Guest blog: Blood Hunt by Naomi Clark (@naomi_jay) #newrelease @evernightpub #ff #shifters

I have the lovely Naomi Clark on my blog today with her brand new release, Blood Hunt. I you like f/f stories and shifters to boot, you're in for a treat. This is definitely going on my TBR list.

Take it away, Naomi.

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Usually if I want to set a story somewhere more exotic than Cambridge, I need to spend a lot of time on Wikipedia and looking at pictures on Google. I got lucky when I decided to write a book set in Paris, because it just so happened that in January 2010 my then-boyfriend (now fiance) decided to take me there.

We were staying in a beautiful hotel in Montmartre, practically on the doorstep of the Moulin Rouge. It's a colourful, crazy part of Paris and I knew immediately this was where Ayla and Shannon would be staying in BLOOD HUNT. The vibrancy and variety of the district, housing everything from upscale bistros to gloriously tacky sex shops, was the perfect setting for my urban wolves to take on the mysterious, deadly villain of the book.

I wanted to really capture the spirit of the area in BLOOD HUNT, but I also wanted to make this Ayla's experience of Paris, not mine. So whilst I was delighted to get to the top of the Eiffel Tower at night and see Paris spread out before me from a great (great) height, Ayla was less keen – wolves and heights don't always mix! And whilst Ayla spent a lot of time exploring the Parisian catacombs, it was somewhere I never visited (so yes, I did have to spend some time on Wikipedia for this book).

The one experience we did share was a visit to the top of the Arc de Triomphe, despite Ayla's fear of heights. I'll always have a very special place in my heart for the Arc, as this is where my boyfriend took me to propose, and a more perfect setting you can't imagine (we'll skim over the part where I threw up, that's another story and kind of detracts from the romance). Ayla and Shannon don't get engaged at the top of the Arc, but I tried to convey the sense of wonder I felt staring out over Paris that night and let my characters feel it too. Hopefully it worked and when you read the book, you'll feel just the same way.

Now, if anyone wants to take me to New Orleans, Mexio, or Tokyo in the name of "research," please let me know...

Blood Hunt

Ayla Hammond is taking on Paris.

Hoping for a romantic getaway in the City of Lights with her girlfriend, Shannon, she finds a city under the dark thrall of Le Monstre.

Getting caught up in mystery and murder was the last thing Ayla and Shannon expected to find in the City of Love, but as the body count grows and tension rises between Parisian werewolves and humans they find themselves stalked by an unknown terror.

What is Le Monstre and why does it make Ayla's wolf want to turn tail and run? Can it be stopped before they become its next victims?

Buy it in Evernight's 25% off Sale

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/blood-hunt-by-naomi-clark/

Naomi Clark

Naomi Clark lives in Cambridge and is a mild-mannered office worker by day, but a slightly crazed writer by night. She has a perfectly healthy obsession with giant sea creatures and a preference for vodka-based cocktails. When she's not writing, Naomi is probably either reading or watching 80s cartoon shows, and sometimes she manages to do all three at once.

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When The Pieces Don't Fit with @MichaelaRhua #FF #ROTG @evernightpub

If you're here for the Meet The Author/Character Interview Blog Hop please click HERE!

I have a great treat for you today. I mean just look at that awesome cover! I was fortunate to be with Michaela from that first kernel of an idea when she said. "I've got these female shifters in my head."

This really is a fabulous story, but don't just take my word for it. Check it out yourself!

Here's Michaela herself...

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When The Pieces Don't Fit.

Have you ever had a go at doing a 5000 piece jigsaw puzzle? I never really had the patience for those. Some people spend hours and days engrossed in fitting all the pieces together to create the correct image.

But what happens when all the pieces don't fit? You get to the last section and you slowly plod away trying to fit them in, only to find some missing or odd pieces have found their way into the box.#

Frustrating!

