Wednesday, 31 October 2012

Happy Halloween, Release day, Blog Hop winners and NaNoWriMo

Happy Halloween folks.

This is a bit of a jam packed post, so bear with me.

First off, thank you all, who commented on my Howloween post. I have my winners, chosen with the help of

Congratulations to SJ Thomas and Samantha Veerasamy, who have both won a copy from my back list.

And a little drum roll, please. It's release day! I have just the thing for you for some spooky reading tonight.

Freaky flashes are 13 Sexy Halloween Quickies, guaranteed to raise a flutter or two. Mine may or may not involve a creature of the night.

Available now from Breathless Press.

Of course Halloween means it's the end of October and NaNoWriMo will start tomorrow.


My Nano project this year will be book three of the Giovanni Clan. Between you and me this has proven to a bit of a personal nemesis. You see, Book one, Too Hot To Handle was written during NaNo 2010, and I launched straight into Book two, Too Cold To Love, and then this one, Too Devious To Tame. However, 20 K into this story I ground to a halt. Irrevocably and with a big jarring screech.

I got on with other projects, including the eventual overhaul and polish of the first two books, who have since found a home with Evernight Publishing, and I know lots of you love the Giovanni. Which is wonderful, but, of course, it meant I had to address this stubbornly elusive book three. I have tried several times to pick up the thread. I even started a complete re-write, and yes, you guessed it, I ground to a halt.

Why is that, you may ask? Well, in large part it's due to the way I write. I'm a complete and utter panster, so unless my characters are talking, nothing gets written, and I have had a fair few heroes since then growling at me much more strongly than one broody Italian Vineyard owner. And also, I pretty much know the story, and that may well be my problem. Nothing puts my muse off faster than a plotted story.

I know, I know, it *should* make it easier, but alas, not to my contrary little muse. She can be a right stubborn little moo when it comes to it. So I am giving myself permission to forget all my preconceived notions about where this story ought to be heading, and I will just close my eyes and listen to Giorgio. Because he has been whispering in my ear lately, quietly at first, but he's getting louder. Jemima too is making her opinions known, so come tomorrow I will open up a brand new word doc and just allow the words to flow.

Even if it turns out to be complete nonsense... Can't write a novel when there are no words, but I can rescue one out of what will no doubt be an interesting first draft.

So, wish me luck, folks. I am going to need it!

Tuesday, 30 October 2012

Guest Interview and GIVEAWAY with Krystal Shannan

I am delighted to welcome Krystal Shannan to my blog today as she stops by on her tour with her book Open House.

Intrinsically woven into the fabric of human existence, Aphrodite, Titan Goddess of Love and Passion, dedicates herself to matching soul mates. 

Rebecca Carol and Robert Corvin missed their original chance to bond when Ares, God of War, took control of Robert's career ten years ago. Their souls have naturally pulled them back together for a second chance at love, but... How far will the gods go to get their own way? 

Will divine influence create another perfect match or will it tear them apart forever?


Tell us a little about yourself, Krystal :-)

Hi, I’m Krystal Shannan. I am a wife and mother first. My husband is so great and very supportive of my choice to stop ignoring the voices in my head. I’m sure if you asked him, he’d tell you the ‘talking in my sleep’ has lessoned since I started writing. *Giggle* I had no idea until he told me, how invasive those characters were. 

Next, I’m an elementary music teacher. I sing and dance all day with your children. *I know! Shocker right* Somebody has to get paid for that job, why not me? 

Then I’m an author and blogger. My first book OPEN HOUSE releases October 19th. I’m super excited.

I have a very full and blessed life. Any spare moments I can find I read… a lot, mostly romance, but every once in a while something else will sneak in… like a YA book that looked particularly fascinating. I love superhero movies –Thor and Ironman being my favorites. Yummmmmm. Sorry, had a moment there. Don’t tell my hubby.

What made you write ‘this’ story?

Well, I’ve had this fascination with ancient Greece and Rome since high school and I’m not surprised that Aphrodite turned into one of my muses. Yes, I’m calling her a muse. She comes and visits, chats, and tells me a story. Then I go and plot another book. What’s truly interesting about Aphrodite to me is that nearly every polytheistic civilization recognizes her as the goddess of love or at least has a version of her. My ‘ah ha’ moment was my discovery of a higher class and lower class Aphrodite. There is one version of mythology that puts her as the daughter of Titans instead of part of the Greek Pantheon. So my muse is a Titan. Isn’t that cool?

Tell us about your cover. 

Ah, the cover is inspired by the ‘Flower of Aphrodite’. The amulet on the front is her necklace.

Describe a typical day’s writing for us

Typical day – Wake up, grab breakfast, dress the toddler, whisk her away to daycare, drive to school, teach, pick up the toddler from daycare, run errands, feed toddler and husband and perhaps myself, collapse into my recliner, check 200+ emails, set timer and write for an hour or two, read a few minutes, and pass out in my uber-comfy sleep number bed.

What inspires you?

History, mythology … People … I was over at my in-laws a few weeks ago playing Mexican train dominos. Let me just say, I had no idea Mexican Train dominos could make six grown adults fall to the floor laughing, minds in the gutter, for nearly two hours. It was fabulous. I have such a funny scene from that memory to put in one of my books now. You never know when the muse will strike.
If you weren’t a writer what would you be?
LOL … a teacher. Oh wait, I am!

Do your characters ever surprise you?

