Please welcome Vicky Loebel!
The Road to Hell is
Paved with Bad Intentions
Welcome to "Keys to the Coven," a humorous,
tightly-plotted, sometimes dark urban-fantasy/romance set in an original
universe where karma is power, sex is karma, and it's not who you know but
whose soul you own that matters.
When I started “Keys,” I had an (I thought) scathingly brilliant idea for an erotic
fantasy. My hero, Max, is a demon who has to have glorious life-affirming sex
with women in order to maintain the emotional connection that keeps him in the
living world. Lots of women. Lots of
sex.
Because this is urban fantasy, I gave Max another job
(destroying evil magic artifacts), and since it needed conflict I plopped him
into a story with a reluctant witch, Felicity, who’s immune to Max’s
supernatural charm.
That meant one woman and…oops…not so much sex.
Max and Felicity set about breaking a family curse that would
make her the concubine of an evil arch-demon. Since she hasn’t automatically
hopped into bed with him, Max has to learn to interact with Felicity as a
person. And since he’s not going away without completing his job (demon!),
Felicity has to “witch up” and accept her supernatural powers.
