Let's start with you telling us a little bit about yourself, Morticia.
I’m an insatiable reader and writer. I also love music and film, and have to have EDM (electronic dance music) playing while I write. When I can tear myself away from the computer or Kindle, I like to take road trips or enjoy the outdoors. That can be a challenge this time of the year on the Oregon coast!
Oh well, there’s always more stories to be told *wink*.
What would people be most surprised to learn about you?
Hmm. Ooh, I know. I used to be on a synchronized swimming team. I didn’t have a big rubber flower on my swimming cap though. Sigh…
When did you start writing, is it something you've always been interested in, or did it develop later in life?
Always! I spent a major chunk of my youth writing stories, to the point where the other kids were concerned about me. I could spend a whole summer scribbling away in my journal while the other kids were playing outside. I’m literally living my dream – although it was a long, bumpy road getting here.
Has it been everything you thought it would be or not?
The writing part, most definitely. Better even. But like many other authors, you don’t realize how much you have to do in addition to the actual story crafting part. That’s where all the fun is. But there’s also editing, blurb writing, promotion, marketing. Fortunately, I have a background in marketing and promotion, so it wasn’t as scary for me as I know it is for other authors.
How did it feel when you realized that your very first book was going to be published?
It was one of those moments that you never forget. It really was my dream coming true.
What's your favorite part of writing a book?
Typing ‘The End’. Just kidding. Sort of. But what I enjoy the most is when I fall in love with my boys. That can happen quickly or be a slow burn. The story tends to dictate when I get to that point with them.
Do you get time to read for pleasure? If so, which books do you enjoy?
I make the time! I adore M/M, the occasional ménage, as well as memoirs and other non-fiction. I’ll read the occasional YA, but usually it has to be genre fiction for me to do that. There are also certain classics that I re-read from time to time, such as To Kill a Mockingbird.
Are there any other genres you'd be interested in writing?
I’m currently working on a YA dystopian/sci-fi series under another pen name. If the fates are on my side, I hope to get it published sometime next year.
Please tell us a little about your most recent release.
Venetian Skies is a short story that was a part of the Aim High Anthology. It tells the story of Air Force Test Pilot Chris, and how he gets sent back to Aviano Air base in Italy, where he left the love of his life behind. It’s a second chances story with some action thrown in. I love my military jets.
What can we look forward to in the future from you?
More Sin City Uniforms, Hampton Road Club and Kiss of Leather! I’ll also have the follow-up novel to Bryan and Aubrey’s story, Rockin’ it Forever from the What’s His Passion? imprint, coming out in spring 2016.
Anything you want to say to your readers?
You rule! No seriously, I have the best readers in the world. I appreciate all the support you’ve shown me.
Morticia Knight's most recent releases:
No one wants to lose a love that’s meant to be. Air Force test pilot, Chris Pierce, returns to Italy to discover that second chances are the sweetest.
They had a love that was the real thing, but Chris, an Air Force test pilot, returns to Aviano Air Base in Italy to discover that the only man he’s ever loved is still there. Yet wasn’t that why artist Brandon had dumped him? Because he didn’t want to be tied down to one place or one person?
Brandon made a huge mistake. It wasn’t until Chris transferred out of the local military base that he realizes what they had together was the real thing. Even though he’s never settled in one place for very long, he couldn’t bear to leave the town of Aviano where he and Chris were so happy together.
Chris unexpectedly returns and Brandon is devastated when Chris rejects him out of anger. Can’t Chris see how much Brandon has changed in the two years they’ve been apart?
Second chances are the sweetest and love that’s meant to be doesn’t die. But when a MiG fighter jet gone rogue shoots Chris down, will their second chance be taken away forever?
Negotiating Love (Sin City Uniforms 5)
Can the kinky billionaire owner of the Dark Fantasy resort casino capture the heart of a muscled SWAT officer with a secret fetish?
SWAT Team Hostage Negotiator Steve wonders why he can’t stay away from the spoiled, rich Allistair, owner of Dark Fantasy Resort Casino. They have mutual kinks—ones Steve can’t find with other lovers—but there’s something else about the emotionally detached, beautiful man that calls to him.
