Today is a very special day on the blog! I am bringing you an exclusive interview with a smoking hot chaos demon from Misty Evan’s urban fantasy series Kali Sweet. A few months ago I brought you a review of the first novel, Revenge is Sweet and you can read it here. I was captivated by Radison Beaumont, a rock-star chaos demon and wanted to share him with you. Enjoy and stick around to learn more about next book, Sweet Chaos!!
First let me share the physical aspects of Rad and then we can invite him in for coffee, tea or…errr well let’s check him out shall we…..
Half-human Half-chaos demon
Age: 300+ yrs
Weight: 190 lbs
Hair Color: dark brown
Eye Color: golden brown
Tattoo: Dagger between his shoulder blades
Isn’t he dreamy? (Oh here he comes and he’s, he’s breathtaking….)
Me: Rad, you seem to have impressive cooking skills. Where did you learn how to cook?
Rad: I’ve been alive for 300 years. You pick up things, y’know? My cooking is actually a recent hobby – I’m addicted to Food Network. And I love to do things with my hands. Chopping, dicing, tossing…it’s all physical and creative. Very sexy.
Me: (swoons at image of Rad in my kitchen)
Me: Your band seems to be very popular. What if any bands influence you?
Rad: All rock music influences me. I’m not into Kali’s heavy metal stuff, but I know she uses that to drown out all the bad stuff in her head. Me, I listen to Breaking Benjamin, Theory of a Deadman, Creed, Alter Bridge and tons of other rock bands.
Me: (score-we like the same music)
Me: Name three things you admire about Kali.
Rad: Her goodness – she really does love humans and wants to protect them. Her tenacity – I’ve never met anyone as bullheaded as she is. And her snarky personality – even when the chips are down, she never lets it get to her.
Me: (pfft-like that’s special)
Me: Which would you prefer for breakfast..eggs or cold pizza?
Rad: Cold pizza. And Kali to share it with.
Me: (Kali this and Kali that why can’t he think of me, me, me)
Me:. If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? Are you alone?(take me!)
Rad:: I would take Kali back to Rome, where it all started. She hasn’t been back since her parents were murdered, for good reason, but the city is so different now. So beautiful and rich with our past together. I think it’s time to lay the past to rest so we can start over for real and I’d love for our future to include a romantic visit to Rome.
Me:( smile, and act professional , keep evil thoughts about Kali to yourself…hmm maybe she could have an acc..focus)
Me: (breathes deeply) What is your sign?
Rad: Primal Chaos. Demons have different signs than humans. But the human half of me is a Scorpio.
Me: Describe yourself using three words.
Rad: Loyal. Creative. Chaotic.
Me: (also sexy, strong and yummy)
Me:. Boxers or Briefs?
Rad: Are those my only choices?
Me:( checks out his jeans, blushes and squirms in seat)
Rad:(lifts his eyebrow and says nothing, stares and waits for next question)
Me: Coffee or Tea?
Rad: Coffee, strong enough to take your head off.
Me: (we have so much in common..*sighs*)
Me:. Have you written anymore of the lyrics to the song you shared with Kali? Can you share a few lines with us?
Rad: In Sweet Chaos, readers will see I’ve switched up the lyrics a bit and added a second verse. The final song will be revealed in the third book. For those who can’t wait until that book comes out, you’ll find a special link at the end of Sweet Chaos that will take you to the full song on Misty’s website. Here’s part of the lyrics…
Listen to my music
Listen to my heart
Find the good within
What’s lost is keeping us apart
I finally found my way
No words of mine can ever say
How much I miss you…
After all this time
After all the wrongs
I still care
Listen to my music
Listen to its heart
Listen to the whisper
Hiding in the dark
Me: (omg-he is singing, he’s beautiful , throws arms around Rad and tries to kiss him)
Rad: (stiffens and stops singing)
Me: Oh, I am sorry, I just wanted to thank you for being here today (smooths hair and shirt) and I guess I got a little carried away by your, err, um singing. (awkward) Yes, singing you are singer, err, rock-star! (takes a few steps back)
Rad: It happens more than you think. Thanks for having me, maybe next time I should, I mean, I could bring Kali.