Yes! I have this one character in another WIP that was supposed to just be a cook in the hotel where the hero and heroine were staying. He wasn’t even really supposed to be a character. I think I forgot to tell him that … Lo and behold, he turns into a pivotal character that will be present throughout the entire series. I love him too! I can’t imagine the series without him now.

What could you not do without when you’re writing?

Ummmm... I don’t really have a particular need when I’m writing. I’ve been known to start jotting stuff down on sticky notes. I prefer my laptop, but a journal or piece of scrap paper will suffice.

What words of wisdom do you have for the aspiring authors out there?

I’m probably not the best person to ask, since I’m just starting, but I will say that building relationships with other writers has been the most important and helpful tool for me so far. Talking and chatting and picking the brain of someone who has been where you are going is invaluable.

Where do you see yourself in ten year’s time?

Ten years! I see myself with a teenage daughter. Yikes! I also see myself as a multi-published author, making enough income to completely replace my teaching salary.

Do you have a favorite quote?

I have many. I actually have a GoodReads widget that rotates my favorite quotes on my blog. One of them is “… the devil on my right shoulder must have brutally strangled the angel on my left…” –Gena Showalter. It makes me laugh every time I see it. Most of the quotes do.

Do you ever suffer from writer’s block?

Occasionally, but usually it’s because my characters have wandered off on a tangent and I need to slap them around to get them back with the program. A good brainstorm session with my CP April London does wonders for those moments too.

What other books can your readers look forward to?

There are two more Pool of Souls books storyboarded already. I have several holiday romps coming out for Christmas 2012 and a full-length paranormal romance novel series, involving witches, wizards, weres, and dragons, storyboarded as well.

And finally can you share an excerpt with us?

Rebecca opened the bag of takeout and handed Robert his box of lo mein while she went looking for her edamame and salt. She grabbed a mini eggroll and popped it into her mouth. The fried crispy pork and veggie flavors were heaven in her mouth. She moaned in satisfaction. The beans were at the bottom of the sack. She pulled out the box and popped open the little container of salt.
“Good?” Robert asked before shoveling a bite of noodles into his mouth.
“Delicious. Want one?” Rebecca held out another mini egg roll. Robert shook his head. She shrugged and popped it into her mouth as well. He chuckled.
“What if I changed my mind?”          
“It’s too late now, genius; I swallowed it.” Rebecca laughed and broke open an edamame bean. She licked the salt off the pod and sucked the three little soybeans into her mouth. When she glanced up from her food, she couldn’t help but smirk. Robert had frozen in place, chopsticks midway to his mouth, and was just watching her eat. His brown eyes had darkened, and he was looking at her as though she were dinner instead of the lo mein.
“Are you okay?” she asked cautiously, the corners of her mouth still turned up in a smirk.
“I don’t think you’re going to be finishing that food right now.”
“Really?” Rebecca set her paper box of edamame on the floor. “Why not?”
Robert carefully placed his box to the side. He pushed her food out of the way and grabbed the edge of the cushion she was sitting on. The pillow slid easily on the hardwood floor.
“I need to kiss you.” 



Krystal Shannan is a born, raised, and current TEXAN. She is married to a wonderful man who supports her dream of writing and allows her to spend many evening and weekend hours glued to her laptop. During the day she moonlights as an elementary music teacher. In addition to a doting husband, a young daughter is also part of the picture and keeps her hopping! An ornery little Welsh Corgi completes the household. 
Krystal has been writing stories since she could hold a pencil. She has always dreamed of writing romance and sharing the “movies in her head” with the world. If she’s not writing, she’s reading –historical, paranormal, action, adventure –anything she can get her hands on that ends with a Happily Ever After!

Thank you so much for having me here today! Be sure to enter the rafflecopter and leave a comment to win a $25 Amazon gift card to be awarded to one commenter at the end of the tour. 
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Friday, 26 October 2012

Howloween Blog Hop!

Welcome to my little corner of the Howloween Blog Hop!

You know, growing up we never celebrated Halloween. I grew up in Germany where Halloween was just this strange custom the folks across the big pond used to go loopy over. Fascinating to see in movies and such like, but that's as far as it went.

Even once I came over to the UK, Halloween mostly passed me by. It wasn't and still isn't as big as it is in the US. At least not where we live. That is until we had children and they started going to school. No getting away from Halloween now. As I type this two of my  girls are eagerly planning their costumes for the Halloween party they've been invited to.

On the whole, as a family, we still do not celebrate it, but the kid's excitement is infectious.

However, one thing I love about Halloween is the spurge of Halloween related stories at this time of year. I do love a spooky story and if you throw in a vamp or shifter, then I am a very happy bunny.

In fact I have three Halloween related books out this month. Greedy I know, lol, but my muse does love things that go bump in the  night!

When the blood moon coincides with Halloween, the forces of darkness unite to wreak their evil spells. Will this All Hallows Eve bring joy or sorrow? Curses abound and destiny calls, as a vampire watches over his human. Devils atone to the moon, and shifters hunt their mate on land protected by a powerful white witch. An angel takes human shape to protect the gypsy girl he loves, and a black widow hunts her prey in human form.
In these five chilling and sexy tales, is love enough to break the cycle? Or is all lost under the orange glow of the menacing sphere in the sky?

Blood, sex, and love. You shouldn't always run away from things that go bump in the night...
Evernight presents thirteen erotic vampire tales to sink your teeth into. Follow the moon's glow through the shadows and let these delicious immortal alphas show you just how satisfying eternal life can be.

