I am so pleased. Joining me today is Cyril, from Symphony of Light and Winter by Renea Mason. I have to say, I absolutely loved your story, Cyril, and can’t wait to see what happens next. But before we go there, I want to find out a little more about you.
Can you tell us how you came to be – why were you “created”? And how was your creation different from say Overton’s? And how old are you exactly, by the way?
You ask a lot of questions. Might as well ask me the meaning of life and get it over with.
*Anne sighs, rolls eyes*. I didn’t want to start with a tough one.
Let me see. Which one should I answer first?
I was created because a Goddess became obsessed with human procreation. There is nothing like it where I come from. Aristia was quite crazy and meddled in affairs she shouldn’t have, so the other Gods were not inclined to help with her mental degradation.
She nearly destroyed this world in her pursuit to create me. She played in your cities with your human men and even though she found them fascinating, none could quite satisfy her, so she created me. My sole purpose was to please her. Unfortunately, the deadly combination of my stubbornness and her madness were two things she didn’t anticipate. Eventually, she destroyed herself so that she could banish me here. Not exactly a fairy tale ending.
I have no idea how old I am. Time is different where I’m from. But if you are wondering how long I’ve been here. When I woke up naked, in the Sahara desert, the pyramids weren’t built yet. So a very long time.
Overton is human for the most part—flesh, blood and soul. Or in his case three souls.
I am not human.
So you have no parents?
No parents. I was conjured.
I hate to sound like a typical reporter, but how do you feel about that? Do you miss not having a father figure or a mother figure to look up to? And if you don’t have them, who fills that role for you?
I guess this brings up that whole nature versus nurture debate again. That is a very human question, by the way.
Having no parents means no messy childhood. But it also means there is no one to blame. I’ve lived for millennia. I have more knowledge than any one parent could have so there hasn’t been a need.
Overton keeps me in line when it comes to me overstepping my boundaries. It’s so easy for me to impose my will but I have found it has dire consequences on your world. Overton makes me see that. But he is certainly not a father figure.
And, what about a woman, okay a Goddess, creating you for her own pleasure? How did or does that make you feel? I have so say, after reading the story, I love her for creating you, but I hate her for what she put you through.
Are you sure you’re not a shrink?
Nope, but I am a woman.
We all have a purpose at the most basic level. What purpose does humankind serve, really?
My purpose does not bother me. The ability to give and receive pleasure is a gift. It is something lacking among the gods so I understood her quest. But her unrevealing, the insanity was what made me her slave.
No being should ever be subjugated. Free will is the key to individuality and it that gives one identity.
But you managed to break free from her. That couldn’t have been easy. If she was a goddess, do you see yourself as a god?
I didn’t exactly break free. She lost some hold over me in her decline but it was her who had the last word. Otherwise I’d still be there and there would be no story. A god? No. Gods have more power than me. Had I remained in the other realm, I have no doubt I would have become a god someday.
Probably the closest I can compare to is that of your ancient tales of demi-gods, but I however, am not the child of a god and a human.
To put it simply, there are no words to describe me.
You can say that again (fans self). You’ve also created people, correct? But you don’t do that anymore? What do you see as your purpose in life now?
Well… I haven’t exactly created anyone. I’ve taken the souls of three individuals and combined them in the body of one, added my otherworldly essence and created an entirely new individual.
I don’t do that anymore for the reasons I stated before. I may have created a new individual, a new identity, but at the sacrifice and imprisonment of three others. When I didn’t understand my actions it was one thing, but to knowing entrap another being is reprehensible.
My purpose is to protect this world from anything my world has unleashed on it, including me. Oh and there is that little thing I do that allows you all to go to the great beyond when you die.
You are a very intelligent, intellectual and passionate man. What do you value most in a person? And what do you despise the most in a person?
You are very perceptive.
Again, it’s that female thing. Or maybe I’m simply a very bright individual.
Funny how most admire those qualities in others that they find lacking in themselves.
What do I value most? Compassion.
I despise selfish people yet at times I can be very selfish.
A very human quality for a man who’s not human. Over your entire lifetime, what event strikes you the turning point in your life? And why?
Linden changed everything. I have daydreamed about her since the day of my creation. She is meant to save me. I have no doubt.
Tell us about Linden and what she means to you.
Everything. You asked before what my purpose was. My real purpose is to be hers. Everything else is secondary.
Wow. That’s sweet. All the women reading this are swooning now, by the way. Without giving away any spoilers, what’s next for the both of you?
Well, as you know, I’m… in a bit of a predicament at the end of book one.
I’ll say! LOL!
Hard to say for sure but it might makes things with Linden a little difficult for a while. But I can be rather creative when challenged.
Oh my. I can’t wait to find out how. Thank you, Cyril, for speaking with me today. It has been such a pleasure to meet you. I see what Linden sees in you (how could I not – holy smokes). She is one very lucky woman.
Linden is visiting me in a couple of days – did you know that? Maybe I can get her to share some secrets on your love sex life with me; you know woman to woman stuff. LOL. I do write erotic romance after all, I’ll call it research.
For now, let’s give the readers a peek at Symphony of Light and Winter.
One woman. Seven men. All bound by one man’s undying devotion.
Fundraiser Linden Hill has a knack for reading people. She always knows which conversations will put a prospect at ease, which drink will loosen a patron’s lips—or his wallet, and how cleavage will make a donor sweeten the deal. She’s even foreseen her dateless weekends four hundred and sixty-four times in a row.
But ten years after watching life drain from her former mentor’s and first love’s eyes, her skills for divining the predictable are lost. When Cyril returns, he’s still gorgeous, but this time he’s beyond human, far less dead, and pissed. His lack of memory drives him to desperate acts, and his turbulent re-acquaintance with Linden pulls her into his war with a creature hell-bent on his destruction. His group of six supernatural men share a tantalizing secret, but despite the hunger, it’s love that leads her to sacrifice everything to save him…
To see a full excerpt and my review go here.
Buy the book
About the author
Renea Mason writes steamy romances to help even out the estrogen to testosterone imbalance caused by living in a house full of men.
When she isn’t putting pen to paper crafting sensual stories filled with supernatural lovers, she spends time with her beyond-supportive husband, two wonderful sons and three loving but needy cats.
She is also a founding member of the http://coffeetalkwriters.com/
Contact or follow Renea Mason
Check back on Wednesday to meet Linden and then on Friday, Overton.