Good morning everyone. Today we have a special guest with us, so please give our guest a warm welcome to the hot seat! Introducing Mr. Lukas Bucklin
Television Host: Thank you audience for tuning in. I have an exclusive interview
with ‘The Lukas Bucklin’, a multi-billionaire with a take charge attitude. He has secrets,
let’s see if we can get him to expose them!
Host: Mr. Bucklin, you look nervous. This interview is very informal and I’ll start out
with an easy question. What’s your favorite food?
Lukas: What kind of question is that? I can afford any delicacy I want, delivered
whenever I want. Caviar, lobster, you name it!
Host: Okay, so my attempt to ease into the interview back fired, I’ll get down to business
and ask my next question. Who was your first girlfriend and how old were you when you
met?
Lukas: I was seventeen when I met the love of my life and she is the mother of my
son. I’ll leave it up to you figure out who I mean. You’ll have to read it in Desperate
Measures, the novel in which that damn author, Cindy something or other, chose to write
my life story.
Host: You don’t want to talk about that book do you, so I’ll ask about your career. How
long have you worked at your current job?
Lukas: Job? I don’t have a menial job! I’m the CEO and Chairman of the Board of my
own company. I built an empire.
Host: What’s your greatest pet peeve with you Mother/Father? Why?
Lukas: My father was ruthless but a peon. Oh, he may have started a gourmet grocery
store but I turned it into a national chain. That move on my part started the foundation on
which I built Bucklin Enterprises.
Host: Mr. Bucklin, you looked lost in thought there for a moment. Could there be some
truth in the saying, “Like Father Like Son?”
Lukas: Absolutley NOT!! Lukas slams his fist on the table.
Host: Lukas, if you could meet anyone living or dead who would it be and why?
Lukas: HA! What kind of question is that? Anyone in their right mind would love to meet
me. Didn’t you read what I did to protect…, Oh, well never mind that, you can read the
story in Desperate Measures but I am a force to be reckoned with, let me tell you that!
Host: Who’s your favorite artist, singer, etc.?
Lukas: I don’t have time for such nonsense! I have secrets that I have to scramble to
keep hidden. Desperate Deceptions, the next novel by that newbie author, is keeping me
hopping and I can’t let my past catch up with me. So if you’ll excuse me I have to protect
my family and…..
Host: Well, I guess that conclused todays interview. Thank you Mr. Brucklin, and good luck with your next endevour. Coming up next week we have another special guest. As well, we'll be hosting a special collection of guests coming soon so please stop by again. Have a good day.http://www.etreasurespublishing.com/products/Desperate-Measures-by-Cindy-Cromer.htmlhttp://www.etreasurespublishing.com/products/Desperate-Measures-by-Cindy-Cromer.html
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Hema: King of the Vampires
Ladies and gents, make sure your throats are covered tonight we open our doors and the most comfortable couch in the place to none other than King Hema of the Vampire Nation. Welcome, Highness, please, come in and have a seat.
Sadly we don't serve blood but we do have a selection of excellent wines, perhaps I could tempt you with one of them.
Hema: How quaint such a tiny place. Full of so many mortals, although there are some I would doubt their mortality. Bruja, beloved was most insistant I come out this eve. Thank you for opening your doors to myself. 'Tis rare for mortals not to be running from my kind in absolute terror.
So, what shall we discuss here in this little coffee shop?
Thank you your Highness for coming. There's rumors even here among us humans of a war on the horizon. One that could spill into our world? Is this true?
Hema: War? Child, if my kind went to war your world would be no more. We are notoriously fixated - a flaw if you will within us. Nay, we do not face a war, in the sense of which you speak. Evil stirs, a madman threatens to rise, and our kind must stop him.
But what of the rumors you've been stealing men and women for this task?
Hema: Falsehoods. Why would we steal mortal flesh when compared to us, you are weak. Puny. I mean no disrespect at all but I have yet to see those not of our worlds compare to our skills, our strength, endurance...Nay, I'd not steal a mortal to do an immortal job.
You seem so certain of this. Yet there are disappearances...
Hema: Once, many years ago in an act of grief, rage, driven to punish, I cast from our ranks those who were of our flesh. For generations they have lived, bred, died as mortals. But now, with the rise of Him those who were forsaken to us must be returned to their rightful place. We have had many return, embraced by the people's they came from. Vampire, Dragon, Troll, Demon, all those I punished unjustly are being returned.
Centuries past the first was welcomed back into our world. Bede, a woman unlike any I'd ever seen. Strong, resilient, a fitting mate to my most trusted Captain. Within her heart lay the key to a future so many of us have longed for. Even now, she loves Gawain with a passion I have not seen since my beloved Mundy, but I welcome it.
Fear not this upheaval among the immortals, we must unite to keep those who would destroy us in place - I have no doubts it will be successful. We have warriors who are skilled in the arts I dare not speak of.
Hostess: And will this unity involve humans at all?
Hema: *laughs* Unless you suddenly become one of us, no. We walk within your world but it is not ours and we've no desire to claim it. I beg you forgive my sudden departure but I hear my Queens calling. 'Tis close to the Red Moon and there is a birth nearing.
Sadly we don't serve blood but we do have a selection of excellent wines, perhaps I could tempt you with one of them.
Hema: How quaint such a tiny place. Full of so many mortals, although there are some I would doubt their mortality. Bruja, beloved was most insistant I come out this eve. Thank you for opening your doors to myself. 'Tis rare for mortals not to be running from my kind in absolute terror.
So, what shall we discuss here in this little coffee shop?
Thank you your Highness for coming. There's rumors even here among us humans of a war on the horizon. One that could spill into our world? Is this true?
Hema: War? Child, if my kind went to war your world would be no more. We are notoriously fixated - a flaw if you will within us. Nay, we do not face a war, in the sense of which you speak. Evil stirs, a madman threatens to rise, and our kind must stop him.
But what of the rumors you've been stealing men and women for this task?
Hema: Falsehoods. Why would we steal mortal flesh when compared to us, you are weak. Puny. I mean no disrespect at all but I have yet to see those not of our worlds compare to our skills, our strength, endurance...Nay, I'd not steal a mortal to do an immortal job.
You seem so certain of this. Yet there are disappearances...
Hema: Once, many years ago in an act of grief, rage, driven to punish, I cast from our ranks those who were of our flesh. For generations they have lived, bred, died as mortals. But now, with the rise of Him those who were forsaken to us must be returned to their rightful place. We have had many return, embraced by the people's they came from. Vampire, Dragon, Troll, Demon, all those I punished unjustly are being returned.
Centuries past the first was welcomed back into our world. Bede, a woman unlike any I'd ever seen. Strong, resilient, a fitting mate to my most trusted Captain. Within her heart lay the key to a future so many of us have longed for. Even now, she loves Gawain with a passion I have not seen since my beloved Mundy, but I welcome it.
Fear not this upheaval among the immortals, we must unite to keep those who would destroy us in place - I have no doubts it will be successful. We have warriors who are skilled in the arts I dare not speak of.
Hostess: And will this unity involve humans at all?
Hema: *laughs* Unless you suddenly become one of us, no. We walk within your world but it is not ours and we've no desire to claim it. I beg you forgive my sudden departure but I hear my Queens calling. 'Tis close to the Red Moon and there is a birth nearing.
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