Question #15
Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing J.
Johanis author of Dream God
Hi (name), thank you for agreeing to this
interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current
book.
1) Was there a basis for you story? A previous
experience or something else?
Dream God revolves around a trial which is a lot
like the modern day rape trials where the victim is smeared. The basis for my
books usually comes from things I’ve read, current events, and cases of
injustice. I’ve met a lot of bad people in my lifetime, but it’s not so much
the bad guys that fascinate me, rather I’m drawn to the strength of those who
are hurt by them. Some aspects of my books come from experience, but I never
seek to replicate actual events.
2) What skills do you think a writer needs?
I
think that a writer needs to be well read, have a lot of life experiences, and
have the ability to organize her thoughts.
3) What for you is the perfect book hero?
My
perfect hero is someone who’s misunderstood. He’s seen as a bad guy, but he
really isn’t. I like having the illusion being lifted to reveal that a
character has redeemable qualities. Two of my favorite examples are Snape from Harry Potter and Loki from the Avengers.
4) Is there anything you find particularly
challenging in your writing?
Other
than finding the time to write, sometimes I find it challenging to know where
to draw the line. I like writing dark erotica, but I don’t want it to be too
dark. So I try to capture the happy medium.
5) Tell us about your favorite childhood
book.
My
favorite childhood book was Where the Red Fern Grows. For those who are not
familiar with it, it’s a tragedy about a boy and his two hound dogs. After
reading it on my own for the first time, I mourned for three days straight. I’ve never written a tragedy, but I love books that can
elicit powerful emotions.
Book Name: Dream God
Series: S-Gods
Book: Two
Series should be read in order for
maximum enjoyment.
Release
Date: November 30, 2015
Blurb:
For the first
time in three years, Aya is finally free, but with his freedom comes the pain
of all he’s lost. Seeing Akad and Marduk together makes him realize how badly
he has messed up. By betraying Marduk, he ruined his chance with the one god he
desires more than anything.
Aya needs time
to heal and put his world back together, but the trial against the Order looms
over him. As the trial begins, Akad, Marduk, and Aya are ensnared in a web of
jealousy, backstabbing, and cut-throat politics. Were
they crazy to
think they could stand up to the Order? If the gods of the Order can still rip
their lives apart, their chances of receiving justice may be next to impossible.
But if they fail to bring the Order down, Aya may never be free from their
grasp.
Content
Advisory: M/M sex, polyamory, & dub-con.
Pages or Words: 196 pages
Categories: Erotica, Fantasy, Gay
Fiction, Ménage/Poly, Paranormal
Excerpt:
A
moment later, the fierce god Anshar appeared from an adjoining room. Feeling
small in his presence, Aya lowered his eyes and shifted his weight from one
foot to the other. When the black-bearded god stopped before him, color flushed
into Aya’s face. Anshar inspected him from head to toe, and Aya became acutely
aware of how he was dressed. With his long white skirt, kohl lined eyes, and
straight black hair flowing down his back, he probably looked more feminine
than most goddesses. He’d never appeared before the gods dressed in this
manner, but this was who he was.
Anshar
ran a hand over his full beard, his lips curling into a sneer. Aya folded his
arms over his bare chest and took a deep breath. He wished he could escape Anshar’s scrutiny.
“You’re
going to your hearing dressed like this?” Anshar gestured to Aya’s skirt.
“This
is how I dressed before the Order took me. I only wore a tunic because Seth
forced me to do so. He forbade me from lining my eyes with kohl and never let
me dress how I liked.”
Anshar
stared at Aya for a moment longer, his expression skeptical, then shrugged.
“Very well. Do as you like, but before we go, I must warn you that the hearing
will be held in Siren’s temple. Her powers are intense and can be felt well
before you stand before her. For older gods, her powers act like a strong
aphrodisiac. We are able to take being in her presence. However, for younger,
weaker gods, her powers inflict overwhelming arousal. It will be so severe that
you won’t be able to function in her presence. You’ll be paralyzed with desire
that will cut into you like a knife until it’s alleviated.”
Aya
furrowed his brow. “But… I’ve never desired a goddess. I’ve only been with
gods.”
Anshar
smirked. “It doesn’t matter whether you desire gods or goddesses. She emanates
lust, and it will be too much for you to handle. The only way to counter it is
with sex. So, before you are presented to her, I’m going to have to fuck you.”
“What?”
The color drained from Aya’s face. The idea of this fierce bearded god driving
his cock into him made Aya’s hole contract and his knees go weak. The thought
of Anshar coming inside him made him feel like he was going to piss.
“No,
I…” Aya couldn’t breathe. He shook his head, taking a step backward. He
couldn’t allow Anshar to touch him in that way. Aya’s arousal unsettled him,
and he suddenly felt like he was going to be sick. Akad’s father couldn’t fuck
him. He couldn’t.
As
Anshar watched Aya’s retreat, anger flickered into his dark eyes. “Aya, I have
no desire to fuck you, but we have no choice about the matter. If I don’t do
it, you won’t be able to stand before Siren, let alone speak to her.”
“But
I … My servant can do it.”
“Your
servant is a mortal!” Anshar snapped, his jaw tense. “His semen will do nothing
for you. You’ll need to be fucked by a god! Furthermore, I wasn’t asking for
permission. I’m telling you what’s going to happen. Now, follow me and I don’t
want to hear another word of protest.”
Anshar
stormed out of the room, but Aya felt too weak to follow. How could he let this
god fuck him? Tears came to his eyes. Too many gods had bent him to their will.
He wanted it all to be over. He wanted to give his body to whom he chose and no
one else. Aya took a deep breath. He was faint. All the blood had drained from
his head, and he wavered, grabbing a chair to steady himself.
Aya
shook his head, doing his best to gather his courage. He had to be strong to
get through this. Once the trial was over, he could start over. His body would
be his own once again. Testifying against the Order was the only way he could
gain his freedom once and for all. Aya finally made his feet move, and he
followed Anshar out.
About the
author: J. Johanis writes dark m/m erotic fantasy, and enjoys plots
that are historical or myth-based.
Where to find the author:
Publisher: J. Johanis
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