Author Nia Farrell

 Nia Farrell picNia Farrell has been writing for pleasure since junior high. Now that she writes about pleasure, she can share the fantasy worlds she visits and introduce readers to characters who remain with her long after their tales are told.

When crafting a story, Nia draws upon a rich diversity of life experiences, which include singer/songwriter, prize winning needle artist, private pilot, Reiki Master/Teacher, crystal healer, psychic fair reader, jewelry maker, physician’s assistant, factory worker, waitress, genealogist, period reenactor, and children’s author. If this life isn’t enough, there are plenty of others to choose from. Otherwise, she devotes hours of research to subjects outside her realm, determined that her stories ring true.

Nia lives on a farm in Southern Illinois (far, far from Chicago, in the heart of “Little Egypt”). A seventh generation Illinoisan, she is descended from Mayflower Pilgrims, American soldiers from the Revolutionary War to World War II, and Scottish nobility. She enjoys playing in the past and visits Ren fairs and historical reenactments in period attire, sharing her love of history and her passion for music. While her husband and two grown daughters may only read her nonfiction work, she appreciates their support in pursuing her dreams, one of which is being published in erotic romance. What inspired you to write your first book? Not counting the time travel novelette that I wrote in junior high, I was a stay-at-home mother with young children who’d discovered romance novels and was racing to catch up.  My husband saw how many books I was reading and said, “You could do that,” and I did.

How much real life do you put into or influences your books? I drew a lot on personal experience for my Three Graces Series. I’m a Reiki Master Teacher and have been involved in the metaphysical community for over twenty-five years.  Like Grace from Something Else, I’ve done readings at Irish festivals and New Age expos.  I know plenty of people with her psychic gifts and have a few of them myself, including clairsentience, empathy, dreamwork, and some mediumship ability.  And like Grace, I remember many of my past lives.  I’ve done sweat lodges like Nico in Something Else and have co-written music like Anna in Something Different.  Both our girls are gamers, helping me hone Anna’s character in that regard.  The most personal book, and the hardest to write, was Something More.  A dear friend of mine struggles with post-rape PTSD like Rachel, and two of my sister’s sons are autistic like Rachel’s daughter Hannah.  Their story is full of the challenges that they must face on a daily basis.

What is the hardest part of writing for you? Balancing the need to promote with the need to create. I’d a focused individual, and really immerse myself when I work, which means that every else must wait its turn.

What are your current projects? I just completed my first documentary screenplay, which will premiere once the film is edited and the soundtrack is complete. Current WIPs are a BDSM erotic historical set in 1868, my first paranormal angel book, and a series that I’m developing about a BDSM theme resort.

How do you go about choosing the title for your book(s)? The titles usually come from my characters’ mouths. Grace Murphy (Something Else) named the individual Three Graces Books when she described her relationship with Nico and J.T. as “something else, something different, something more.”  I hadn’t realized until then that it was three books, not one, that I was writing.

What is your favorite genre to write? I love to read and write erotica. The hotter, the better.

Generally, how long does it take you to complete a book from idea to handing it over to your publisher? I’ve written a 23,000 word book in a week and a 720-page manuscript in a year. Then there are stories that have a pause button repeatedly hit when other things intrude and they take longer to complete.   I hope to write 75,000 words this month and complete the historical so I can move on to my angel book.  He’s been patient with me so far, and I’m anxious to see how his story unfolds.  I know the premise, know the heroine, but getting them there is the adventure.

Do you ever use someone in your life as a sounding board for ideas or do you prefer to work alone? I mostly work alone. When I want feedback on erotica, my alpha-reader sister is my go-to gal.  Sometimes I’ll discuss things with my husband (who’s more into classic science fiction), but occasionally it pays off.  My favorite line in Something More actually came from him, when Anna describes “The Titanic” Jamie Cameron…

“Shit, Rae.” Anna snatches back her keys. “You can’t leave. This is so going in my biography. I mean, it’s him. The Titanic. Jamie. Fucking. Cameron. The man every woman wants to go down on…”

Do your travel to research for your book(s)? Not as much as I’d like.

Did you learn anything while writing your book(s)? Always. I write what I feel, and when it’s not what I know, I have to research like any other author.  My job is to write convincingly enough that my stories ring true.

Have you ever had an idea for a book but never written it and what is it? In the new series I’m developing, I came up with a list of about 30 story ideas. I’ve written three of them, and I know who are in the next two books.  That leaves twenty-five embryos – plenty to keep me busy for quite some time, but and I have two more historical in another series that I’m writing that are still just character sketches.