Click on each cover for more information and some hawt(!) ecxerpts.

Guaranteed to keep you warm this All Hallows Eve.


Now for my giveaway. I am giving away two copies off my back list. Please click HERE or on the book tab above and tell me in the comments which one you'd like to cozy up with over Halloween.

You're bound to find something that tickles your fancy :-)

And when you've done that, then click HERE to visit all the other blogs on this spooky hop.

Good luck and Happy Halloween!

Wednesday, 24 October 2012

Book Spot Light - Wolf At The Door by Rebecca Brochu

If you like your shifters I have a treat for you today. Well, just look at that cover! 



Darin Brightmore is a nurse who runs to escape the stress of his job.  He’s unprepared when a routine trip down a local hiking trail lands him in the arms of a sexy stranger.  Darin is instantly drawn to the charming Raylan and is disappointed when their encounter is cut short.  Shortly after the encounter his life takes a turn for the strange.

Raylan Loup is a werewolf who is beyond pleasantly surprised when he stumbles across the enticing Darin one late afternoon.  Determined to claim the quirky nurse as his own Raylan sets out to win Darin over.  Unfortunately the appearance of a Huntsman dead set on putting Raylan down turns what should have been a routine courtship into a battleground.

Can Darin accept all of the danger that comes with being Raylan’s mate or will he wish he never let the wolf at the door into his heart? 


Raylan presses their joined hands to Darin’s stomach, and his other arm comes up to wrap around his chest so that his hand is hooked around the curve of Darin’s opposite shoulder.  They fit together like puzzle pieces, and Darin isn’t ashamed of the way his stomach clenches and his cock goes hard and long in his loose fitting pants.  Not when he can feel every inch of Raylan against him and he knows that the werewolf is just as affected.  Raylan dips his head and nudges Darin’s to the side so that he can run his nose along the length of his throat.
“You have no idea what it did to me to have you ask for something.  What it did to the wolf to have you participate, even unknowingly, in the gifting.  It took all the control I had left not to come for you then.  Not to push my way into your life and take and take until there was no part of you I hadn’t touched, no part I hadn’t tasted.  No part of you that wasn’t completely mixed with a part of me.”  Raylan’s teeth close over the tender flesh of Darin’s neck, and he whimpers, hips bucking up and fingers tightening around Raylan’s hand.
  Raylan doesn’t stop. He just tightens his hold on Darin’s shoulder, squeezes his hand in return, and grinds the long arch of his cock against Darin’s ass.  When he finally pulls away, Darin is breathless and knows that he’s going to have one hell of a mark.  It makes something inside of him sit up and whine, makes him want to beg Raylan to do it over and over again, to mark him from head to toe.
“It got worse when I had to leave, when the Huntsman was so hard on my trail I had to disappear for a while to try to make it seem like I’d moved on.  I was two states away and the wolf would take over, would drag me almost halfway here before I could take control back enough to turn around.”  Raylan whispers the words into Darin’s ear.
“I-I don’t understand.  Why would the wolf drag you back here when there’s danger?”  Darin does his best to keep his voice even, but he knows he’s failing, can feel the tremors that are wracking his body and the way his heart’s beating fast enough to burst.
“Because it wants you, too, just as bad as I do, and it didn’t like being away from you, being unable to protect you.  And then last night when you helped me, when you treated the wound, put me in your bed and then slipped in beside me like a true mate would, I couldn’t help but move things forward to the next step.”
Darin remembers the hot press and glide of bodies and hands, the thick heat of Raylan pressed against him and the tight ring of his fingers as he wrung Darin’s orgasm out of him.  He has a fairly good idea of what the third step is.  He can vaguely remember Raylan rubbing his back, the warm dampness of his hand and the way his skin had been sticky and itchy this morning.  His dawning awareness must show somehow because Raylan’s laughing again, a dark husky chuckle that sends puffs of warm air across the mark on Darin’s neck.
“Hmm, I enjoyed it, too, enjoyed rubbing my scent onto you and yours onto me, enjoyed the thought of you lying there asleep, so trusting and smelling of our sex.  It’s a sign that you’re mine, that you belong to me and that I’m going to mate you.  If another wolf got anywhere near you they’d know right away that you were taken.  It’s still a struggle not to bend you over this counter and take you, to hold back and not fuck you right here in this kitchen until you can’t move, can’t think, without feeling me inside of you.  The scenting helps, even though the fact that it’s faded a bit because of your shower is slowly driving me crazy.  I want to be so deep inside your skin that you’ll never wash me off.”
Raylan untangles their fingers, and his now free hand skims its way beneath Darin’s too large shirt, and he hooks a thumb in the waistband of his pants.  His fingers caress the arch of Darin’s cock, finding the little wet spot on the fabric that’s proof of just how affected Darin is and worrying it with a nail.
“As a matter of fact, I think I’ll fix that problem right now.”

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Tuesday, 23 October 2012

Alpha Male Blog Hop and Just Vamps Blog Hop Winners

Hello everyone. I had to drag myself out of bed this morning, literally drag myself. Because it's cold, and damp, and foggy, and downright miserable here in the UK today.

However, one school run later, which made me wonder why on earth I bothered to straighten my hair this morning - frizzRus again(!) - and with several coffees in me, the world looks brighter.

Picking winners always cheers me up! A big thank you to all of you who took the time to visit my blog and leave a comment. It was truly lovely to meet you all.

*big grin*

I know what you're thinking... Stop rambling woman, and announce the winners already.

