Interview–Piper Denna

Today I’m honored to have Piper Denna on the blog for an interview.  Piper and I “met” last year, about this time at a pitch session on a mutual friend’s blog when I pitched my first western… Not only is she a fantastic editor, she’s an even better author….

So, Piper tell us a little about yourself.

I grew up and currently live in a small town (the same one), even after some adventurous bouts with life in the city. I’m a mom of 2—a 15- and 17-year-old (read: desperately seeking boarding school!), have been married for 21 years (yes, to the same dude, LOL). My hubby lets me edit and write, in exchange for helping him do the books for his contracting business.

LOL… I know what you mean. If you find a good boarding school pass along the info. Sounds like a good deal to me… Well, unless you hate math.

What genre/genres do you write?

As Piper Denna, I write contemporary erotic romance. As Autumn Piper, I write mainstream contemporary romance. The main difference between the two? Piper Denna’s characters are a bit more adventurous in bed, and the reader gets more details.

If you are a pantser, how do you handle when you write into a corner?

I hold my head in my hands and wish I’d plotted. LOl

I do the same thing!!

If you are a plotter, how do you handle when your characters decide they don’t like you have plotted and do their own thing?

I go with it, until I write myself into a corner, and then…see the last answer!


Whatever became of your very first book?

My first book ever is an Autumn Piper title, and its on something like revision #975…still not ready for publication. But my first book as Piper Denna, All Fore Revenge, is published with Lyrical Press and still available.

I got you beat!  Heartstrings was revised 976 times before you got it!

What inspired you to write Fantasy Mountain?

In a way, the TV show, Fantasy Island. I thought, what if such a place existed, where people could go to fulfill erotic fantasies (minus the magic)?

Sounds fun!

Is Fantasy Mountain part of a series? If so, tell us about it.

Yes. The second novel, Victoria’s Secret Wish, is also available now, and I’m working on the first of several novellas that branch off featuring minor characters from the “trunk” story line. Each will feature its own hero and heroine, with their happy ending.

I still have Victoria’s Secret Wish on my TBR List!

Was Fantasy Mountain easy to write?

Yes. These characters were probably the easiest for me of all, and their romance is the strongest.

Don’t you just love when the characters WANT us to tell their stories… Unfortunately for me, they usally don’t want anything to do with me putting their story on “paper.”

How long did it take you to write?

It took about a month—this one just flew out for me.


What is your favorite part? (If you’d like to share a little excerpt of that part, you may do so.)

My favorite scene is with the hero, and a little lost boy who ends up at the resort for a few days. Since the little guy has been somewhat traumatized, he’s not speaking and they don’t know his name. Victoria leaves the boy in Brett’s care while she goes to work for a while:

Brett eyed the grungy boy whose mud-caked shoes were tucked under him on Vic’s pristine cream-colored couch. “So do you think your wife and kids might be looking about for you yet?” he asked cheerily.

The boy grinned, then sobered and shook his head.

“Do ya go to school yet?”

Hey Kid shook his head no, looking at Brett like he’d gone mad.

“Here’s what I’ve been thinking. There’re two kinds of boys in the world.” He paused to be sure he had the boy’s interest. “The kind of boys who like a good bath, and the kind who don’t. It looks as if you’re the kind that doesn’t. But I’ll tell you, Miss Victoria has a mighty fine bathtub in there. Big enough to swim in, it is. Would you like to see it?”

The boy chewed his lower lip, shrugged, and stood. Brett led him to Vic’s master bath, but before he said a word about the tub, the boy had whipped his pants down and made a mad dash to use the toilet. “Ah. I’d guess you were needing to do that pretty bad. There’s one instance where using your words woulda come in handy, wouldn’t it now? Would have been a pretty tough break if you’d peed in your only clothes.”

The boy looked at him from the corner of his eye and nodded grudgingly. With a relieved sigh, he pulled his pants back up over his skinny bottom.

“Forget something there?” Brett asked, pointing at the toilet until the boy flushed. “And put Miss Victoria’s seat back down. A lady doesn’t like the seat left up. There’s a lad. So, what do you think of this bath tub, then? Nice warm water, maybe some bubbles if that’s your cup of tea.”

“Tea?” The boy clapped his hands over his mouth.

