Thursday, June 12, 2014

Liza Interviews The Maze by Jennifer Lowery

Today, we are interviewing the book The Maze. I've put Peep Rep in charge of book transportation. So how is the Maze arriving?

Peep Rep: Well, I had it taken to a maze, dropped off and now it must find its way to your messy living room. I've put a circle of red around the book so you can watching it's progress.

Liza: Peep Rep, it's going to fall down those tiny steps and land face first on the ground, where it will lie for eternity.

Peep Rep: Better not. The sprinklers come on in a half hour.

Liza: Excuse me a moment, I have to rescue the Maze.

Peep Rep: Oh crap, he's pissed and has a gun. I'm out of here.

Liza: You can re-holster the gun in your butt, Maze, the annoying Peep Rep is long gone. However, That doesn't look like a great place to 'hide' a gun if you are going shirtless...not that I'm complaining about the lack of a shirt but not even Jennifer's name can hide the gun from our view.

Maze: Maybe you would shoot your butt, but my guy is a professional. 

Liza: So tell me about your guy.

Maze: Sorry, Ladies first where I come from.

Liza: Okay, tell me about your heroine. 

Maze: Not a problem--

Liza: But first set the overall mood, in ten words.

Maze: Tricky, but doable:  
A game of survival tests their will and their love.

Liza: Well, I'm impressed. That's a fabulous tag.

Maze: Of course it is. Jennifer Lowery is a NY Times and USA Today best selling author.

Liza: So introduce your heroine in four words.

Maze: A mission she can’t forget

Liza: Intriguing. Tell me more.

Maze: The first female operative for the counterterrorism unit known as ATCOM, Atalanta Devayne is haunted by a former mission gone wrong. That mission led to her imprisonment, torture, and ultimate retirement, along with her loss of faith in the man she’d trusted with her life.

Liza: Wow. She lost everything. Her love, her freedom, her job, her sense of safety and her ability to trust. I feel really bad for her. And she has a weird name.

Maze: Just call her Attie.

Liza: That's much better. Attie it is. So tell me about this guy who failed to protect her.

Maze: Former Navy SEAL, Noah Kincaid, bears the responsibility of Attie’s imprisonment and blames himself for not protecting her from drug lord Carlos Santiago. This time he won’t fail her.

Liza: And who is this Santiago Carlos?

Maze: I just told you. He's a drug lord.

Liza: I was hoping to know a little more.

Maze: Hows this?

In a deadly game of survival.

Santiago has resurfaced and set up an elaborate plan to exact his revenge on Attie by taking her brother hostage. 

Liza: That's not good. What's she going to do?
Maze: The only way to save him is by revisiting the darkness of her past and relying on a man she can’t trust. 

Liza The guy who failed her before? I'm not sure she should do that.

Maze. She has no choice. In a battle of life or death, Noah and Attie are put to the test. They must face challenges to overcome the past and accept their feelings for each other before the danger that tore them apart separates them forever.

Liza: This sounds super good. Can I peek beneath your covers?

Maze: This book has sexual content. Can you handle that?

Liza: Oh yeah!

Maze: All right then. But if you dog ear any of my pages, I will shoot you.

Copyright ©2014, Jennifer Lowery

Trying to explain was out of the question, he knew she wasn’t in a place where she could listen, so he set the lantern on the ground and stepped back. “Come on, Devayne, take what you need from me.”

“You have nothing I need.”

“Oh, I think I do. Let’s work on your fighting skills before we meet up with Santiago.”

It worked. Attie took off her parka and hung it on a tree limb. Then she lunged. Noah simply allowed her to release her pent up emotions on him, parrying her blows, challenging her and offering what she needed. She flew at and around him with skill and agility that impressed him once again. She jabbed with her fists, kicked and danced as if she were weightless.

The ground below them grew muddy from rain and their boots. Anyone watching would no doubt think them crazy to be out in such weather—Noah would have agreed—but this was important. Attie’s state of mind took precedence over the storm.

Dodging a jab to his kidney, he put his hands together in a time-out gesture as lightning flashed overhead. Attie ignored it and trotted toward him. Deflecting the blow, he said loudly to be heard, “Enough. You’re going to catch pneumonia.”

Again, she ignored him.

Annoyed, he waited for her to turn just like so…and in one swift move spun her into his arms and trapped her arms at her sides, holding her tight against him.

Green ice met his stare and her beauty struck him again. Anger never looked so good on a woman. Raindrops clung to her lashes and slid over the smooth flesh of her cheeks. Her hair clung like a deep flame to her head and shoulders. She looked hostile and aggressive and sexy as hell with her eyes flashing, cheeks flushed and clothes plastered to her lithe body. Her chin jutted out stubbornly.

