Thursday, June 9, 2016

Nicole Thorn ~ an interview and her novel ~ Bring Me To Life

Nicole Thorn

TITLE: Bring Me To Life
 RELEASE DATE: January 15, 2016
AUTHOR: Nicole Thorn
 KEYWORDS: urban fantasy, paranormal, witchcraft, romance, action, adventure, new adult
CATEGORIES: Paranormal Romance/Fantasy
 ISBN: 978-1523276868 & 152327686X
 IMPRINT: Howling Wolf

Anastasia wanted to be a witch. One of her friends even found a spell to give her magic. But before the spell is over, Anastasia dies. She wakes up in Hell, having to serve a purgatory sentence for her crime.

When Anastasia is suddenly ripped out of Hell and brought topside, Ezra, a demon working for Lucifer, is told to send her soul down below. When he finds her, there are questions that must be answered. He decides to keep her alive until he knows her friends won’t resurrect her again.

While he still has Anastasia, he’s sent on another assignment. They have to work together to stop a murderer. But as she and Ezra grow closer, the decision to get away from him becomes harder. To save her life and find out the truth behind her death, she must leave the only person who has made her ever feel alive.

Raised from the dead after meeting her demise in a blood magic ritual, Anastasia finds herself having to survive an assassin sent from Lucifer if she wants a second chance at life.


Nicole "Cappie" Thorn was born in California but, after a stint in Kansas, moved to a suburb of Phoenix. She spends a lot of her free time knitting and reading from her massive book collection. Her eclectic tastes, like Disneyland, Buffy and all things London, carry into her writing. She started writing in her early twenties and finds it wonderfully addictive.


Q: If you could morph into any creature what would it be?
A: Probably an owl or a dolphin.
            If you don’t mind me asking, why?   
A: If I were an owl, I would get to fly and there is literally nothing that sounds cooler to me. And dolphins are pretty much mermaids, and who doesn’t want to be a mermaid? Crazy people, that’s who.
Q: When you think of a garden, do you picture vegetables or flowers?
A: Flowers. Oodles and oodles of flowers, and a pumpkin. But just one.

Q: If you didn’t have to clean them, how many bathrooms would you have in your home?   
A: One for every human being in the house.
                       How many if you have to clean them?
A: …two is my limit.

Q: What kind of music do you listen to? Do you have an all time favorite song?
A: I listen to almost every kind of music, but I prefer rock or alternative. My favorite song is Both Sides, Now by Joni Mitchell.


Q: Would you ever consider a joint project?
A: Yes, I have a writing partner, and she happens to be the reason I write. We have a book together due out in August. It’s a Greek Mythology story.

Q: Are you a sit down and play it by ear kind of writer, or do you need a structured guideline, or maybe a little of both?
A: I plan out chunks at a time and see where it goes. Most of the time I know how I want to end it, but that sometimes changes as I go. My plans are very light to start out with.

Q: Do you always know how a story will end when you begin writing it?
A: Most of the time I do, but I’ve started a story with little more than an idea for the first few chapters and not a single clue how I’m going to end. Most of the time I have it figured out by the time I’m halfway done.

Q: Have your characters ever taken the story in a different direction than you had originally planned? Do you have a for instance, for us?
A: Yes, literally every single time. Sometimes a personality doesn’t turn out like I thought it would, or they just start saying things and it turns into something else. The last time I can remember it happening was in my last book What Lies Beneath. I don’t want to spoil it, but one of the characters made a transition that I wasn’t planning at all at first.

Q: How long does it take you to create a novel?
A: Lately it’s taking about six weeks to a couple months to get a first draft done.


Q: What are you working on now? Would you like to share anything about it?
A: Right now I’m working on the last book in a trilogy, the first of which is coming out in September. It’s about four girls that get kidnapped when they’re 12, and then get out of that situation when they’re 19

Q: Do you have a new book coming out soon? Tell us about it.
A: My next book coming out is called Your Heart is Mine. It’s about a deputy hunting down a serial killer, while also being a serial killer himself. He’s trying to protect a girl who the new killer is obsessed with.

