Remember fairy tales from your childhood? Were they racy? Steamy? Suspenseful? Probably not. But mine are. I’m Jessica Aspen and I twist old fairytales into new modern paranormal suspense. Oh yeah, and they are spicy sensual stories for adults. Only adults.
How do I take old tales and spin them into new? I start with spunky heroines who know what they want, but aren’t sure how to get there and introduce heroes who need a bit of work. Oh, yeah, and I like my men with angst. The more angst, the better so if you like tortured dark alpha males then you would appreciate my current novella, Snow and the Seventh Wolf.
My heroine Snow has a complicated past that leaves her open and vulnerable on the surface but underneath she’s determined no one will ever get in to hurt her again. Seth is a human hating werewolf who has been exiled for attempting to kill his sister’s lover. (If you want that story, better read the first book in the series, Little Red Riding Wolf.) When the over protective and angry alpha meets the vulnerable sexy human running through the woods, even he can’t let her die.
At their core I believe fairy tales are stories of transformation and romance are stories where two people transform each other. These two pieces fit together beautifully with suspense, where the plot becomes the mechanism that drives a couple into challenge after challenge. All fairy tales have suspense; evil queens, witches, and dangerous forests. In a modern twist the dark forest grows into and out of our own complicated hearts and desires.
Dare to enter my world and discover your imagination.
Five lucky readers who comment will be randomly selected to win a copy of my novella Snow and the Seventh Wolf.
Excerpt from Snow and the Seventh Wolf: Fleeing for her life Snow is rescued by a mysterious dark stranger, but what she doesn’t know is that he’s actually a human hating werewolf fighting his own desires.
Another howl carried over the rush of the blizzard.
The wolf was still out there.
She staggered to her feet, searching fruitlessly though the
curtain of snow for a black shadow. Another howl had her
head whipping to the side. Through the gloom of the gathering
clouds and snow, instead of the wolf, she saw a light flickering
in the trees.
She plowed into the underbrush, pushing through branches
that seemed to claw and bite. Following the howls to the
flickering light she spotted a tiny cabin, small glowing windows
beckoning. She made it to the door and pounded with her last
bit of strength.
No one came. Snow sagged against the hard wood. This was
as far as she could go.
The door opened with sudden force, and she fell in, landing
hard in a man’s open arms. Snow blinked up at the stern dark
face of every LA’s director’s twenty-something dream pirate.
Golden eyes, black tousled hair and a build that every actor
would kill for.
“Won’t you come in?” he asked, his voice deep and rough
Every light in the small living room and open entryway was
on, and more lights were on upstairs. She said the first words
that tumbled out of her mouth, “Your lights are on, don’t you
know we’re trying to save energy?”
An almost rusty sound rumbled deep in his chest, vibrating
her body and surprising a smile out of her.
His teeth flashed. “I’m sorry. I’ll turn them off right away.”
He set her on her feet. “Would you like to come in and get
She took a good look at him, white button down shirt
flared wide and unbuttoned showcasing a broad muscled chest.
Touchable black hair curled damply at his neck. His deep gold
eyes gleamed secrets, and she suddenly realized she must have
caught him naked in the shower.
Her cold cheeks burned.
He looked like a god and she became suddenly aware of her
cold sodden clothes, her lank hair dripping snow onto his floor.
“I’m sorry, I’m making a mess. I must look awful.”
“Don’t be sorry.” He stared at her, his enigmatic eyes
capturing hers, suspending time as he reached out a hand and
stroked a clump of snow off of her hair “You’re gorgeous,” he
His hand trailed down her hair to flick snow on the stone
pavers at her feet. Liquid heat pooled low in her pelvis.
“I…” she stuttered.
The wolf had done the same thing, stared at her with golden
eyes, trapping her in its spell. She shook herself free and stepped
back, unsettled and shaky with a strange desire.
Blurb: Exiled for attempting to kill his sister’s lover, the last thing Seth needs is to be saddled with a human. But Seth can’t turn his back when he discovers Snow fleeing from her avaricious step-parents murder plot. Isolated in a cabin in the woods, Snow attempts seduction and Seth discovers even werewolves are vulnerable to passion’s temptation. Seth’s angry struggles against his desire drive him away, but his over-protective alpha nature won’t let him abandon a female in distress. With Snow in danger again, can Seth overcome his prejudices in time to save Snow from her step-parents’ evil plan?
Author Bio: Jessica Aspen writes paranormal romance near the foothills of the Colorado Rockies. Her books are full of elves, were-wolves and sexy men who walk on the dark side of the knife. She loves dark chocolate, walking the dog, hiking and is obsessed with new electronic writing devices. Jessica is also obsessed with writing, learning about writing and is currently hard at work on the third novella in the Twisted Tales: Come Into the Woods series, Goldi and the Bear out Fall 2013. She is a member of RWA, CRW, FF&P and PRO. You can find Jessica most days during the week at http://jessicaaspen.com