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Today I had the pleasure of chatting with P.M Terrell What made you want to be a writer? When I was nine years old, my father, an FBI...

Author Interview and Giveaway: P.M.Terrell of The Tempest Murders

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Today I had the pleasure of chatting with P.M Terrell

What made you want to be a writer?

When I was nine years old, my father, an FBI Agent, was transferred from New York City to the Mississippi Delta. I found out very quickly that the folks in the Delta didn’t want us there, and I was pretty ostracized. A school principal noticed how solitary I was and suggested that I write. I began writing short stories for her; she’d critique it and I’d polish it. It launched me on a lifelong love of reading and writing.

Who is your favorite author?

I don’t have a favorite author because I’m finding many of them cross genres so that I enjoy some of their work but not all. I love Erin Quinn’s Haunting series and I wish she’d write more of them. I also love Elizabeth Peters’ books featuring Amelia Peabody, and I’ve read Anne Rice’s book, The Mummy, more times than I can count.

What is the name of the last book you read?

In Sunshine or in Shadow by Cynthia Owens. It’s a wonderful book that takes place at the end of a potato famine in Ireland. I felt like I grew to know the people and their struggles. And I love reading romance and this book has plenty of it.

Tell us about yourself in 3 words?

Determined, diligent, empathetic

What is your favorite activity?

I love to read romantic suspense, especially when it transports me into Scotland’s or Ireland’s past. I also relax while watching light romantic movies. I raise freshwater angelfish; I find them so serene and so graceful. I love watching them lay eggs and then watch the babies hatch and grow into gorgeous creatures. I have a blog, www.vickisangelfish.com, that chronicles my adventures in raising angelfish.

If your book could be made into a movie? Which actors would you have play the main two characters?

Hands down, I would love to see Kevin Ryan as Irish Detective Ryan O’Clery. Kevin is an Irish actor from Dublin who is currently playing Francis Maguire in BBC America’s series Copper.
The role of Cathleen Reilly could be superbly played by Kendra Anderson. Kendra reminds me of a modern day Vivien Leigh—without the Southern belle accent. In The Tempest Murders, Cathleen is a very capable woman who doesn’t back down from a challenge.

Who is your favorite character in your book?

Most definitely, it’s Detective Ryan O’Clery. I think every woman would love to feel the kind of passionate love Ryan has for his soul mate. When he discovers the serial killer he’s been tracking has targeted Cathleen, he braves a hurricane to reach her, even stealing a boat and fighting for his life in the storm to try to save her from the killer. He is intelligent, capable, brawny and a force to be reckoned with—and he’s Irish, which is a reason in itself to love him.

What's in your TBR (to be read) pile?

Maggie Thom’s Tainted Waters, Cynthia Owens’ Playing for Keeps, L.L.Muir’s Going Back for Romeo and Christy Nicholas’ Ireland: Mythical, Magical, Mystical

What are 3 of your pet peeves?

Rudeness, intolerance and bigotry

What's your favorite (cats or dogs), (coffee or tea), and what's your favorite food?

I love dogs and own three rescue dogs at the moment;
I like iced coffee or cappuccino;
And my favorite food is chocolate, followed by pasta.

Thank you so much for sharing a little about yourself with my readers


P.M will be awarding a Celtic bracelet (US only) to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.



Tour information is listed below:

http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2013/09/virtual-book-tour-tempest-murders-by-pm.html





The Tempest Murders
by p.m. Terrell

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BLURB:

A provocative story of a love that spans centuries, of soul mates found, lost and reunited… and the lengths to which one man will go to change their destiny.

Irish Detective Ryan O’Clery is working a series of homicides in America when he discovers a journal written by an uncle, Constable Rian Kelly, five generations earlier. The journal detailed the same type of murders as the worst storm in Ireland’s history slammed into the island in 1839.

As Hurricane Irene barrels toward the North Carolina coastline, Ryan discovers even the killer’s description matches his cases exactly. And as he falls in love with television reporter Cathleen Reilly, he begins to wonder if she is the reincarnation of Caitlin O’Conor, Rian Kelly’s lover—the woman who was lost to the killer as the storm raged in Ireland—and if he is the reincarnation of Constable Rian Kelly.

Now he’s in a race to rescue Cathleen before the killer finds her—or is history destined to repeat itself?

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Excerpt One:

They were bites away from finishing their meal when the sky opened up. There might have been a warning, had he been by himself and able to observe his surroundings; but by the time he noticed the trees bending deeply and the gray clouds roiling, the rain had descended on them in a torrent. Within seconds, their food was floating.

A tiny shriek escaped Cathleen’s lips as she vainly tried to keep the rain off her head.

Ryan jumped up, grabbed her wrist and in one fluid movement, had her on her feet. They raced for the back door, managing to rush inside just as a wicked clap of thunder sounded, followed almost instantly by a white streak of lightning.

Once inside, he closed the door, plunging them both into relative silence. He turned around, an offer to get her a towel on his lips. But when he laid eyes on her, the words froze. She was completely drenched. Her hair was hanging in folds from which water streamed until it formed a puddle on the hardwood floor. Her thin blouse was plastered to her body and seemed to highlight the black lace bra beneath. It further accentuated a slender waist before giving way to jeans that she now appeared to have been poured into. Her feet were soaked and as he took in the petite toes peeking out, he found himself staring at the pink polish and a Celtic toe ring before his eyes moved back up her body.

