Saturday, December 22, 2012

All Roads Lead to Hell Blog Tour

For Adult 18+ Readers

*last minute touch-ups on hair and makeup as the producer counts down with his fingers…three…two…one…is cued when a red light on the camera shines*

Gracen: *sitting straight with legs crossed at the ankles* Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. Today Kathryn, Shelley and I are interviewing a very interesting individual…Zennyo Ryuo, better known as Zen. *turns to Zen, notices his expressionless stare and resists fidgeting* I’m glad you could join us, Zen.  

Zen: *nods*

Kathryn: YAY!! Welcome…I have been really looking forward to meeting you…*Huge grin on her face*

Zen: *blinks at Kathryn’s unexpected enthusiasm* It’s a pleasure.

Shelley: *smiles brightly and quickly lowers her head overwhelmed by Zen's presence* Hello, Zen. Thank you indulging us today. We know what a private, um, person you are.
Zen: Thank you for respecting my privacy.
Shelley: *slinks back in to her chair* Um, you're welcome, of course.

Gracen: *clears throat* Now that GQ is over, what do you think the future holds for your family? 

Zen: I’m certain more attempts on the lives of my family. 

Gracen: That must be hard knowing someone wants your family dead? *waits for his response, but when too much silence stretches between them she peeks at her notes and gets back to the interview* Do you have a foolproof plan on how you plan to keep them safe?

Zen: Kill anything that comes for them.

Gracen: *swallows hard* Good plan.

*Kathryn and Shelley nod in agreement*

Gracen: I understand you were once married. Do you think you'll ever find love again? 

Zen: *scrapes the hair off his forehead with his fingers, the locks fall back into place* All I need is to keep my family safe. 

Kathryn: Do you not crave the companionship that you witness with Madison and her guys?

Zen: Until recently I didn’t have the choice to crave anything. It’s going to take time to adjust to my new life.

Shelley: You have fully embraced Madison and Amos at this point. Do you believe it was Amos or Madison's tenacity that created your bond? Or was it purely born of your situation and the natural tendency to grow close with those who share a common purpose?
Zen: I believe it started that way. But with time, that shifted into genuine emotion. Regardless that they’re both part demon, they’re more tenderhearted than some of humanity.
Gracen: I understand. It’s like with Shelley and Kathryn. When I first met them, I liked them, respected them, now I’ve grown to love them.
Zen: *nods* Precisely.
Kathryn: Awww Gracen, I feel the exact same way about you! :D
Shelley: Are you saying we're part demon, Gracen? *winks, giggles and throws her arms out for a hug* Can you feel the love?
Zen: *squirms from the high emotions*

Gracen: Can you reveal a little about your life before you were tasked with keeping the balance? 

Zen: What’s there to say? We were peaceful until Pandora was unleashed on us.
Gracen: Would you give up your current family to return to your first family before the Pandora fiasco?

Zen: *heavy stare and Gracen grows uncomfortable beneath it* There’s no justice in losing one family to gain another. No, I would not.

Shelley: Wow. I honestly thought you might jump at the chance to have your wife and children back. Has so much time passed that if it were possible to get them back that you wouldn't take the opportunity?
Zen: Don’t misunderstand me, Shelley. If I could regain them, I would, but I’m not the same man I was then. My wife would barely recognize me for all my changes. We were a peace-loving race, non-violent in every way until Pandora introduced bedlam into our existence. The things I have done to maintain that balance makes me a monster in the eyes of many. *leans forward and braces his forearms on his legs* Life has taught me I cannot have my cookies and eat them, too. That aside, how can I wish to forfeit one family I love for another that I’ve learned to live without? Either way I’d be losing a family.
Gracen: Actually, the correct saying is you can’t have your cake and eat it, too, but we get what you’re saying.
Kathryn: No matter how much we love someone, when they are gone, they will always be a part of us.
Zen: Yes.
Shelley: I understand your reasoning though I imagine their love for you would be the same.
Zen: They would love the man I was, but might come to despise the man I am. *shrugs* We will never know.

Kathryn: Goodness it is a heavy subject line of questioning going on right now...Let's continue with this one....Any regretful thoughts after the big event in which you made a huge decision in GQ?

