Book Tour: A Character interview with Vampire Adrienne, from Changed, by Heather MacKinnon - Excerpt - Giveaway

Heather MacKinnon
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Heather MacKinnon
Date of Publication:  10/31/16
Number of pages: 225
Word Count: 76,800
Cover Artist: DesignsbyDanielle

A captivating novel that explores the link between love, possession, and the lighter side of the myths that lurk in the dark.

Adrienne’s post-college plans were shattered the night she was attacked. She woke up in the basement of a restaurant and finds she can see perfectly in the dark, is stronger than she’d ever been before, and can move impossibly fast.

Testing her new limits, Adrienne zips down a NYC street, passing people by in a blur, only to be stopped by a strange man who’s stronger than she is now. Nicholas explains that she’s been Changed into a vampire, like him. Adrienne is forced to accept the strange turn her life has taken, but struggles with the growing feelings she has for Nicholas. As if that wasn’t enough to deal with, the man who Changed her shows back up, insisting she’s his property.

Now she’s on the run from a centuries old vampire who’s determined to make her his wife. Can Adrienne outrun and outsmart the man who Changed her into a vampire? If she sticks with Nicholas, the vampire who’s taught her all she knows, she might have a chance. As long as their budding romance doesn’t get in the way.


A Vampire Character Interview with Adrienne from Changed

Thank you for joining us today, Adrienne.
Glad to be here. Thanks for scheduling around my hours!

No problem.
Tell us a little bit about your story.
Well, my life was pretty average for a while there. Maybe a little tragic with the whole orphan thing, but still pretty average. Until I decided to walk home after a party instead of calling an Uber and I got attacked by some weirdo in a ruffled blouse. I mean really, who wears ruffles? Anyway, next thing I know, I can see perfectly in the dark, I’m super fast, and my sense of smell is better than a pregnant lady’s. Thankfully Nicholas found me soon after I Awoke and explained it all to me. Well, as much as he could. We still didn’t know who’d Changed me or why. Too bad I didn’t know then that the answers to those questions would almost get me killed.

That sounds so frightening.
Is there anything you would want changed if the Author asked you?

Maybe she could have left out that weak moment of mine in the lake? I don’t think everyone needed to know that I pulverized a poor fish and then sobbed like a toddler over it. Thanks, Heather.

How would you describe your Author
She’s definitely a hard worker. She wrote night and day to finish my story, and I think she did it justice. Maybe she did her job a little too well. Did they really need all those… compromising details of Nicholas and I, Heather?

Do you feel like she portrayed you correctly?
Absolutely. She got my sass, my spunk, my badassery (If that’s not a thing already, I’m making it one). I couldn't have picked a better person to tell my story.

How about others in the story. Do you feel she did well with them?
Yes. All the characters were exactly how she portrayed them. Although she might have been a little kinder to Victoria than I would have been. And she perfectly described Nicholas’ hunkiness. Maybe a little too well. Keep your hands to yourselves ladies, he’s taken.

You might be wondering why I’m wearing a scarf on a hot sunny day. It’s not that I don’t trust you, (Tightens the scarf), or anything. I’m just deathly allergic to vampire venom. You know like some people are with bees? So please don’t bite me.

Pssht! You can keep your A positive. I’m more of an O neg girl myself. Besides, if I bit you, you wouldn’t even remember it. In fact, you might even be inspired to do something great after a meeting with me.

Okay, now that that’s settled. Who created you in the story?

That jerkwad, Massimo.

Was there a reason for your creation?

Oh, he had a reason in that warped little brain of his. You should probably hear about it from him though.

Were you happy or angry about the transition from human to bloodsuc--, I mean vampire?
At first it was kind of crappy. I had to say goodbye to my friends and foster family, move in with Nicholas (although that part wasn’t so bad… ), and give up all the dreams I’d had of my future, no matter how vague they’d been. Now though, it’s pretty cool. Especially since Nicholas comes along with the whole vampy package.

That almost sounds nice. Bummer about your family though.
What’s your favorite blood type?

The rarest of course, O negative. Yum!

Where is your favorite place to dine? Some of us might want to avoid any late-night forays there in the future.