When writing, do you have a process? My stories start with a voice that needs heard and trusts me enough to express it in words. I do extensive character charts (usually back to grandparents) and timelines that usually don’t match by the end of the book, but they help maintain the basic structure of the stories as I write.

Do you have any advice for new authors looking to make their own literary statement? I highly recommend joining a professional writers’ organization like Romance Writers of America. Complete your book and polish your work until it shines. Find your voice, one that people will come to recognize when they read it.

How many books have you written? Do you have a particular favorite?  You don’t want to know how many unpublished manuscripts are in my e-stash.  I write nonfiction, children’s, fiction, music and poetry.  The Three Graces Series are my first books published in women’s fiction (erotica), but I’ve spent years honing my craft.  My favorite hero is Nico in Something Else, my favorite heroine is potty-mouthed Anna in Something Different, and my favorite story is Rachel and Hannah’s in Something More.

Why did you choose to use a publisher instead of self-publishing? Dark Hollows Press author T. S. McKinney took an interest in my work and encourage me to submit to them. I did, and The Three Graces found their home.

Where do your ideas come from? Anywhere and everywhere. The idea for my current historical came from a reenactor who does a first-person impression of General Ulysses S. Grant.  He told me a story about his ancestor who fought in the war, served his term, but never mustered out.   The book grew out of what happened three years later.

How many books do you currently have published? I currently have three BDSM ménage novellas out with Dark Hollows Press: Something Else (The Three Graces Book One), Something Different (The Three Graces Book Two), and Something More (The Three Graces Book Three). Writing as Anita Quick, I have two nonfiction books on the Civil War, an e-book memoir about fifty of my past lives, and a children’s picture book about deployment called When Mommy Goes A-Marching.  Written for ages 3-6 years of age, it is being used in offices of psychologists who counsel military families.

Are you working on anything right now? My BDSM historical and a paranormal angel book.

Do you have a favorite Hero or Heroine from any of your books and why? I love Nico from Something Else. He was my first bisexual character, and he’s so spiritual, being a shaman as well as a musician.  He “gets” Grace, and they have to work together to make J. T. theirs.  J.T.’s never had a male submissive, so it’s a big learning curve, with his first MM and MMF experiences.

Do you have anything you would like to say to your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read your work(s)? If you like stories that dare to be different, if you like character-driven books with scorching hot sex scenes, if you’re curious about BDSM, then you need to get this series, starting with book one. Each story is a standalone for the threesome but the first two books have epilogues with teasers that lead into the next book.  And have a facial tissue handy at the end of book three.  Rachel and Hannah’s story still makes me cry, even after reading it dozens of times.

More About You ~ The Fun and the Naughty

Share one thing about yourself that would surprise people who know you. I’m related to an astronaut.  One of my distant Mercer relatives is Scott Altman, test pilot, NASA astronaut, and space shuttle commander.  If you’ve seen the movie TOP GUN, you’ve seen Scott fly.  He did all of Maverick’s scenes, except for the tower fly-by; they drew straws on that one.

Doggy style, cow girl or missionary? My characters do a lot of doggy style, oral, anal, and double penetration.

What secret sinful pleasure do you keep hidden in your cupboards? It wouldn’t be a secret if I told.

Are you a wine or beer kinda gal? Neither. Juice or teas (jasmine being my #1 pick)

If you could go anywhere at all on your next vacation where would you go? Ireland

If you could choose any hot famous guy to take with you who would it be and why? I’d go native with Colin Farrell and pretend that I’m his American cousin.

Thong, Bikinis, Granny Panties, or Boy shorts? Whatever fits the mood.

Are you a dress up in heels or a jeans and flats woman? Flats with everything.

Homebody or Party all the time girl? Homebody, most of the time.

Tall, Dark and Deadly or Smart and Sexy or Athletic and Funny? Smart and Sexy. I need someone who challenges my mind.  Lucky me, I married tall, dark, handsome, smart, sexy, strong, and funny.  It doesn’t hurt that he drove a Corvette when we met.

Significant other or Tearing up the town free and clear? Significant other

Favorite social network and why?  Facebook, for the interaction.  I’ve met some incredible writers and readers there.

What was your “dream” job as a child? Jockey, paleontologist, Egyptologist, astronomer.

What was the worst job you ever had while working towards being a published author? I’ve been fortunate to have jobs that I enjoyed. One of my workplaces had an office viper (you know, the snake-in-the-grass that strikes without warning), and another workplace had an embezzler.

