Globetrotter author from Italy, Laura Tolomei has traveled the world from age five, and she hasn’t stopped since. After having read countless numbers of books, she decides, at age forty, to write her own stories for a change, instead of always having to read them from others. Now an acclaimed author with original borderline stories at the edge of accepted conventions, Laura Tolomei guarantees an erotic earthquake with each new novel.
Q. Does your family support your writing? Do they know….it’s spicy?
Laura: My family, my husband in particular, totally support me, and yes, they know it’s a hell of a lot more than spicy…mine is downright erotic. Fact is–I’m a very open person and don’t feel the need to hide anything about what I do or how I live. As a result, my family’s very supportive. My mate in particular bears the full weight of it since he’s my main reference for all my stories. Writing mostly MM, I ask him about how to make my characters more credible, also in their sex scenes. LOL I must admit, we have a lot of fun out of it. In addition, he helps me with plot and even reads the completed stories. We even found a new way to work together when I wrote Bloody Passion in first person. Since the speaker is a Druid, I wanted it to be credible so I asked him to review each chapter as I wrote it and his comments/suggestions were priceless. Ain’t he great?
Q. What describes the “heat” level in your writing?
Laura: My extremely HOT HOT HOT sex MM and MMF sex scenes! That’s why many of my books have five flames heat levels, like Divinitas, The Game and The Festival from my Virtus Saga. Most of my other books have a rating of four as heat levels, which is still scorching, particularly when it comes to my Soulmate and ReScue series.
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Alone. The future of his world on his shoulders, Prince Duncan Caldwell has to connect the dots. To pick up the pieces of broken love. Before the new edition of the Game. Before the terrible loss awaiting him at Black Rose. But not alone. Not without his angel. Certainly not without his princess. For only her power will save him.
“So, for you, it was through sex?” Extremely interested, Lord Ellis’s shoulders straightened, his body tensing all together. “With Christopher I presume.”
“No, he had nothing to do with it.” It was just as well the conversation was taking this turn. “It was the princess.” Lovingly, he raked his hand through her thick strands, relishing the silky feeling knotting around his fingers.
“That’s why you adopted her then.” It looked as though Richard had finally connected the dots to something that had been bothering him for a long time.
“Wasn’t it because you grew up together?” Somehow, it seemed important for Lucy to establish the family connection firmly.
“Actually, it was my father’s wish.” Still playing with her hair, he tilted up her face. “He had come to love her as another daughter.” His hand slipped downward. “But the reason I agreed to do it is because I love her.” Then his lips claimed hers.
Lost. He was irretrievably lost in the sweetness of her mouth. And of her immediate surrender to his tongue demanding an entry she readily gave.
“Oh…” In front of him, Lucy writhed, her hopes sagging like a balloon that had lost air too fast, too soon.
“Well, I had no idea…” Richard cleared his throat. “I mean, after what you said and did in the attic, we all thought that Christopher—”
“All I said and did is true.” Breaking off the seductive exchange, Duncan realized his cock was more than ready for her. “I love the angel.” Over her body, he reached out to clasp Chris’s hand. “But I also love her.” His free hand squeezed Ylianor’s fingers. “And the best moment of my life was when I pledged the two people I love most in the entire world to one another.” Now he brought their hands together, their bracelets—his special gift to them—grazing as their arms touched.
“And never was I happier to pledge to the woman who has captured my heart.” Taking the cue from him, Chris maneuvered her neck so that her head rested on his shoulder.
“The way you’ve been at the Hall lately, everyone thinks you only care about the leader.” Much like Lucy, also Richard looked crushed by the declaration. “And I remember Lord Strepton during the Fitting was very skeptical. Said he’d never seen Lady Templeton before, even if he’s the closest neighbor to Black Rose—”