It’s that time of the year where we celebrate our love for characters of color in romantic fiction in the Color of Love Blog Hop.
I think the main point of this blog hop was to ask us as authors why we love to write interracial romances. Is it the diverse cultural setting of the stories, the exotic locations, the sexy accents or the hot bodies?
For anyone who has read my books you will notice that the setting, the locations, accents and almost maybe the hot bodies do not influence my work. Love in itself is an impossibility to me, something that at times is inconceivable and too far to reach. Love is a phenomena to me, so I imagine how interracial love was perceived a hundred years ago. Impossible. That warm cuddly feeling, the thousand butterflies in my stomach, the heart flutter and all that stumping stuff, I get those emotions in a moment I can only describe as beautiful, sometimes not in my own life, in a show, a song in real life and fiction. I guess the concept of love doesn’t make sense to most people, sometimes it doesn’t make sense to me. That is why my characters have to go through heaven and hell to be together. I don’t believe in forcing a HEA, if a couple at the end of the book is not at the right spot I make it a HFN ending. I think you will see that in my fourth NEW YORKER book. Love in that book is all about pain, a struggle that does not seem to have an end.
I don’t include racial differences in my stories. I might mention them but it will only be for a sentence or two. I may be naive but I believe that we are, even though slowly, are getting over it. Beyond black and white, although at times interracial relationships are described as a hot new trend in love literature and this is at times pushed to real life. We should not view IR Love in the same category as twerking and crop tops, this isn’t something that will go out of fashion. Even with the situations now, humanity strives not to loose itself in hate. So as ambassadors we make this IR love real not only for us but for the people who read our work. Keep the integrity.
hey, i wanted to share a review from THE DEVIL’S ANGEL
What would you do if you knew the man you loved was in love with someone else…and that someone else happened to be your twin? And what if your twin sister had the face of an angel but a heart of pure evil? That’s the scenario M.O. Kenyan ensconces us in with The Devil’s Angel. Like Gothic novels of the past, The Devil’s Angel takes the good twin/bad twin plot device and uses it to build up an thrilling love triangle, adds a sexy alpha male and oodles of family drama, infidelity and the HEA we all love in a romance and hurdles you along twists and turns that leave your head spinning in a good way.
Though they are identical in appearance, the twins in question–Rubi and Rae–couldn’t be more different if they tried. Rubi is the man-eater of the two. Sexy, manipulative and devious, she isn’t above hurting anyone who stands in the way of getting what she wants. Rae, on the other hand, is gentle, generous to a fault and too meek to fight back against the sister who physically and verbally abuses her. Rae is used to being in her sister’s shadows and now, when she is married to Yvan who lusts after her bad twin, she longs to love someone who will love her and only her. Can she get Yvan to look at her through new eyes and make him forget about Rubi? Well, you’ll just have to read it to find out.
If you’re looking for a great page-turner that will keep you hooked, then give The Devil’s Angel a shot. I really enjoyed it and even forgot to watch “How to Get Away with Murder” while I was reading it. It’s exciting, romantic and will keep you on the edge of your seat.
Two thumbs up, M.O. Kenyan!
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