Sunday, November 23, 2014

Character Interview: Mathias Drvar, The Mathias Saga by Danielle DeVor

The Devil’s Liege
Genre: Upper YA Fantasy
**Some violence and foul language**

BLURB
Being a vampire isn't all it's cracked up to be- in fact, it kind of sucks.

After surviving his duel with Lilith, Mathias thought that he could relax. That is until he discovers that, Nossy, the new king, has been kidnapped.

When the investigating vampires seem to have no clue how to rescue Nosferatu, Mathias must step in. Everything is peachy until Mathias is named the next new king in order to stop the man behind Nossy’s kidnapping from taking over the throne.

Suddenly, his life is not his own again, and Mathias must make a choice: risk his life to find his friend, or sit back and watch disaster unfold.
EXCERPT


“Thias.”

The voice was near to his ear and seemed breathy. Sleep was his friend. He hunkered down further into his pillow. The darkness was a comfort to him. Safe.

“Thias.” It was closer this time—right next to his ear. He didn’t want for this to be real, prayed that it wouldn’t be.

Snick. Snick.

Mathias jerked awake. His heart hammered in his chest. He looked around the room. Everything was where it was supposed to be. It was still too fancy for Mathias with the polished wood, the gold brocade curtains and the velvet chair next to the window with his stack of books beside it. Nothing was wrong. There was no insane woman about to cut him with a pair of rusty shears. With his eyes the way they were now, with his vampire’s ability to see in the dark, he didn’t need to reach over and turn on the light. He could see everything perfectly. It must have been a dream. At least, Mathias hoped that’s what it was.

There was no one was in his room but himself. “Fuck.”

He closed his eyes for a minute and sighed. Ever since he’d killed Nic, the sorcerer who had caused him to become a vampire, Mathias had been dreaming about her and the past. It honestly was something he wished he could forget.

Lilith, the former Queen, had tried to kill him just so he couldn’t tell the vampire world about the horrible things she’d done to him in a past life. She’d cultivated this kind and generous persona that wasn’t really like her at all. It wasn’t Mathias’ fault that Vlad had chosen to cross him over into a vampire. Being a vampire hadn’t been his choice. Hell, he would have rather had his parents back, but he guessed fate was just one of those things.


INTERVIEW
(Mathias Drvar interviewed by Danielle DeVor)


Here I am, sitting in a chair across from Mathias. He’s in this massive leather chair with his legs draped over the sides.

 

1. So, Mathias, what's it like to be a vampire?

 

Minus having someone trying to kill me every five minutes, it's pretty cool. Flying fucking rocks!

 

2. What it is about flying that you love so much?

 

It's like being paused in time. The air beneath you supports you, but it doesn't feel like moving really. I don't know. it's cool.

 

3. LOL. You've had a crazy year, what do you hope happens in 2015?

 

Absolutely nothing. I just want to eat some good food, sleep, and relax.

 

4. Do you think it's weird that you can eat food?

 

Not really. I mean, anyone who believes what is only seen in fiction is kind of a dumb ass. Just because vampire bats only feed on blood doesn't mean vampires do that. It would take a shot ton of blood to feed my ass if that was the only thing I ate.

 

5. Is there anything you want for Christmas?

 

Same thing I always want, but will never have. My parents. But, no matter what they tell you, you can't bring someone back from the dead.

ABOUT THE AUHOR


Named one of the Examiner’s 2014 Women in Horror: 93 Horror Authors you Need to Read Right Now, Danielle DeVor has been spinning the spider webs, or rather, the keyboard for more frights and oddities. She spent her early years fantasizing about vampires and watching “Salem’s Lot” way too many times. When not writing and reading about weird things, you will find her hanging out at the nearest coffee shop, enjoying a mocha Frappuccino. 

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