Brett pretended to take it in stride, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

“Tell you what I’ll do. I’ll get the water started and go in the other room. If you’re the type of boy who likes a bath, take off your clothes and climb in. When I come back, I’ll turn off the water. If you’re in, fantastic. If not, I’ll know you don’t like the bath and we’ll need to arrange something outside with the garden hose.” Brett turned on the taps, adjusted the temperature, then rifled through Vic’s bath things. Lilac, rose, lavender, and something with a watermelon on the bottle. The last he held up in question to the boy, who nodded his approval. Brett dumped nearly half the bottle under the tap and the boy clamped his hands over his mouth again.

“Whoops. Might make for mountains of bubbles. Could be a bit of a mess, that. Here’s a washcloth, then. Let’s see what kind of boy you are.” He left the bathroom and ventured only a few feet into Vic’s bedroom before tiptoeing back to the door and peeking in. Hey Kid stripped fast and bounded into the tub.

After a minute or two, Brett called over the running water, “All right then. A good kind of boy I see.” Somewhere in the piles of bubbles was a hidden kid. “Are you still with me, Hey Kid?” he called in mock alarm. “The bubbles haven’t swallowed you up?” He turned off the tap and heard giggling. “Miss Victoria has a very nice washing machine. Mind if I put your clothes in it for a bit?”

No answer.

“I’ll take that as a yes. You got a wallet or car keys in your pockets I need to pull out first?”


He left the boy to his bath while he carried the grimy clothes, holey shoes and all, to the wash. Both jeans and t-shirt were heavily worn, the knees of the jeans torn. The small yellow shirt looked as if it had been badly stained prior to the boy’s solo adventure, and had fit so short on him that his little tummy showed.

“Poor little mite,” Brett muttered. He got the kid’s clothes started in the laundry, then noticed the items hanging on hooks above. The studded thong and bra, along with two other sets of similar ilk. He went hard immediately, thinking of Vic in a red lace set. Their first time together, he’d lost all control and gone right after her with her thong still on, catching the silk with his thumb to hold it out of his way.

Christ, but it had been like magic that night between them. Erasing the empty look from her eyes, he’d replaced it with pleasure she gave him back tenfold. He’d give her that again. Soon, he vowed. His poor cock couldn’t take much more waiting on her behalf.

Time to get back in the bathroom and check on the kid.

He found Hey Kid, face submerged, blowing bubbles in the water and splashing something fierce. The entire bathroom was a veritable swamp.


For Fun:

What’s your favorite TV show or movie of all time?

Friends. It has it all: good times, humor, characters you can get attached to (aka friends, LOL), and a couple of great romances. My daughter and I laugh and laugh whenever we watch it.

Would you believe I never saw this show? I know lame.

If you could chose a period in history to be born in, what would it be and why?

It’s so funny you ask that. My daughter keeps telling me she wishes she’d been born earlier and lived in the 70’s. LOL. I’m not making that up! But me? I’m okay with now.

I grew up in the 70s… Not sure I’d want to go back. I agree, now’s good.

What was the most embarrassing thing your husband/boyfriend/partner/friend ever did to you in public?

At our wedding, hubby and I took the floor for our first dance with my big ole’ dress all bustled up in the back. The weight of the dress, plus the heels I was wearing, and the several drinks foisted on us by friends and family, and when hubby leaned in close, we tipped back…toward my back, that is…and went ass over teakettle (I was the teakettle, thank you very much!). I’m sure the guests still laugh about that scene.


What is the one place you have never visited but would love to?

Since it’s winter and I’m dying of short-days-and-cold-weather-itis: BoraBora.

Can’t agree with you more!

If you were stranded on a desert island and could chose any famous person (living or dead), who would you chose to be stranded with you and why?

Definitely NOT one of those survivorman guys on the TV shows. They’d make me eat snake or bugs. Yuck!

You got that right!

Quick Quiz

Cake or Chips

Cake. Unless it’s PMS (pre menstrual sodium-deficient) week, and then it’d be chips.

Steak or Veggie Burger


Chocolates or Roses


Boxers or Briefs or Nothing at all


And lastly because I write both: Vampires or Cowboys


Loved having you today, Piper!


She arranges fantasy fulfillment for a living. Now it’s her turn.

Victoria has built a world-renowned business at Fantasy Mountain, the resort where no want is too wacky, no urge too unusual, no passion too peculiar. Her ability to create any sexual scenario has granted her everything she could want: power, money, independence. The one thing
that remains out of her reach is the man she knows she’ll never have…and he happens to work just down the hall from her.

Brett has all but given up hope of breaching the wall around Victoria’s heart. In fact, he’s engaged to be married back in London in only two months. But he knows Victoria has desires; he’s seen them firsthand.

