Hey Ladies and Gents! Today on the blog we’re visited by the fabulous Kat Daemon. She’s here to tell us about her smexy paranormal romance Taming Darkness. This is an amazing read, folks! And so, without further ado…
Tell us about Taming Darkness…
The Taming Darkness Trilogy began as an idea six years ago. A lot of twists and turns along the way led to this version of book one. The idea is simple: Is the most infamous villain in the history of mankind, the greatest presence of evil that is known to just about every human being in the world, is this dark creature capable of love? Of weakness? Of following any rules?
I battled with the concept of having Lucifer fall in love. It was not an easy decision. I feared that I would be ridiculed for writing something that people would see as far fetched and utterly ridiculous. In order to write the story effectively, I set very rigid rules for my angels and demons. I do not intend to break them.
Having said that, Taming Darkness is very different from the traditional take on Heaven and Hell. It has mythology interwoven with modern Manhattan life. As Lucifer will tell you in the story, “he has evolved”. It has surprises, seduction and hopefully, a chance to shed a little light on the dark side.
Do you have a favorite character?
I adore Lucas. He can do no wrong in my eyes. Even if I’m having him do something horrible, it feels natural and true to his character. I don’t even feel like he’s a character, but rather a presence alongside me when I write. Writing him is very easy, his voice is distinct and so unique to this trilogy, he’s unlike any character I’ve ever written/created and I am very excited to finally be able to share him with readers.
How do you choose your character’s names?
Most of my characters have their original “biblical” names, for example, Michael the Archangel, Adam and Eve. I named the love interest Maria Gabrielle as a combination of the Virgin Mary and the Archangel Gabriel. I wanted her to be the complete opposite of the devil, so I chose two names that were shining examples of virtue and light.
The main character goes by many names, he even points this out to the reader early in the story. We meet him as Lucifer, the Morning Star, Lord of the Underworld… but his friends call him Luce. When he begins his seduction of Maria, he creates a “character” for himself to play, Lucas Starr. I chose Lucas because it means light, and that is also the meaning of Lucifer. His last name, Starr is just to emphasize how he was the morning star. It’s something that is obvious to the reader, as we are viewing the story through his eyes, but it wouldn’t be obvious to Maria.
The other demons in the book I created by researching the fallen angels. Kael and Ru’mel are listed as angels who helped to wage war on heaven alongside Lucifer. The only thing I could find on them were names, but they have become very important characters in my trilogy. Lilith is also the name of a demon closely associated with Lucifer. I weaved a lot of her folklore into the book.
What made you want to write *this* story?
I actually wrote book two of the trilogy first. When I was testing it out on beta readers, I often asked who their favorite character was. A lot of people chose Michael, and that frustrated me. I always felt Lucas was the magic. So I felt I had to give him a chance to tell his side of the story, and give the readers an opportunity to root for the bad guy.
If you weren’t a writer you’d be a…?
Fantasy or reality? In my fantasy version of me, I’d be on Broadway. In reality… I’d be a teacher 😉
LUCAS TELLS LILITH ABOUT MARIA:
There are many places that I have called home over my lifetime. I have rooms in every corner of the globe. Yet, I have such a fondness for Manhattan that I made a penthouse on the Upper East Side one of my more permanent lairs. I acquired the building during the stock market crash of 1929. Amazing what people are willing to give up when they are in a state of panic. Although the entire building is mine, I prefer to spend my time at the top, watching the city, keeping a close eye on humanity.
This particular evening, I was host to a party, an impromptu event in which many of my minions had brought with them a human counterpart to tempt and indulge. All around me, the weak were lost in laughter, swimming in the sensation of sin as they turn a blind eye on their conscience. Bodies were draped over chaise lounges with veins full of heroin, brains closed to common sense. Girls danced for men with dollars while greedy hands in the corner bet their house over a card game. In the back rooms, people fucked like dogs, cheating on their spouses, and snorting lines of cocaine off of the bodies of the camouflaged demons that would later chain them to the beds. The air was thick with smoke and fragrant with booze. It was a typical Saturday night.
I sat cast in shadows, a king on my throne, observing the jesters that provided my entertainment. Sometimes, human behavior fascinated me. But mostly, I was watching Lilith. She was sitting on top of the bar, with no less than a dozen suitors at her feet. Leave it to Lilith to break my one guest rule. Red leather high-heeled boots ran up her legs, black hot pants revealed too much flesh, and a red halter top tied her up in one neat package. Her skin might as well have been white marble, with lips red as roses begging to be kissed. Lavish, flaming red hair spilled over her breasts, hitting her hips in thunderous waves. She was the vision of a ripe, delicious, cherry waiting to be plucked. One of my favorite features was her eyes. They were always changing color, alternating between green and yellow. What was even more fascinating was that she could spin them at will, hypnotizing any man that needed to be soothed.
The primitive beings before her fought hard to serve, hoping for a fraction of consideration, but her eyes were on me. They always were. Hopping off of the bar, she walked toward me, her body swaying in a seductive rhythm, her hips demanding my attention. She offered me a half empty glass of bourbon, and made herself comfortable in my lap. Stretching out like a cat, she lay against my chest and raised a lazy hand beneath my chin, tracing my chiseled jaw with her finger. Had it been a normal night, I would have enjoyed her this way, but I knew it wasn’t for me. It was all part of the act for her fans, whose hungry eyes longed for her, with tongues hanging and dicks waving.
I pulled her hair out of my face, rested it on her shoulder, and took a generous gulp of the bourbon. “Rough day at work, dear?” I asked while eyeing the strings of her shirt knotted at her neck. It didn’t seem to be tied very tight, and I was tempted to pull it apart.
“If only it were. You know I like it rough.” She purred in my lap. “May I ask what the great Lucifer has been up to? I haven’t seen you around lately.”
I handed her the glass and revealed my secret. “I found a new toy.”
“Oh? I’m in need of a new toy.” She took a drink from the glass and licked her lips before laying her head against my shoulder. “I keep breaking all of mine.” She gestured toward the bar, where the men were begging for her return. Her fingers unbuttoned my two top buttons. She slipped her hand inside and ran her fingers over my pecs. She was warm, like me.
“I’m not sharing this one,” I declared.
“You never do,” she said, pulling her hand back a tad more defiant than I would have liked. Sitting up and slamming back the bourbon, she leaped from my lap, taking a step back toward her fans.
“Lilith…I think I might keep this one for a while. This soul may be a bit harder to acquire.”
She turned and looked at me for a moment, contemplating my intent. “I never interfere with your work, just as long as it doesn’t interfere with me.”
“Go have fun. Work up an appetite, and when you get hungry, come back to me.”
She leaned down and placed a firm hand on each armrest, looking into my eyes with her wild, animal instincts. She kissed me fiercely, and added, “I always do.”
“One more thing,” I said grabbing her wrist and kissing the inside of it before she fled toward her toys. “That blonde with the great hair, but bad teeth…”
Lilith turned a lazy head and noted who I referred to. “Do you want him?” she offered.
“I want his watch,” I said, my eyes locked on the Rolex that was in all likelihood a family heirloom.
Lilith laughed. “Is that all? Consider it yours.” Then she made her way back to the crowd to break a few hearts, and perhaps a few necks as well.
About the Author…
Kat Daemon grew up in New York where her imagination always seemed to get the best of her. When she’s not hanging with demons, she’s usually armed with a strong cup of coffee and dreaming up her next tormented character.
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