Monday, October 1, 2012

Elements of Rebellion by Coral Moore: Interview and Excerpt


Elements of Rebellion
Coral Moore
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Bared Teeth Publishing
Number of pages:284
Word Count: 85,000
Cover Artist: Amanda Kelsey

Book Description:
After spending most of her life an unwilling captive in a brothel, Sindari is sold to Lord Devin, a man with a reputation for unspeakable cruelty. In the arms of this man who must pretend he cares nothing for her, Sindari finds compassion, making the journey through her barren homeland all the more perilous. Along the way she discovers she can channel elemental forces that compliment Devin’s ability to manipulate fire.
Harnessing this power, she battles the Dominion, an unrelenting foe that has broken the spirit of the Eldari people through twenty years of savagery. Trapped by the brutal empire that has enslaved millions, Sindari and Devin fight against hopeless odds.
Warnings: Graphic Violence and Sexual Situations

           I don’t belong to him, and nothing he can do will change that. I repeated that in my head while I sobbed. I lay face down along the length of the heavy, familiar bench, my wrists secured to the legs on either side. The bindings held me so I couldn’t move more than a tiny bit in any direction.
Between my hitching breaths, I heard Master Mitchell’s belt threading back through the loops of his trousers. He stood next to me without saying a word.
When the last of my tears had flowed, he pulled my hair away from my face with gentle fingers. “Aren’t you tired of fighting me after all this time? You know it won’t do you any good.”
I didn’t bother to answer. He reached over me to his dresser, then gave me a whack on the backside. I stifled a groan. The pain was nothing compared to the welts that burned across my back from his belt’s attentions, but I knew what he held from that one touch. The wooden back he had just slapped me with was by no means the worst that coarse brush had to offer.
He paused to rub his knuckles over my bare bottom in a mocking caress. “With your uncooperative attitude, I can only place you with the roughest of my clients. Wouldn’t you prefer to serve men who won’t treat you so badly?”
“Then who would you offer up to those swine?”
He flipped the brush around and hit me with the stiff bristles until I squirmed from the cutting bite of it scratching my skin. “That’s none of your concern.”
How wrong he was. I’d been making that decision for years by being difficult with every man he put in a room with me. Keeping the worst of them away from the other girls seemed worth it, most of the time.
Merciful spirits, I hated that brush.
He sat down on the bench above my head and lightly placed his hand on the back of my neck. “I can think of more pleasant ways to spend our time.”
I had little interest in his clumsy seduction, a fact which he knew by then. “Let’s just skip ahead to the part where you force yourself on me and pretend that I enjoy it.”
With an angry hiss, he peppered my back with the brush. The bristles tore at my broken skin and sent agony radiating in every direction. I started screaming after the third strike and lost count soon afterward.
When I ran out of breath and could scream no longer, he stopped. My entire back throbbed. I gulped for air. He tugged the strap around my knees loose while humming quietly. I rested my face against the bench and took a few shuddering breaths.
He scratched the bristles of the brush up the back of my right thigh to get my attention. Though my legs were free, I was too exhausted to move away from the uncomfortable sensation.
“Your defiance is not without its charm. The quiet moments after are always so enjoyable. I’ll miss you when you’re gone.” He’d threatened to sell me to a labor camp as a breeder so often that it had ceased to frighten me long ago.
I swallowed to steady my voice, my throat raw from screaming. “Am I going somewhere? I hear Garza is nice this time of year.”
He laughed, but there was little humor in the sound. “Tristan will be here in a few weeks to take a batch of girls to sale in Rochelle.” He put down the brush and ran his fingers over the curve of my ass. “You don’t bring in as much as you used to. I can no longer justify keeping you for what little amusement you offer me when there is no profit in it. You’re going in the next group.”
I turned my head to look at him, not believing a word of it. When I saw his expression, though, I knew he was telling the truth. His graying hair clung to the sides of his face, framing a sad smile that was not at home on his handsome features. I held his gaze for longer than could be considered appropriate. Neither of us spoke.
I had wished myself free of his House more times than I could remember, but with the prospect of getting out before me, fear crept into my throat and choked me. With Mitchell, I knew where I stood and which lines he wouldn’t cross. As much as I hated him, there was a measure of trust there that I couldn’t deny. After I was auctioned, there was no telling where I would end up.
“Nothing to say?” His hand slid over the torn skin of my back with a light touch that brought an absurd amount of pain. I gritted my teeth.
He crouched next to my head and worked at the binding on my right wrist. “If you ask me nicely, I’ll consider keeping you.” His blue eyes searched my face as he caressed my cheek. The unspoken promise of tenderness was a familiar lie. I no longer wondered who that lie was supposed to convince.
How easy it would be to beg him to keep me. For a brief moment, I almost wished I could do it. I despised the weak part of myself that wanted his approval.
“Never.” I turned my face away from him and closed my eyes. Tears overflowed and spilled down my cheeks. I didn’t want him to see how much he had hurt me because I knew that pain was what he sought, an indicator that he’d broken me at last.
With a contemptuous growl, he stood and kicked the bottom of the bench under my head, jarring my teeth with the force. The sound of his belt being pulled free again rasped in my ears.