By the time they reached her eyes, he felt as if he was on automatic pilot. His mind was completely blank, his emotions swept away. He stepped toward her at the exact moment he reached out and pulled her to him, the wet blouse teasing his chest. He didn’t look in her eyes but closed his as his lips locked onto hers.

They were everything he’d dreamed about; full and moist and soft. But she wasn’t kissing him.

He stopped and took a step backward, separating them. She stood perfectly still and stared at him with eyes that had grown round and huge. Her face had lost its color and as she continued staring at him, he realized she was in shock.

Horrified with his own boorish behavior, he stumbled over his words. “I am so sorry. I’ve never done anything like that in my life—”

She rushed at him and for the briefest of moments, he didn’t know if she planned to slap him or pummel him or push him to the side to rush out the door. He staggered backward to get out of her way but when she descended on him her arms encircled his neck, pulling his head down to hers. When their lips met again, hers were slightly open and she met his mouth with a passion he had only dreamed about but had never fully experienced.

Ryan’s arms wrapped around her; pulling her to him so tightly he had to contain himself to keep from bruising her. She tasted sweet and fresh, the raindrops mingling with perspiration and a fragrance that was both soothing and wild and which seemed to envelop them both in a sensual cocoon.

His large hand found her face, the palm cupping her chin while his fingers stroked her jaw. Her skin was as soft as silk and moist from the rain; and as her lips parted further to allow him in, he thought he could never get enough of her. As one hand wandered to her hair, weaving his fingers through the long tresses, a mingled scent of citrus and florals wafted upward, growing in intensity as he fondled her locks.

He pressed his body against her, tightening his hold on her as his other hand explored her back, kneading her skin through the thin, wet blouse. Her breath was coming in short shallow bursts now and he could feel her heart quickening as he pressed ever closer. When she sighed softly, he opened his eyes and when she moaned, he reluctantly drew back from her, his muscled chest rising and falling and yearning.

Her face was flushed, the heat rising in her cheeks in a way that tantalized him. Her plump lips remained slightly parted and as he gazed at them, he realized he might have bruised them despite his efforts to control his passion. As his eyes found hers, he discovered them staring at him in a way that disarmed him. The gold flecks he had seen earlier appeared to have grown and now they nearly glowed as she looked at him. They were tumultuous, the colors dancing under her long, curved black lashes. But it was the raw emotion in them that gripped his soul; he’d seen desire before and had witnessed passion but there was something more—something deeper. It was trust, he realized with a start. As if she was standing before him, naked to the soul and she was entrusting herself to his care.

In his peripheral vision, he could see her chest rising and falling with her jagged breath and each rise threatened to take him closer to the peak of desire.




AUTHOR Bio and Links:

p.m.terrell is the pen name for Patricia McClelland Terrell, the award-winning, internationally acclaimed author of more than eighteen books in four genres: contemporary suspense, historical suspense, computer how-to and non-fiction.

Prior to writing full-time, she founded two computer companies in the Washington, DC Metropolitan Area: McClelland Enterprises, Inc. and Continental Software Development Corporation. Among her clients were the Central Intelligence Agency, United States Secret Service, U.S. Information Agency, and Department of Defense. Her specialties were in white collar computer crimes and computer intelligence.

Vicki’s Key was a top five finalist in the 2012 International Book Awards and 2012 USA Book Awards nominee and her historical suspense, River Passage, was a 2010 Best Fiction and Drama Winner. It was determined to be so historically accurate that a copy of the book resides at the Nashville Government Metropolitan Archives in Nashville, Tennessee.

She is also the co-founder of The Book ‘Em Foundation, an organization committed to raising public awareness of the correlation between high crime rates and high illiteracy rates. She is the organizer of Book ‘Em North Carolina, an annual event held in Lumberton, North Carolina, to raise funds to increase literacy and reduce crime. For more information on this event and the literacy campaigns funded by it, visit www.bookemnc.org.  

She sits on the boards of the Friends of the Robeson County Public Library and the Robeson County Arts Council. She has also served on the boards of Crime Stoppers and Crime Solvers and became the first female president of the Chesterfield County-Colonial Heights Crime Solvers in Virginia.

For more information visit the author’s website at www.pmterrell.com, follow her on Twitter at @pmterrell, her blog at www.pmterrell.blogspot.com, and on Facebook under author.p.m.terrell.


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9 comments

  1. Thank you for hosting me here today! I'll be checking back later and answering any questions anyone might have for me.

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  2. I agree with your pet peeves, p.m. Rudeness is running amok these days!
    catherinelee100 at gmail dot com

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    1. Isn't it, though? I wonder what it would take to bring us back to a polite society...

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  3. Informative interview

    bn100candg at hotmail dot com

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    1. Thank you for faithfully following my tour, bn100!

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  4. Great interview!
    Thanks for sharing and for the chance to win!
    natasha_donohoo_8 at hotmail dot com

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    1. Thank you, Natasha! Best of luck winning the Celtic jewelry!

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