This is how it is for Jorie who is pursued by Malachi, the son of her Alpha. Okay so she slept with him once – bad mistake! He doesn't seem to want to take no for an answer – is it just shifter pride that is wounded? Or is there more to it?

For Jorie, the pieces begin to fit in at the end when Malachi kidnaps her and brings out one of the missing pieces. It's only when Lou rescues her that all the other missing pieces are found and the puzzle can begin to look complete. Not quite complete though…because she still hold one that she must decide if she is going to place it in or not.

I will say nothing more but I'll leave you with the blurb and a quick taste!

Mated Forever by Michaela Rhua

The full moon is always a time for danger and mating. This month it brings the scent of Louisa's mate. Jorie is on the run and in grave danger. Being rescued by Louisa brings safety and a new temptation. As the girls act on their feelings, and passion overtakes them, they are unaware of the danger surrounding them both. When Jorie is kidnapped, it's a race against time. Will Louisa be able to save her mate, or will the past and all its secrets destroy them before they even have a chance at forever?

Excerpt

"I am so sorry to draw you into all this Lou, I … I didn't mean for it to get this far." Jorie put down the hot mug on the table next to the sofa.

"It's okay. I asked you to stay, you didn't force this on me, so chill," Lou said. "Anyway, I'm going to take a shower."

Lou got up from the sofa and disappeared into the bedroom.

Damn it! Jorie kicked herself mentally. Why did I not just do what I wanted to, just touch her. She knew exactly how she felt about Lou. She wanted her as a lover and mate. Things were so complicated now. Sleeping with Malachi had been a colossal error. Every time she looked into Lou’s beautiful brown eyes something melted inside.

The noise of the shower interrupted her thoughts. Jorie fisted her hands and gritted her teeth. Then, with decisive steps, she walked through the bedroom to the bathroom. The door was ajar, almost inviting her in. Once inside, the hot steam fogged her vision. Her eyes adjusted quickly, and she made out water cascading over golden brown skin. Rivulets journeyed their way down the perfect body, which was all curves. Jorie wanted to stroke Lou’s round ass, and kiss it all over. She stretched out her hands. Her skin tightened, and heat radiated throughout her body. She knew exactly what was happening. Her wolf begged to be let out to play with her mate.

Breathing deeply, Jorie stepped forward. The steam cleared at little more and Lou turned around. Jorie stared at Lou's round breasts topped off with dark chocolate nipples, and licked her lips. Lou glanced up. Her eyes deepened then a ring of copper formed around her pupils. Lou continued to soap her body. Jorie watched Lou's hand circle down to her bare pussy with the sponge. Her own pussy ached with need. Lou dropped the sponge and leaned her body into the water, washing the suds off her skin. Jorie wanted to touch her so badly.

Lou turned off the water, and stepped out of the shower. Jorie took a deep breath, trying to get her wolf under control. She wanted Lou in human form, to delight in her body. In her wolf form it would be fucking. Her animal instincts would take over like it had with Malachi. There had been little tenderness. When he’d realized she was willing, it became all about taking her quickly. The act had been painful and cold. Where she’d wanted to take it slow, this would be about making love. She wanted to experience love, an all-consuming love. Tender and soft, not hard and fast.

"You're so beautiful, Lou. I want you so much. I've never felt this way before," Jorie whispered.

"I want you, too, Jorie. Only if you’re sure?" Lou gave her a tentative smile.

"Yes, so sure, like never before," Jorie said.

Jorie unbuttoned her shirt. Lou came closer still, helping Jorie to release her arms. Warm hands massaged her breasts. Jorie untwisted Lou's hair and let those dark curls loose. They were silky smooth, and Jorie massaged Lou's head then cupped her face.

Their lips met. Heat surged through Jorie, the air hot and heavy. Lou pushed her toward the bedroom. Jorie delved deeply into Lou's mouth with her tongue, tasting and licking. Her beast growled with delight. This was good, this was right.

"You taste so good, Lou," she said.

