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Fri
Dec 6 2013 3:22pm

Emotional Response: The Intersection of Horror and Romance

Legend of the Highland Dragon by Isabel CooperToday we're joined by author Isabel Cooper, whose Legend of the Highland Dragon combines Victorian England with dragons, intrigue, and plenty of romance. It's a natural, then, that Isabel would look for connections between disparate genres, and today she talks about what the horror and romance genres have in common. Thanks, Isabel!

Horror and romance have a lot in common.

Seriously. For one thing, they’re the only two fiction genres traditionally defined by emotion: you can’t walk into a bookstore and find a shelf of Books That Will Make You Cry. For another, they’re the two genres of fiction that get the most crap from people outside said genres—maybe because of that. Horror will corrupt our children and romance will corrupt our women and, y’know, they’re not Real Literature Really. They’re too visceral to be nice. That’s a third thing they share. Horror and romance both hit you where you live, if they’re done right.

And they bleed into each other a lot. Obviously there’s Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Twilight and a whole bunch of fiction, these days, which is explicitly romance featuring vampires or werewolves or other things that would traditionally be trying to kill you. (And much of this fiction is awesome: I spent way more time crying over Season 2 of Buffy than I will ever admit.) Even in the more traditional books, though, the “pure” examples of one genre or another, there’s often a little crossover.

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Tue
Nov 26 2013 3:00pm
Excerpt

Legend of the Highland Dragon: Exclusive Excerpt

Isabel Cooper

Legend of the Highland Dragon by Isabel CooperHe Guards a Ferocious Secret

In Victorian England, gossip is often as precious as gold. But the Highlanders are a more mysterious bunch. And if anyone found out that Stephen MacAlasdair really was, he'd be hunted down, murdered, his clan wiped out. As he's called to London on business, he'll have to be extra vigilant—especially between sunset and the appearance of the first evening star.

Mina just wanted to find out more about the arrogant man who showed up in her employer's office. Some might say it was part of her job. She never thought the stranger would turn into a dragon right in front of her. Or that he'd then offer her an outrageous sum of money to serve as his personal secretary. Working together night and day to track a dangerous enemy, Mina comes to see a man in love is more powerful and determined than any dragon.

Get a sneak peek of Isabel Cooper's Legend of the Highland Dragon (available December 3, 2013) with an exclusive excerpt of a selected scene.

After the transformation had passed, Stephen’s human form felt new and foreign. Before he’d owned the crown, it had never done so—one shape had been as natural as the other. Now every night was an adjustment, and when he didn’t have the pressure of manes and strange women in his house, relearning himself went, or seemed to go, much more slowly.

At home, he’d walked in the woods, secure that he could handle any threat there. The London streets weren’t nearly as safe, though, and Stephen didn’t wish to accidentally break a pickpocket’s arm, so he wandered through the halls of his house—trying, he’d thought sometimes, to make it feel his as he made his body do the same.

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