Me: That would be wonderful, I look forward to meeting her. (Not!) (waves to Rad as he leaves…omg look at his butt in those jeans..)
by Misty Evans
Series: Kali Sweet #2
Publication date: July 2, 2012
Genre: Urban Fantasy
The past always finds a way to bite you in the ass. As a three-hundred-year old vengeance demon, I’ve made a lot of enemies. The worst was Queen Maria, the Italian Court’s most devious succubus and a ruler who used me as a weapon of mass destruction to inflict pain and kill hundreds of humans in her torture chambers. Now she’s back, this time as a ghost, and she’s invited a new friend to the party—a vampire king who wants my head on a stake. Together they’re bringing a war to Chicago that will topple the carefully constructed world I’ve protected for centuries. But I’m Kali Sweet. I never run from my past…and I’m not about to hide from my present.
I will be bring you a full review later this month but here is an excerpt to wet your appetite:
“Kali.” Cole stepped to my right, his voice cutting through the heavy coating of power floating through the room.
I followed his gaze and my breath caught. There, on the stairs headed my way, golden eyes blazing directly at me, was a gorgeous specimen of male. Half-demon, half-human, Rad Beaumont looked like a fallen angel. A dance floor spotlight zoomed from a stripper humping a pole and followed Rad’s ascent up the stairs. Maybe it was the focused illumination, but he looked pale, and even the light on his face couldn’t bleach out the smudged shadows under his eyes.
At the sight of him, everything in me rejoiced, including my demon.
He took the stairs two at a time, and in his wake, chaos erupted. Glasses on the bar shattered, random objects flew through the air, chairs flipped over and people screamed and ran for the doors.
Chaos demons. Always the life of the party.
Because he was half-human and my blood slave, his stormy energy coursed through my body. Wild, unsettled and definitely volatile. And all of it directed at me.
Probably should have answered his texts.
I motioned my head at Cole and he went into full War demon mode, a hell and damnation doorstop intercepting Rad. Brianna looked startled and then her lust spiked, flooding the room with another layer of emotion as she stepped back and acceded the door to my bodyguard.
I extracted my hand from Dru’s, folded up the contract and stood. “Nice doing business with you, boys. I’ll be in touch.”
All five vamps rose, either because they were gentlemen or because the chaos below made them antsy. “We haven’t discussed your fee,” Stephen said.
“You’ll owe me one.”
Stephen didn’t look happy about the arrangement, but at that moment, Rad crashed through the door, chaos following him.
I touched my ring fingers to my thumbs. Too late, my defenses weren’t sufficiently raised when his energy hit me like an ocean wave. The scent of a briny storm filled my nostrils as air swirled in the room. The invisible wave sucked me under, making me stagger and gasp for oxygen.
Dru grabbed me to stop my fall. Cole stood his ground and Rad hit him like a hurricane. The two tousled, the vamps looking on with something between amusement and scorn. Maybe a touch of concern. I was the vamp queen, after all, and Rad was obviously a threat.
“Let me at her,” Rad said, shoving Cole back a few feet.
Cole lunged and punched him solidly in the stomach. Rad “harrumphed” but didn’t so much as bend over. The chairs the vamps had been sitting in careened wildly across the floor, smacking into the plexiglass. One flew at Cole’s head. He ducked and it skimmed his hair.
Though most of the crowd had vanished, a few brave stragglers cowered around the bar below to watch the unfolding drama. The glittering witch was one of them. All that glitter combined with the waves of chaos and vamp power made my vision blurry. For a split-second, her features faded out and new features formed under a ghostlike mist. The new face was familiar. I gasped, my heart stuttering for a second.
She looked like Queen Maria. The female succubus who’d practically raised me in the Italian court. The woman who’d turned me into a sadist.
Dru’s fingers dug into my upper arm. “Kali? What is it?”
