Quick Q&A with Sandra Hill
Describe yourself in five words or less.
A talented writer with a sense of humor.
Can you tell us a little about your book?
GOOD VAMPIRES GO TO HEAVEN: eighth book in the Deadly Angels series. Zebulan is a good demon (vampire…a Lucipire) who finds himself in a hellish situation. Who better to rescue him than the flame-haired vangel (vampire angel) Regina, who looks an awful lot like Satan’s sister! Laughter and sizzle guaranteed!
How did you come up with the concept and the characters for the story?
Zeb has been a popular secondary character in the other Deadly Angels books, a quintessential tortured hero with a sense of humor. Readers love him. That’s not to say this book can’t be read without having read others in the series. They are all intended to stand alone, as well as follow a series.
What types of scenes are your most favorite to write?
Anything involving humor. A coven of witches in a hot air balloon rescuing my hero in GOOD VAMPIRES GO TO HEAVEN. A modern women teaching Viking women how to make homemade condoms in THE RELUCTANT VIKING. A lazy Viking who is forced to become a Navy SEAL in KISS OF SURRENDER. An eighty-year-old woman, Tante Lulu, doing outrageous things in all my Cajun novels, including entering a belly dancing contest. A Norse king who has a curse placed on him causing his penis to make a right turn (THE OUTLAW VIKING). These kinds of things I enjoy writing most.
Can you tell us about your upcoming book?
THE CAJUN DOCTOR (May 30, 2017) features Dr. Daniel LeDeux, a burned out pediatric oncologist, who meets his match in Samantha Starr, a New Orleans divorcee who has a reason to hate doctors. Poignant at times and hilarious at others, this book also features the popular Tante Lulu with her usual outrageous antics.
Deadly Angels #8
By: Sandra Hill
New York Times bestselling author SANDRA HILL continues her sexy deadly angels series with a good demon who might finally get his vangel wings…
WHEN HE WAS BAD . . .
Two-thousand-year-old vampire demon Zeb is supposed to spend eternity turning mortal sinners into bad guy Lucipires like himself. That way, they can grow their numbers and fight the vampire angels known as Vangels. But Zeb is a bad boy in a good way—secretly working as a double agent for none other than St. Michael the Archangel in hopes of one day earning his wings. Problem is, Zeb’s betrayal is discovered.
Hello, demon dungeon.
HE WAS VERY BAD . . .
Until Regina, a foxy, flame-haired Vangel witch on a rescue mission, busts out Zeb, along with three oddball Lucipire witches. Hello, temptation!
BUT TOGETHER THEY WERE VERY GOOD . . . !
Their escape unleashes a war to defeat all Vangels forevermore. In an epic madcap battle between good and evil, a Demon just might earn his wings . . . and spend eternity with the Vangel of his wildest dreams.
If you have been following this series, you know Zeb the Hebrew. However, if you are like me and came into this series a little later you are learning a little about Zeb and the life he has lead up until this point. Basically, he was a demon who decided he wanted to change his ways and become a Vangel. However, there is one problem, actually a couple: 1) He's a demon 2) He's not a Viking. Makes things difficult, and there is 3) He stuck in Horror.
The last we heard of Zeb he sacrifice his freedom for Cnut, and he's been stuck at Horror all this time being tortured. Now Regina has taken it upon herself to go and rescue Zeb. However, there are few challenges along away. Like gather a few demon witches called the Crazy Coven. The rescue is like a comedy of errors. It's pretty much snowballs from there.
Oh my goodness, it was needed to get Zeb's story. There was humor and snark galore. Zeb keeps his good humor even while being torture. He cracked me up at times. The banter between him and Regina was fun. Regina is totally snarky, but she does tone it down a bit as the story progresses. Michael definitely has a sense of humor when he pairs Zeb and Regina together.
Overall, Good Vampires Go to Heaven is definitely a nice conclusion to end of the Deadly Angels books. Since I have read the last couple I want to go back and read from the beginning. I have the gist of whats going on, but I want to see the others. Plus, it would be fun to revisit the ones I have read.
Copy provided by Avon via Edelweiss.
A blue mist seemed to swirl above, then settle around them like a cloudy cocoon. The rain aroma intensified, and for the first time she smelled her own cinnamon fragrance that Zeb had alluded to. Cinnamon rain, for sure. They ought to make a scented candle with that name.
Zeb’s drinking from her was slow and rhythmic and only tiny sips at a time. But, oh, the bliss! It was both primal and sexual. No wonder vangels who mated sometimes fanged each other while making love.
Regina arched her head back to give Zeb better access, an ageless gesture of female submission. How odd! That she would surrender anything to a man!
Only her breasts pressed against his battered body, the rest of her half on, half off the bed, her legs dangling over the side. Still, she adjusted herself so as not to hurt him, and in the process she twined the fingers of one of her hands with his, and she placed her other hand against his head, to hold him in place.
His hand still cupped her nape, but his other hand was making sweeping caresses over her back, from shoulder to rump and back again. Over and over. Even though she wore one of his old T-shirts and jogging shorts, she felt naked under his touch.
Regina was more aroused than she’d ever been in all her life. Not that she’d been inclined to lust very often. Once every century or so.
She wanted to climb atop his body and rub herself against him. Skin to skin. Breast to chest. Pubic bone to pubic bone. Thigh against thigh.
She couldn’t. Even if she could, she wouldn’t.
She wanted to kiss his lips and draw his tongue into her mouth. She would suck on him with childlike hunger. No, not childlike. Nothing childlike about the hunger she was feeling.
In any case, it was a moot point. It was hard to kiss a fanging man when only one set of fangs was involved. Two sets? Impossible! Wasn’t it? They might even get locked together. Imagine Vikar’s consternation if she arrived back at the castle fang-locked with a demon vampire, wanting him to unlock them. They would be the laughingstock of all vangeldom. Angeldom, too, she supposed.
She could imagine the jokes.
“How do two vampires kiss?”
Better she concentrate on something else.
She had to stop Zeb’s drinking from her, for now, or she would be drained. Slowly, carefully, she pushed herself up and away, until his fangs withdrew from her with a small pop. He licked the skin, reflexively, to seal the wound.
“That’s all for now,” she said and rose off the bed. Her shaky knees almost gave out. How was she going to do this again and again until Zeb was healed? She would be a basket case. The most satisfied woman in the universe! Or the most stirred up and antsy for release! Yikes!
Zeb’s eyes opened for a moment, and he said, “Thank you.” Almost immediately, he fell back asleep, or unconscious. His body still threw off heat like an inferno; so the danger was not over. Still, she sensed that he was a little better.
She covered his body with a thin sheet, dabbed at the blood on his lips with a tissue (the fangs having retracted already), and finally replied to his comment, “No. Thank you!”
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Sandra Hill is a graduate of Penn State and worked for more than 10 years as a features writer and education editor for publications in New Jersey and Pennsylvania. Writing about serious issues taught her the merits of seeking the lighter side of even the darkest stories. She is the wife of a stockbroker and the mother of four sons.