Meet the Characters with Lynda Bailey

ShatteredTrust_800pxHello and welcome to my blog for another round of Meet the Characters! Today I am featuring a guest blogger who has graciously agreed to let me do a character interview, which is my favorite kind of interview. Join me in welcoming author, Lynda Bailey, and her characters from Shattered Trust. It’s a fantastic BDSM romance with wonderful characters so without further ado here is the interview with Kate and Liam.

How did you first meet your writer?

Kate: I was hanging around in her head for quite a while before she decided to write this story. *shrugs* I think she was inspired by Liliana Lowell, the owner of the Coyote Ugly saloons.

Did you ever think that your life would end up being in a book?

Liam: Nah. I figured I’d just keep drifting from one place to another. *puts his arm around Kate* I never imagined my life would be this sweet. *smiling, Kate cuddles to his side*

What do you do for a living?

Kate: I own the Bluebird Saloon and Grill in Trustworthy, Texas.

Liam: *grinning* I work at the Bluebird Saloon and Grill in Trustworthy, Texas.

If you could rewrite anything in your book, what would it be?

Kate: I’d definitely want to change my relationship with my father. *sighs and traces her finger on Liam’s pant leg* A father is supposed to be his little girl’s hero. The first hero she has…

*Liam hugs her*

What do you think is your strongest attribute?

Kate: *forehead puckers* I don’t think I have one.

Liam: Think again, Kitten.

*looking at him, she gives her head a small shake*

Liam: *taps her nose* You never gave up, even when your life was shit.

What is your greatest fear?

They answer together: Losing Liam. Losing Kate.

What embarrasses you?

Kate: I don’t think anything has the power to embarrass me – not any more.

What are you proudest of?

Liam: *looks adoringly at Kate* Without question, my kitten.

What’s your favorite thing to do on a rainy Sunday?

Liam: Lazing around in bed, reading the paper.

Kate: Snuggling.

Would you be interested in a sequel, if your writer was so inclined?

Kate: Not for us, but maybe Lynda will write a story for my daughter, Sedona.

Liam: And one for Ford, too. * shakes his head* That kid’s been through the wringer.


Learning to love is the easy part…

As a young woman, Kate Landry trusted the wrong man, and she paid dearly for her naiveté. Alone, pregnant and destitute, she survived by the sheer force of her will. Now forty-two, Kate has made a good living for herself and her daughter as the owner of the Bluebird Saloon. But she’s forgotten how to live. That is until he comes into her bar…

Liam St. James loved a girl once. And only once. After an accident paralyzed her, she didn’t trust he would continue to love her. Brokenhearted, Liam left and soon discovered a world where women did trust him—to be their sexual Dominant. He plays out the scenes masterfully, but the unexpected request from the stoic bar owner will pose his greatest challenge yet…

Kate and Liam embark on a journey to uncover repressed urges and, in the process, they discover new desires. They also fall in love with one another. But when you’ve been shattered as badly as they have by mistrust, deceit and abuse, loving is easy. Trusting is harder, if not impossible, especially when the heart is involved…

Shattered Trust is a BDSM romance. It contains explicit language and graphic love scenes, including bondage, domination, spanking, whipping and multiple partners. It is intended for mature readers only.


Kate fortified her backbone and doggedly clung to some semblance of control. But with Liam, that was a tall order.

She realized she’d been pushing him, goading him by insisting he work extra shifts then insulting him in front of those girls, all with the hope he’d just quit.

With a sniff, she presented her back to him. “And what things do you believe need to be settled?” She infused as much coolness as she could into her tone.

“Oh, lots of things.”

The nearness of his voice whipped her around. He stood close—very close—to her. So close she could see the dove gray flecks swimming in his sea-green eyes. She wanted to be strong, to stand up to him, but his presence devoured all the oxygen, and she couldn’t breathe.

She gulped for air and spun away, but his arm rifled out, cutting off her escape. He stood right behind her, trapping her. The metal edge of the sink dug into her hip.

Her pulse rapped out an erratic beat. She hunched her shoulders to make herself smaller, to make sure he didn’t touch her, and stared at his hand. It looked burly, with a light dusting of hair on his knuckles, and able to inflict damage. A lot of damage. “Move back.” She hated that her voice shook.

“But you asked me a question.” His voice, so low and so hard, roiled her stomach. “And it’d be rude not to answer it, right?” His breath wafted over the nape of her neck. “Right?”

His steel-edged voice weakened her knees. Tears gathered in her eyes. Her chest constricted as her breaths came faster. “I said to move back.”

“Make me move,” he purred into her ear.

She pressed her lips together to keep from crying out. Her entire body trembled.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

Stars crowded her vision. Her mouth dried up.

“You’re all about ordering me around like I’m your little bitch. So order me now. Go on. I dare you. Make. Me. Move.”

Blackness swallowed her, and she was falling…down…down. Into an endless abyss.

“Red light…”

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Meet Lynda:146

I have no doubt that I’m a born storyteller.

I remember telling my first “story” in kindergarten. I informed my teacher, Mrs. Downing, that my mom had just had a baby boy. She hadn’t, of course, and while I got thoroughly admonished for my “storytelling,” I wasn’t deterred from what would become a lifelong passion.

From made-up tales centering around my favorite TV shows as a kid to today, I love telling stories! Stories with handsome guys and spunky gals, that always…always ended with a happily-ever-after.

My romances are full of passion, with heat levels that range from hot to sizzling! I’ve been a finalist in numerous writing contests, including RWA’s® prestigious Golden Heart® in 2010. Please join me for laughter, love and that all important HEA.

I live in Reno, NV with my electrician husband of thirty (and counting) years and our two pampered pooches.

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As s special treat, Lynda is giving away one of her digital titles to one lucky commenter. So be sure to include your EMAIL so Beth can contact you if you win. (Email will not be used for spam or any other purpose other than to notify the winner).

Thank you for joining us today! I hope you enjoyed this round of Meet the Characters and will join us again next week!


21 thoughts on “Meet the Characters with Lynda Bailey

  1. I really love the premise of this book. While I have read my fair share of BDSM novels, most of them seem wholly unrealistic and not once does the woman use her safe word for anything other than for pissing (sorry for the language) the man off or to get her own way. From the small excerpt I read I’m already very much anticipating what looks to be finally be a realistic version of what can really happen when pushed to far, which I have never seen honestly portrayed in a story before. VERY EXCITED! Can’t wait for the release, I hope it does great.

    1. Thanks so much for your kind words, Eryn! Super appreciate them, and you kinda made me blush here..;) No need to wait to read Shattered Trust…it’s available now.

  2. Thanks to Jennifer for letting me (and Kate & Liam) hang out today. 😉 And the winner of any one of my digital titles according to is….drum roll please….Toni Whitmire! Woot! Congrats, Toni! I’ll be emailing you privately tomorrow evening (hafta work during the day) with instructions on how to claim your prize. Thanks to everyone who commented! 😉

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