So, chosen with the help of

The winner of a copy of Just Vamps is: Tessa

The winners from The Alpha Blog Hop are:  Jy122075 and J. Lenni Dorner
They both win an e-book of their choice from my backlist.

Thanks again for making these hops such fun and do pop back for the Howloween Blog Hop, which starts October 26th.

Have a great day, folks!

Friday, 19 October 2012

The Alpha Male Blog Hop

What is your favorite thing about Alpha Heroes? Well, we authors are ready to share our favorite Alpha Males, our favorite things about them, and everything sexy and heated about those Alpha Males you can think of. *wink* Starting today and ending on Oct 22nd, over 200 Authors and Bloggers will share their favorite things about those sexy men we know and love.

And while we do that, we are EACH doing a giveaway. Yep. There will be over 200 giveaways on each blog hosted by that Author or Blogger.

But that's not all....

We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times!

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $130 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: The following Swag Pack!

(Please note that the Swag Bag is not included in the International Giveaway, due to postage, so this is US only - sorry)

The rest of the Giveaway is of course international.


So, Alpha heroes, love them or loathe them, they are here to stay. Personally I love myself a strong Alpha hero but they have to have the three T's as I call them.

Tall, Tortured, and Terrific in bed.


They have to be tall, because my heroines tend to be tall. I myself am five foot eight, so my significant other has to be at least six foot. Luckily hubby is just over six foot, so it just about works when I wear heels ;-)

My heroes tend to be six foot plus, drool worthy specimens of the male species, and of course they have to be tortured. No one does tortured as well as a paranormal hero. The whole struggle of their human side versus their other half, be that vamp or shifter, I love to write and read about that, and their love for that one female, who gets under their skin, and sees past the arrogance, and the swagger to the vulnerable man looking for love.

My heroes will do anything for the woman they love, even watch over her for centuries.

In my latest release, Destined Lovers, part of The Eclipse Of The Blood Moon Anthology, my hero Drake does just that.

This year - the year of the blood moon - is his last chance to save Suzanna. Will he succeed? Well, you'll have to read the book.

When the blood moon coincides with Halloween, the forces of darkness unite to wreak their evil spells. Will this All Hallows Eve bring joy or sorrow? Curses abound and destiny calls, as a vampire watches over his human. Devils atone to the moon, and shifters hunt their mate on land protected by a powerful white witch. An angel takes human shape to protect the gypsy girl he loves, and a black widow hunts her prey in human form.
In these five chilling and sexy tales, is love enough to break the cycle? Or is all lost under the orange glow of the menacing sphere in the sky?


As for the last T - terrific in bed....

Read the excerpt and judge for yourself!

"You're not running away screaming."
He raised their linked hands over his heart, and she leant into the palm cupping her face.
"I wouldn't get very far if I tried, now, would I? Not with whatever is out there." She held her breath at the fury contorting his features as his fangs ran out just a little, and her pussy contracted in response. This was insane. She didn't react like this to men, ever, only in her dreams. Come morning she could never remember the pleasure inducing shadowy figure; only the nightmares remained—nightmares that now invaded her waking hours and had her facing a real life vampire.
"Besides, if you wanted to eat me, I dare say you would have done so by now."
The hold on her hand grew painful, and the deep growl pitched her arousal higher still. Damn that was sexy.
"You have no idea how much I do want to eat you."
The growled words should have sent her screaming, but they seemed to have the opposite effect on her wayward body. She gave in to instinct and standing on tiptoes ran her free hand through his slightly too long hair and tugged his head down. He went as still as a statue when she touched her lips to his and whispered, "Then eat me."
He let go of her fingers and cupped her face with both of his large hands. The intensity of his gaze held her spellbound, until she forgot all about where they were, what he was, and what was waiting for them outside the shuttered house. All that mattered was the insistent throbbing between her legs, the blood rushing in her ears, and the need to be claimed by this man. It's as though she'd waited all her life for this moment in time, the connection she felt to him so strong it took her breath away. The room swayed, and she would have fallen had he not chosen that moment to pick her up and set her on the kitchen table, sending the parcel and her cup of chocolate flying. Splatters of the dark liquid shot up the kitchen wall, but neither took any notice.
Drake ran his index finger over the rapidly beating pulse point in her neck, and his fangs ran out further. Her insides clenched in excitement, as he ran that digit lower, over her collarbone, until it skimmed the top of her breasts visible in the V of her pajama top. Her breasts grew heavy, and her nipples turned into little hard bullets straining against the fabric. She instinctively rocked her hips to grinds her aching pussy into the hard table top, but his hand on her thigh stopped her.
"Don't. When you splinter it will be under my hands and tongue, so I can eat your cum, and then bury my cock so deep inside you, you'll never want me to leave."
His voice held an edge of steel, and he pulled her legs apart and placed his hand on her moist core. His smile turned wicked at her instant moan, as a fresh wave of her juices turned the crotch of her flannel nightwear as damp as her panties. He inhaled sharply and stroked her through the fabric with slow, measured movements that had her squirming anew. His other hand expertly unbuttoned her top until her breasts fell free, and she gasped when he blew across the tight nipples.
"Drake, please." She didn't know what she was begging for exactly, too caught up in her body's reaction to the sensations overtaking her. Drake claimed her mouth in answer, his tongue exploring her mouth with a breathtaking tenderness that brought tears of joy to her eyes. The slight sting from his fangs added another dimension to the experience. His hand massaged one breast and then the other, before he broke the kiss, whilst his other hand kept up the maddening strokes to her pussy. She ground her clit into his hand, desperate for him to increase the pressure and to free her of the clothes she was wearing. She moaned her frustration when he released her instead. Drake used both hands to push her breasts together. She clung to his shoulders and locked her ankles behind his butt. He smiled against her skin and scraped his fangs along the sensitive skin of her neck and down towards the valley between her breasts. His tongue delved between, and his thumbs brought the already hard nubs of her nipples into aching peaks of sensation. By the time he sucked one of the sensitive bullet points into his mouth, she was once again shamelessly thrusting her hips into his groin, the resulting friction against her clit having her pant her arousal.
"Please, Drake, I need to … oh God … yes, yes."
She fell apart when he bit down, and his fangs sank into her breast. The most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced coursed through her veins, every strong suck against her nipple, shooting straight to her empty pussy. Drake's deep growl as he thrust his still covered cock against her vibrated through her, and she shuddered against him. He released her nipple with a pop and wiped the trickle of blood off his chin with another growl at whatever he saw her in her expression.
She shrieked in surprise when he whipped her pajama bottoms and panties off with lightning speed so that her bare pussy hit the cool surface of the table. He licked the trickle of blood trailing down her quivering lower tummy, and her eyes fell shut at the first contact of his tongue on her tender nether lips.
"You're so wet for me, and you taste fucking spectacular, Suz. Come for me again."



