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Interview With Lynda Kaye Frazier, Author of Rescued from the Dark

Rescued from the Dark
I’m delighted to welcome Lynda Kaye Frazier here today for an interview and a look at her new romantic suspense, Rescued from the Dark.

Hi, Lynda, thank you for being my guest! Tell us a little about Rescued from the Dark.

This is a story about an FBI agent, Jason Michaels who goes undercover with the Irish Mob to get information on their gun smuggling ring. While on assignment he realizes they have joined forces with a known terrorist group manufacturing drugs. He searches for information to tie the two together when he finds out they have kidnapped a fellow agent and the only girl he has ever loved. Jason soon realizes their using Mercy to perfect their dosage and that his cover has been blown. He knows he has to save her so takes off a  journey that will take him up against his enemies, peers and the Agency that he loves, but willing to give up to bring Mercy back to him.


She has no memory of their love…

Kidnapped by terrorists and sent into a drug-induced coma, FBI intern Mercedes Kingsley awakes with no memory of her ordeal—or the intimate interlude that left her pregnant. Convinced her child was fathered by her ex-fiancé, she walks away from the only man she has ever loved, determined to make things work with her ex, a man the FBI suspects is implicated in her abduction.

He knows the truth, but no one will listen…

FBI undercover agent Jason Michaels remembers what Mercy can’t and those memories are breaking his heart. Forced to keep his distance from his lover and their unborn child, Jason risks his life to protect Mercy from a cell of international terrorists who have vowed to get the secrets locked in her memory, no matter the cost. Can Jason convince Mercy to trust him until she remembers their past, or will he lose her to a man who will trap her in a nightmare world of darkness from which there is no escape?

What inspired this story?

A dream about a troubled girl searching for answers while sitting on a beach during a storm. It was so vivid I got up and wrote the dream out and that’s how it all started.

What are you working on now?

I am working on two books right now. Last Chance to Run, the second book in my Guardians of Hope series is in the rough draft state and will be ready for a publisher by summer. Then I have a contemporary, Saving JT. It’s about a young mother who struggles against the medical community and her family to save her young son who is dying of leukemia.

Do you have any releases scheduled for this year?

Not yet, but I’m hoping.

What are your writing goals for this year?

To finish Last Chance to Run, and Saving JT. I also have an outline for the next two books in my series. I would like to get those into a rough draft state by the end of the year.

How do you come up with ideas?

My characters really right their own stories. My first draft of Rescued from the Dark was almost 200,000 words because I had a back story in it for each character. I have since taken all of those out and placed them in a separate file. They wrote their own beginning and when I’m ready I’ll finish the story for them.

What do you enjoy most about writing?

It’s so peaceful and relaxing to lose myself in my story. I have such a vivid imagination that I picture myself standing outside the scene.

Where do you start when writing? Research, plotting, character, or…?

Character. Once I have a look, personality and occupation it’s was to begin to write

Do you have a favorite time of day for writing?

The evening is the best time for me. Its wasy to unwind when I’m getting lost in a story

Do you have a favorite hero and/or heroine in your books and why?

I love Mercedes. Her personality is a lot like mine.  Always late, clumsy, but tough when she needs to be.

What is your favorite scene from this story and why?

I love the scene when she remembers everything.(no spoiler here) But it’s so touching it has made people cry.

How do you balance writing and everyday life?

My children are all grown so it’s not too hard to fit it in my evenings. But when they’re home it’s tough. I pretty much put it aside to be with them.

What is your favorite memory from childhood?

Sunday dinners at my Grandmother’s. She was Irish and loved to cook. The smell of her homemade bread always made my mouth water.

Where is your favorite place in the world?

The beach. I would go there and just stick my feet in the sand and relax. I collect sand from every beach I have been to. It’s amazing how the textures, colors and makeup is so different for each one.

What is your favorite food to cook or eat?

I love Mexican food, but my biggest downfall are cookies especially peanut butter ones.

What do you like to read?

Romantic Suspense.

Who first introduced you to the love of reading?

My sister, she loves to read and threw a book at me one day when I told her I was bored.