We usually frequent the… seedier… areas of the city. It’s easier to slip in and out without anyone asking too many questions. Besides, I like to think I’ve done a bit of good down there by now.

Have you seen any more stories in the recesses of your Author’s mind?

Oh yeah, she hasn’t shut up about this new werewolf book she’s finishing up. It’s all Abraham this and Abraham that. I’m half in love with the guy myself by now (don’t tell Nicholas).

Do you get to play a part in that story?
Not this one. She told me she’s trying to let us have our happily ever after uninterrupted. Knowing her, that might not last forever. But, I’ll take whatever she throws my way.

You’re no stranger to darkness. What is your Author’s darkest secret?
She lives for reality tv. The more drama-filled the better. I’ve sat through more than a couple Marriage Boot Camp marathons with her. I’m just glad Honey Boo Boo is finally off the air. Although she’s been threatening me with a spin off lately. *shudders*

If she makes you mad, you could just bite her when she’s sleeping, you know.

Yeah, I could. But it’s not in my nature to inflict pain with my bites. I only do it to feed. Besides, she’s O positive. That’s pretty much like water for us. No thanks.

Thank you for joining us today, Adrienne. I hope we can chat again soon.


“Adrienne.” I watched his lips sound out my name. “Just what the hell did you think you were doing?”
Not a fan of being scolded, I crossed my arms over my chest. “What did it look like I was doing?”
I watched him take a deep breath, his nostrils flaring. “It looked as if you were running full speed down a New York City street in full view of humans.”
“As opposed to a street in full view of aliens?” I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
“This isn’t a joke, Adrienne.” I liked the way he said my name. “Do you know how bad it would have been if someone had seen you? Luckily the only people on this street are the meth heads a few doors down and no one would believe them if they talked.”
“How do you know they’re meth heads?”
“I could taste it.”
“How could you taste–”
“Enough!” He yelled, and I jumped a little. I watched him take another breath as if to compose himself. “Excuse me, I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m trying to convey to you the gravity of this situation.”
Standing there effectively cowed, I waited for him to continue. His eyes narrowed as he looked me up and down. “How old are you?”
“Twenty-two. What does that have to do with anything?”
He ignored my question and shook his head. “No, how long have you been Changed?”
Now it was my turn to narrow my eyes at him. “Changed into what?”
He stood there looking at me for a moment longer before he sighed and rubbed his hand against the back of his neck. “That explains a few things,” he said quietly, almost to himself.
“Well, that’s great for you but it explains nothing.”
He sighed again. “Where is your maker?”
“My what?” It was like this guy was speaking another language. He sighed a third time, and I’d had enough. “Do you think you could quit sighing and tell me who you are at least?”
He looked abashed. “Excuse me. Where are my manners? My name is Nicholas. Can you tell me when you awoke?”
“Awoke?” Who talks like that? “I awake every day.”
He shook his head. “That’s not what I meant. When was it you awoke and noticed a change in your senses? Better vision, sense of smell, greater strength?”
Oh. That change.
“Just tonight. I left my friend’s party and woke up a few hours later in the basement of a Chinese food restaurant over there.” I pointed in the general direction of the store.
“Was there anyone there with you when you awoke? Do you remember how you got there?”
“No. I was alone and I don’t know how I got there.”
Nicholas seemed to be deep in thought, his thick, dark eyebrows drawn together forming a crease between the two. Seeming to decide something, he nodded his head and held out his hand. “All right then, come with me.”

About the Author

Heather MacKinnon is an author living in the research triangle in North Carolina with her husband and two troublemaking dogs. She grew up on Long Island and spent her young adult years in various states in New England.

This led to her subsequent addiction to Dunkin’ Donuts latte’s and her gratuitous use of the word “wicked”. She’s tried her hand at many jobs throughout the years as she strove to find the one that made her happy. Heather has sold chicken, kitchen knives, auto body supplies, PR packages, and computer software. She’s been a cashier, a waitress, a cook, a hotel concierge, a phlebotomist, and an Uber driver. Though her jobs have been many, her passion has always been reading.

She’d hide in the bathroom and read between sales calls, or find a lonely corner in the kitchen and whip out her kindle between waiting on tables. After a lifetime of enjoying other people’s words, she decided to write down some of her own.

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