Rosalie Stanton - Author Interview and Giveaway

OK, today I'm really excited. Rosalie Stanton is an author I was introduced to when doing my "What's new for the Week" feature. Whilst researching it, I saw a new title by Liquid Books called Lost Wages of Sin. I featured it (Vamps, Demons, sex....what's not to love!), and then the author contacted me to let me have a review copy. I loved it. It was original, funny, sexy and fabulous. From then on, I have chatted to her quite often and am really happy she agreed to help out with this. The book, Lost Wages of Sin, is a fabulous PNR tale of sex, religion and love. Dante, lead vamp and snarky git, is AMAZING and we will be interviewing him later on in the post.

Rosalie has agreed to give away a PDF copy of Lost Wages of Sin. The Contest is International and closes on the 17th. As, per usual comment to win!! For a mini review of what its like, check out Dawns blog for a quick review from our newest reviewer Rae.

Now, let's get on with Dante's interview. I warn you, he is snarky, egotistical and darn right sexy :D

Ava should know. For nearly two thousand years, she’s worked for Lucifer himself, infecting the heart of man with greed wherever she goes. She wasn't prepared to fall in love, certainly not with an angel. And she definitely wasn't ready to experience her first broken heart after her angel breaks things off in the form of a Dear Jane letter. 
Now Ava has a problem. Lucifer believes she might have shared some of Hell’s secrets with her former lover, and her siblings face the possibility of being out of a job due to her indiscretion. Ava flees to the American South, hoping to slip off the radar and is met by a longtime friend, a vampire named Dante. Granted, Ava doesn’t know Dante has been in love with her for centuries, and doesn’t understand why he won’t leave her alone no matter what comes after her. 
With Hell on her trail, Ava’s running short on friends. Meanwhile, she can’t ignore the suggestive looks Dante keeps sending her way. Something tells her it doesn’t take Hell to get things hot

Welcome Dante. Your author has decided to talk about you in terms of the Perfect Man. How’s that feel?

Deserved. No, wait, that sounds arrogant. Let’s just say if she hadn’t chosen me I would have seriously questioned her mental health. How’s that sound? Still wrong? Damn it. Ava gave me a bunch of notes, but they make me sound like some lily-laced prick. So being chosen for the Perfect Man...well, even though it took a certain lady several centuries to see what was right in front of her, the perfect man waits, doesn’t he? I waited. Where’s my medal?

If you had to describe yourself in three words, what would they be?

Perfect Fucking Man. Too on the nose? Let’s see...how about Dead Sexy Vamp? One Hot Tongue? Or to be completely accurate, Property of Ava. She doesn’t let me forget it, and I don’t mind her constant reminders. They usually involve her panties being thrown in my face.

Why do you think your author picked you out for this event?

‘Cause she has good taste, obviously. What other nancy hero would she have chosen?

All right, all right. I normally don’t like talking about myself...well that’s not true. [laughs] Not even a little. Why would she pick me? My looks, my charm, my winning smile...perhaps the fact I was willing to spend two thousand years as some Hell Demon’s bitch to keep the memories I had of Ava?  You guessed it, ladies. Dante’s an old softie at heart...but don’t tell anyone, ‘cause then I’ll have to, I dunno, kill an animal with my bare hands and thump my chest and all that.

Bottom-line: if a guy loves you—really loves you—he’ll stare the devil himself in the eye and tell him to piss off. I know, ‘cause that’s what I did. And I’m still here to tell the tale, so appears I’m doing something right.

What can you tell us about the events in your published story? Why are we going to love you?

So get this, Ava decides to finally get her naughty on after centuries of turning me down. ‘Course, she was a little thick in the head and went for some angel bastard before coming to me, the obvious choice. Figure it didn’t do well for me that I was nuts for the girl. Still am, point of fact. I’m not the kinda guy who goes out and puts his heart on the line. I only got the one. Seemed she’d eventually realize what was right in front of her. Well, the joke was on me ‘cause it didn’t happen that way. She decides she’s running off with this clown and then he breaks things off like a coward, and she’s standing in the dust.

This leaves Ava in a pickle, see. ‘Cause she’s something special, and I don’t mean in the wanna-get-in-her-pants way. Really special. Answers to the devil himself. And the devil isn’t too happy with her. So I swoop in and save the day...or swoop in for moral support. Also, I was jealous as fuck that some fairy-winged asshole had gotten what belonged to me.  I proved to her that sometimes the forever guy is the one with fangs. Almost lost my life in the process. And I did all of this while looking damn good.

If you had to, how would you convince us you are the Perfect Man in your category?

Are you asking for incentive? Sexual favors? I’m a one woman vamp, sorry.

Beyond that, the jury’s already voted where it counts. Not looking for special validation, though you’d be damned stupid to go with anyone else.

Is there anything unique about you? Something that sets you apart from the crowd of men that we are interviewing for this event?

Ava won’t let me near Twitter—she says my ego doesn’t need anyone stroking it but her—but I’ve heard my tongue has a reputation of its own. Let me tell you ladies: whatever you’ve heard doesn’t do it justice.

Dunno much about my competition, but whatever they can do I can do better. I can tell you that much.

[pause] Fine. I’ve been around for centuries, so you know I have at least a passing understanding of forever. And I’m devoted to one woman...have been no matter what, and if things had gone any other way—had my memories of her been taken—I would’ve fought tooth and nail to get ‘em back. Nothing could scare me away.

Also, I’m sex on a fucking stick.

What would be your campaign slogan to win our imaginary crown?

Sex, Blood, and Rock and Roll

Author’s Note: I do apologize for Dante’s behaviour. He has something of a rather large, unchecked ego. I tried to tell him to cool his jets, but he just growled at me and said he was nominated as himself so he wouldn’t be anyone else for the sake of the interview.


To hear more from Rosalie, her blog is accessible from this Link


Thank you SO MUCH to Rosalie for agreeing to this. I have loved this book since I started chapter one and have pimped it out as much as possible!! The second in the series is currently awaiting approval from a publisher.....I have fingers and toes that we will hear more from the sins in the future. This is an awesome book....if you win, you will be getting a gem :D