These are few of my favorite things:

1. My Kindle ( never without something to read)

2. My computer

3. Coffee.  I love coffee, drink it all day. But is has to be decaf. The caffeine does not like me.


An explosion ricocheted behind Jason Michael’s eyes as the pressure mounted in his head. The rush of panic consumed him. He struggled to move, tried to swallow, but nothing. His throat burned as the flames engulfed his lungs. He needed to breathe but couldn’t. Shit. He strained to make out the muffled voice, but the pounding in his ears erased all hope. His head started to spin and he succumbed to the realization, this was it, the end. He won. The flames dampened and his heartbeat slowed as the drums subsided, then the voice became clear.

“Give it to him now you son of a bitch. What were you thinking? We still need him.”

In a split second, Jason sucked in a breath, causing stabbing pains to shoot through his chest. Every muscle fiber burned as the cold blast of air shot through his lungs releasing the oxygen his body craved. He arched his back, raising his chest up to pull in more air when his head snapped to the side and the crack from his neck echoed in his ears. The pain ripped through his jaw, racing across his cheekbone. Before he could gather his senses, intense burning set his face on fire. What the hell?

The slap against his cheek stung, and his eyes snapped open. He wrenched upright, hitting his head on the roof of the SUV. His gaze darted back and forth looking for something familiar until he locked onto the ice-cold stare of the devil himself, Shaun Flanagan.

Damn, that was close. Jason could not blow his cover, even if it meant he would die as David Logan and not Jason Michaels.

“You’re finally awake, my boy. We almost lost you,” Shaun cold, emotionless laugh caused Jason’s blood to boil. “You stopped breathing, I think. It’s hard to tell with this new stuff. I hope you’re not too injured. We’ve got work to do.”

Jason’s vision blurred, but his other senses were sharp. Shaun had known exactly what the drug would do and the burn in Jason’s throat was a harsh reminder. Shaun’s sarcastic tone spoke volumes to him. He was evil and did not play by anyone’s rules but his own. Jason had spent the last two months undercover, playing their games and doing their dirty work to buddy up tight to this family. He’d earned his spot with Thomas Flanagan, but his son Shaun had issues trusting anyone, even his own father.

Jason’s anger burned inside of him, but he couldn’t afford to make mistakes, not now. He was too close. It’s time to step it up, but first the drugs had to stop. He rubbed his aching jaw with one hand, clenching his other into a fist to hide his visible shaking. He had to get control of this game before he lost everything.

Lynda Kaye FrazierBio: Well I’m an avid reader of romantic suspense and started writing about a year ago after a vivid dream. I know, sounds cliché, but that’s how it started. I work full time at a Cardiology clinic, then at night you will find me in front of my computer writing. I grew up in Pennsylvania, but now live in Arkansas, surrounded by the Ozark mountains where I get to enjoy the four seasons without a long, cold winter. Other than spending time with my wonderful family, my favorite things to do are writing, reading and listening to music, but my most favorite is going to the beach. Surf, sand and a good book, my stress relief.

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8 thoughts on “Interview With Lynda Kaye Frazier, Author of Rescued from the Dark”

  1. Lynda,
    Wonderful blog. The book sounds unique and intriguing…. I do love romantic suspense. Ah, the appeal of the Irish–though not in this instance, I’m guessing. LOL My historical romances center around Gaelic protagonists, so I have a soft spot in my heart for them 🙂
    Great job as always, Babette, introducing us to another neat author! Best of luck, Lynda. On my TBR list–yes!

    1. Thank you Diane. I am partial to the Irish since my grandparents moved here right before they had my mother. Lots of old stories and great customs.Thnks for stopping by and I’m glad you liked the excerpt.

  2. Hi Lynda!! I saw you were here so thought I’d pop in to support:) This book, Rescued for the Dark sounds so compelling – the story, and your story-stars…looking forward to reading this one. Congratulations on it’s release:) Will there be an e-book copy of it available?

    1. Hey Kay Dee, thanks for stopping by and helping me celebrate my big day. My story came out on e-book on the 16th on Amazon and on Barnes and Noble so you can grab a copy at either one.
      Thanks again for your support. 🙂

      1. Lynda, I count this as my third, and I think we’re nervous with each one. Much like a real baby, we go through pains giving birth to our books, and we want others to love them like we do. Like our children, they’re a part of us 🙂

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