Character Profiles: Heart of a Warrior by Theodora Lane

HeartOfAWarrior_TLane_500X800Nicodemus likes to kill vampires. A lot. But his nocturnal job as a bloodsucker exterminator makes dating rather … dangerous. Fiona has never needed a man to rescue her and just because vampires find the prospect of her virginity delicious doesn’t mean she is going to start now. When saving each other becomes a habit, Nic and Fiona start on a path that might make her less tasty and his lone hunter routine a thing of the past.
Once they pair up battling evil vampires, Nicodemus and Fiona know the only choice is to kill or be killed, and they have no intentions of becoming dinner tonight. Are they just partners or do they each hold their warrior’s heart?

Theodora Lane (aka Lynn Lorenz) is here today with the characters from her vampire romance, Heart of a Warrior. Take it away!

The main characters are Nicodemus, a vampire slayer who never thought he’d find a woman who wouldn’t go running when she found out what he did for a living, and Fiona, a kick-ass virgin who has never needed a man to rescue her, or found one who could win her trust.


Description: Nic is a killing machine, deadly with a sword, and his mission in life is to kill vampires. All of them. He’s big, built and Fiona blows his mind when he sees her moves.

Fav Quote after seeing Fiona fighting vampires: “Hell, I don’t smoke, but I think I need a cigarette.”


Description: Fiona is not your ordinary virgin, she’s got a “don’t mess with me” attitude and the sword skills to back it up. She might be small, but she’s fierce, fiery, and ready to fight, naked or not.

Fav Quote, when she discovers she’s surrounded by vampires: I need a plan. Then I kick ass and forget about taking names.



“This is your room, bath is that door. I’m down the hall.” Nic pointed to show Fiona the room as hestood in the hall. She opened the door and peered in.

“Great. Now, do you have something I can sleep in?” She tilted her head and looked up at him.

“Don’t want to sleep naked?” His lips curled up in a grin.

“I think I’ve had enough naked for tonight, Nic. A T-shirt will do just fine.” She flung her hand out and swatted his muscled stomach as she passed him.

“Yeah. One T-shirt coming right up.” He wanted her to touch him again, somewhere south of his stomach. Somewhere hard.

“Oh, and is there a spare toothbrush in the bathroom?” She sat on the edge of the bed. Damn, she looked so good. The urge to push her backward, pull the clothes off her, and bury himself deep inside her made his cock twitch. Whoa. Down, boy. She’s a self-proclaimed, dyed-in-the-wool, gen-u-wine virgin. Definitely off-limits. Against company policy.

“Should be, check the cabinets. I think you’ll find shampoo, soap, toothpaste, and a couple of new toothbrushes.” He leaned against the door frame to keep his distance.

“Bring a lot of virgins home?” She ran her hand over the quilt covering the bed. Was it his imagination playing games, or did she just invite him to sit next to her?

“Absolutely not.” He frowned. “The stuff is left over from when my brother, Zeke, was here a couple of months ago helping me to remodel the place.”

“You did a great job.” She looked around. “Zeke? Let me guess. Another Biblical name. For Ezekiel?”

“Right.” He stood there unwilling to say more, but it would be so easy to talk to her, tell her everything. She was dangerous.

“How about that T-shirt?”

“Right.” He hurried off to his room. Pulling open a drawer of his dresser, he sorted through the shirts trying to find one for her. Skipping all the shirts with beer logos on the front, he settled on his college football jersey and hurried back to her room.

“Try this.” He held it out to her. Fiona took the folded shirt from him. She opened it and held it against her body. It fell almost to her knees.

“This works. Alabama, huh? I didn’t picture you as a Southern boy.” She grinned at him as he stood in the door unable to take his eyes off her.

“But I am. Couldn’t you tell?” He revived the Southern drawl he’d worked hard to get rid of. “I thought my good manners gave me away.”

“Don’t you dare call me ma’am again.” She wagged her finger at him and he laughed.

“I wouldn’t dream of it. You’d probably kick my butt.”

“Don’t doubt it, Nic.” Fiona smirked and tossed her head. She cleared her throat, folded her arms, and waited. “This is your cue to politely leave, like a good

Southern gentleman,” she stage-whispered.

“Yes, ma’am.” His gaze held hers. Then it dropped to her lips. He wanted to press his mouth against hers. If she took just a step toward him, he’d sweep her up in his arms.

“Get out of here!” Fiona jerked her head and put her hands on her hips.

Nic held up his hands as if to ward her off. Backing out of the room, he fought the image of taking the fiery little brunette in his arms and making love to her while she wore his Crimson Tide jersey. His mind spun at the thought of his college fantasy coming true. Instead, he retreated down the hall to a safer distance.


Fiona looked up, but Nic had left. She frowned. Good going, Fiona, you’ve pushed yet another man away.

She sighed.

Well, what the hell did he expect her to do? Fall weeping into his arms? Throw herself at his feet? Twist her ankle or faint? She groaned as she walked to the door and closed it.

Get over it, Nic. I don’t need a man to rescue me. 

She looked around the room. It seemed empty without his presence. Odd, being alone before had never really bothered her.

She had to stop doing this. Beth was right. At some point, she would have to give someone a chance.

Sure, when pigs fly.

Is this how she wanted to spend the rest of her life? Chasing men out of her bedroom and her life? She knew he’d been waiting for a sign from her. One look, a smile, and he would have taken her in his arms.

Fiona thought about the options. Casually giving her body to some smooth talking, sword-swinging Southern boy definitely was not going to happen. She’d protected her virginity her whole life and had no plans on stopping. Letting go was something she’d never been good at, and that included giving her heart away. She’d made a vow, and from the last report she’d heard, hell still hadn’t frozen over.


Theordora Lane / Lynn Lorenz


Twitter: @lynnlorenz


Her books are available at Amazon and publisher’s sites.

15 responses to “Character Profiles: Heart of a Warrior by Theodora Lane

  1. Thanks for having me on your blog Allie!! I really appreciate it.

  2. I am SO getting this book!

  3. I love this book. It’s one of my favorites of yours, but you know that 🙂

  4. Jianne, you’re so sweet. Love you!

  5. Just the cover alone grabs you the way that red text pops. I love the idea of a kick-ass virgin with no need for rescuing. Way to play with an old stereotype and show woman power at its purest.

  6. Sounds like thing will warm up. I will pick this one up.

  7. Theodora, this sounds so hot, and I can’t wait to check it out!!

  8. Great chemistry between them.

  9. Thanks Allie! I love those strong women! Most of my female heroines are strong and can stand side by side with their men!

  10. Thanks Cara! I put a lot of fun into this story as well as romance!

  11. Can’t wait to read this one!

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