Meet Pandora from Marie Hall’s Crimson Night | Character Interview

October 20, 2013 Blog Fun, Character Interviews, Giveaways 21

Crimson Night by Marie Hall
Series: Night #1
Published by Marie Hall Publishing on September 5, 2013
Genres: Urban Fantasy
Pages: 300
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Welcome one and all to Carnival Diabolique- or what I affectionately like to call, the carnival of the damned. My name is Pandora, and though my face might not look familiar to you, you do know me. I’m a Nephilim. What does that mean? I’m half demon, what’s my other name? Lust. I’m the dark craving that drives you mad, makes you want, makes you reckless and stupid. I’m the drug you’ll do anything to get your hands on. But I’m not all bad. I fight for light, for goodness and truth. I love my job, killing vampires and werewolves, zombies, and freaks… it’s what makes me happy. But people are starting to disappear and lately I’ve felt a dark presence lurking around me. I think it might be a death priest and that’s really bad. There isn’t much a demon like me fears, but I fear them. This should have been easy, me killing the fanged freaks, getting rid of my pesky priest problem, but I’m about to be betrayed by the one person I thought I could trust with my life and before the night is through I’ll be covered in crimson…

A little over two months ago I read Crimson Night by Marie Hall and fell in love with the main character, Pandora. I could tell you all about her (which I did in my 5 star review) but I’m really excited to be able to introduce Pandora to you in this interview! Enjoy!

My interview with Pandora

I’m not at all surprised that Pandora isn’t coming into the city to meet me – she hates the city. I’m also kind of thrilled, because this means I get to see her on her home turf; we’re meeting at her trailer! As I drive out of the city, I wonder idly if I’ll get a glimpse of the carnival. I know Pandora keeps her trailer a little ways away from the Carnival itself, so maybe not. And maybe that’s best. There’s a few residents I wouldn’t want to stumble upon by accident, “good guys” or not.

Finally reaching the trailer, I raise my hand to knock on the door just as it flies open. I let my hand drop stunned. I’m not sure if I’m more shocked by the door’s being suddenly opened or the face starring back at me. I knew Pandora was attractive, but I was WAY under prepared. Dressed in a fitted corset of black silk and a smoky gray taffeta skirt that gleamed an obsidian pearlescence when she moved into the flickering glow of candlelight, I was awed and a little humbled. Big, luminous, violet eyes studied me, looking at me up and down. Not judging me for wearing jeans and a sweater, not making me feel as if I weren’t good enough. She was simply measuring my worth and in that moment it was so obvious that she housed the demon of lust, something as wickedly beautiful as she was unearthly.

Pulling myself back from my stunned examination, I manage to stutter out, “Hi… I’m… um… Berls?” I cringe. Did I really just introduce myself with a question? Pull it together! “Nice to meet you. You’re Pandora?” I ask, extending my hand in a show of false bravery.

“Berls,” she smiles, “I’ve been expecting you.” The cadence of her voice, the smoky, refined quality, it was melodic and heart achingly beautiful to hear. I had to blink, to remember that I was here to do a job and that even though her smile had definitely shown pointy teeth, the woman wasn’t trying to scare me off. She was obviously trying to be nice, it wasn’t her fault I felt all muddled and tongue tied in her presence. Just what exactly are you supposed to say to a demon? “Hi, I think you’re great, please don’t take my soul to Hell.” I snorted at my internal dialogue. Pandora was giving me a strange look, the way she crooked her head, and eyed me, almost as if she knew what I was thinking.

“I will not bite, little mortal. Come inside if you wish your interview.”

“Thank you,” I say as I walk into the small trailer, determined to be professional. I’m once again stunned as I take in my surroundings. I knew the trailer was spelled, but this is impressive. Noticing a small sitting area I take a seat and pull out my pad full of questions, ready to pull myself together and conduct a professional interview. Except my mouth has other ideas.

“Are you using glamour on me?” I blurt out. Great tact Berls!

She laughs and again the sound does strange things to my insides. Makes me anxious and crazy, stupid nervous. But also kind of excited, because I know she’s dangerous, I know she could kill me if she really wanted to, but I also know she’s not going to. It’s sort of like staring a ravenous lion in the face and knowing no matter how famished, he’ll let you walk away.

“I only glamour those I wish to sleep with. You’re quite safe with me, little mortal.”

Grunting, because I definitely don’t feel altogether normal, I nod, grateful she doesn’t want to sleep with me.

Looking down at my note pad I read “thank Pandora for agreeing to do interview before asking questions.” Oops. Oh well, we’ll skip the pleasantries. First question then.

