I have western historical author Lenore Wolfe with me today, talking about the first of the three books in her Dark Warrior series, Dark Warrior: To Tame A Wild Hawk. Welcome, Lenore!
Tell us a little bit about your new release Dark Warrior: To Tame a Wild Hawk.
Dark Warrior: To Tame a Wild Hawk is a journey into the Wild West with Hawk where you first meet a six-year-old boy who witnesses his father and renegade friends kill every single one of their friends on the wagon train with whom they were traveling west. You next follow the boy on a journey, set in motion that day, as he meets his destiny when a Cheyenne warrior finds him and adopts him into their clan. And get a glimpse of that destiny through the warrior’s eyes, when he witnesses the way the boy looks out across the prairie grasslands at his dead friends littering the ground whose sightless eyes stare up into the deep blue sky, and knows–the boy would not rest–until his friends no longer cried out to him in his sleep.
Do you only write in this genre? If not, what other genres/sub-genres do you write in?
I also write dark fantasy, YA fantasy and paranormal fantasy and romance.
What was your inspiration for this story?
My father was an old mountain man. His love for the real Wild West came though to me when I was very young. I loved the feel of what he described. My great-grandmother was a true pioneer woman of the old Wild West, born in 1886, and a mid-wife and healer in a very small town that no longer exists in Montana, and she used to tell me stories when I was a child. Then I began reading romance, and the two seemed to me to be the perfect lovers.
Titles are one of the most important things to an author. How did you come up with your title? Was this the only title, or did you have a working title as well?
The story is about a man named Hawk. Mandy is the love of his life, and he has become embroiled in revenge, using gun-fighting, the White eyes way of his childhood. It seemed the perfect title for it from the start. :)
I am a fanatic about my character names. Are the character names in To Tame a Wild Hawk special in any way?
Yes, in the prologue, a boy had just lost all of his friends in his wagon train and had been discovered by a Cheyenne warrior. When a hawk landed and looked the boy directly in the eye, the warrior saw this as an omen, and he named the boy Hawk.
What was your process for writing this book? Is this different or the same as other books you’ve written?
I let the characters tell me their story:) I’ve tried a more organized structure since then, and both of these books did not have near the success.
Do you have plans to turn To Tame a Wild Hawk into a series? Why or why not?
Yes. I’m already working on Dark Warrior: Kid. It is about another couple introduced in Hawk’s story.
Who is your favorite hero or heroine and why? What qualities do they possess that make them memorable?
James Mallory in the Mallory series by Johanna Lindsey. And also Angel. They were both true alpha males. I like them that way. You can tell that reading about Hawk. :)
Oooh, I love James Mallory! A hero’s hero for sure!
What was the first author and book you read in this genre?
LOL There have been way too many to remember, and I started reading this genre way too young.
Who has been the greatest influence on your writing?
Johanna Lindsey in the Mallory Series
An excellent series!
If you could have one wish granted just for you (not world peace, LOL), what would you wish for?
To win the Pen and Quill Award. But I’m afraid I’d better break into Literary Fiction one day for that. :)
What is the most exciting/daredevil thing you’ve ever done?
I rode along in a two-man ultralight. It was amazing!! Like floating above the fields!
OMG! I’m deathly afraid of heights, so I’ll have to take your word for it. LOL But what a cool thing to do!
Thank you so much, Lenore, for coming to the Journal today! And best of luck to you with To Tame A Wild Hawk and your whole Dark Warrior series. :)
Blurb for To Tame A Wild Hawk:
Amanda Kane has always had visions of the man she’s destined to marry—a cowboy who will help her save her ranch. But Hawk is no ordinary cowboy. He carries a powerful secret. A secret that leads to betrayal. She spent years with a secret society of Lakota women, who taught her the ancient ways. Now, she must seek the Grandmothers, from beyond the veil, if they are stop a man behind a mask.
Amanda Kane has spent years with a secret society of Lakota women, who taught her the ancient ways. She has sought the help of the Grandmothers, from beyond the veil, to help her stop the man behind the mask. They point her to the visions she has always had of the man she’s destined to marry—a cowboy who will help save her ranch. But Hawk is no ordinary cowboy. He carries a powerful secret. A secret that leads to betrayal.
About the Author:
Lenore writes dark fantasy, paranormal romance, fantasy, historical romance. She grew up in Montana and Alaska, and currently lives in the central US. She holds a BA in Sociology from the University of Northern Colorado, with a minor in writing and is a student of the Shaman path.
He was magnificent—standing there, waiting for her to reach his side. And soon after she did, their lives became irrevocably woven together. Mandy likened it to a silvery, invisible thread, joining their hearts.
And she knew the Grandmothers smiled.
She felt rebellious right now with their sure vision of her path. A path with Hawk … their lives entwined. Her heart pounded—fanciful thoughts. But her mind soon followed down the path her heart had taken, with what would have been—could have been—had she not insisted this marriage be in name only.
“Second thoughts already?” his whisper caressed her face.
She shook her head at Hawk. “No, the marriage has its merits,” she answered, trying for a neutral tone.
He let that jab slide, grinning. “I wasn’t talking about the marriage—exactly.”
Startled, she looked up and was captured, completely off guard, by the intense look in his gold eyes. He’d read her mind again, drat the man; or was her body giving her away?
She should look away—really she should—but suddenly she couldn’t remember why.
“Give over, Mandy,” he whispered. His gaze refused to release her from the fine thread he was weaving around her. She was caressed by it—captured by it. And each time, the web grew stronger. “You want this marriage in every way, every bit as much as I; admit it, Mandy.” His low voice fanned the flames.
Mandy opened her mouth, then shut it. She fought for control, lost, and opened her mouth again, but the words of denial wouldn’t come.
His hand touched the side of her face, his thumb sliding possessively over her lips, stroking her bottom lip again and again until she thought she would faint with pleasure.
She’d made a fatal mistake with her heart, thinking she could control this. She should have listened to the danger signs—to all the warnings, and now it was too late. There was no holding back—any part of her; at least, not anything strong enough to hold back this tide of love—and desire. Even though the love part lay only on her side.
She’d been a fool.
And her heart was going to pay the price; but she couldn’t stop now.
Hawk’s intense, green-gold eyes searched her face, and knew the exact instant she surrendered, and only by iron will did he wait to hear the words.
Words avowing her complete surrender.
He shook his head. “Say it,” he softly commanded. “Tell me what you want.”
Mandy’s tongue darted out to moisten her lips and heard Hawk groan. She swallowed, her eyes closing for a moment with her body’s reaction to that simple sound. The fires were rapidly burning out of control. “You.” She looked into his golden gaze. “I want you.”