Susan Stec's Gaire

2/21/2016

The herofest continues here on my blog! Today Susan Stec's hot hero, Gaire, is stopping by. Don't forget to enter the giveaway!

USA Today and Amazon bestselling author

An interview with PURGATORY'S Hunky Hot Guy,

GAIRE

A Wendigo half-breed, an abomination, Gaire runs from a race that wants him dead. He can't fight what he is—they won't let him forget what he's done.

What’s your idea of the perfect date?

There is no perfect date for me. If I wasn't a halfbreed I would be allowed to mate with a Wendigo female, the only creature that would remain alive after becoming intimate with me.

If dreams come true, and you found the perfect love, what gift would you give he for Valentine’s Day & why?

Loyalty, trust, undying love, and the freedom to be who she is. Because that woman, in herself, would be a very special gift to me.

What’s your greatest flaw?

The beast inside of me. It's dark, deadly, and hard to control.

What’s your greatest strength? Not being what I was born to be.

Being able to isolate, carry on a human facade and live from day to day without giving in to the animal inside of me, begging to be released with every breath I take.

If they were to make a movie of your life, what genre would it be?

Paranormal Horror

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An excerpt from the book:

GAIRE: As she slowly walks toward me I can smell desire. Not human desire, a musky, animalistic desire—essential, dark, and demanding. Her blouse comes off first and she tosses it at my feet, steps out of her cutoffs, and stands before me in a triangle of black lace.

Our eyes lock. I feel hair on my neck prickle as my spine shifts and mouth salivates; heart hammering, jaw tightening, I bend and pick up her clothes. She's a breath away, waiting, feet parted, lace riding fingers as she runs them over her hips. I grit my teeth and place the clothes in between pink breasts framed in rich tanned skin; when my knuckles connect with soft creamy flesh my body tightens, prickles another warning, and it's all I can do to keep from taking her right there.

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A is a myth with no name, no flesh, no sex, and no identity... Unless I wear one of you.

DOPPELGANGER: (wearing CeCe) I can hear his heartbeat; I feel the heat of his gaze, the strength behind his touch. Crap! My head is spinning—my head, not the human's I'm wearing. I never do this. I amuse myself and let them do the dreaming, the what-if's, and get off on that. I don't contemplate commitment, relationships, love! I just get my high on. I trade them their lives for a quick fix.

Damn it, sex with this guy is not going to be a quick fix. I want...

I realize I'm grabbing for my clothes before they fall to the floor, and he's stepping back, shaking his head. What the hell?
Sexy laugh, body to die for, and eyes to get lost in, he intrigues me, attracts me, and churns up feelings I've never felt before. But Gaire turns out to be the ultimate

bad boy.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I love laughing with my daughters, class B scary movies, fine cuisine and hamburgers from Wendy's. I'm addicted to electronics, dark chocolate, vintage eyeglass frames, and fuzzy warm socks.

One's real life is so often the life that one does not lead~~Oscar Wilde

There isn't just one thing I'm passionate about. I'm married to a wonderful man, have two adult daughters, three grandsons, and three dogs. I live on fifty acres, hunt and fish, and I will get up in the middle of the night to listen to the coyote sing. I sculpt stained glass, paint watercolors, make jewelry, but most of all I write. I write because I have to and because it amuses me to live vicariously through my characters.