Why is it in romances we limit ourselves? We look at the traditional story lines of “the girl next door” or “the stud in school”, but we rarely venture outside our own race. Sure we’ll sleep with a vampire or werewolf. Some people even have no problem with an elf, (Orlando Bloom the restraining order was a little much all I wanted was you in a blond wig with bow and arrow, clothing optional). But lets face it, in modern romances we still consider even black and white to be edgy.
In The Frozen I have people of all nations, who because of they work for Gabriel and can be dropped anywhere in the world, find that love can be found anywhere.
You start with the main love interest of Kiri and Nye. Kiri, white Southern California girl from the twentieth century and Nye a black former slave from the eighteen hundreds who has scars on his back to prove he knows not to cross racial lines.
But that’s just on love story in the book. Inside the home of The Frozen are many demon hunters that found love on assignment. Lars, a Swedish soldier, fell for Zarmina when he was in the Middle East in the early eighteen hundreds. Zarmina was set to marry into a traditional arranged marriage when she ran across Lars who stole her heart.
Then Dilana who is from what is now the Balkan States who ends up being saved from herself by a man from northern Japan. Kiyoshi had to make many sacrifices to be the woman he’d fallen for.
It’s not that I’m against two people from the same race falling in love, because the in the second book in The Frozen series that’s what happened because Trisha is the beautiful woman that showed up for Schmitty. I’m just asking why is it still taboo to cross that line. Is it the last forbidden fruit? If so can I please have a fruit salad, because we never limit our characters when it comes to wealth, intelligence or ninja skills, but we are still limiting who they are attracted too. And the little people in my head want no limits on love.
In The Frozen I have people of all nations, who because of they work for Gabriel and can be dropped anywhere in the world, find that love can be found anywhere.
You start with the main love interest of Kiri and Nye. Kiri, white Southern California girl from the twentieth century and Nye a black former slave from the eighteen hundreds who has scars on his back to prove he knows not to cross racial lines.
But that’s just on love story in the book. Inside the home of The Frozen are many demon hunters that found love on assignment. Lars, a Swedish soldier, fell for Zarmina when he was in the Middle East in the early eighteen hundreds. Zarmina was set to marry into a traditional arranged marriage when she ran across Lars who stole her heart.
Then Dilana who is from what is now the Balkan States who ends up being saved from herself by a man from northern Japan. Kiyoshi had to make many sacrifices to be the woman he’d fallen for.
It’s not that I’m against two people from the same race falling in love, because the in the second book in The Frozen series that’s what happened because Trisha is the beautiful woman that showed up for Schmitty. I’m just asking why is it still taboo to cross that line. Is it the last forbidden fruit? If so can I please have a fruit salad, because we never limit our characters when it comes to wealth, intelligence or ninja skills, but we are still limiting who they are attracted too. And the little people in my head want no limits on love.
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