That’s the title of one of my favorite anthologies edited by Marvin Kaye. As I was trying to figure out what to blog about today, I glanced to my book shelf, and my eyes fell upon that title. And I thought “What is it about shapeshifters and various paranormals that attracts us?” What makes us imagine that it would be cool, rather neat actually, to take a vampire lover? To imagine that a werewolf could be sexy and a sensual, caring man between the sheets? To dream about a sexy faery who might flutter into our hearts? Or to wonder what it might be like to swim alongside a beflippered selkie who will later transform into a naked, wet man in need of love?
Admit it, you dream about it. Have fantasies. Heck, I write about it. And I’ve always said I write first for myself. If it makes me happy, then I hope it can make others happy too. Does that mean I believe in vampires and werewolves? I don’t think so. But somewhere along the line I did buy into the fantasy enough that I now hunger for sexy paranormal reads. Dark, brooding alpha males with a little something different about them, not quite human, but with very human emotions and needs.
Why do we, the paranormal readers, seek that something extra? I don’t read a lot of straight contemporary romance. The only contemporaries I read are paranormal. I’ve always felt I needed that extra something to pull me out of the real world and into a fantasy world I could imagine living in, if not just visiting for a few hours on the written page. Historical romance has that extra ‘something’ for me as well, and if you make it a paranormal historical—jackpot!
So why do you read paranormal? And okay, confess, have you ever imagined what it might be like to have a paranormal lover? A sexy vampire rapping at your window? (I’m so into werewolf fantasies right now!)
I had to put the cover of Amanda Ashley’s Embrace The Night up here. It is my all time favorite paranormal romance cover. I think it may have been one of my first paranormal reads, as well. How can you not wonder what it would be like to stand in that man’s arms?