Lou pushed her onto the bed then stood over her. A flicker of hesitation registered in her eyes. Jorie undid her jeans, ridding herself of any clothing to reassure Lou this was what she wanted. Words were irrelevant. Lou seemed like watching her strip because intensity deepened her gaze. Once bare, Jorie sat up and held out her hand. Nothing happened. Lou looked at the offered hand. Afraid Lou would back away, Jorie slowly opened her legs. She wasn’t fully bare as Lou, but she hoped Lou would understand.

"I can't wait, Jorie, I have to taste you." Lou licked her lips.

She watched Lou lower her head and inhale the scent of her arousal. Lou growled then pounced on her.

"Get ready, honey." Lou winked.

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Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she loves writing!

She has teenage children and a husband, who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

Michaela is a multi-published author with Breathless Press, Evernight Publishing and a self-published anthology with authors from The Nuthouse Scribblers.

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Spotlight on Silver Kiss by @naomi_jay #newrelease @evernightpub #f/f

Oh look it's Monday.

 *blinks in the sunshine, yawns and has more coffee*

I have the lovely Naomi on my blog today with her newest release Silver Kiss that is storming up the best seller charts. Well, what is not to love about this one?

Take it away, Naomi.

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Did you know that silver bullets didn’t exist in werewolf mythology until the 1940s? Like a lot of other things we now take for granted with our werewolves, it was invented by Hollywood – specifically for the film Frankenstein Meets The Wolf Man.

Hollywood also gave us monkshood (a key part of SILVER KISS’s plot!) and pentagrams as weapons against werewolves. Not to mention the idea of a werewolf passing on its curse by biting and scratching, and a werewolf’s victim transforming at the first full moon after their attack.

One of the things I wanted to do with SILVER KISS was mix up traditional werewolf lore with my own ideas. So whilst you won’t find my werewolves attacking humans and turning them into shapeshifters, you will see that monkshood is definitely a weakness. And you won’t see any pentagrams or mysterious gypsies hanging around, but you will see full moons and plenty of silver… although maybe not the kind you think…

And in the prequel story to SILVER KISS, WOLF STRAP, there's a very dark, very secret piece of werewolf lore waiting to be discovered, for both readers and my heroine, Ayla. Why not take a look before you check out SILVER KISS? 

WOLF STRAP is a Free Read, available either from Evernight Publishing - http://www.evernightpublishing.com/wolf-strap-by-naomi-clark/  or at All Romance Ebooks - https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-wolfstrap-1216028-140.html

SILVER KISS

Ayla Hammond has come home. After years as a lone wolf in a self-imposed exile she's rejoining the pack and trying to mend fences with her parents. She's convinced them to accept her girlfriend, but can a lone wolf change her ways? As if homecoming wasn't hard enough, Ayla also can't help getting involved in a missing person case. With pressure to solve the case mounting from the pack alphas, Ayla is starting to question where her loyalties lie - and if a return to the pack she left behind is really what she wants.

Excerpt:

The feral’s scent was a stimulant to me, firing all my lupine instincts. It overrode the bitter smell of rotting pondweed and the musty aroma of bird feathers, drawing me in like a fish on a line. Glenn was just as intoxicated, stopping to sniff every rock and patch of slushy mud the feral had marked. He whined and huffed under his breath, tail flopping back and forth. The thrill of the chase had infected us both; I don’t think we could have gone back anymore.
We reached a point at the riverbank where the feral’s musk disappeared and without hesitating, I plunged into the icy water to swim across. Seconds later there was an almighty splash as Glenn joined me, yelping as the cold hit him. The river wasn’t very wide and we were across in minutes, shaking ourselves off and sneezing violently. I licked my paws, pulling a few strands of weeds from between my claws, then set about picking up the feral’s tracks again.
Glenn caught it first and bounded off down a dirt track, yapping for me to follow. I could definitely smell Molly now and other wolves, too. I didn’t recognize any of their scents, but there was a clear difference between urban wolves and ferals, and I found both on the track. That set me on edge. Chasing down one feral was a daunting proposition. The idea that we might run into a whole pack of them was just scary.
Once again, my human self reared her head and whispered that it was time to turn back. I stopped, looking back the way we’d come. A sense of dread that was more human than wolf settled over me, and I was suddenly shivering with cold and ready to go home. The two of us couldn’t take on a pack, if it came to it. I called Glenn to my side and licked his muzzle with a whine, telling him it was over.
He returned the gesture and we both swung back. My unease lifted as we reached the river again. The human part of me was back in charge and she knew this was the smartest course of action, despite my wolf’s desires. Then Glenn came to an abrupt halt beside me, hackles raised, a savage growl rumbling in his throat. I snapped irritably at him and then I saw what had him snarling.
A pair of amber eyes glowing like hot coals in the shadows ahead of us.