Q: How can we find you? Do you have a web page, FaceBook page or any buy links?
A: Yes, I do. Here are the links: 




When we got off of Space Mountain it exited at a photo store where you can buy a picture they took of you on the ride. I thought it was a little creepy but the line of people buying them didn’t agree.

“Do you want ours?” I asked Anna.

She frowned for the first time since we got here. “N-no.”

Something was off. “Why.”

She looked at her feet. “Well, if you plan on killing me then I won’t be needing it. I doubt you’d want a picture with me in it.”

I didn’t know what to say. She was right, I was going to kill her soon. I didn’t need a picture of her around to haunt me. And it would haunt me now. How could it not after I’ve seen this in her?

I’d been trying not to think of the day that was coming when I’d finally have to do it. I’ll need to stock up on whiskey.

She bought me to a water ride next. The singing animals were disturbing but she seemed to love it. Thankfully we didn’t get too wet. I had on my leather jacket and it would be a shame if a singing rabbit was how it met its end.

This was another ride that took a picture. Anna didn’t stop to look at it, but I did. She was smiling. Of course.

It turned out that she was right about the stupid buttons. When we got to the Small World line we were brought to the front and given our own boat. I just wish I’d known beforehand that I was about to experience the most upsetting thing I had seen in all of my three hundred years.

“Anna,” I leaned over to her. “What the fuck is this?”

She laughed. “It’s supposed to show people that the whole world is connected and it’s a wonderful place.”

“I’ve traveled the world a hundred times over. I’ve never seen ugly little robot children singing at me.”

“To you.”

“It’s ridiculous.”

“It’s cute.”


She laughed again. “Good to know your opinion. That way next time you’re mean to me I can sing this song to you while we’re in bed.”

“Congratulations on figuring out the most upsetting thing you can do to me in a bed.”

She took my hand and said. “Our bed,” in a mocking tone.

I rolled my eyes. “Slip of the tongue, Pet.”

“Do you not have control over your own tongue?”

I leaned down and put my lips to her ear and my hand between her legs. She flinched a little but didn’t move my hand. “Trust me when I say that I practice extraordinary control when around you, Anna.”

She turned her face in my direction the same time I did. Her eyes went to my lips as she slowly leaned in. Stupid as I am, I didn’t stop her. Our lips just barely grazed each other’s, so little contact that I wasn’t even sure it happened.

I moved my hand farther up her leg but the damn girl was wearing denim shorts. Of course, the one day I really need her in a dress she isn’t in one. My hand traveled up the front of her shorts until my fingers found the button on the top. I unsnapped it and went for her zipper. Our lips were still threatening to touch but neither of us were moving.

The overhead speaker blared, “We’d like to remind you that for your safety all hands, arms, feet, and legs are to remain in the boat and to yourselves at all times. Thank you for your cooperation and have a magical day.” The song came back in and Anna slid as far away from me as she could, fixing her shorts.

“Anna,” I started.

“Didn’t happen. Okay?”

No. “Yes.” I said it because I knew better.

When we got off of the ride it exited into a store. I asked Anna if she wanted to look around but she said no. As we walked out I caught her staring at a massive Donald Duck stuffed animal.

We stopped for lunch. Anna insisted that they sold whole turkey legs here and she dragged me around the park until we found the place that had them. We sat at a bench and passed it back and forth between bites.

“Reminds me a little of when I was young,” I said. Meant to be an inside thought but it escaped me.

“No plates or forks when you were a kid?” she asked as I was passing her the leg.

“There were. I’m not thousands of years old. Plus I was privileged, so we had all luxuries that money could buy,” I wasn’t sure why I was volunteering the information to her. I just knew that I wanted to.

“Really?” she smiled. “Rich boy?”

I nodded.

“But then you died?”

“I did.”

“And the Devil chose you to become a hellion.”

“He did.”


I looked into her blue eyes and decided that I wasn’t ready for her to know what I was.

“What ride are we going on next?” I stood up and offered her a hand. She took it and threw the remains of our lunch out. She didn’t push the subject of my death again. I’ve shut her down twice. Maybe that would keep her from asking again.

“You can pick,” she pulled a map out of her back pocket and opened it. “Point and we’ll go.”

I looked over her map and pointed to a little house.

“Ah, the Haunted Mansion. Good choice.” She put the map away and off we went.

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