Blog Tour Interview & Giveaway: Right Kind of Wrong – Chelesa Fine

Posted March 3, 2015 by Shannon in Blog Tour, Giveaways / 1 Comment

Interview

Tell us about yourself.

I love to sing and play piano and guitar. I’m married, with two kids who are way cooler than I am. I hate math. I studied art and design at Arizona State University. I started writing in college, as a hobby, and never thought it would turn into anything more. I used to be a bank teller, which is ironic considering my hatred of math. And I love, love, love writing books. For real.

What three things about you might surprise your readers?

I can’t type without looking at the keyboard. Seriously. I’m like a six year old. However, I type really really fast. Go figure. Haha.

I wrote my first novella, Sophie & Carter, in one day while sitting at table inside Barnes & Noble.

I used to live in Hawaii, where I surfed everyday and lived on fruit and fish. Le sigh. It was amazing.

Is there a genre(s) that you think β€œI might like to write one of those.”?

Horror! Yes, I said it. I want to write something freaky and disturning. Haha. I’m not sure if I’m capable of such darkness, but I certainly want to try it sometime. Mwah-ha-ha-ha!

Tell us about Right Kind Of Wrong.

First and firemost, you should know that it’s a road trip book. Jenna and Jack are two snarky and heavily-tatooed friends who mostly bicker, but have agreed to drive cross-country together despite their tendancy to snap at one another. There’s a lot of sexual tension between, though, which of course leads to your typical I-hate-you-please-kiss-me nonsense, but at the endo f the day, they’re truly best friends. I absolutely loved writing it.

Where did the idea for the storyline come from?

Jenna was a secondary character in the first book of the series, Best Kind Of Broken, and just really wanted her to have her own story, you know? She’s a strong character, though, so I knew she’d need a strong male counterpart so I created Jack and then decided to trap them in a car for half a week and see what happens. Haha. And…voila! Right Kind Of Wrong came to life.

What do you think readers will like/love about Jack and Jenna?

I think readers will like how sassy Jenna is and how she doesn’t tolerate BS from anyone. And I really hope readers like how unafraid Jack is to say what he feels. He’s this big, scary guy, with a dark past and dangerous connections, but he’s not afraid to be honoest about his feelingsβ€”or afraid to love.

What was your favorite scene from the book?

I love the scene where Jack comes home all bloody and Jenna banadages him up in the bathroom. It starts off as a quiet scene, where they’re both discovering new depths to one another, then builds into a turning point. There’s also some hotness in there, which is always fun.Β 

Who are some of your book boyfriends?Β  What draws you to them?

Will Herondale from the Infernal Devices series is probably the best example of my favorite kind of book boyfriend. Broken. Reckless. Desperate. Irreverent. You know..your typical bad boy with nothing to lose and even less to gain. I also really like Morpheus from the Splintered series. He’s esentially Will, but with wings. And, like, terrifying cleverness.

If you had to pick a favorite cocktail of choice, what would it be?Β  (It can be non-alcoholic too)

I know this sounds boring, but I have to go with your standard Martini. Vodka. With an olive. Straight up. I know. Lame. But ah! It’s so my favorite. ☺

What’s next for you?

Right now, I’m working on the sequel to my contemporary love story Sophie & Carter (so fun!) as well as a fantasy series. The fantasy series is very primalβ€”all blood, fire, lust, death, and desperationβ€”and I absolutely love working on it. Haha. Other than that, I’m writing a horror novella, which is really more of a suspenseful romance than anything else, and a middle grade fantasy series. I know that sounds like a lot, but really, I’m probably working on at least ten other stories as well. I’m constantly bouncing around from manuscript to manuscript. It’s a wonder I ever finish anything at all. Haha.

 

 

 

Fine_Right Kind of Wrong_TPRIGHT KIND OF WRONG by Chelsea Fine (March 3, 2015; Forever Trade Paperback; $12.00)

Sometimes wrong can feel oh so right . . .Β 

Jenna Lacombe needs complete control, whether it’s in the streets . . . or between the sheets. So when she sets out on aΒ soloΒ road trip to visit her family in New Orleans, she’s beyond annoyed that the infuriatingly sexy Jack Oliver wants to hitch a ride with her. Ever since they shared a wild night together last year, he’s been trying to strip away her defenses one by one. He claims he’s just coming along to keep her safe-but what’sΒ notΒ safe for her is prolonged exposure to the tattooed hottie.