Zen: No. *pinches the bridge of his nose* Given the same circumstances, I’d make the same choice.

Kathryn: But, do you feel like you are missing a part of your previous life now?

Zen: Yes. I would still make the same choice, though.

Shelley: At times it seems as though you've made the most sacrifices in order to regain the balance. Do you ever resent God- or whomever has forced those sacrifices upon you?
Zen: Unequivocally, yes, although it feels sacrilegious to speak that truth aloud.
Shelley: I would feel much the same. Why do I feel the need to look above before I duck and cover? *shutters*
Gracen: Do you think it’s easier making your own choices instead of being guided like you were before the ‘big event’?
Zen: *takes a moment to think* Maybe a little. Except for the fact that now I have no idea if I’m making the right call. That makes me second-guess every decision, unlike before when I reacted based upon the Word’s command.
Kathryn: So then did you feel like you were always making the right call “before”?
Zen: Another tough question. *thoughtful pause* Some of those slain for my Creator, will haunt me…those too young, those who hadn’t committed evil yet—they disturb me. I never questioned if my actions were right before. I was given a command and I performed as was expected of me. Like I’d always done. Now—after the GQ events—how can I question a perfect Creator, but be bothered by my actions, as well? *shakes his head* A conundrum I may never comprehend.
Shelley: Much like any soldier.
Kathryn: Sounds like something humans deal with everyday.
Zen: I…suppose. I’ve never thought of it like that. *sharp grooves line his forehead*

Before we lose Zen to deep contemplation Kathryn asks: What kind of woman do you find attractive? 
Zen: All women are attractive, but the strong-minded women who are willing to fight for their beliefs are particularly appealing.

Kathryn: Sounds a little like Madison, and I know that she is your sister in many forms of the word, do you feel like the woman that captures your heart will need to be similar to her?

Zen: I’m definitely not attracted to Madison. My wife was a fighter, died trying to save our children. Not that it mattered in the end.

Shelley: She sounds like she was an amazing being as well. So back to Kathryn's original question...what physical characteristics or attributes do you find attractive?
Zen: *penetrating stare* I have no preference on physical appearance.
*Shelley blushes from Zen's reprimand and sinks into her seat again*
Kathryn: Does she have to be supernatural or can she be human…*wink, wink*??

Zen: I’m not looking for a woman—mortal or otherwise. But if I were to locate a lover, I think to live in my world she’d have to be supernatural. She’d be too easily killed otherwise.
Kathryn: *hangs head and sighs* 

Shelley: *pats Kathryn on the back*
Gracen: *squeezes Kathryn’s shoulder*

Kathryn: What would be your ideal date?

Zen: *slow blink* I’ve not been on a date my entire life. My wife was made for me by God, so there was no courting.

Kathryn: *gasps* WOW! Then, get ready, because we are going out to paint the town red!!

Zen: Why would I want to paint the town red?

Shelley: *snorts loudly* I'm sorry, that was too funny.
Zen, it's a literal reference to having a riotous time and spilling some blood- much like your bar brawl, but I'm pretty sure Kathryn just meant she'd show you a "good time" out on the town. *elbows Kathryn and laughs out loud again*
Gracen: *chuckles over Zen’s misunderstanding*
Zen: Your human lingo is sometimes difficult with its idioms.
Kathryn: *leans over to Shelley and whispers* Let’s get this wrapped up so I can steal Zen away for some fun…
Zen: *scowls*
Shelley: *looks away from Zen quickly and whispers back to Kathryn* I'll do my best, alright?
Kathryn: *scowls back and points finger * Oh no you don’t….You are going to get up and we are going to go and have a good time….NO ARGUMENTS!!!
Zen: *pins her with a heavy stare* Mortals aren’t the supervisor of me. *elevates eyebrows* Dare to tangle with me, human….
Shelley: *laughs* I believe she would. 
Gracen: *clears throat* Um… *raises hand* Would Madison approve this threat?
Zen: Madison isn’t my supervisor either.
Gracen: Ooookay…then. *becomes fascinated with her notes*

Kathryn: What do you do to keep your physique so scrumptious—I mean fit? Eating or workout regimen?

Zen: *shifts in his seat after the awkward scrumptious comment * I was frozen into immortality as you see me. I don’t require anything to maintain my physical fitness. I must meditate to keep my mental sanity.