Welcome Coral!  I'm so pleased you are visiting today and have agreed to answer a few questions so we can find out a little about you.  Where do you dream of traveling to and why?

Right now the big dream is Alaska. My husband and I each wanted to go there before we met. We haven’t made it yet, but we’re hoping for next year. Once my husband visits there he will have been to all fifty states, so it’s a big deal for him.

Alaska is on my bucket list, too.  I love books, movies and TV shows that are set there!  What was one of the most surprising things you learned while writing your books?

That the process is not at all what you imagine it is before you start. There is a lot of work done even after you’re “finished” and I think that gets overlooked by a log of authors just starting out.

What do you think makes a good story?

Character. The basis of a great story always starts with an interesting character. A wonderful character can make even the simplest of stories into something amazing.

Plotter or Pantser? Why?

I’m a pantser. I don’t know where the story will end up until I’m about a third to a half of the way through. I wish I wasn’t because it can be frustrating at times like when a deadline is looming and the rest of the plot just won’t click. That one moment when I figure it all out though, that’s priceless.

Do you listen to music while writing? If so what?

My favorite thing to listen to while writing is the Amélie soundtrack. Lots of piano and accordion, it’s really wonderful to listen to in the background while doing anything that requires concentration.

What book are you reading now?
I’m reading The Emperor’s Edge by Lindsay Buroker. It’s very good, with one of the most authentic main character’s I’ve read in a long time.

What are your favorite TV shows?

My favorite show ever was Veronica Mars which went off the air about 5 years ago. Veronica is a high school kid whose best friend is murdered and the first season focuses on her trying to find out who killed her. As far as what’s on right now, my favorite is probably the Game of Thrones series.

Entice us, what future projects are you considering?

I’ve got an upcoming project I’m still in the brainstorming phases with right now that I’m really excited about. The main character is a college student at a school in the Pacific Northwest. She is the descendent of a long line of magi who have been protecting the Earth for centuries, though she doesn’t know it. The idea right now is that she’ll have an heirloom that’s been passed down to her and that’s the key to using her powers.



Coral Moore has always been the kind of girl who makes up stories. Fortunately, she never quite grew out of that. She writes because she loves to invent characters and the desire to find out what happens to her creations drives the tales she tells.
Prompted by a general interest in how life works, her undergraduate schooling was in biology. She follows science news and enjoys conversations about genetics and microbiology as much as those about vampires and werewolves. Coral writes speculative fiction and is pursuing a Master of Fine Arts in Writing at Albertus Magnus College.
Currently she lives in Connecticut with the love of her life, who offers both encouragement and kicks in the tail when necessary. Also in residence are two mammals of the families Canidae and Felidae.
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oh wow. If the rest of the book is like that excerpt, I think I'll like!