Now for my Giveaway.

I am giving away two copies of my back list. Click HERE or on the books tab above to check them out. You're bound to find an alpha male who takes your fancy.

Just leave me a comment with your e-mail address, and let me know which one of my heroes you'd like to take home with you. Every comment will also enter you into the big price draw for those fantastic Grand Prices.

And then, go and visit the other fabulous authors and meet their heroes.

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Just Vamps - Release day and Blog Hop

Blood, sex, and love. You shouldn't always run away from things that go bump in the night...

Evernight presents thirteen erotic vampire tales to sink your teeth into. Follow the moon's glow through the shadows and let these delicious immortal alphas show you just how satisfying eternal life can be.


Excuse me whilst I jump up and down and squuee for a while. Today is Release Day for this anthology, and to celebrate that fact my fabulous fellow authors and I are holding a Blog Hop. We are each offering a chance to win a copy of Just Vamps, so do hop along and visit all the participating blogs. The hop runs from October 17th to 21st, so you have lots of time to hop along and visit them all.

Enjoy the excerpts, and indulge in those sexy Vamps!

My story is called Living The Dream.

Everyone knows that happy ever afters only happen in fairy tales. Real life is cruel and painful. Bianca may wish for the two hunks in the shadows to notice her, but that doesn't mean it's going to happen—until Halloween that is.

When Sister Maria insists that Bernhard and Archie escort Bianca home, the events that follow can only have been a dream. The hottest sex she's ever had cannot account for the changes Bianca sees in the mirror. Vampires aren’t real, right?


I had great fun writing this story, and I leave you with a little scorching hot excerpt:

As she floated in post-orgasmic bliss, it was too much effort to coordinate her limbs. She muttered her thanks at the cool washcloths on her fevered skin. Her eyes fluttered open to connect with Bernhard’s intense blue gaze, as he washed her neck with infinite care.
“Are you all right, Bianca?”
She managed a shaky nod, before the cool swipe of another cloth against her swollen nether lips made her gasp. Oh that felt so good. She struggled to raise her head to see, and Bernhard slid behind her, to help sit her up a tad. Her eyes widened when she realized he was naked and very much pleased to see her. His huge cock sprang up to his taut abdomen, the tip glistening with his pre-cum. His musky scent filled her senses and she licked her lips in anticipation of his taste.
He hooked one finger under her chin to make her look up and amusement replaced the earlier concern in his eyes. He smiled and Bianca blinked. Her eyes widened and her breaths grew shallow. She was seeing things or this strange dream of hers—and it just had to be a dream—just got a whole lot weirder. As if to confirm the surrealist situation she dreamed up, a nip to her abdomen brought her attention to Archie’s dark-haired head. Her body responded with a renewed burst of moisture between her pussy lips, as he slowly licked his way up her body. By the time he reached her breasts her nipples jutted into the air begging for her lovers’ touch. Both men moved in unison, their smiles identical, their fangs glistening in the dim light coming in from the other room, and Bianca forgot to breathe. Her mind had conjured up her ultimate fantasy. Not only were the two men she had been secretly crushing on for ages in her bed, but her mind had also made them into vampires. She watched them latch onto a breast each as though it was their God given right, mesmerized by the sight of their fangs digging into her soft flesh. All conscious thought flew out of her brain when they started to suck, the deep rhythmic motion sending shards of desire to her clit as though an invisible cord linked them all together. They took her to the brink of orgasm before they withdrew.
Bianca moaned her denial and Archie kissed her, his fangs scraping her lips. The slightly coppery taste of her own blood should have turned Bianca’s stomach. She didn’t do blood in real life, but in this crazy dream it seemed to have the opposite effect. Mixed in with the unique scent of Archie and faint traces of her own juices her stomach clenched in anticipation and Archie groaned when she kissed him back.
She ran her hands through his silky hair and rubbed her breasts against his rock hard abs. His hands slid to her hips and she gasped when he lifted her effortlessly and ran the velvet tip of his cock along her slit. Her pussy clenched, desperate to draw him inside her body, but he merely smiled and shook his head. She was so focused on Archie and the delicious sensations he sparked in her cunt, that the fingers slipping inside her from behind were a surprise. Bernhard kissed her shoulder whilst his fingers fucked her slowly. He circled her anus and sunk one finger slick with her juices inside her. Her muscles tensed around him, and Archie stepped up the friction against her clit and claimed her mouth in another earth-shattering kiss. Dimly aware of Bernhard’s deep rumble against her back, as he murmured encouraging words into her shoulder blades, she barely felt him slip in another finger. He thrust those long digits in and out of both her holes and Bianca relaxed into the strange sensation. Her hips moved of their own accord and she giggled when Archie twisted so that he was the one lying on his back. Bernhard’s fingers slipped out of her and she moaned her denial at their loss. She stuck her ass out at him and both men chuckled.
“I’d say she’s ready for us, brother.” Archie’s face grew serious and he cupped her face in his large, slightly calloused hands. Bianca’s heart stuttered to a stop at the emotion she read in his deep brown eyes, the pupils so dilated with desire his eyes looked almost black. She ran her hands over his chest and abdomen down towards his cock. It twitched upwards, and feeling emboldened by his body’s reaction she cupped his hard shaft and ran her thumb over his weeping slit. The spicy scent of his pre-cum filled her nostrils and she used the natural lubrication to run her hand up and down the wide girth of his cock.
He grew bigger in her hand and she smiled at his impassioned, “Fuck, you keep doing that, little one, and I won’t last five minutes. I want to spill inside that tight cunt of yours, whilst Bernhard takes your ass, and you ride both of us until you fall apart.”
The growled words shot straight to her pussy and she whimpered her need. Bernhard’s harsh breath in her ear as he cupped the globes of her ass pushed her arousal up another notch and she pushed back against him.
“Have you ever taken two men at once, baby?”