Shelley: *sighs* God is good. 

Zen: Sometimes, yes.
Shelley: *blushes and giggles over Zen's literal response to her sensual remark*
Kathryn: *snorts* Mental sanity? You must have to mediate a lot in order to keep that…your world is highly unstable…
Shelley interjects: Highly unstable. 

Kathryn: But, you do work out with Madison, right?

Zen: My workouts with Madison are to improve her skill, not mine.

Shelley: Seriously, what could you improve upon? *sighs again*
Zen: *deadpan stare* Is that a legitimate question?
Shelley: *drops her head* Um. No.
Kathryn: Well, we definitely know that your “skills” have better prepared Madison for the battles she has faced and the ones that she will still encounter…Great job!  Are you open to teaching others?  I would definitely like to learn some self-defense skills…
Zen: That would be unwise. Humans are too fragile.
Kathryn: Pfft…Humans are too fragile…just your excuse to not get close to people in my opinion…
Zen: *eyes glow silver* In the words of Madison…if I wanted a shrink, I’d ask your opinion. Otherwise, guard your opinion.
Gracen: *elbows you in the ribs* Stop provoking the scary immortal.
Shelley: *whispers to Kathryn* We are so not in control of this interview.

Kathryn: *sighs heavily* Ok. Moving on...Do you have any favorite foods?

Zen: Favorite foods would be almost anything Madison cooks, but I particularly love her cherry pies.

Shelley: SWEETS! Well now I'm hungry. *holds out tray of holiday goodies* Want some? Anyone?
Zen: Thank you. *snags a cookie and groans with the first bite*
Shelley: *beams with pride over Zen's acceptance of her well known baking skills*
Gracen: *shakes head* No thanks.
Shelley: *talking through a mouthful of gingerbread* What was it like being the leader of the Dragons?

Zen: *a flash of exasperation hits his features* Difficult at times. They are mischievous creatures.

Shelley: Mischievous and voracious. Can you tell us about an event with them where they may have gotten the better of you? Any tale of that time would be fascinating to hear...
Zen: Only once did they get the better of me and they had Micah’s aid. That’s when I was trapped in the Cave of Crystal Giants. The one in which Madison broke me out of.
Shelley: *tuts* Micah *shakes her head*
Gracen: What was it like being trapped in a crystal prison?
Zen: Frustrating.
Gracen: *after a long pause, she realizes he’s not going to elaborate* What do you think about Nix’s nicknames for you…crystal genie and Zenny?
Zen: I tolerate Phoenix only for the sake of Madison and Amos.
*the girls share a look*

Shelley: After the events in GQ, what will you do now that Madison has chosen a destiny?

Zen: Continue to protect her as any good brother would do.

Shelley: You are truly devoted. It's quite humbling to witness.
Zen: I don’t belong on a pedestal. I’m no different from how others feel about their family. Aren’t you devoted to yours?
Shelley: *puffs up chest before slamming back against her chair again* Well yes. But I'm also spoiled and selfish. *looks away*
Zen: Most mortals are.

After regaining her composure Shelley asks: Do you have a favorite time of year?

Zen: I’ve always been fond of autumn. *crosses his ankle over his knee* The vibrant discoloration of the leaves is striking.

Kathryn: Autumn is my favorite time of the year as well. I agree that the discoloration of the leaves is very striking. I also enjoy the holidays that are found during this season as well.
Shelley: It is a most beautiful time of year on my part of the planet, and we embrace all the season has to offer, especially the harvest festivals. Do you or have you in the past celebrated the holidays surrounding the seasons?
Gracen: *nods*
Zen: Only since meeting Madison have I begun to celebrate holidays.
Kathryn: Do you have a favorite holiday or celebration that you now partake in?
Zen: I like Amos’s exuberance for Christmas, so I’ll select that holiday.
Shelley: *smiles widely* Children certainly make the holidays fun.

Shelley: What do you admire most about Madison?

Zen: Her tenacity to demand her own future, rather than the one designed for her, and her devotion to her son.

Shelley: I admire those things in her as well. She has such strength. She certainly has gathered much with your guidance and training.
Zen: I hope I’ve helped guide and train her.
Shelley: I'd say that's a given.*chuckles*

Shelley: What is a favorite book you've read?

