Character Interview – Vladimir

It’s always fun to do something a little different. An author interview is always nice to do, but when your book characters grab a little limelight, that is where the fun begins… So when USA Today Bestselling Romance Author, Jenny Foster met Vladimir from Mr Stoker & I, here’s what happened.

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Q:  May I offer you something to drink?

No. Thank you.

Q: I hope you had some time to recover from your last adventure in “Mr Stoker & I”. Tell me, what is your favorite relaxing pastime?

I do not have much spare time, I find my mind too occupied with my work. Since I came to your country as a young man, my eagerness to work, or achieve my goals, to accomplish, has been far too great to worry my mind with small details as relaxation. My work has become far too important, too time-consuming to allow anything else to interfere.

Q: Where did you grow up? Do you have fond memories of your childhood?

My home is a small village just outside of Brașov, at the foot of the Carpathian Mountains, where the river snakes, and stories are told. My childhood was filled with tales of those whispering Mountains. There is a fondness attached to those thoughts, to my Grandmother. She was very wise, her knowledge was great, and I learnt well from her. There is more a need attached to those memories, a need for answers. It was that need that brought me to your shores.

Q: Whom or what do you really hate?

Hate? That is a strong word, a strong emotion. Surely to hate you must love; I have found they are much the same. There is no room for either in my life, not anymore. Love brings about weakness, rash behaviour. I have seen what becomes of those who love too much, hate too much, it brings devastation to their door, what they crave so greatly to protect, crumbles.

Q: What is your biggest fear?

Again, I have witness fear, it can easily be mistaken for hatred, or become one with it. That is truly a mixture most lethal. Great fear takes man’s logic only to replace it with nothing but foolish expectations, of possibilities of what they can never obtain. Fear brings rashness, doubt. It leads to mistakes. I have no room for it.

Q: What makes you smile?

There was one that brought warmth, a  spark of that kindred spirit; one that made me smile. Someone with an honest heart. A solitary soul with a longing to do what was right. There was no fear in her actions or hatred in her heart, only a need to protect those she loved. I wanted to… what did I want, I wonder? Did I want her, or the mere hope that shone from her? I will never know, I no longer like to reflect.

Q: I´d love to hear about your future plans. Is there anything you can reveal?

Do I have a future? What future could I possibly hope for? I wander back to my home of the whispering Carpathian Mountains and the winding river that surrounds the town. Of those memories of my childhood and the stories of the ancestors told by my grandmother. I may stay there, and wait.

Intrigued? Left wanting more? Why not buy the book and read more of Miss Lucinda Meredith and Vladimir…

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Remember to Love Me

1900 – Annabelle yearns for nothing more than motherhood and her duty to provide an heir to devoted husband Richard Hardwick, successor to a wealthy family fortune. Her younger sister Emily, engaged to Lance Corporal James Wright, imagines only wedded bliss, but as darkness falls in the shape of War, James is deployed to South Africa, leaving her alone with an uncertain future. As melancholy festers, Emily escapes taking solace by the sea. As the distance stretches between the sisters, so too does the life-thread of family.

1997 – As her 21st birthday approaches, April reluctantly moves closer to her Grandmother Sarah, to her mother’s childhood home of Bury St Edmunds, in the heart of the Suffolk countryside. As she struggling to adjust, pining for her seaside upbringing, she takes solace in the bond she shares with her grandmother. In a visit to the attic one December afternoon, she discovers more than just dusty tea chests and old suitcases. She encounters an ancestor that has remained, a ghostly apparition whispering secrets in the shadows.

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1646 – A time of English Civil War, when life is cheap, death common and superstition consumes the hearts of God-fearing folk. The life of a healer is precarious, dwelling in the shadows of normal society. Ostracised, their time running out as the self-appointed Witchfinder General scours the countryside for the Devil’s whores…

2016 – One dark night, one sleepy town, one family gripped by terror. The EAPI paranormal team are called to investigate dark poltergeist activity. But, as the eternal night finally loosens its grip, it seems that some evil deeds are never forgotten, reaching out from beyond the grave to exact their revenge…

Lies, secrets, and treachery, it seems, are never forgotten

Welcome to Manningtree…

England 1645

Civil War clutches the country in a merciless embrace. It has been raging, trudging its heavy boots, sweeping the weary country with fear and battle, for nigh on three years.The hearts of men, divided, The Royalists of King Charles I, and Cromwell’s Parliamentarians. Steadfast in their intentions, to retain or gain power, each loyal to their cause, but, in fear and severe hatred of those with other, contentious, ideals.

Yet, in the souls of the lowly countrymen, the humble farmer, the timid maiden, from clerk to clergy, another war rages, fuelled by ignorance. Superstition. It rules with a fierce rod. God-fearing folk seek refuge in pure beliefs, and be damned any who step outside the boundary.

Parliament propaganda whispers in men’s ears – There be evil. Slowly, gradually, gaining momentum ‘til it spreads like wildfire. Weed out the Crown’s servants of Satan. Reap the country bare of its demons. Beelzebub lurks, preying on the weak and needy. Innocent hearts to contaminate, milk to sour, butter to spoil, crops to rot.

However, there is a man. One who wheedles his employment of local parish, town, village and hamlet. One who is trusted, esteemed and feared. He comes, with those in his employ, to watch, gathering evidence and confession. His success speaks of a countryside rife with evil, an intemperate plague of witches, the Devil’s Whores.

“Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live.” Exodus 22:18