What would be your next best choice if not writing as a career? If I hadn’t wanted to write as a career, I would probably have learned massage therapy and craniosacral release.

About Your Latest Release

Introduce us to the main characters: The heroine of SOMETHING MORE is Rachel Givens aka Rae Simmons, age 22, everyone’s favorite waitress at the local diner. No one really know her, though.  Rachel is supposed to be dead.  She’s been living under an assumed name for four years when the past catches up to her.   Her former loves, the Colson brothers, Cord and Cam, have learned that she’s alive and come to town with every intention of getting her back.  One brother’s a biker.  One’s a porn star.  Either one of them could be her daughter Hannah’s father, but Rachel was raped by a rival motorcycle gang and paternity remains a question.

Rachel is a single mom with post-rape PTSD, fiercely protective of her autistic 3-year-old daughter Hannah.  Rachel has issues and triggers from her ordeal.  She doesn’t know if she can stand being touched by a man, but she’s naturally submissive to her former lovers who were her dominants.

 How do these two meet?  Cord met Rachel when she worked at an ice cream shop down the street from a repair shop owned by his MC.  Rachel met Cam when he flew in from California between films, and she learned that the brothers liked to share.

How would you characterize their relationship in one word answers, start, middle and end? Forbidden.  Tragic.  Fulfilling.

What three words would you use to describe this story? Erotic, wrenching, redeeming

Blurb: Two brothers, a biker and a porn star, are on a mission: to find and fetch the girl they thought was dead.  When Rae Simmons aka Rachel Givens comes face to face with her past, the single mother with a special needs child learns just how much more she can handle in a BDSM ménage romance.

 Loving a biker and his porn star brother came at a terrible price.  Taken by a rival gang, beaten beyond recognition and sexually assaulted, Rachel Givens saw a chance to survive by claiming the identity of the other girl who was taken and killed.  She spent months recovering from her physical injuries but still struggles with post-rape PTSD.  Add her three-year-old autistic daughter to the equation, and Rachel (now Rae Simmons) has her hands more than full as she makes a new life for themselves in a quiet little town.

When her former loves walk into the restaurant where she works, it’s clear that the Colson brothers have come for more than the plate lunch special.  Once Rachel gladly submitted to their domination, but she hasn’t been with a man since she was taken.  She has triggers and issues and a daughter whose needs come first.  Cord and Cam don’t care whether or not Hannah is theirs.  As far as they’re concerned, Hannah is Rachel’s and Rachel is theirs – and they’ll do whatever it takes to convince Rachel that they belong together.


Chapter One

The news I’ve been expecting came this morning. I’ve been holding my breath, dreading the day he’d get out. I knew it would happen, eventually, but I’ve spent four years burying the memories that would lead him to my door. If, by some miracle, he manages to resurrect me, well, let’s just say he’ll find me changed. I’ve learned how to defend myself. I’m not helpless anymore.

The two women who’ve made that happen are seated in my section. Grace Murphy and Anna James are my customers, but in the months I’ve worked at Wink’s Diner, they’ve also become friends, of sorts, even though they don’t know me. Not really.

No one in this town truly does.

I landed here by sheer luck. I’d been running and hiding for so long, it was hard to break my habits. I’ve set down roots, but I still haven’t let anyone in. And if I tear away and leave now…the thought that I might not see Anna and Grace or Mrs. Turley again reminds me of all that I’ve lost, everything I’ve been forced to give up, time and again, because of him.

Because of them.

 Table Four’s order is up. I load my tray, paste on a smile, and deliver plate lunch specials to the sheriff and his dispatcher. Sherry knows that something’s off, but she acts normal, bless her, and refrains from commenting. As of this morning, she’s the one person in town who’s not clueless of my past.

When I found out Cruz was being released, I broke down and showed the old news clipping to Sherry, more comfortable sharing with another woman who can understand what I went through. If anything happens…well, she’ll know where to start looking, anyway.

I’m hanging by a thread that unravels with Grace’s announcements. She just found out that she’s pregnant; now she and J.T. are getting married. The thought makes my head spin. How does that work in a threesome? I’m guessing that Nico will be the best man?

Somehow Anna manages to top that news. She’ll be leaving soon, joining her mega rock star lovers on the last leg of their worldwide tour, but she promises she’ll be back for the wedding.

Anna sees how close I am to losing it. She thinks it’s because of what she’s said, but she doesn’t know the rest.