The feral.

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@AuthorNPrince tells us about Taming Dru #NFT @evernightpub

I'm delighted to have Nikki Prince back on my blog today with the next installment in her series of Naughty Fairytales.

This one has a decidedly feminine flair to it, and I adore the cover! So, without further ado, I give you Nikki. You're in for a treat!!

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 First of all thanks so much for having me here.  I had so much fun writing this story.  Taming Dru is my first foray into a female/female experience and I’m quite pleased with it.  The story at first was supposed to be a male/female story and then the next thing I know the characters were calling out for it to be different.  I’m glad it was.  I don’t think it could have been written any other way in fact I know it couldn’t be.  Drusilla is a character that needed a softer hand to take her to task and Flora was that for her.  You’ll see what I mean in the excerpt…now by softer I don’t mean necessarily that she’s gentler than a guy would be when being a Domme…but I mean by beaning that feminine touch that Drusilla craves even when Drusilla doesn’t realize it.

Once Upon a Dream, 4


Drusilla Trumane has been a naughty girl. Flora LeBeau knows just what to do to tame the beast.

When beauties Drusilla Trumane and Flora LeBeau meet, the only thing beastly is Dru’s behavior. But Domme Flora has just the cure for that.

Drusilla’s ghastly attitude may have alienated her from her sisters, but Flora sees beneath the façade to the hurt woman beneath. Refusing to be turned away by her snide comments and bitchy attitude, Flora continues to bring the haughty woman to her knees, showing her at every turn she knows what she needs.

Desperate to retreat to the safety her walls provide, Dru agrees to allow Flora one night. Will twenty-four hours be enough to get the other woman out of her mind and her heart? 

Be Warned: BDSM, rimming, flogging, f/f sex



Excerpt:

“I get it. You’re in denial.”

Flora was twirling the ball gag around in her fingers, all the while the expression on her face was one of extreme contentment and confidence.

“In denial about what?” Drusilla frowned.

“What you desire, my girl.”

“And just what would that be? You’ve known me all of what, ten minutes?”

“Oh I know exactly what you want and what you need. Hell, anyone within a few feet of you could tell what you want and smell what you’re thinking.” The grin that Flora shot Drusilla pissed her off.

“You don’t know me, nor do you know what I want or even need.”

“When’s the last time you came to an image of a man, if you ever have.”

She gasped. “What kind of fucking question is that?”

“An honest one that I want the answer to, petite amie.”

“That’s none of your fucking business.”

“We’re back to that?”

“Yes, we’re back to that, and you better not try to use that shit on me.”

“Oh, I love a challenge. You’re going to find that out rather quickly.”

Before Drusilla could react, Flora was in her lap, straddling her in the chair. She pressed against her, tangling her fingers into Drusilla’s hair and tugging.

In shock Drusilla just stared at Flora. Flora pulled her head close with a tug of her hair. Like a deer stuck in the headlights, Drusilla could only watch as Flora pressed their mouths together, and then she was lost.Oh fuck.