“So, how old are you, exactly?” I’ve clearly thrown tact out the door today. But this isn’t just a woman sitting in front of me. She’s a half-demon. An OLD half-demon.

Thin, delicate brows lift high on her forehead, a secret smile plays around her lips. “Haven’t you heard it’s rude to ask a woman her age?”

“I’m… I’m,” I stutter, dammit, did I already break like some cardinal rule, is she gonna do something to me now? My hands start sweating.

Swishing her hand in the air, she rolls her eyes. “Humans are too easy. I’m old, very, very old. Lets just say I was around long before the birth of The Christ.”

Wow. I gulp. That is old.

“I’m a historian, so I just have to ask. Did you particularly like living in one time period?”

“I love all time periods. They’re each unique, each special. The medieval ages were definitely fun though. Everybody thinking everybody else was a witch or a demon, burning humans at the stake for sneezing the wrong way. Dumping a woman in water to see if she’d float to the surface, proof she was a witch. Those fools,” she laughed again, the strangely dulcet sound. “It was always so much fun to know I was literally under their nose and none ever suspected the true demons.”

Fun. Hmm. Not the word I’d use. I was finding that Pandora definitely had a strange sense of humor. Interesting, but strange.

“And that was before Luc setup the carnival, right? You’re basically his second in command – how’d that happen? I mean you aren’t exactly the strongest demon around…” yes, Berls, insult her strength. Maybe she’ll demonstrate how strong she is on you.

She held up a finger. “Mortal, do not underestimate that just because I sleep around means I’m weak. Just ask the priest.” Her smile was vicious, but from one blink to the next, her countenance changed and I swallowed hard, realizing criticizing a demon was probably a bad, bad idea. “I like you, Berls, refreshingly honest to come across someone who means what they say.” My heart beat returned somewhat to normal then.

“To answer your question, I became second-in-command because I’m the smartest one. I may not be as physically daunting as my peers, but I’ve got brains and I’m not afraid to use them.”

Taking a deep breath, I gave her a tight smile and proceeded to ask my next question, reminding myself next time to think before I speak.

“You being a half-demon was something that always interested me. How does one become a half-demon? What’s it like having these two very different personalities in you?”

“A half demon is made when a fallen angel gets a woman thick with child,” she answered this as if it were obvious and I should have already known that. “What’s it like having two souls,” she snorted, “it’s awesome.”

I’m pretty sure she was being sarcastic, but I opted not to call her on it. I smiled instead.

“Being a half-demon, though, you can do all sorts of cool things. Like transporting through space or being able to read people. What’s your favorite skill? Why?”

Her lips pursed and she crossed her legs, displaying a long expanse of leg thanks to the large split in her skirt. “I love being what you want, little mortal.”

Umm… was she talking to me in particular, or in general? Good god the woman got me totally tongue tied, what exactly did that mean anyway? I swallowed hard, feeling slightly out of my element with this one. But I pushed on because I wasn’t leaving without my interview.

“I think it’s cool that you can tell if a person is good or bad – I think you said it was being able to tell if they had light in them. How can you tell?” What can you tell about me? I wonder anxiously. I know I’m not evil, but it’s still so disarming to think she could be reading the amount of light in me right now.

She tapped a long, red lacquered nail against her chin, eyeing me speculatively. “I know that you’re a blogger, that you live in St. Louis, MO attending graduate school, but that soon you’ll be moving to Texas. I also know that if you had the choice between a TV show, movie, or book, you’d likely pick a book. Which I applaud absolutely. You’re light, little mortal. Obviously.”

I blinked, stunned for a second. How did she know so much about me? It was creepy and I wasn’t altogether sure I liked it.

She grinned. “I may hate technology, but even I know how to navigate the internet. I read up on you, I always like to know who it is I’m talking to. I have trust issues you see.”

Clearly. Shaken, but not deterred, I inhaled. The show must go on.

“One of my favorite things to read about is when you’re morphing – changing your appearance to match someone’s desires. How do you know? Does it hurt?”

“It only hurts when I’m injured, otherwise it simply feels like changing clothes. Seamless and painless.”

“It’s certainly a handy trick! Do you have a favorite look? Or maybe I should ask – do you have a favorite prey?”

“Favorite prey?” She snorted. “I definitely have a favorite prey. He’s got silver hair, a wicked way with knives, and makes me HOT,” she growled the last, and I swear her eyes started swirling. I’m pretty sure I knew who she was talking about though, the priest. Her fascination with a being that wanted to rip her head off her neck was a little weird. But she was a demon, I figured weird was pretty much a given where she was concerned.

“At least you don’t have to go around killing to get what you need. Just a bit of sex and you’re all set – it will even heal you!! I know it’s exciting to read – how much better is it to live?”

