What can you tell my readers about yourself that they might not know from looking on your bio or reading in another interview?
I’m very anxious. I suffer from Social Anxiety, which makes it very hard to do normal things like go to the shops sometimes. That’s why I always loved books, especially in school – I would be reading while walking between classes. I found comfort in books.
What do you enjoy doing on your down time?
Reading, and playing with my bunnies. I have five beautiful rabbits that make me smile every day.
What is your Favorite part of writing?
My favourite part of writing is when I figure out exactly where the story is going, where the characters want to be, and how to get them there. It pushes me to keep writing long after I should’ve gone to bed.
Do you have any certain routines you must follow as you write?
I don’t have routines, but I do have to be left alone. I get very grumpy if I’m interrupted while writing. It’s easy to lose the flow.
What are some of your Favorite books or Authors in the Urban Fantasy/ Paranormal Genres?
My favourite authors are Cassandra Clare, Maggie Steifvater and Brigid Kemmerer. Everything they write, I read and love.
How would you pitch the Unfortunate Blood series to someone who has not heard of it before?
It’s a little like Supernatural meets Vampire Diaries, but with more sass. It has vampires that rule not only the school but the town, werewolves prowling the bar, evil witches, fiery romance, betrayal, fear, friendship…it’s a rollercoaster journey of epic proportions, and you will fall in love with the characters just like I did.
Can you tell us a little bit about the world that the Unfortunate Blood Series is set in?
It’s set mostly in Acorn Hills, a fictional town somewhere in England. The main focus of the books is the school, Acorn Hills Academy, which is a posh boarding school of sorts…only the school, and the town, were built by vampires looking to escape persecution. What they didn’t expect was how the town drew all sorts of other mythical creatures, especially to the forest surrounding the town, where every kind of monster you can imagine now lives…and hunts.
Now, put humans in the boarding school and you have a recipe for disaster – which is where the vampire boys like Reid come in, protecting the school and students from the dark creatures that hide nearby.
Do you have a favorite scene in Stolen Dreams ?
Yes, the bridge scene, which I sobbed through while writing. You’ll know when you read it.
Which one character out of all your books was your favorite to write about? What about the hardest to write about?
Out of all my books? Oh, I’m not sure. Reid has always been a strong favourite, but Spencer (Caged Trilogy) comes a close second. The hardest was probably Sherry, since she’s based strongly on my best friend. I had to try to transfer some of who my best friend is to paper, and that was a little tricky.
What Other Projects can we look forward to reading from you?
Right now, I’m working on Dead Boys Don’t Cry, a prequel novella to Dead Girls Don’t Dance. That should be published around Halloween. I’m also working on the third Reaper Born novel, Silver Sword. It’s going to be pretty epic.
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HG Lynch is a Scottish paranormal romance author who lives with her boyfriend, five adorable bunnies and Tonto the cat. Her books are dark romances with feisty heroines and smoulderingly sexy men.
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Stolen DreamsUnfortunate Blood #6
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Having left her life at Acorn Hills behind, Ember tries to pick up the pieces of her heart at home in Scotland. Reuniting with old friends, working a normal job, hiding her fangs...
But while fake smiles fill her days, nightmares plague her nights, re-opening the wounds she's tried so hard to heal.
Left behind in Acorn Hills, Reid spirals into a deep depression, becoming more and more self-destructive. Until Hiro takes pity on him and comes up with a solution to the hollowness left by Ember's absence: get her back.
With the way Ember left, Reid knows it won't be easy to win back his Firefly, but he will do it. He has to.
Otherwise, an eternity without her isn't something he could live with.
Books 1-5 Unfortunate Blood Series
Excerpt:
Reid was in jail. Not the first time, probably not the last. He was there mostly by choice anyway; if he’d wanted, he could have compelled the police officer who’d pulled him over for drunk driving to let him go.
He’d been driving recklessly on his motorbike, almost hoping for a crash; A few broken bones, a splintered tree, pain that could be quantified and fixed with simple medication, unlike the gaping wound where his heart used to be.
He’d thought that being in a cell would distract him, give him something else to think about other than the burning pain inside him, seeing as the drink hadn’t numbed it, but he’d been wrong. Of course he’d been wrong. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been right, felt right.
Reid sighed, staring at the dull, grey ceiling of his cell. But staring at the dirty stone ceiling of his cell was no different than staring at the white ceiling of his dorm room, except that here there was no chance of Ricky showing up to stare mournfully at him through those pitying green-blue eyes of his.
And that was another reason Reid had chosen to spend the night behind bars; He was avoiding Ricky. Avoiding everyone actually, but Ricky especially. He’d been avoiding Ricky all day, in fact. It was why he’d gone out to the bar, and spent hours in the pool before that. Why? Because Ricky knew what day it was, and he’d likely have something to say about his moping, maybe even have planned something for it, and Reid just wasn’t in the mood.
It was the 9th of May. This day last year had been awesome, the year before that even better but this year…Reid just wanted to sink into a drunken oblivion and he couldn’t even do that.
The fact that it was his birthday didn’t excite him, it just depressed him further. His eighteenth birthday. It was a big event for humans, almost even bigger for a born vampire like himself. Born vampires stopped aging at eighteen.
After today, Reid wouldn’t age another day, ever. He was stuck like this forever. He would always have the face of an angel, carefully toned muscles, and hair like golden silk that would never go grey. It wasn’t a bad way to look for the rest of eternity…it just didn’t mean anything to him anymore.
His own appearance didn’t matter when he still had images of her burned into his brain.
He’d been driving recklessly on his motorbike, almost hoping for a crash; A few broken bones, a splintered tree, pain that could be quantified and fixed with simple medication, unlike the gaping wound where his heart used to be.
He’d thought that being in a cell would distract him, give him something else to think about other than the burning pain inside him, seeing as the drink hadn’t numbed it, but he’d been wrong. Of course he’d been wrong. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been right, felt right.
Reid sighed, staring at the dull, grey ceiling of his cell. But staring at the dirty stone ceiling of his cell was no different than staring at the white ceiling of his dorm room, except that here there was no chance of Ricky showing up to stare mournfully at him through those pitying green-blue eyes of his.
And that was another reason Reid had chosen to spend the night behind bars; He was avoiding Ricky. Avoiding everyone actually, but Ricky especially. He’d been avoiding Ricky all day, in fact. It was why he’d gone out to the bar, and spent hours in the pool before that. Why? Because Ricky knew what day it was, and he’d likely have something to say about his moping, maybe even have planned something for it, and Reid just wasn’t in the mood.
It was the 9th of May. This day last year had been awesome, the year before that even better but this year…Reid just wanted to sink into a drunken oblivion and he couldn’t even do that.
The fact that it was his birthday didn’t excite him, it just depressed him further. His eighteenth birthday. It was a big event for humans, almost even bigger for a born vampire like himself. Born vampires stopped aging at eighteen.
After today, Reid wouldn’t age another day, ever. He was stuck like this forever. He would always have the face of an angel, carefully toned muscles, and hair like golden silk that would never go grey. It wasn’t a bad way to look for the rest of eternity…it just didn’t mean anything to him anymore.
His own appearance didn’t matter when he still had images of her burned into his brain.
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