Author: Megan Bailey
Title: There Are No Vampires In This Book
Genre: New Adult
Date published: June 1, 2015
TARYN HAD NEVER BEEN NORMAL.
She wasn't like other girls- not after that night, that thing, took her parents from her. She made it through hospitals, doctors, and therapy by playing by their rules and saying all the things they wanted to hear. But, inside, she held on to the truth.
She knew what she saw.
SHE SPENT HER TEEN YEARS PREPARING IN SECRET
With her two closest friends at her side, she dedicated herself to a mission. She would train and she would hunt. When the time came, she would be ready. No one she loved would be hurt by one of those monsters ever again
But with high school behind them, new found freedom comes with new responsibilities and new problems. Instead of weapons and self defense classes, she now has jobs and bills. The relation-ship with her best friend was suddenly shifting into new, scary territories. How could she take down bad guys if she couldn’t get her own life in order?
AND THEN THERE WAS HIM.
A mysterious stranger who pops up in suspicious places and throws off all sorts of bad vibes. His face now starred in her regular nightmares and plagued her thoughts in the day. Was she overre-acting? Or, was this finally the monster she had been waiting for? As the scars of Taryn’s past rise up to haunt her, she begins to question herself. With her mission faltering and her friendship off kilter, would life ever be the same again?
Would she ever be the same?
She hit him with a cushion. “Shut up and play the game.”
“Truth or dare?” Aiden asked, his tone resigned.
“Dare. I’m not letting you mock my truths.” She leaned forward and started to mix another drink. One she definitely didn’t need but was having anyway. She wasn’t thinking about this lonely dramatic stuff anymore tonight. Even if she had to drown it.
“I dare you to kiss the first guy you lay eyes on.” Aiden bolted forward with his announcement, but she was faster.
Taryn squeezed her eyes shut instantly. “Nice try, goofball.”
“Oh, that’s not fair,” he grumbled.
“Should have worded it better,” she mocked him in a singsong voice. Eyes still closed, she raised her glass, a little wobblier than before. “Let’s make a toast. To being losers together on a Friday night.”
Instead of a tap of his can to her drink, she felt his fingers slide across the sides of her face and tangle into her hair. Her eyes popped open and locked on his, just inches away.
“Gotcha,” he said in a low voice.
Before Taryn could gasp, his mouth covered hers. It was no gentle, hesitant brush of the lips like she would have expected. No, Aiden met her with a firm, warm pressure that melted her insides like chocolate. His fingers in her hair tightened, sending electricity zinging through her. The drink in her hand was forgotten and slipped to the floor. Neither of them seemed to notice. He ran his tongue across the seam of her lips, asking, and the room tilted. She opened for him. His teeth caught her lower lip and tugged, lightly. She could have sworn she felt the tingle right down to her toes.
He pulled back, dragging his lips against hers in a slow caress. They sat there in the silence, eyes wide. Her head swam and her heart raced. Her scalp tingled where his fingers still pressed into her hair. Those eyes of his had turned to that shade of rich, dark blue. They trailed back down to her lips, which felt a little swollen.
From kissing him. Aiden. Heat blossomed through her belly. That just happened. But, for once, she wasn’t running a million thoughts through her head, worrying each one to death. She wasn’t thinking at all. Her panicky, loud brain was turned off, leaving something dark and hungry at the reins. Taryn wasn’t going to question it. Not tonight. She grabbed Aiden’s shirt and pulled him back down to return the kiss.
Somewhere in her head, it registered.
She was kissing her best friend.
And it was amazing.
About the Author
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Very young. As soon as I could write, I was scribbling down little stories and plays. Then I'd make my little sister suffer through them. Yay, sisterhood! All through school, I carried a notebook full of stories, poems, and ideas with me. After high school, I started my first attempt at a novel. It was terrible and should never see the light of day.
Oatmeal raisin or chocolate chip?
I love all the cookies.
Do you ever write characters you hate?
So far, no. I've liked something about every one, even the bad guys. It sounds awful, but I think the villains are the most fun to write.
What's your favorite pie?
I'd probably cut someone over a slice of cherry pie.
What do you enjoy, outside of writing?
Reading, of course. Reading ALL THE THINGS! I also love video games, crochet, and photography.
Were there any scenes in it that were difficult for you to write?
Yes. Some of the earlier scenes and nightmares in TANVITB were full of pain and darkness. It was hard working through that head space.
Do you prefer your books in print or e-book format?
I'm torn. I love holding a book in my hands, but I also love carrying a whole library in my purse.
Batman or Superman?
Batman. He has the coolest villains.
What is your favorite book?
She Who Remembers by Linda Lay Shuler. I used to sneak this book away from my mom and read it over and over.
How do you get over writer's block?
If I get stuck I like to get up and get moving. I'll take the dog for a walk or go on a long country drive. Suddenly, something will just click. Sometimes taking a break helps, too.
Who is your favorite character that you've written?
Definitely Aiden. I'm a sucker for the funny, smart alec type.
What song do you sing in the shower?
The Crowing by Coheed and Cambria. It's a good song to belt out at the top of your lungs. My family hates me for it.
Who is your favorite author?
I really love J.R. Ward and Kresley Cole.
Do you ever feel frustrated with your work?
Consistently. I get frustrated while writing it, editing it, and trying to reread it. I don't think I'm ever
satisfied with what I've done.
How do you handle negative reviews of your books?
I've been pretty lucky so far, but I get that not everyone is going to like what I do. Criticism can help a writer be better if it is thoughtful and constructive. Still stings, though. I try to take the advice and not put much energy towards the negative. I ignore any nasty comments and direct my focus to a tub of vegan ice cream.
What's something about you that most people don't know?
When I was little, I wanted to be a nun. My mom freaked out and said no. She regrets that choice. ;)
What are you currently reading?
I'm just starting Creatura by Nely Cab and Reviving Haven by Cory Cyr
Do you have a favorite genre to write?
I really like paranormal romance and just romance in general.
Is there a type of genre you refuse to write?
Beyond dark or fetish erotica, I don't really think so.
There's a lot of distractions around, especially with social media, how do you block it all out and write?
Facebook is a HUGE time waster for me. I have a little word processor that I like to type on. It has no games, no internet, no distractions. You just write. I shut down my laptop and use that to keep myself off Facebook.
Humor me, because this is my favorite (mythical) animal: Would you ever consider putting a platypire in one of your books?
Yes! It has to happen. Somehow, some way, there will be a platypire.