Zen: None that you’re privy to.

Kathryn:  Can’t even enlighten us at all???

Zen: The original scrolls God’s Word was written on would be the most recent.

Shelley: Not privy to, but absolutely and interested in. *Whispers to Zen* Perhaps we can strike a deal?
Zen: That’d be a negative.
Shelley: *scrunches face and crosses arms* F.I.N.E. Geez.
Gracen: How amazing that must be to hold the Word of God in your hands.
Zen: That is humbling.
Shelley: Where would you like to call home?

Zen: *rifles his fingers through his hair once more* All of earth is my home since it was given to me to govern and balance. But…wherever Madison and Amos is located, that will always be my home.

Kathryn: *smiles* Yeah, home is where your family is, right Zen?

Zen: Yes.
*the room grows warm*

Gracen: Well, that wraps up our interview. I hope you enjoyed getting to know the infamous immortal a little better. Thanks, Zen, for joining us today.
Zen: *nods*
YES!! *grabs Zen’s hand and leads him to the door * Lets go buddy!! :D
Laters girls!!
Gracen: Wait up! Make sure you have your dancing shoes on. Madison is meeting us at The Queen’s Lair to dance the night away.
Zen: Not without me, she’s not. *teleports all of them to The Queen’s Lair*
Gracen: *glances around the club that’s in full swing with party goers...leans toward Kathryn and whispers* You owe me one because Madison said she’d try to meet us.

Thanks everyone for making this stop on the Road to Hell. If you haven't yet read Genesis Queen...GET. TO. IT.
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Victory is hollow when fate maneuvers one as a pawn.
Madison’s mission is complete. Nix is rescued from Hell and her son safe from his dark destiny. But in the safe harbor of Nix’s love, her demonic husband warns of a murderous plot. Can she trust that it’s the truth and not another scheme to claim her for Hell’s throne?
 Sometimes internal struggles can house our biggest demons.
With allies divided and prophecy heralding defeat, Madison gambles on Micah’s tenuous honor to keep their son protected. Torn between her heart’s desires and her dark requirements, Madison worries her hellish fate cannot be avoided. When betrayal comes from an unlikely direction, all their futures may be damned. In the darkest hour of Madison’s life, an undeniable providence will transpire. Who can she trust? And how far will she fall to defeat her foes?
 Amid the rubble of defeat will Hell’s Genesis Queen dawn?
“I like the way you move, kitten.”
She took a deep breath, like she needed the extra oxygen to deal with him. “Did you square away the angels in Hell?”
“Yes.” Details weren’t necessary when they both knew he’d instituted a brutal torture regimen for all of them. “Dance with me?”
“To this music?”
“You didn’t appear to be having any problem.” He held his hand out toward her.
She stared at his palm. Her expression was reminiscent of an individual confident selling their soul was a reckless choice but entering the deal anyway.
“I don’t bite.”
Her gaze felt like an impact against his. “You did in Hell.”
He wrangled the grin under control. “Then I won’t bite.”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea, Micah.”
A casual shrug when nothing about her body language suggested she felt relaxed. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts. “Nix says my idea of dancing is sex with clothes on. He couldn’t tolerate it and if he couldn’t….” She trailed off and gaped at him as if she’d just realized she’d been about to insult him.
Micah grinned. “I haven’t lived as long as I have without executing restraint.” He stepped closer to her. “I’ve controlled myself with you more than any other.” Because she is my woman and deserves my respect.
Madison allowed him to pull her arms free of their defensive fold. Holding her gaze, Micah coaxed her into his embrace…left hip to left hip, his leg thrusting between her knees, gliding upward and parting her thighs.
She bit her bottom lip. Her breathing grew shallow. The heavy beat of the music thumped around them. His pulse throbbed faster.
Hell’s delights, she felt fantastic against him.
“Relax,” he said when she remained inflexible. A soft wind would break one of her bones. “I only want to dance with you.” Like when they’d been married, just a different manner of movement. This one more intimate than what they normally partook.
Her focus locked on his jaw, and she sharply inhaled when he slid his palm down her back and settled on her hips. He executed the first moves and she followed. As if magnetized, they gyrated in perfect synchronicity.

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