Hello! I’m Evelyn and I write sexy queer vampires and witches. My drive is to write fun, beautiful, (semi) realistic queer and polyamorous relationships, but to make them all vampires and witches because I love fangs and magic. Also sex and blood.
But, I want more than mindless sex and blood. Perhaps more than anything else, my love is worldbuilding. A complete and thoroughly built world gives birth to such wonderful characters, and I love molding my world into something you can believe, drawing on countless hours of research into history and mythology. In particular, I love featuring snippets of the cultures that make up my heritage, especially Jewish, Celtic, and French for my series, The Bloodline Chronicles. (I also research the steamy parts. Thoroughly.)
Other than awe-inspiring worldbuilding, the most important thing for me is to write amazing queer books that aren’t just queer books. That don’t “need” to be queer and aren’t about queer trauma. The main characters happen to be queer, of course, but what compels me to write is to give readers fantastic stories that happen to feature queer main characters, the way so much of literature and romance features straight main characters.
Many LGBT+ people I know, myself included, have read lots of stories with straight romances and I want not just to provide my queer community with books where they can see themselves, but to write worlds and characters so compelling that straight readers will also want to read my books, the way queer readers read books like The Vampire Diaries and The Hunger Games growing up. Don’t worry though, I do have a token straight! His name is Bear and he’s the comic relief.
A little more about myself: I live in South Florida, also known as America’s swampy armpit or G-d’s waiting room, and have two cats and two kids – the youngest kid just turned one. My spouse is a Korean adoptee, so we did a Korean tradition called a Doljabi to celebrate our baby boy’s first birthday. I had so much fun cooking a whole Korean feast for our family and friends, it was a big buffet!
My hobbies are anything remotely creative. I love singing and originally went to college to study classical vocal performance (aka, opera) and used to be a professional belly dancer at my local Renaissance Festival. I sometimes sew my own clothes (badly), like pyrography, crocheting, embroidery, jewelry making, sketching, cooking, and baking. I’m good at about half of those.
Unfortunately, I developed rheumatoid arthritis in my twenties affecting a lot of my body, such as my fingers. This makes typing and most of my creative hobbies very difficult, but I’m still putting in as much work as I can to write more in The Bloodline Chronicles. Going gluten-free is helping reduce some pain, but at what cost??? I miss baking fluffy challahs… As far as disabilities go, I’m also autistic and that probably shows itself the most in my moderately oblivious and very blunt main character, Sarai’s, personality.
So, that’s me in a nutshell. A disabled, bisexual writer just trying to make her way through the wilds of the internet with a queer vampire-witch romance series, hoping to give you a fantastic read.
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Title: Witch’s Knight (The Bloodline Chronicles, 1)
Author: Evelyn Silver
Genre: Queer Paranormal Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Book Blurb:
Sarai Reinhart is a witch in hiding. Having inherited rare dual gifts of healing and necromancy from her late Jewitch mother and cruel German father, she needs to be constantly on her guard to avoid those who would use her.
But even a skilled witch cannot run from everyone. After a mental breakdown sees her turn a mouse into a zombie, she is captured by an organization of witch hunters. To her great surprise, salvation arrives in the form of vampires and one vampire in particular: the beautiful and deadly Knight Commander Marcelle. Sarai is brought to the local vampire kingdom's seat of power, a place no witch has seen and survived, and finds herself falling for her rescuer. Can she trust the vampire woman when Sarai's blood holds secrets that could change the occult world forever?
Excerpt
With a delicate touch, the vampire pinched the plastic tube with her nails and severed it. The end still connected to Sarai’s body spurt with each beat of her frightened heart, while the other end dropped limp and began to drip onto the floor to mingle with the blood of the dead scientist. The vampire brought the end of the connected tube up to her lips like a straw, and Sarai’s gut twisted as she felt the liquid pulled from her body at a much faster rate. It made her fingertips feel cold.
“Do you mind not sucking my blood while I’m trying to have a conversation with you?” Sarai demanded. “It’s rude.”
The vampire paused, blinked, and then laughed as she lowered the makeshift straw. “Please do forgive me, little witch,” she said, her voice heavy with mockery. “I wouldn’t want to be accused of rudeness. If we’re being so polite, why don’t you tell me who you are?”
Sarai pursed her lips. “Let me out of this chair, and maybe I will.”
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Author Biography
Evelyn Silver lives in Florida with her husband, their children, and their two cats. She's won multiple awards for her books and writings and got her start writing stage plays in high school. She has a BFA in English and enjoys a variety of hobbies including belly dancing and singing opera. She is an Own Voices writer, spinning tales of polyamorous and bisexual paranormal romance. Evelyn sews her own clothes (poorly) and somehow manages to kill every plant she ever tries to take care of.
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Title: Midnight Fear (The Bloodline Chronicles, 2)
Author: Evelyn Silver
Genre: Queer Paranormal Romance
Book Blurb
Even the strongest of vampires has a breaking point: for Marcelle, it was being tortured by a witch in New York and trying to return to her regular existence as if nothing had happened.
She has too much to do to allow herself to focus on something as trivial as trauma. Occult hunters accost her witch allies; an aggravating pyromancer needles a fiery thorn in her side; and the coronation of one of her lovers, the vampire crown prince of New Ulster, Setanta, has her full attention. Not only that, but her newest lover, the necromancer and healing witch Sarai, has trials of her own to face and a reckoning to come with her formal introduction to the vampire royal court at the Midnight Festival. Marcelle and her lovers must face the demons of the past and future, or she may lose the new love desperately needs.
Excerpt
A cold, soft hand caressed her cheek, and Sarai melted against it.
“Don’t worry,” Marcelle said in her ear. “We won’t bite.” She whirled the witch around, their lips inches apart, and Sarai felt her body flushed with heat at the sight of Marcelle’s blue eyes turning red with lust.
The first few cords of string instrumentals played and introduced a tango. Marcelle’s body undulated in response. Setanta grabbed his lover's hand and pulled her towards him, then spun her out towards Sarai. They began a duet in those first bars of music, Marcelle’s leg sweeping out sensually from the slit in her dress. Setanta’s movements were more powerful, demanding, and full of purpose as he manipulated her body to press against him. He commanded, she responded. Her fangs slipped from her mouth, and he smirked just enough to reveal his own.
It looked like foreplay and Sarai wanted to participate in the celebration of sex and power. Setanta maneuvered Marcelle closer towards her. They made eye contact before Marcelle let go of her sire and circled Sarai, a hand trailing across Sarai's collarbone, just above her breasts.
Sarai felt her heart nearly stop as she was tilted back, then spun around to face Marcelle.
“Ready to dance?” the woman said.
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