Have I got you all hot and bothered yet?


If you need more convincing you can read another excerpt HERE

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Monday, 15 October 2012

How to catch your fox - Guest blog and GIVEAWAY with Raven McAllan

It gives me great pleasure to welcome the formidable Raven back on my blog today. I love this story and I'm sure you will too.  I mean, shifters and regency Ménage? What's not to like, folks?

Raven is giving away a copy of To Catch A Fox, so leave her a comment.

Take it away, Raven


"You can write it"
Me (whining) "No, I can't"
Doris, (very firmly) "Oh yes you can, now just do it."
I did it

It's no wonder my name for her is Doris the Dom, she can't half be bossy when she wants to be. But I am more thank grateful that she pushes me out of my comfort zone, and makes me think. And write. ( I'll even forgive her the red type all over the M/S as she makes me extend myself and write deeper, and therefore better. (And I can always get my own back.) A writing buddy is the best thing ever.

When Breathless Press said October was shifter month, and they were looking for submissions, my first thought was "Oh I can't write shifters," and my second, "and I mainly write regency."
Doris shot the first down in flames and my publisher the second. Paranormal regency would be perfect, I was told.
So after a lot of procrastination, I decided to have a go, and To Catch A Fox was written. Once I started I couldn't stop, and the story unfolded. Not as I thought it would, but that's normal for me. I have a start and a finish, but very rarely to I get from one to the other as I thought I would in the beginning. This was no exception. As their story unfolded I was hooked. I hope you are as well. I can't help but worry, that I love my characters and their story and you the readers are going yawn!

Here's the blurb

(The book is heat rating three)

Eleanor may be a lady, but even she knows that there's more than one way to catch a fox...

When Eleanor was told the foxes had returned to Wilderwood, she wondered and hoped it wasn't just any old foxes. She'd spoken to no one of her week of passion with Alexander and Stanford Foxxe. The Foxxe brothers had warned her about their other lives, but Eleanor had been skeptical until that magical night where they had showed her their true selves. They shifted from human to animal; howled at the moon, and mated with her. Now six years later, the foxes were back. Had they come for her? If they had, would her changed circumstances alter all their plans? How would they cope with what she had become?

And an excerpt…

Eleanor closed her eyes, rubbed them, blinked, and took a cautious look. If she wasn't peeking at an illusion and that was her erstwhile lovers in front of her, how were they giving an answer to all her thoughts? What was worse, what were they doing, fucking without her?

"Not everything," she said. Perhaps if it is just in my mind, then I can answer myself in an honest fashion. "You seem to have started without me." She glanced with pointed deliberation at each cock in turn.

"'Tis easy remedied."

The illusion on her left—she knew it to be Alexander—moved toward her. His prick was released from its caress to stand proud and hard, and begged for attention. Its head was engorged and shiny. The length demanded to be touched. Eleanor licked her lips and moved towards it, before she was pushed with gentle determination backwards until she once again was stretched out on the bed. Her chemise was ripped from hem to neck in one sharp movement, the sides drawn apart to reveal her perspiration-covered body. "Our hands are for you alone; our cocks and mouths also," he continued. "Your pleasure is of the foremost concern, ours but to follow once you are sated."

His words soothed her like a warm embrace. Her essence coated her curls afresh, although the phrase 'first concern', gave her pause to smile and raise one eyebrow.

Her heart thumped. She fancied it echoed the noise of the timepiece on the mantle. She gasped as he spread her legs wide. His calloused hands were gentle on her soft skin. "Later you may touch, now 'tis our turn to do the work. Take hold of the rail."


Is she in for a surprise? In fact, I think they all were.

