Please help me welcome author Naima Simone to the blog today! Naima is so much fun and it shines through in her books. Today she’s agreed to take the hot seat and answer a few questions about herself and her latest release The Millionair Makeover, which is the second book in the Bachelor Auction series from the Indulgence Line with Entangled Books.
Afterward, check out her drool-worthy cover and enter her giveaway!
Let’s get started …
How would your friends describe you?
Now depending on the day—did I answer the phone or not; did I allow my procrastination tendencies to kick in; did I reply to an email—I think they would describe me as encouraging, funny, ever ready to bury the body, at times forgetful…which probably makes them want to snatch me up and beat me like a piñata :)…a listener and loyal. And my bestie said sassy. LOL!
Love it! You are always so much fun. What 3 things do you hope to accomplish in 2016?
In 2016 I want to become more disciplined in order to be more productive. I’d love to attend a writer’s retreat (I have my eye on one that I’m feenin’ to go to!), and finally, successfully pick a winner of Project Runway…
I want to go to a retreat as well. Hopefully it’ll happen for us both. What was the first thought you had when you saw the cover for THE MILLIONAIRE MAKEOVER?
OMG, that’s NIALL!!! LOL! Niall is the hero in THE MILLIONAIRE MAKEOVER, and except for Henry Cavill’s face, it was totally him. Aaaand, I don’t know, but I may have a watch fetish now…
I love choosing character names. Tell us how you came up with your character’s names in THE MILLIONAIRE MAKEOVER.
I love choosing character names, too! It’s the first part of my process once I figure out who my characters are. My hero, Niall, is Irish, complete with an accent. He’s also broody, sensual, strong-willed and incredibly loyal. His name means “champion.” And that’s who he is. In spite of his history with Khloe, he runs to her aid, and is willing to be who and what she needs. My heroine, Khloe, is a shy, Plain Jane wallflower who is ready to break out of her shell and take risks to grab ahold of the future she imagines for herself: a husband she loves, family, security, acceptance. Since she goes from duckling to swan, her name means “verdant and blooming.” In the book, she blooms into this confident, sexy woman who owns who she is. Can you tell I’m a little anal when it comes to this? LOL!
I love it! What’s the one scene from your book that stands out in your mind as being your favorite to write?
There are two scenes that immediately come to mind, so be right back while I flip a coin…. Okay, I’m back. LOL! One of my favorite scenes was when the glam squad showed up at Khloe’s house to transform her from “the nun”, as Niall called her, to the hottie. I had so much fun writing it! The glam squad characters were over the top, and then that moment when Niall sees her for the first time after the makeover… Sigh. And more importantly, that moment when Khloe sees herself for the first time! I had a ball writing it!
Describe your perfect hero.
My perfect hero is a man who’s very alpha, can be just shy of a**hole-ish sometimes with good reason, but is never demeaning or abusive. He’s tortured, scarred—inside and maybe even out—has a hard, even brutal demeanor, but at the same time possesses an iron core of strength and a moral code that is unshakable. Like he might snap his enemy’s neck without the slightest remorse or hesitation, but he’ll take home that starving, abused puppy he found behind the dumpster in the alley he just snapped said neck. He’s willing to do anything—and I mean anything—to protect the woman he loves. While the world might see him as a fierce, dangerous predator, his woman knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that he would never hurt her, and would torch the world for her alone. She sees the vulnerability in him that he can’t afford to show anyone else. So whether he’s in a five thousand dollar suit, leathers and s**tkickers or camouflage, my perfect hero is a total bad a**.
RANDOM FUN FINISH THIS SENTENCE:
My perfect day… is sleeping late, staying in bed, with coffee, a Columbo marathon, Chinese food and BOOKS!
The room I hang out most in my house… is my bedroom. If I had a refrigerator in there, my kids might forget what I looked like! LOL!
The last restaurant I ate out at was… The Cheesecake Factory. I had a girls’ night out there for the first time in forevah!! We had the funniest waiter who told us snitches get stiches. ROTFL!! He was great! And the company was, too, of course! :)
I could never… touch a spider. Not. Gon’. Do. It! My college advisor wanted to desensitize my sister and I to spiders. Yes, we’re identical twins and share the same phobia to those eight-legged abominations! We were supposed to start with looking at a watercolor of one, and by the end of the semester end up holding a tarantula. I swear, I tried to convince myself it was a Rorschach Test, and the thing was a bicycle spoke… But nope. That thing was the most realistic damn watercolor I’ve ever seen. It had six eyes ‘n’ everything. I couldn’t. I tapped out. Both of us did. No lie. I can’t make this up…
The last book I read was… J. T. Geissinger’s, MAKE ME SIN, book 2 in the Bad Habit series. One word: A.J. Angels just did their hallelujah-thing when I said his name. Did anyone else catch that? LOL! Oh my Lamb, that book yes and amen!!
Thank you for having me, Christine! This was so much fun! Now I guess I better go fix dinner. Sigh. My kids are so high-maintenance… :)
That was fun Naima! I’m so glad you stopped by for a chat. Best of luck with The Millionaire Makeover :)
her as a desirable swan and not the ugly duckling in the second office from the left.
to her and then left without a word. She’s determined not to let her guard down again—among other things—around the infamous Irish lothario.
wallflower to a sultry siren. Helping her attract another man is torture…especially when he promised his friend he’d stay away. Plus, she
wants forever, and he’s not a forever kind of guy. But Niall can’t stop wanting her. Can’t stop touching her. Can’t stop, period. And damn if he can remember why he has to…
A bead of sweat rolled down Niall’s spine as every pint of blood in his body seemed to flow south and congregate in his cock. Somewhere there was a woodshed with his name on it for the lessons he’d taught Khloe that night. As much as he’d been drinking, he shouldn’t have been able to move, much less fuck. But he’d taken her like a man possessed. Over and over. On her back. Her stomach. Her side. On his back. And he recalled each and every moment as if the sheer heat of those hours had burned away memories that should’ve been fogged by alcohol. Maybe that was part of his punishment for laying a hand on Michael’s much-loved baby sister. Damned to never forget the most explosive, mind-blowing sex of his life…and doomed never to repeat it because of his friend’s last request before his death.
Yeah, God was definitely a woman.
Only a female could be that fucking diabolical.