Billionaire Allistair stays alone in his luxury penthouse apartment at the top of Dark Fantasy, terrified of the real world and of opening himself up to genuine emotions. He takes lover after lover, all of them allowing him to do whatever he wants to their bodies, in the hopes that they can scam something from him.
One night is all he ever shares with a plaything—he knows they only want the money and luxury he can offer them and nothing more. But the down to earth Steve is different. They share the same kinks and are explosive when together. But could the muscled law officer ever want more than the lust-filled encounters that have become such an addiction?
As they grow closer, they discover they also have to find a balance between Steve’s everyday world and Allistair’s entitled world before they can truly find an ever after. They also have to make sure Allistair stays safe. Filthy rich playboys are too tempting to those who seek the ultimate payday—and who aren’t afraid of hurting someone to get it.
Building Bonds (Kiss of Leather 1)
Kyle’s a natural sub who builds dungeon furniture, yet has no interest in BDSM. It takes a hunky Dom to show him just what he’s been missing.
After Kyle’s partner of five years leaves him for another man on the night of their housewarming party, the shy, early-thirties carpenter needs to do a major reassessment of his life in addition to raising some serious cash. With no one to help him pay the lease on his Los Angeles condo, he worries how he’ll survive. His best friend sets up a meeting with one of the Doms and partners at Kiss of Leather, a gay BDSM club being built as a premier destination for those who want the best of the best.
Master Gavin not only wants the best—he demands it. When he meets Kyle, he assumes that part of the builder’s reticence to share anything personal with him must be due to his experiences with an abusive former Master. Not one to back down from a challenge, Gavin determines to break through the walls surrounding the beautiful man he can’t get out of his mind. He’s hopeful that once he convinces Kyle to sign an initial contract, Kyle might be the first sub to open up his heart.
Misunderstandings and accusations almost destroy everything between them before they have a real chance to begin. However, the true obstacle becomes not only whether Kyle will embrace BDSM as a lifestyle, but also whether he can handle a full-time D/s relationship with a big, bad, scary Dom who’s as sexy as hell.
Excerpt from Venetian Skies
“I imagine you’re dying for me to ask you why you’re still here.” Chris almost picked up his bottle to take a casual sip, but aborted at the last second, knowing his hand would be shaking too much.
“Actually, I am.” Brandon’s eyes twinkled. “But first let’s take a seat like proper friends who haven’t seen each other in two years and need to get caught up. I’m on break.”
He’d been set to make a snide remark about Brandon referring to them as friends, when Brandon’s last statement tripped him up.
“Of course. Sorry.” Brandon’s hands fluttered the way Chris remembered they always did when he was temporarily caught off guard. “How could you know? Come on. Let’s sit.”
Brandon trailed the ends of his fingers down Chris’ arm and he involuntarily shivered. It was a typical, unconscious gesture for Brandon, but it had always stolen Chris’ breath away. It appeared that nothing had changed.
“You work here? As in employed on a continuous basis?”
Like the proverbial moth to the flame, Chris followed Brandon, couldn’t stop himself from potentially getting his wings singed again. Brandon’s musical laugh trilled as he led Chris to the table they’d always shared in the alcove toward the back of the place. There was just enough separation from the main area to afford them privacy as well as being even darker than the rest of the tavern.
As they sat at a right angle to each other, the same as always, Chris waited for Brandon to elaborate on his supposed employment. It was difficult to fathom after all the protestations of being tied down by anything.
“Can I get you another beer, hon? I should’ve thought to ask before we sat down.” He lowered his eyes, his lashes fluttering a bit. “I guess I’m a bit nervous.”
“Please don’t call me that.”
“W-what?” Brandon snapped his head up, a hint of tension pulling his brow together.
“Hon. Don’t call me that.”
“Oh.” Brandon fiddled with the glass votive candle holder in the center of the small round table. “I figured that you wouldn’t want… I mean…”
Brandon bit at the side of his bottom lip, glancing around the room as he did. He appeared so fragile, ethereal. Chris clasped his hands together tightly, intent on ignoring the urge to pull Brandon onto his lap so he could kiss and caress him, soothe away whatever troubled his ex-lover.
“You say that to everyone.” Chris cleared his throat. “That is, as I recall.” He knew he was edging into dangerous territory and it was time to steer things back to more mundane topics.
Brandon glanced up. “I’d call you baby if you’d let me.”