To Catch A Fox, is available from

catch me here…

Sunday, 14 October 2012

Another hot six from Just Vamps #SixSunday

Today's six are a continuation from last week. Enjoy!

“N … no.” Her voice failed her, because he chose that moment to rub his erection along her slit. His fingers dug into her ass and he scraped his fangs along her neck. A shudder went through her body when he touched the earlier pinprick marks of his possession, and she released her hold on Archie’s shaft and reached behind her to tug Bernhard closer to her. Archie fondled her breasts and sat up between her legs. The move brought his glistening dick so close to her mound Bianca panted her excitement.

Is it me or is it getting hot in here? ;-)

Just Vamps releases October 17th!

Till next week folks. Have a great Sunday and check out the other Sixers here

Saturday, 13 October 2012

Winners of the Evernight Birthday Blog Hop

Happy Saturday, folks!

First let me say a huge thank you to all of you who took the time to comment, follow, and check out my books. I appreciate each and every one of you and wish you all good luck in winning some of the grand prices :-)

I have chosen the three winners on my blog with the help of

So without further ado

Tina B



You each win an e-book of your choice :-)

Monday, 8 October 2012

Evernight Publishing Birthday Blog Hop

Welcome to the Evernight Publishing birthday blog hop!

Evernight Publishing opened its doors two years ago. In those two years we’ve signed over one hundred and sixty authors and published over three hundred books. From paranormal to contemporary, we’ve had more best sellers than we can count and made thousands of people smile, sigh and gasp. So, as a thank you to all our readers and everyone who has supported us, we’re holding this blog hop and we have a whole lot of prizes to offer you.

Here's how it works... the more blogs you hop to (shown below) the more chance you have of winning prizes. Each author on the hop is offering a prize and Evernight is offering the following grand prizes, a Kindle, a $100 Amazon gift certificate, two Evernight swag bags (which includes a tote, a tee, vouchers, a mug and other coolness) and a personalized Facebook banner. To be in with a chance of winning the author prize simply follow the blog you're visiting and leave a comment which includes your email address. Each entry on each blog is then counted towards the grand prize draw. The more entries you have, the better your chance of winning a grand prize! You also get extra points for liking the Evernight Facebook page!/evernightpublishing. Just make sure you let us know in the comments that you've done so.

Good luck and happy hopping!


Hello everyone, I'm Doris and welcome to my blog. I am very excited to be part of this blog hop, because I had just joined the Evernight family, when last year's hop was going on, so didn't manage to take part. I was a brand new and rather clueless author, when Evernight gave me a chance, publishing my Debut Novel Lure Of The Blood back in November 2011. I'm sure I floated on cloud nine for weeks.

I am still floating to be honest, because ours has been a very successful partnership. I signed my 14th contract with Evernight only last week. Not bad for a year.

*big grin*

I have two releases with Evernight this month, and both involve Halloween and some rather delicious vampires.

My story in Just Vamps is called Living The Dream.

Everyone knows that happy ever afters only happen in fairy tales. Real life is cruel and painful. Bianca may wish for the two hunks in the shadows to notice her, but that doesn't mean it's going to happen—until Halloween that is.

When Sister Maria insists that Bernhard and Archie escort Bianca home, the events that follow can only have been a dream. The hottest sex she's ever had cannot account for the changes Bianca sees in the mirror. Vampires aren’t real, right?

Just Vamps releases October 17th

My Story in The Eclipse Of The Blood Moon is called Destined Lovers

When the blood moon coincides with Halloween, the forces of darkness unite to wreak their evil spells. Will this All Hallows Eve bring joy or sorrow?
Curses abound and destiny calls, as vampire meets human, devils atone to the moon, an angel takes human form to protect the gypsy girl he loves, shifters hunt their mate on land protected by a powerful white witch, and a black widow hunts her prey in human form.
Is love enough to break the cycle? Or is all lost under the orange glow of the menacing sphere in the sky?

This releases October 19th


For the hop I am giving away three copies of my back list. Please click HERE to check them out or click on the My Books Tab on the top of the page.

Just let me know in the comments which one you would like and why, and I will pick three winners at random once the hop is over.

In addition check out the ARe 50% sale of all Evernight books

You will find my page here.

There is also a 99 cents Amazon Sale going on. Check out the details HERE

Thanks for stopping by, GOOD LUCK, and happy hopping.

Sunday, 7 October 2012

Six Sentences from Just Vamps #SixSunday

Today's six come from my vampire ménage story, Living The Dream, part of the Just Vamps Anthology, which will be yours to own as of October 17th.


Blood, sex, and love. You shouldn’t always run away from things that go bump in the night…

Evernight presents thirteen erotic vampire tales to sink your teeth into. Follow the moon’s glow through the shadows and let these delicious immortal alphas show you just how satisfying eternal life can be.

Be warned the following six are hot!


The spicy scent of his pre-cum filled her nostrils and she used the natural lubrication to run her hand up and down the wide girth of his cock.
He grew bigger in her hand and she smiled at his impassioned, “Fuck, you keep doing that, little one, and I won’t last five minutes. I want to spill inside that tight cunt of yours, whilst Bernhard takes your ass, and you ride both of us until you fall apart.”
The growled words shot straight to her pussy and she whimpered her need. Bernhard’s harsh breath in her ear as he cupped the globes of her ass pushed her arousal up another notch and she pushed back against him.
“Have you ever taken two men at once, baby?”