I shook my head, blinked my eyes. When I looked again, Maria was gone and the redheaded witch was back.
Drawing a deep breath to steady my overworked nerves, I withdrew from Dru’s grasp and pulled myself together. “Let him through,” I said to Cole. Then I motioned at Brianna. “Blinds.”
A flick of her fingers at the window control panel on the wall and a coppery-brown film slowly rolled down the plexiglass creating a two-way mirrored effect. We could see the club. Those below, however, saw their reflections.
“Are you crazy?” Cole stopped a punch Rad threw at his face and I heard bones break. “Guitar Boy’s out of control.”
Exactly. And I was the only one who could give him back that control. I wasn’t sure why he was so angry, why he needed to drink again so soon, but I had to find out.
Dru’s protective energy had revived me. I touched my fingers and thumbs together and raised my magic. A cool blue light engulfed me and my senses cleared. I took a deep breath. “I can take him.”
Across the room, Rad’s gaze snapped to mine and held. There was more desperation than anger in his eyes. Why? Was he that hungry? Usually when he needed to feed, he lost his strength, not dissolved into a chaotic mess.
Losing control of his demon side, breaking into my meeting with the vamps and calling attention to our relationship was dangerous for both of us. Dangerous and completely unacceptable. “Control yourself, slave.”
The nasty moniker got him. Or maybe it was the look in my eyes. His jaw tightened, but he did as commanded. The chairs righted themselves. The breeze he’d created died.
Everyone’s focus turned to me. “If you’ll excuse us,” I said to Dru and the vamps.
Dru gave my arm a slight squeeze. “You’re sure?”
Another of those sharp pains hit my stomach but I gritted my teeth and held still until it passed. Unable to speak, I simply gave him a curt nod.
The vamps filed out past Rad, Cole keeping his body planted between us. Brianna was the last to leave, giving Cole a meaningful glance over her shoulder. “See you tomorrow night,” she said, her focus doing a direct and open appraisal.
He didn’t respond, but once again, I sensed the tension in his muscles ratcheting up. As soon as the door shut behind the vamps, Cole gave Rad a solid push against it. I had to give Rad credit for not fighting back. The two demons stood there, breathing heavy and staring each other down.
“Do that kind of shit again, Guitar Boy, and I’ll rip your head off, regardless of what Kali says.”
Cole might as well have said the Cubs were the best baseball team to ever take the field. Rad laughed, no more intimidated by Cole than a mongoose facing down a cobra. “Any time you want to try…”
Cole made to hit him. “Don’t,” I said. He dropped his fist, shook his head and moved aside.
I wanted to go to Rad, touch him. Instead I stood my ground. “Why are you here?”
His voice shook. “I need to feed.”
All he did was nod, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed. There was pain in his eyes and deep privation.
The cells in my body did a little dance. They knew that look and responded to it like a dog to the scent of a juicy bone. But I stopped myself from stepping toward him. “You cannot interrupt my business dealings and make a spectacle of our relationship in public. Next time, go to Chloe and get a damn bottle of blood to hold you over.”
He stalked toward me, the pain look morphing into something more animalistic. “I don’t drink from the bottle.”
It took all my willpower not to step back. With one hand, he sent the table between us sliding out of the way. With the other, he grabbed me and yanked me to him. His body was hard and hot and demanding, his emotions and chaotic magic swirling around both of us.
My cool blue light struggled to stay intact. At the same time, my inner demon struggled to free herself from the leash I had on her. She wanted Rad with a —dare I say it?—vengeance and she urged my blood and my inherent magic to lose control just like he’d done.
I held my breath as Rad lowered his lips within an inch of mine. “Feed me, Kali,” he whispered against my lips.
Damaged demon that I was, I didn’t say no.
Eep! Does Radison sound yummy?
This is an awesome urban fantasy and I hope you will check it out!
*actual photo depicts
Gaspard Ulliel and he’s a french actor/model. He is the author’s vision of what Radison looks like
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