“Rae, sweetie. It’ll be okay. Jackson and Jacob are good to me. Honestly, they’re the best things to ever happen to me. If you doubt it, ask Grace. You know she lies like shit.”

Grace is a psychic medium. If ever I needed a reading, it’s now.

Ignoring my other tables, I clear my head and manage a smile for them. Beneath my clenched stomach, my guts are churning. I’m afraid to let her in, for fear of what she’ll see, but forewarned is forearmed. “What do you say, Grace? What can you tell me?”

Grace bites her lower lip and gets the faraway look that she has when she’s “channeling.” Her gaze abruptly shifts to the diner door, and her face starts losing its color.

This is so not good. Grace’s pale Irish complexion is freaking white when she turns back to me.


“Whose names do you have on you?”

 Shoot. This is why I haven’t let myself get close to Grace. She sees things. Knows things. What was and what will be. I came here to be free of my past, to carve a future for myself, for us, free from the Colson brothers. They don’t own me, despite the ink they talked me into when I was young and naïve. When it was exciting that Cruz was a bad boy biker and Cam, was–well, he’s still a porn star.

 Four years, and I’m still hiding, even from these two women who’ve been nothing but kind.

Such a fraud.

I can’t look at Anna. The day she got pierced at Black Dragon Ink, she caught me there, checking them out. I told her I was thinking about a tat. She thought I meant getting one, when I need mine covered or removed.

“Rae, it’s okay,” Anna tells me, offering absolution for misleading her. “It’ll be fine.”

“Yes, it will,” Grace promises. “Anna. Car keys. Change of plan.”

Hiding the keys in a napkin, Grace pushes them over and drops her voice to a whisper. “You know Anna’s car? It’s parked around the corner on Elm.” Grace gives me a look that speaks volumes. “I can’t tell you what to do. I can’t tell you where to go. It’s your decision, sweetheart: make a stand or sneak out the back way and keep running in a car they won’t be looking for, but you’re going to have to choose. Fast. Like right fucking now. Because,” she tells me, “they are here….”

 The bell over the diner door announces a new arrival, and Grace’s face turns pink. Dear Lord, she’s actually blushing.

“Holy shit,” Grace breathes. “That’s Jamie Cameron.” Grace held onto her V-card for twenty-two years, but she’s been making up for lost time with not one but two men, doing kink and watching porn, evidently.

You’d be amazed at the table talk in Wink’s Diner.

“Stage name,” I say, resisting the urge to look, trusting that she knows what she’s talking about. “Back home, he’s Cameron James Colson.”

Anna whips her head around, hard enough to send her purple and red streaked black hair flying. Subtle, she is not.

“Shit, Rae.” Anna snatches back her keys. “You can’t leave. This is so going in my biography. I mean, it’s him. The Titanic. Jamie. Fucking. Cameron. The man every woman wants to go down on. Please, tell me it’s not all camera angles. And–well, fuck me. Who’s that with him?”

“It’s not the camera,” I tell her, still not looking. I’m amazed she took her eyes off Cam’s crotch long enough to notice anything else. “Just guessing, but I’d say he’s with his brother.” Who is almost as well-endowed. Who just got out of prison. “A rougher, edgier version of Cam?”

“Leather jacket. Worn boots. Yeah, he’s got that ‘born to be wild’ look going for him.”

Shit. I hate being right. “His brother Cord. Goes by Cruz. That’s his road name.”

Anna smiles like a cat in cream. “No shit, Rae? A porn star and a biker?”

What can I say? One’s a lover. One’s a fighter. Both of them are beasts in bed.

Grace smiles like she read my thoughts (which she probably did). “Stay. You’ll figure it out.”

’m skeptical. “I’m not so sure,” I tell her. Cruz has been inside for four years, convicted on weapons charges. Who comes out of prison unchanged?

Grace probes me with a look deep enough, I should feel mindfucked. “He doesn’t know, does he?”

“About Hannah? No.”

“The guns. His club. You understand he was set up, right?”

Shit. Now I am mindfucked.

 “If you say so, Grace, but that’s not why I left. Look, I can’t do this right now, but I’d like to call you later, if that’s okay. I could really use the voice of wisdom.”

Grace smiles softly, looking as serene as a Madonna. Her inner peace instills a sense of calm in me. “Anytime, sweetheart. Even if it’s just needing someone to listen. No judgment here, Rachel.”

She called me Rachel. My real name.

No one’s called me that since the night I died.


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