Have a great Sunday, Folks, and don't forget to check out the other Six Sunday Authors here

Saturday, 6 October 2012

Evernight Publishing 99 cents Amazon sale

Evernight Publishing is celebrating its second birthday, and they are holding a fantastic sale of their bestselling books. One in each category is reduced to 99 cents on Amazon.

Riding Her Tiger represents their Multiple Partners Category.

Can one night change your life forever? 

Estelle has been lusting after her kinky boss Nathan for ages, but how you do you snare a much older Dom? You enlist the help of the internet.

Matched to exploration facilitator Ink, Estelle explores her submissive fantasies to the full. When online sex turns to a real life ménage will a case of mistaken identity ruin her chances with Nathan?

Or will the shifter claim his mate?


"Lean back against me, and relax. Nothing is going to happen, yet." Her stomach tightened at the growled words into her neck, and she watched as he grabbed the huge sponge by the side of the bath and proceeded to run it up and down her arms slowly. He washed every inch of her body with great care. Her breasts grew heavy and her breathing shallow, her nipples jutting out into the humid air of the bathroom, and he smiled into her neck. By the time his hands reached her pussy she was so aroused the slightest scrape of the sponge against her labia sent her tumbling into an orgasm.
Ink groaned into her neck, and she froze. Shiiit! He hadn't given her permission to come. 
"Ah, sweetheart, that was fucking hot, but not very wise." Her eyes flew open at Grisha's husky words, and her mouth went dry. "We'll have to think of a suitable punishment, Ink." The Russian was stark naked, his huge swollen cock jutting up out of its nest of thick, black hair, to his tight abdomen, the tip glistening with drops of pre-cum. She hadn't been able to fully appreciate the sheer size of him before, and she licked her lips. He smiled at her and fisted himself with slow, measured strokes. Her cunt clenched, and her insides tightened, recalling his earlier promise. She was never going to be able take him in her ass.
As if Ink had heard her thoughts, his hands spread her ass cheeks, and his fingers probed. She bit her lip at the invasion of two and then three long fingers.
"Indeed we will, Grisha." She squirmed as he thrust his fingers in and out of her tight hole. He pinched her clit with his other hand, and Estelle moaned as the pain zinged along her pussy, to join with the sensations spreading from her ass. She whimpered when he released the tight nub of nerves only to repeat the action, again, and again. Her labia swelled and throbbed, and she writhed in the water, dimly aware of Grisha joining them in the bath. He knelt in front of her, and his hands grabbed her hips, holding her still.
"Stop moving, and take your punishment like a good little sub, sweetheart." He smiled when she went still, and Estelle bit her lip to stop herself from moaning. She watched as he leaned forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth. He bit down hard, and tears sprang into Estelle's eyes.  He soothed the sting with his tongue and then repeated the action to the other nipple. Ink pinched her clit in time to Grisha's bites, his fingers in her ass pushing deeper and deeper, until Estelle couldn't distinguish between the waves of pain swamping her. Pain that morphed into something else entirely. Unable to keep her eyes open, she let her head fall back onto Ink's shoulder. Her body felt lighter, every nerve-ending on fire, sending pulses of heat through her veins, Ink's murmured encouragements in her ear grounding her in the here and now.
Her skin tightened, and her clit throbbed in time with the waves rushing through her. She shuddered when cool air hit her wet flesh, before she encountered smooth leather. Ink pushed her down until her breasts were flattened against the padded bench, and she gasped as her legs and arms were fastened. Before she could panic at being restrained to the spanking bench, Grisha's face was in front of her.
"Focus, sweetheart, on me. Breathe with me, and count the strokes." He looked behind her, and Ink's warm hands massaged her butt cheeks.
"She really has a fantastic ass, Grisha. She'll look hot as sin when it's nice and pink from our hands." Ink's voice send tingles of awareness through her, and her panic subsided. His hand dipped lower and spread her pussy lips. He bit her ass, and she squirmed when his fingers sank deep into her already weeping channel. He curled them into a figure of eight, and Estelle panted her excitement as her sensitized tissues responded instantly.
She closed her eyes against the knowing smirk on Grisha's face.
"How is she doing, Ink? Though I bet she's wet for us."
Estelle screwed her eyes shut tighter at Ink's chuckled confirmation.
"Now remember, Estelle, no coming until I give you permission, or you'll be strapped to this thing for a very long time indeed." Ink's voice had lost its amusement, and Estelle breathed her confirmation.
"Good girl, sweetheart, you can do it." Grisha brushed a kiss across her lips. "Now count."
The first slap took her by surprise, and she screeched.
"Count, Estelle." Ink's voice brooked no argument.
"O…one." She bit back tears and barely caught her breath before the next slap came. "Two." Slap. "Three…"
Grisha's hands massaged her shoulders. He murmured Russian words she didn't understand, the warmth of his hands chasing away the goose bumps spreading over her body. Her butt on fire, the strange floating sensations returned. Her pussy clenched with each slap of Ink's hand across her ass until all of her senses heightened. Every trickle of her arousal down her legs left a wave of fire in its wake, sensations too intense to name consuming her. Her body climbed, tensing, clenching, clamoring for the tension within to burst to freedom.
With one last slap hard enough to send her body forward along the bench as far as the restraints would allow, Estelle breathed, "Fifteen."
"Good girl, you did so well." She hardly heard Grisha over the rushing in her ears, her heart beating so loudly, she felt sick. She winced at the coolness placed over her burning ass, and when her restraints were removed she collapsed into Ink's arms.


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