Jack can’t get Jenna out from under his skin. She makes him feel alive again after his old life nearly destroyed him-and losing her is not an option. Now Jack’s troubles are catching up to him, and he’s forced to return to his hometown in Louisiana. But when his secrets put them both in harm’s way, Jenna will have to figure out how far she’s willing to let love in . . . and how much she already has.

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Excerpt

Opening my car door, I slide into the driver’s seat, turn to put the key in the ignition andβ€”

β€œAhh!” Jumping back, I thwack my open palm against the gigantic body of pure muscle seated in the passenger seat. β€œDammit, Jack! You scared me!”

β€œGood morning.” He grins.

β€œWhat are you doing in my car?” I snap, throwing him some serious stink eye.

β€œI’m going with you to Louisiana.” He nods to a large duffle bag in the backseat.

I blink. β€œUh, no you’re not.”

β€œUh, yes I am.”

β€œLike hell.”

He crinkles his brow. β€œI’ve never understood that phrase. But okay. I’ll go with you β€˜like hell,’ whatever that means.”

β€œGet out of my car.” I point to the door.

β€œOh, Jenna.” He clucks his tongue. β€œThis will be good for both of us. Listen.” He casually leans against the passenger window and pierces me with his gray eyes. β€œFor reasons beyond my control, I need to go back home. And for reasons beyond your control, so do you. And since our β€˜homes’ are right next door to one another, I figured we’d carpool to Louisiana and you can just drop me off at Little Vail on your way to New Orleans.”

He gives me that little-boy smile of his and it’s all I can do not to lean forward and soak it in. I hate me.

β€œI don’t see how that’s good for me,” I say. β€œAt all.”

He shrugs. β€œYou get some company on the road.”

I nod with a clenched jaw. β€œAnd you get a free ride.”

His smile grows and I instantly realize that was the wrong thing to say.

β€œPrecisely,” he says.

I can’t afford to spend any excessive time with Jack. Not just because we fight, but because of what happened last year. It was one crazy night when we were both drunk, and we never spoke of it after the fact, but our β€œfriendship” has been tense ever since.

β€œWell, I don’t need any company,” I say, shaking my head.

β€œSure you do,” he says easily. β€œEveryone needs company.”

β€œNot me. So get out.”

He grins. β€œNo.”

God I hate him. But not really.

God I hate that I don’t hate him.

I jut my chin and stare him over. β€œFine. If you won’t remove yourself…” Exiting the car, I stomp around the hood to his door, yank it open, and wrap my hands around his bicep. Then I start pulling.

He doesn’t budge. Like, he literally doesn’t move an inch as I tug at his oversized arm and grunt like I’m trying to move a massive piece of hardwood furniture and not a human being.

His eyes dance as he watches my struggle. β€œWhat’s your plan here, Jenna? Haul me out of the car and leave me in the street?”

β€œSounds good to me.”

β€œWell, that doesn’t sound friendly at all,” he says, flicking the lever to recline to seat a bit so he looks even more relaxed than before.

β€œI wasn’t trying to be friendly,” I grit out.

β€œClearly.”

I try pulling him out again, to no avail. He’s giant and solid, and honestly, just touching him is turning me on.

I drop my hands and glower at him. β€œYou can’t just tell me that you’re coming along on my road trip.”

He cocks his head. β€œWould you feel better if I asked?”

β€œNot especially.”

β€œJenna.” He leans forward and his gaze bores through me, down into the deepest parts of my being. β€œWill you please let me join you on your trip to Louisiana?”

For a moment, I’m lost in his eyes, debating with myself. I don’t trust myself around Jack. Not at all. But I did spend half the night tossing in my sleep with nightmares about traveling alone so maybe having Jack tag along might not be so bad after all. Maybe.

Pulling back, I straighten my shoulders and relent, like usual when it comes to Jack.

β€œFine,” I huff out as I stomp back to my side of the car in climb in. β€œBut no talking,” I say, hoping I haven’t just made a huge mistake.

He grins and I turn away.

Surely I can manage to keep my panties on around Jack for a few days…right?

CnB About the Author

Chelsea Fine Headshot 2Chelsea lives in Phoenix, Arizona, where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She’s ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.Β 

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