1. What inspired you to write in your
genre?
When I was fourteen, our English teacher
asked us to read Dracula for a review. As we’d read a couple of Shakespearean
books prior, I thought it would be just another unenjoyable book that I
couldn’t get my head around. I was WRONG! I was seduced by Bram Stoker’s
unorthodox, charismatic character and have loved all things Vampire ever since.
2. If you write a series, how many books
can your readers expect?
I do write a series. The Dark Legacy urban
fantasy series. At this stage, I’m writing book four and my continue to write
more because I love the characters, but I’m taking a break after this book to
focus on others I’ve had simmering in my head for a while now.
3. If you had the chance to spend the day
with one of your characters, who would it be and why?
If I had a chance to spend a day with one of
my characters it would have to be Reece Daniels. He stepped up and took over
Dark Legacy, when Andre was meant to be the lead character, and has continued
to stand out in all of the books so far. He has morals and believes in treating
people right. He also has a lot of courage. Some of which he doesn’t even
realize he has.
4. Are there any books or authors you
admire?
I love the Alex Cross series of books by
James Patterson. They tell a thrilling tale and pull you into the story. I also
love the Addison Holmes series by Liliana Hart. They’re quirky and Addison is a
likeable, amusing character with a certain amount of bravado when she needs it.
5. What is one of the biggest
misconceptions that you think people have about authors in general?
I think people tend to think authors have it
easy and make a lot of money from their writing. Some do, yes. The lucky ones.
But most of us are doing our best to get our books into the hands of readers
and not able to make a living from what we love the most. Being an indie author
is hard-going. People think writing is a hobby. I’ve had friends say that to
me. It’s not! It’s long hours of researching, writing, promoting, marketing,
social networking and more!
6. If
money was no object and you could travel to any place in the world for
your dream vacation where would you go and what would you do?
I’ve always wanted to visit Machu Picchu. To
be able to stand on the landscape of a village thousands of years old would be
incredible! I think it would be a spiritual journey, a place to connect with
your inner self.
Maggie is the author of several books:
Dark Legacy
Once Bitten
Soul Chaser
Driving Me Crazy
Love's Twist of Fate
A Night of Passion
A Night of Passion: Clean Romance Edition
Her newest release is Soul Chaser, Bk 3 in the Dark Legacy series.
In the city that never sleeps, a gypsy has seen
Reece’s future. Someone he loves will die!
A romantic Vegas
getaway turns into another paranormal nightmare for Reece when Charlotte is
kidnapped from the airport. Who has taken her and why?
The PI and his
team work around the clock. Time is ticking. Sent on a wild goose chase across
Sin City by the unknown assailant, can they find her? Is the unidentified body
of a Jane Doe lying in the County Coroner’s Office Charlotte? Are they already
too late?
A series of unorthodox
deaths forces Sheriff Lozano to enlist Reece’s help. He’s heard rumors about the
private investigator and wants to find out if they’re true. Can they work
together to solve the mystery of the murders? Will Reece let the sheriff in on
what has happened to his fiancée?
As the two cases collide,
Reece takes matters into his own hands and enters the subterranean world
beneath Las Vegas alone. What has he discovered? And what ancient evil is he
hunting?
EXTRACT
The dark tunnel seemed endless as Reece raced along it,
peering over his shoulder wondering if the creatures were still in hot pursuit.
He had to find a place to hide until the sun came up. The stark white beam of
his flashlight app bobbed against the graffitied walls as he ran, but within
seconds the glow faded, flickered and died, leaving him in total pitch black.
Reece lurched to a stop and smacked his phone against his hand hoping it would
jolt a few more seconds of life into the battery. It didn’t. “Shit!”
His heart rose in his throat
and he sucked in a strangled breath, unable to inhale a full ribcage of air.
The claustrophobic atmosphere was thick around him and he felt like he was
suffocating. How did they find me so
fast? He thought he’d have more time.
Manic laughter resonated out
of the deep shadows in the underground drains and Reece’s eyes darted around
the gloom. They were almost on top of him.
He broke into a panicked
run, stumbling over broken concrete, cans, bottles and other rubbish strewn
along the fetid, damp passage. He tripped on something soft and landed on top
of it, the small amount of oxygen he’d managed to inhale whooshing out of him
with the heavy thud. Feeling around, unable to see, and his brain making the
connection, Reece felt buttons, material, a hand, a face… a sticky wet crater
where the nose had been. Another face… holes where the eyes should have been.
Bodies!
Bile gushed up his throat
and he staggered to his feet, his heart beating so fast it felt like butterfly
wings against his ribs. He spat the bitter liquid onto the ground and rushed
into the shadows. He had to find a way out or somewhere to hide before they
reached him or he’d be another rotting corpse amongst the body count.
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