Lucas is hunting, not only for a serial killer, but for his mate as well. With the arrival of his new partner Toby, he may be able to solve both problems at once.
There is a murderer rampaging through San Francisco, killing on every full moon while under the delusion he is a werewolf. Little does this ruthless man know that the police officer tasked with catching him is a true werewolf.
Lucas Donald has one of the best solve rates in the state. He’s not happy that he’s been saddled with a new partner on such an important case. That is until he meets Toby Devin, who is possibly the most beautiful man he’s ever seen. Together they have to crack the case. Can they find happiness despite family and job stresses?
Welcome Rhiannon Wellman! Please start off by telling us a little about yourself.
Well I’m 31, and from my next birthday I’m going to start going backwards. I’m married with a little boy. I’ve been making up stories for as long as I can remember, somewhere there is a cassette tape of me recording a story about a princess who saved a prince. But if I find it first I’m going to burn it.
Is Red on the Moon a single title, or part of a series?
At the moment it’s a stand-alone. I will however reserve the right to have another crack at it, or have the couple turn up in a different story, just to ask for directions or something.
What were your inspirations for the story?
It just popped into my head one day. I thought of a story where a werewolf was hunting someone who wished they were a werewolf and it grew from there
Please share your setting for Red on the Moon. Have you ever lived or visited there? If so, what did you like most?
Red on the moon is set in San Francisco. I’ve never been but I did quite a bit of research while I was writing. I’d very much like to go there one day. The reason I used that city was purely because when I started writing and I needed a place I was also watching a film that was in San Francisco.
When did the writing bug first bite?
Like I said I started telling stories young. I stared writing fanfiction as a way to get used to writing for other people. It was a great way to grow as a writer, that was about four years ago now.
Who are you favorite authors, book/series?
I don’t think I can pick just one. My favorites tend to depend on what mood I’m in at any given time. But two of my favorites that are always there are Terry Pratchett and Jane Austin.
Do you have any hobbies or special things you like to do in your spare time?
Writing is my hobby. I do also love to read and I’m an avid cross stitcher, but as a mother I don’t always have time. I do however know all the characters in far too many kids TV shows. It’s a funny thing. You get monster (as I lovingly call my son) up in the morning, he has cartoons on before school, he goes to school, I come home, and for some reason am still watching cartoons an hour later.
What’s the strangest thing you’ve heard or seen?
I just asked my husband this question as it had me stumped, he responded, ‘you doing the house work’… lol, I love my hubby, the sarcastic little shit.
Well a few years ago, when my cat was younger (about 18) we had different neighbors, they had a German Shepard. My cat beat the crap out of it and it was then terrified of my cat. That was pretty strange, funny, but strange. My cat is now nearly 23 and will still occasionally beat up an evil piece of paper that’s hell bent on world domination.
Making a snap decision Lucas followed Toby into their office and closed the door.
“Perhaps you should stay here and co-ordinate the operation with the Captain, or go to a different area,” Lucas suggested hopefully.
Toby crossed his arms and glared at Lucas as if daring him to repeat himself. “How about you stay here and I’ll go without you?” he suggested.
“You’re not going out there without me,” Lucas said angrily, crossing the room and getting into Toby’s personal space.
He smirked. “So what makes you think I’ll let you out there without me?”
“I, well, I… Damn it, Toby,” Lucas virtually shouted in exasperation. “Why won’t you back down? What makes you so different?”
“Shut up and get out of my way. We have a case to solve. I won’t ever back down when I’m not the one in the wrong and if you think I’m going to, then you’re going to be sorely disappointed.”
That was the moment—the exact second, that Lucas was sure, beyond reason—that Toby was intended to be his mate. He couldn’t hold back the growl of arousal that escaped his lips moments before he brought them crashing down on Toby’s.
Toby pulled back gasping. “We are not having sex in our office,” he said firmly.
“Aww, but…” Lucas teased pushing Toby into his chair.
“Anyone could walk in.” Toby panted.
Lucas could smell the arousal coursing through his partner. It was intoxicating.
“I’m not going to fuck you. But I need you too bad not to have you,” Lucas walked over and locked the door before returning and dropping to his knees between Toby’s legs.
“What exactly did you have in mind?”
“I want to see if you taste as good as you look,” Lucas said, smirking at Toby’s groan. “You best keep quiet. You don’t want anyone coming to see what all the noise is about, do you?” Lucas undid Toby’s trousers and encouraged him to lift up enough for him to pull them down to his knees.
Top ten things you don’t know about me:
1. Cotton or Silk?
Sherry (I know it’s weird but I like it.)
A little of both, I have a general idea but my characters tend to do what they like.
4. Describe your workspace
I will and do work anywhere, I have a notebook in my hand bag a writing app on my phone and my laptop. I may or may not be a bit obsessed, it depends on who you ask.
5. Sports fan or just tolerate it?
I mostly tolerate it, I do follow formula one a bit.
6. Who is your biggest influence on writing?
My hubby, he’s my muse.
7. Favorite food –
8. When did you start writing?
Properly about four years ago, but I was published for the first time just over a year ago.
9. If money were no object, where would you like to live?
Canada or Australia possibly America. More likely the last two because it’s warmer.
10. What’s next for you?
I have several books on the go at the moment, I can never settle on just one, but, as of today I am putting the finishing touches on one called ‘The Lightson Dynasty.’
Rhiannon has been making up stories as long as she can remember. Admittedly they had less sex in back then. She never goes anywhere without a pen and notebook, and has often been known to stop mid conversation, get a glazed look in her eye, and need to write down a line, or even an entirely new plot line to add to her ever growing ‘to do’ pile.
Rhiannon’s approach to writing, and life, is best described by the following conversation with her very understanding, and often bemused husband.
“You got bit by the plot bunny again didn’t you?”
“Small bunny or big one?”
“It was a tiger in a cunning disguise.”
When she’s not writing she has a full time job and a family who she loves very much, she’s very grateful for all the wonderful things in her life and hopes to keep writing for a long time. Working on her books is Rhiannon’s escapism, she can lose herself in different worlds and situations, if for no other reason that’s the she will write for as long as she is able to hold a pen and paper and type on her ever present laptop.
So far Rhiannon has been published with Breathless Press three times, and plans to stay with them as long as she can feeling she’s found a home with them and is quite happy to stay there in the company of like-minded people.
As Rhiannon likes to talk quite a lot she set up a page on face book where people can come and get information as it happens. She will respond to all messages sent to her, currently the page only has a little over 100 likes, but considering the short time she has had the page Rhiannon is thrilled with the response she’s gotten.
She also has a blog, that’s updated as often as she can think of witty and interesting things to say, which is never as often as she’d like.
Rhiannon also has an account on Goodreads