She moaned softly into Flora’s mouth as the other woman nibbled at her bottom lip, then licked it, teasing her tongue into her mouth. Flora tasted of warmth and cinnamon. Spicy and sweet. Her scent was just as delicious. She smelled of freshly cut roses. She was fragrant and delectable. Drusilla’s head fell back against the chair, and she gasped for breath. She was breathing just as crazy as Flora had said. That brought her back to her senses, and she started struggling.

In a split second, her hands were wrapped up in the bondage tape and pulled up above her head and held against the wall that the chair rested against. She struggled and found that she couldn’t free herself.

Flora had fucking put her hands up against the wall on some sort of hook that held her snuggly in place, and she was unable to free herself. Shit, who knew that the petite woman was strong. Looks were definitely deceiving. God, why did she like what she was doing to her. She’d soaked her panties.

“Now if you’re going to be a good girl, I won’t tie you the rest of the way up.”

“Get off of me and let me fucking go.”

“Wrong answer, kitten.”

She couldn’t kick out because the other woman was sitting in her lap. She was arched in a way that even if the other woman got off of her, there wasn’t much she could do to free herself. The only thing she could do was rock back and forth trying to get her off her lap. It didn’t work.

Flora snickered and pulled on her hair, arching her head back.

“Still think I can’t subdue you, kitten? I suggest you put away your claws and play nice, or I’m going to gag you.”

Drusilla glared at her. “You wouldn’t fucking dare.”

“You’ve already seen what I would dare. That should tell you I’d dare so much more.”

Flora got off her lap with a chuckle and grabbed one of her legs, locking it into the cuff that was at the bottom of the chair. A cuff Dru hadn’t seen until now. Fuck. Flora gave the other leg the same attention.

Standing back to her full height, Flora had her hands on her hips, the ball gag still hanging from one hand.

“So tell me what wouldn’t I dare to do again?”

“I­­—” her words were cut off as the ball gag was shoved into her mouth and the strap placed over her head.

“I like it much better when you’re quiet, kitten. You roar so fiercely but inside you’re a cuddly little cat needing to be stroked.” Flora stroked her finger against her cheek, and Drusilla tried to flinch away.

“That’s okay, kitty cat. I’m going to enjoy taming you.”

Flora turned towards the door that had opened, and Drusilla saw Anastasia enter. Shit. This was all she needed, her sister seeing her tied up like a trussed-up goose.

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Go on a trip to Bella Key with @scarletchastain #newrelease

I was lucky to beta read this one for the lovely Scarlet, and I fell in love with her characters and the setting. You really do feel as though you are there, so I am very excited to be able to host her today.

Enjoy your trip to Bella Key!

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Thank you for having me as a guest! I appreciate you celebrating the debut of my new release, BELLA KEY, with me. :)

One look at the cover tells you Bella Key is an erotic female/female romance. However, first and foremost it’s love story that just happens to contain two very sexy women. So whether you’re a fan of f/f or maybe f/f-curious ~ give it a try. I think you’re going to like it. ;)

Bella Key by Scarlet Chastain

Release Date: May 3rd

from Evernight Publishing

Blurb:

Maddie Jacobs must be crazy. At least that’s what her mother thinks. Professionally, she’s confident and secure; personally, she’s a hot mess. Not even a marriage proposal from a man who adores her can quell her search for something more.

In need of an escape, Maddie flees to Key West’s most southern island, Bella Key, to rest and recharge at Casa Bonita. She almost gives up on weekend retreat when the Bed & Breakfast is closed for repairs until Sunny Rojas, the inn owner, extends an offer of friendship, sweet tea and a room. Still reeling from a breakup with her longtime partner, Sunny is thankful for the diversion from her own broken heart.

The arrival of a fierce storm forces the women’s emotional journey to a head and leads them into each other’s arms. But can Maddie throw her hangups to the wind and go with her heart? The magic of Bella Key teaches her that passion cannot be placed neatly into boxes labeled right and wrong, because love knows no boundaries.