When a night of passion rekindles old feelings, can he finally fulfill the ultimate fantasy of the woman who’s made it her mission to satisfy everyone’s desires but her own? After all, whatever the erotic dream, it can come true at Fantasy Mountain.

Content Warning: Wild romps, no-holds-barred lust, and deep, meaningful lovemaking. A love story first, sparing no steamy details. Contains glimpses into very kinky fantasies.



He cradled Vic’s face in his hands, tracing dark circles under her eyes with his thumbs. “If you weren’t out drinking and cavorting with rakes all night, you’d not be so tired, miss,” he teased softly.

She swallowed hard and looked at the floor. “I was in by ten.” Was she hiding something? “I just didn’t…rest well.”

Of course. The damn dreams. She never rested when she went to California, and here he’d been begrudging her the best diversion she had from those nightmares.

“Ah, Vic. I’m sorry.” Her eyes teared up, right before she narrowed them on him. She’d be pissed off now because he felt sorry for her. Already her cheeks were turning that angry pink he so enjoyed. The green eyes squinted smaller, and her jaws tightened under the heels of his hands. Glorious angry, she was. He couldn’t help smiling again, which would only serve to further infuriate her.

She took in a great breath. He knew she intended to spew it back out on him in a flurry of irate words, but he stole it from her first. He kissed her, as he seemed to do more often than he cared to acknowledge, and stalled the angry reply.

Even as his lips brushed against her soft ones, he thought of her kissing another, and his pulse beat faster. The sweet gesture to show her he would sympathize with her whether she liked it or not became a fierce need to make her want him. Instead of a tender, closed-mouth kiss, he forced her lips apart and probed with his tongue. He longed to taste and feel her desire, her need for him and him alone. To have her love him.

He got the desire, at least. She slipped her smooth arms round his neck and matched him move for move. He’d known she would. It was constantly there with them, this physical need. Though she strove to suppress it in the name of business ethics, he could sense it always, carefully hidden. And damn if it didn’t drive him mad to know she wanted him but didn’t love him. Besides, she had more self-control than he did. As usual, she found her senses first and pulled away from him.

“Andrea,” was her breathless one-word way of halting him. It worked famously.


Author Bio:

Romance is sexy. And often funny, and sometimes tangled up with suspense. Let’s face it: all sorts of things get mixed up with romance in real life. Piper Denna’s stories are not cut-and-dried romance. She wants her characters to deal with issues female readers can relate to: independence and trust, empowerment, inhibitions, an unfaithful partner, motherhood. Sometimes her characters make mistakes and often her “bad guys” are not 100% bad. Mostly she wants to take the reader on an emotional journey to a happy ending…with a few enviable sexual encounters along the way.When she’s not writing, she edits, raises two teens along with her husband, and has an evil day job.She enjoys books–or movies–with a comedic twist and hopefully a love story with lots of tension, too.Sexiest parts of a man in Piper’s opinion? The hands and eyes. Shoulders are nice too, and of course, great pecs are never amiss…

Author Links:
Piper Denna Website
Piper Denna Blog
Fantasy Mountain Website
Book Trailer

Buy Links:
Barnes & Noble
Lyrical Press

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10 thoughts on “Interview–Piper Denna

  1. Fun interview ladies! I’m impressed you wrote a book in a month. I can only dream 🙂 And you are so right about Friends…one of the best tv shows ever…it really does have it all and Sara, you need to start watching the reruns 🙂

    Good luck with your books Piper!

  2. “I hold my head in my hands and wish I’d plotted.” <–this made me LOL. Great interview!

  3. Fun interview, ladies! Loved the excerpt, Piper – sounds like my kind of read.

  4. Great interview, and I like that quote, too–we’ve all spent some “head in hands” time!

  5. Great interview. I loved the excerpts. Tweeted.

  6. Thanks for coming by, ladies. And Sara….no Friends? What planet did you live on for those 9 years? LOL Thanks for having me. 🙂

  7. D'Ann Lindun

    Great interview, gals!

  8. Great interview! I loved your answers, Piper. I don’t have your books yet, but I do plan to read some one day. 🙂

  9. Loved the interviews and the questions, have to agree with Friends too, it still makes me laugh 🙂 Nice one ladies, loved the excerpt too!!

  10. Okay… I’ll have to watch the reruns of Friends… Thanks for coming by everyone and showing Piper some love!

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