Please share a little about yourself, your genres,
any other pen names you use.
I’m Maureen O. Betita. I have a distant niece in the
Phillipines, so the O. is needed or you’ll find her on Facebook and think I
have an aging portrait in the attic. I’m in my fifth decade and have lived in
California all my life. Presently, I’m on the central coast and loving it. I’m
into the third decade of my marriage and met my husband in high school.
I’m a writer who isn’t afraid to create worlds in
many genres, though it makes me hard to categorize. And it’s hell on knowing
where to promote and market. I do have a penname, under which I publish the
more salacious stories of my repertoire. But beware, Maura Blue has no censor.
Tell us a little about your latest or upcoming
release.
Foxoddness
is a standalone novel, contemporary, lightly paranormal and erotic. I specify
it’s a standalone, as most of my titles are parts of a series. This book
features a long married couple and what happens to their life, and marriage,
when a new man stirs things up. Until Will knocks on their door, they didn’t
know magic existed.
Are you a mom?
Only of a continual line of dogs and/or cats. Which
has proven challenging enough that I have my doubts that I would have made a
very good people mom.
What would your readers be surprised to learn about
you?
Most of the time, I’m actually scared to death. Of
everything. But I’m good at facing it down.
When you’re not writing what do you do? Do you have
any hobbies or guilty pleasures?
*hangs head – I watch too much television. And
Netflix is the bane of my existence. I’m learning how to sew and one day, I
hope to discover a love of gardening. (Ha!)
Which romance book or series (or other genre, if you
don’t write romance) do you wish you had written?
There’s a few – Kim Harrisons Hollows Series, The
Anita Blake books by Laurell K. Hamilton and The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher and…
The Miles Vorkosigan Novels of Lois McMaster Bujold. Not just because they are
wildly popular, but because they have wondrous characters and worlds.
Of all the characters you’ve ever written, who is
your favorite and why?
It really changes from time to time. So much depends
on my emotional and mental state. I admire Ria from Essentially Human, for her vulnerability and strength despite her
battered heart and mind. I adore Emily from The Kraken’s Caribbean Series, for her sense of humor and loyalty.
And I lust after her man, I admit it. When I need a hero to look up to and
emulate, I think of Miranda from the Forever
A Pirate Series. As a couple, I so love Sarah and Andrew from Foxoddness, for being willing to open
up, find and accept magic in their world.
If this book is part of a series…what is the next
book? Any details you can share?
I hadn’t planned on making Foxoddness a series, but I’ve been approached by several fans to
please, please, please write more! There are a few characters who have stories
to be told, so…when I find a window of opportunity, I think I will. My lead has
a pair of sisters who really do need to find out what happens for them. A
brother and his brother’s daughter have adventures ahead. And maybe, just
maybe, his twin sister…
What is next for you? Do you have any scheduled
upcoming releases or works in progress?
2016 is going to be mad busy. My two pirate series
are reaching their ends. Forever A
Pirate in March and The Kraken’s
Caribbean likely in January or February. I have a new 5 book series is
starting in February, only 5 books long – Irish
Magic. (I tend to write long.) There are two big conventions on my side of
the Rockies and I hope to attend both, plus a few more on the side. I love
going to conventions and having a chance to meet readers and potentially
readers, face to face. Happily, they are far enough apart that I should be able
to recover my strength between them.
I have several books I hope to finish and publish in
2016. More standalone books, ranging from a dystopian fantasy to horror to
romantic suspense. I am ambitious!
Foxoddness
Maureen O. Betita
Genre: contemporary erotic paranormal romance
Date of Publication: September 15, 2015
ISBN: 978-1-939914-67-5
ASIN: B0149PWFT0
Number of pages: 215
Word Count: 78,206
Cover Artist: Barbara Cool Lee
Book Description:
A house by the beach, happily married for over 25 years – what more could Sarah and Andrew Denby need? Yet, something is missing…until Will Bramble knocks on their door. He leads them into a deeper sensuality than they ever imagined.
The lanky redhead figures on a quick seduction, some fun in the sack and moving on. But Sarah’s laughter, Andrew’s strength, and the welcome of their bed, fills the hollow place in his heart.