Excerpt:

“Good shower?”

Maddie stopped in the doorway, holding the knot of her towel to her chest. Wet strands of hair produced rivulets of water streaming down her shoulders and chest. “Like a new woman. Although, my northern skin can’t handle the tropical sun. Look at my shoulders!” Sunny’s gaze moved from one shoulder to another. Maddie was right, she was more than sun-kissed. Her shoulders practically glowed. “Oh, chica. That’s an angry burn you have there. I have some aloe —” Sunny picked up and put down five different bottles from her dressing table. “—ah, here it is. This’ll ease the pain and cut down on the peeling, too.”

Sunny flipped the top and squeezed a quarter-sized dab of the green gel into her palm. She nodded toward her bed, signaling Maddie to sit. Rubbing the aloe between her palms, she rested one knee on the bed beside her. Maddie gathered her wet hair and flipped it over her shoulder to allow Sunny access to the other. Her body shivered under Sunny’s hands.

“Sorry, this stuff’s cold. I tried to warm it up a little.”

Maddie closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side. “It’s not that. It feels good on the burn. You have a gentle touch.”

Sunny chuckled. “Scooch over a little so I can get your other side.”

Maddie shifted, lifting her feet onto the bed and tucking them under her legs Indian style. Sunny guided her head forward and massaged the aloe along the base of her neck to her shoulder blades, and down to the edge of the fluffy towel. She bent her knee, providing an anchor for Maddie to lean upon. Her inner thighs grazed the thick towel. Sunny closed her eyes and focused not only on Maddie’s sunburned skin, but also on loosening the muscles along her shoulders and upper back.

“I have a confession to make,” Maddie said quietly.

“Other than this is the best massage you’ve ever received?” Sunny snorted.

“Mmm. That too. I-I watched you last night.” Maddie went a few seconds without taking a breath.

Sunny didn’t waver. “I know you did. You were outside of my door.”

“You knew? Why didn’t you stop or say something?” Maddie kept her eyes closed but turned her head toward Sunny as she spoke.

Sunny added another dab of aloe to her palm. “I liked that you were watching me. It turned me on that you enjoyed it too.”

“Never in my life had I thought I’d be attracted, you know, sexually to a woman. It’s different with you. Many things are different with you.” Maddie’s hand trembled as she touched Sunny’s leg, tracing an imaginary line up and down her calf. The rapid rise and fall of Maddie’s back matched the pounding in Sunny’s chest.

Silence filled the room. Sunny had decided against bringing up the episode from the night before unless Maddie did. Now that it was out in the open, Sunny could find out how Maddie felt for sure. “Different, how?”

“You make me feel so focused and honest and alive. I’ve never had that with anyone else before.” Maddie turned and kneeled in front of Sunny. “Would it be forward if I asked you to kiss me?”

Sunny swallowed hard. “Yes, but I like forward,” she whispered as she cupped Maddie’s face with her palms. Dragging her thumb over Maddie’s bottom lip she realized how many times she wanted to taste her lips and explore her mouth over the past two days. Sunny lowered her face and brushed her lips once over Maddie’s. She drew back to study Maddie’s reaction.

“Again,” Maddie whispered, her eyes remained closed.

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Author Bio:

Scarlet Chastain is the semi-secret pseudonym of a multi-published, best selling author of sensual erotic romance. Scarlet's focus is female-centric sizzling stories written about women, for women.

She lives in the suburban shadows of New York City but her heart belongs to the beaches of Key West. Scarlet can usually be found in her favorite chair of her newly acquired writing cave with her maltipoo, Coco.

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Are you daring? @MichaelaRhua #newrelease #GBLT

I have a dear friend and fellow writer on my blog today with her new release Truth Or Dare, her fantastic addition to Evernight Publisher's Romance On The Go Line.

If you like alternative romance, you simply must check this out.

