Hi, I’m Zoë, and I’m a nerd lover.
Hi, Zoë.
As a romance reader, and romance author, I know I’m supposed to love the big, brooding, badass alpha hero. He’s the guy who can do everything—lead an assault on a nest of vampires, single-handedly take down the drug cartel, defeat the spy ring while flawlessly dancing a waltz and making all the maidens weak with desire. These heroes are larger than life, and yes, they definitely make a woman’s pulse speed up.
But give me a shy, smart guy, and watch me swoon.
There’s something so utterly charming, something that makes me all weak in the knees when a man who’s known for his brains suddenly loses his composure around the woman he fancies. He doesn’t have the smooth moves, he doesn’t know the right words to say. He may even stammer and blush. He’s more comfortable thinking up complex equations than seducing, and that makes his awkward attempts at wooing all the more irresistible.
Of course, I’m also talking about a romance hero, so my favorite nerd heroes can also kick butt. It wouldn’t quite work if the heroine had to keep bailing him out, would it? So underneath his button-down shirt or uniform, you’re going to find a body that’s just as sexy and capable as his brains. Oh, and you know that famous line from the film “Revenge of the Nerds?” “All Jocks ever think about is sports, all [nerds] ever think about is sex.” Yeah, that’s definitely true. Smart guy + sex = very attentive, creative lovemaking.
Lieutenant Nils Calder, the hero of CHAIN REACTION, is the top mind in the 8th Wing’s Engineering Corps. (The other 8th Wing soldiers refer to Engineering as NerdWorks.) He’s also the very last person Lieutenant Celene Jur wants accompanying her on her mission of vengeance. But behind Nils’s quiet, nerdy exterior beats the heart of a true warrior. All he has to do is survive the mission—and survive Celene.
Tell me some of your favorite nerd heroes! I’ll pick a winner from one of the comments to receive a copy of CHAIN REACTION.
You can read an excerpt of CHAIN REACTION here.
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Zoë is a RITA-award nominated romance author who loves kickass heroines and heroes who love kickass heroines. Her books include the paranormal historical Hellraisers series and the acclaimed Blades of the Rose historical paranormal adventure series. she enjoys baking, tweeting about boots, and listening to music from the ’80s. She and her husband, fellow romance author Nico Rosso, live in Los Angeles.
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