From the haunted hills of Santa Bella, to the rambling fields of Scotland and the enchantments of Ireland, they discover the powers of physical intimacy, while the legacy of his magic, hidden beneath his human skin, brings their world to life.
Available at Amazon
Excerpt:
Casually, Will
laid an arm across the back of the bench. “The windows and doors won’t take
very long. But if you’d like, we can talk about a few odd jobs. Like repairing
this deck. I think the support beams are failing; it’s too spongy. I have the
time on my schedule.”
She turned her
face toward his hand and inhaled the batch of pheromones he’d set down earlier.
Her eyes closed slightly and a tremble ran through her body. The obvious desire
for more flew through her. She took another deep breath. He set his drink cup
down and turned to face her. When he lifted his hand slightly, she ran a tongue
down it, and then flinched back. “Oh! I…uh…” The blush from the coffeehouse
rose to a full bloom on her face.
How charming!
“Seems like a
good thing to do…” Taking her hand in his, he raised it to his lips and ran his
tongue down it, and then sucked several of her fingers into his mouth.
Her eyes widened
as she stared at him. “Oh, God. I...want…”
“I like to
follow my instincts, Sarah.” Will looked straight into her eyes. He licked at
her fingertips before setting that hand at his bulging crotch. With a moan, her
eyes lost focus as the pheromones took hold. Will kept still when she pushed
off the bench, knelt on the deck, and fought to get his pants open. Her fervor
impressed him. She lowered her mouth onto him and sucked like it was the first
cock she’d ever touched.
A smidge of
guilt ran through him, but the glory of her mouth swept that away. If she
hadn’t been inclined, it wouldn’t have worked.
Though he wanted
to linger over the encounter, it was best if he delivered this first dose of
chemistry speedily. “Damn, that feels so good.” He stroked her hair, let his
head drop back and surrendered. She swallowed most of his cum, save for the bit
that dribbled down her chin. He smiled and lifted her, opening her shirt and
spreading that bit down her cleavage, even painting her nipples with it. “Make
sure he sucks them tonight,” he whispered.
Sarah nodded,
and he helped her back to the bench, securing her shirt before putting himself
back together. He picked up his drink and let her return to herself. His
chemistry would make sure she stayed calm. Her memory wasn’t going to argue
with what just happened. It would just shuffle it around; probably decide
nothing had occurred save a pleasant fantasy.
As he expected,
the lovely writer sat up straighter, picking up the conversation from where it
left off. “Yeah, the deck. It is a bit spongy. I keep trying to talk Andrew
into putting together a shed under there, with a door to the front and the
back. And extend it.” She got up and pointed to the box below the deck, giving
him a nice view of her ass. “That used to be where the twits before us kept
their dogs.” It was as if the small interlude had never taken place.
His imagination
sped ahead, picturing her spreading those legs and inviting him to fuck her.
Battling the image, he finished his cookies and then told her to check out the
bedroom. “You can watch while I get the new window in.”
Standing, she
sedately followed him into the bedroom and lay down on the bed to observe him
work. He stepped in and out of the room. One of the times he came back in,
she’d slipped her hand under the waistband of the baggy jeans she was wearing
and began masturbating. Will ignored her and kept talking about the window.
When she climaxed, filling the room with her scent, he sat, pulling her hand
free and cleaning it off. A small smile lit her face and then she drifted into
a late afternoon nap. Her susceptibility boded well for his pursuit. He hoped
Andrew was equally inclined. From impressions, he was nearly certain.
About the Author:
Maureen O. Betita believes in the transformative power of sensual encounters. She uniquely blends erotic romantic adventure, plus fantasy/paranormal elements in her books, including The Kraken’s Caribbean series and the Forever A Pirate series.
Pirate Festivals, Steampunk Gatherings, Science Fiction and Fantasy Conventions, Renaissance Faires – these are all within her social sphere and she borrows, steals, and creates stories from her adventures at these venues. Her imagination includes worlds of science fiction romance with three books revolving around the common theme of Alien Encounters; an intricate creation of contemporary erotic fantasy, with Born in Flight; and trips to a slightly alternative side of contemporary Ireland with the upcoming 5 books series, Sex Magic.
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