Now her look turned introspective. Crinkles gathered around the corners of her eyes as she glanced down at the carpet. “It’s not as fantastic as it might sometimes seem. When the beast needs feeding and I wait too long, she has no standards.” She shuddered and I knew she was thinking of a memory I’d probably rather not know. I decided to switch the subject quickly.

“The first time I read about you sizing up potential prey it was Billy. But he was different. Why? What made him so special for you, besides being a priest? I mean, I think Luc seems pretty great…” I stop mid-sentence. I knew Luc was a touchy subject… oh well, cat’s out of the bag now.

“Billy,” she breathed the priest’s name and again that hot light filled her eyes, turned her full lips upward. “He is different. He is mine.” The way she said it, like she was warning me off. I held up my hands…

“Yeah, totally, I get that. All yours. But what about Luc?” I was nothing if not persistent.

“Luc.” Her sigh was long and loud. “I love him. I do. But there’s just… too much.”

I knew I wasn’t getting more than that.

“So, I don’t want to give anything away – everyone needs to pick up a copy of Crimson Night and find out all you’ve been through for themselves – but you got hit with some pretty huge revelations recently. How are you coping? Anything you can tell us about your next move?”

“Coping?” Her laughter was incredulous. “God.” She looked heavenward. “I’m telling you this because I want there to be a record, I want others to know the truth. I’m surviving, that is all.”

Sad, and a horrible way to end this interview but I had no more questions.

“Well best of luck to you. It’s good to know we’ve got you on our side!” Sensing that I’ve about exhausted Pandora’s patience, I stand to leave. But I can’t leave without a quick fan girl moment. I quickly blurt out, “It’s been so great meeting you. I’m rooting for you! It’s not your fault, you know. You’ll get revenge – they don’t know what they did messing with you!” I stop my outpouring of excitement before I say something best left unsaid. Looking at Pandora who’s looking at me with a mixture of pain and appreciation, I decide it’s time to go.

“Thanks again!” I say quickly as I let myself out and sprint to my truck, with a silly grin on my face. I just met Pandora – a half-demon – and lived to write about it! What a rush!!

About Marie Hall

Marie Hall has always held a dangerous fascination for creatures that go bump in the night. And mermaids. And of course fairies. Trolls. Unicorns. Shapeshifters. Vampires. Scottish brogues. Kilts. Beefy arms. Ummm… Bad boys! Especially the sexy ones.

Then the day came she realized apart from the sexy bad boy she married, there’d be no vampires/shapeshifters/mermaids/fairies/or even stinky trolls in her future unless she wrote about them. More often than not she can be found roaming the wild, lush tropical forest she calls her backyard (a.k.a. Hawaii) and day dreaming constantly about her latest project.

Her Mad Hatter is the first book of her Kingdom Series.

She loves to hear from her readers and can be reached at!

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21 Responses to “Meet Pandora from Marie Hall’s Crimson Night | Character Interview”

  1. Maricris Patrimonio Dimla

    Yep! I agree! That’s a great interview you have there with Pandora! I like her, and Im intrigued what was the revelation happened to her.. Im surely gonna read this book! Thank you for sharing! ^_^

    • Berls

      I’m so glad you enjoyed the interview – it was a lot of fun to do with Marie! Pandora is a fab character and that revelation… whoa! is all I’ll say. A definite must read if you like UF 🙂

    • Berls

      Thanks Naomi – I’m so glad you enjoyed it. I wanted to do something different and thank goodness Marie was open to it. She was fun to co-write with 🙂 And I think you would LOVE Crimson Night – it’s the perfect blend of steamy scenes, action, and paranormal. And it will tear you up too!

    • Berls

      Thanks so much Brandee 🙂 It was a lot of fun to co-write with Marie and Pandora is just an awesome character! I definitely recommend this one.

  2. Erika Messer

    Thank you for the review it made me want to read this book! I love the way you made the interview with the character that is awesome 🙂 Great job!

    • Berls

      Thanks Erika – it was a lot of fun to co-write with Marie 🙂 Pandora is a fabulous character – I hope you get a chance to read Crimson Night!

    • Berls

      Thanks Pamela! I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Pandora is such an amazing character – I hope you get a chance to pick this one up 🙂

    • Berls

      I’m so glad you enjoyed the interview – Pandora is one of my fav heroines now. Hope you get to read it 🙂

    • Berls

      Yay – I hope you’ll get a chance to read it! It’s one of my favorites this year and I highly recommend it 🙂

    • Berls

      I do too – they are just so fun. I kind of took a different approach to this one, because I love this character so much I just had to picture myself meeting her 🙂

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