“I’ll tell you when I’m done,” she snapped, struggling against him.

“You’re done.”

Like a wildcat she fought to be released. She managed to slip an elbow free and slammed it into his ribs. The same as she had the night he rescued her from that cell. She’d landed a good blow to his jaw despite her battered state.

“Ouch,” he growled.

Somehow, she managed to wrap her leg around his. He tried to stop their descent, but the ground beneath them was slippery from where they had churned it up with their boots, and they both went down.

Noah managed to take the brunt of the fall, banging his elbow on a rock when they hit. Attie landed on top of him in a tangle of arms and legs and she was more furious than ever.

“Let me go.”

“Not until we finish this.” He clamped an arm around her waist to still her movements. She collapsed against him, her breath heaving in and out of her lungs. Her forehead dropped down on his shoulder and he tightened his arm around her waist. Slim and delicate against him, her curves fitting into his contours like puzzle pieces.

The air changed around them. Attie’s breath hitched. Like it or not, the chemistry was still there. Years of attraction, years of fighting it, broke him. His control snapped and he lifted his head and captured her mouth in his.

Liza: Oh, you are really good!  Let's get those buy links!

Liza: I am definitely buying this book.
Maze: Then we are in accord. May I return to my base now?

Liza: Sorry, it will take me days to locate the address of your top secret base before I can send you home.

Maze: It's-- Oh you are diabolical, almost tricking me into revealing classified information.

Liza: No, I either have to hunt down Peep Rep, which I really don't want to do, or you need to tell me.

Maze: Never!

Liza: Okay, sit there and admire the maze you can't get out of. I'm sure Jennifer will check up on you eventually. Speaking of which, tell me something I don't know about Jennifer.

Maze: NY Times & USA Today bestselling author, Jennifer Lowery grew up reading romance novels in the back of her math book and on the bus to school, and never wanted to be anything but a writer.  Her summers were spent sitting at the kitchen table with her sisters spinning tales of romance and intrigue and always with a tall glass of ice tea at their side.

Liza: I already know that. Tell me something else.

Maze: Jennifer is living that dream and she couldn’t be happier to share her passion with her readers.  She loves everything there is about romance.  Her stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match with strong, independent heroines.  She believes that happily ever after is only the beginning of her stories. And the road to that happy ending is paved with action, adventure, and romance. As her characters find out when they face danger, overcome fears, and are forced to look deep within themselves to discover love.  
Liza: Anyone who has read her books, knows that. Tell me something I don't know.
Maze: Jennifer lives in Michigan with her husband and two children. When she isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family. I don't know what else to tell you! 

Liza: Well, either learn to walk up tiny steps and through sprinklers or come up with something new about Jennifer.

Maze: Okay, this is highly classified and you cannot tell anyone else. 
Liza: Other than my faithful blog viewers, of course not.
Maze: All right. I have a tape recording of Jennifer confessing a misdeed.

Liza: Fabulous! Let's hear it!

Allegedly Jennifer: (she will neither confirm or deny)
 I once snuck into a bar with my friends when I was underage using my friends I.D. that she’d just used minutes before. Yep, she was 18 and I was still 17, so she went in, waited five minutes, came out, handed me the I.D., went back in, and I went in on her I.D. minutes later. The bouncer didn’t even blink! Yeah, that was a fun night, lol. Guess that really is classified *wink*

Find Jennifer:

Liza: Find Jennifer. Does that mean she's lost? Maze, did Jennifer try to come after you?


  1. Thank you so much for having me on your blog today, Liza! I must say, you have the funniest interviews ever! I had so much fun with this one :)

  2. What a brilliant interview i really enjoyed it. Thank you. I loved reading The Maze Noah was such a wonderful hero, Attie was so gutsy. Jennifer just has the best heroes.

    1. Aw, thanks so much, Julie! I'm so happy you enjoyed the book-and Noah *wink* He was really fun to write. Attie-she gave me fits, lol.

  3. Fun interview. Great excerpt. Awesome book.

  4. Great interview and excerpt. I can't wait to read this one :) Shared via Google+

  5. Loved this book - it kept me on the edge of my seat all the way!

    1. Thanks, ButtonsMom! So happy you enjoyed it :)

  6. Great interview! LOVE this book! One of my fave Jennifer Lowery titles!

  7. You do such great interviews, Liza!! I'm tweeting.

    1. She does, doesn't she, Ella? I just love being on Liza's blog. And, thank you!!

  8. Awesome interview! And you found out some good dirt on Jennifer! Hopefully she can keep this info secret from her children! :) Tweeted!!!


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