swore she could smell smoke from the explosive clash of their wills. She refused to look away. Refused to back down. He was her inferior and she would be damned if she’d let him intimidate her as he did his fugitives.

The air thickened with leaking magic. His heat and scent infused his energy, making her traitorous body tighten with need. His finger remained pressed against her lips.

Sirius whimpered.

Finally Ardith opened her mouth and sucked the thick finger inside, pulling it deep. His icy glare widened in shock. A beat later she pulled away. “Not everything that comes out of my mouth is poison, hunter.” Turning away, she stalked toward the squat environs ahead. Smiling.

Ardith one, hunter zero.


To find out more about Sam and her work, please pay her a visit at any one of the following online hot spots:

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Tell me in a comment what you think makes a post-apocalyptic world/romance interesting and I’ll add you to a drawing to win a copy of Hexually Obsessed. Don’t forget to include your email!

winner buttonCongratulations to Meghan Stith!!!



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16 responses to “Author Open MIC: Welcomes Sam Cheever + Giveaway

  1. Terrific interview, Sam!

  2. Thanks so much for letting me crash your wonderful blog today, Jean!

  3. Mary Preston

    I think what makes it interesting is what they are faced with & how they react to it, individually & as a couple.


    • sharonledwith

      My head is still spinning at 40 plus books. 2K-3K a day you say? That would be a milestone for me! All the best in ALL your publishing endeavors, Sam! You’ll beat James Patterson yet! Cheers and wonderful interview!

      • LOL, I’m pluggin’ along. Actually, I’m in direct competition with another author who started out a year or two ahead of me and already has over 100 books. I’d have to give up eating to beat her, but that won’t stop me from trying! (Do you think I’m too competitive? LOL)

    • Hey Mary!

      I totally agree. And the list of things the h/h can encounter in a post-apocalyptic world is long and terrifying. LOL Which is what makes these types of stories so much fun. Thanks so much for stopping by!

  4. sloanetaylor1

    Can’t answer your question, but I do want to congratulate you on a stellar career, Sam. Long may you write.:)

  5. BookLady

    Congratulations on the publication of Hexually Obsessed! Sounds like an exciting read. I think it’s fascinating how the author creates a totally different world in which the characters must adapt in order to survive.

    • Hey BookLady!

      That’s really the fun of fantasy/paranormal isn’t it? The only thing limiting the author is her imagination. I think I’ve got a long way to go before I hit the limits of mine! LOL I’m so glad you stopped by. #:0)

  6. Hi Sam, loved learning more about his book.

    Characters always make a story interesting no matter what the setting. Still in the post apocalyptic world, love may be a barrier to surviving. To love someone more than one’s own survival instinct can be quite powerful.

    • Ooh, great point, Eleni! That is actually the case in this story. Even though the h/h fight like cats and dogs #:0), each of them makes a life or death sacrifice for the other. I think those decisions are what make characters and their lives unforgettable and a book one you’ll remember for a long time.

  7. Meghan Stith

    It’s such extreme circumstances so if you find time and patience to find love, it’s incredible. It’s in spite of the tragedy! It’s really genuine.

    mestith at gmail dot com

    • Hey Meghan!

      It’s absolutely true, adversity molds strong, long-lasting relationships. That’s definitely a factor in what makes post-apocalyptic romance so much fun. Thanks so much for stopping by to comment!

  8. Congratulations to Meghan Stith! You won the copy of Hexually Obsessed. I hope you enjoy the book.

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