Over to you, Michaela....


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Are you Daring?

Thank you Doris for inviting me to guest on your blog. You are a wonderful hostess and someone I admire very much!

I always lacked confidence when growing up. Maybe it was because I was expected to behave in a certain way by my family. Expectations of others can limit us to conform. I can say that is true for me. It is when you dare to step outside of expectations – whether it is trying something new or just letting the inside you emerge and see the light of day that our confidence grows. We shed the old and take on the new.

Jess tries something new as a dare. Her best friend and house mate dares and it is through meeting the challenge that their relationship takes off into a whole new direction.

I wonder if they think taking on the dare and the consequences was worth it? Did their relationship change who they were and their relationship? Well you will have to read the book to find out.

I will leave you with the blurb and an excerpt (Warning – ADULT excerpt!)

Here is the blurb for you all to give you a flavour.

Leah and Jess have been friends for years, and having set up business together, they are even more aware of the need to keep things strictly professional. However all that changes after one drunken dare leads them to discover unbelievable passion. Who knew when friends become lovers the result would be so explosive and life altering, even if things seem different in the cold light of day. Can two friends face the truth and find happiness or was it a dare too far?

Ready for a little taste?

Leah sat shocked as Jess threw herself into an impromptu sexy routine. She began with seductive hip swinging. She threw her head down in front of Leah, and then quickly back so her golden locks fell messily around her face. Oh hell, she looked so hot.

Next came a slow unbuttoning of her shirt and Jess took her time in revealing a purple lace bra holding those full breasts in place.

Leah took a gulp of wine not believing her eyes.

Jess grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together as the song continued with its sensual lyrics.

 Leah licked her lips, wanting to lick those fulsome breasts.

 Jess took hold of the chair nearest to Leah. Standing on it, she began to unbuckle her belt, which she threw dramatically across the bar.

Leah's mouth went dry at the vision of pure sex on legs in front of her. Moisture leaked from her pussy, wetting her panties. She leaned forward in her chair. The movement created friction against her pussy. The vision before her combined with the spinning light, sensual music, and the friction of the chair was driving her to the brink of orgasm. 

Jess grabbed her crotch and rubbed the area, biting her lip and closing her eyes. She began to unzip her jeans slowly, not taking her eyes off Leah.

That eye-to-eye contact sent shivers of arousal through Leah, but the combination of actions caused the sexy blonde bombshell to lose her balance. Suddenly Leah saw Jess tumble. She shot out of her seat, but she was too late to catch Jess, who hit the floor.

"Oh my God. Are you okay, Jess?" Leah looked down at her friend, who lay with eyes closed and body motionless. Panic rising inside her, she looked round to see where her phone was to call an ambulance.

Suddenly the other woman erupted into a fit of giggles, much to Leah's relief.

"Seriously, Jess, I thought you hit your head or something!"  Leah moaned, letting relief wash over her now that she realized her friend wasn’t hurt. Her heartbeat was just returning to normal.

Jess held out her hand to Leah. Their fingers meshed together and Jess pull her down to the floor.

 As blue eyes held her own, Leah knew her breathing had become uneven. Was this the dream she had longed to come true for so long? The club was silent. The track had finished. The disco lights spun, a shower of multi-colored lights creating a magical space around them.

Leah lowered her head down. It was a now or never moment. She looked at her friend with her halo of golden hair spread around her. She looked like an angel on the midnight floor.

 Jess' eyes softened the closer she got. Leah's lips hovered over hers. She licked them slowly before kissing Jess passionately. She felt Jess' hands in her hair, holding their lips together. She wants this as much as I do. Leah stroked Jess' hair while her other hand went to her breast, squeezing and massaging.

Jess spread her legs under Leah and wrapped them around her, drawing her closer.

Leah ground her hips into Jess, enjoying the friction. She pinched a nipple, eliciting a groan from the woman beneath her. She moved from her lips to her neck, licking and biting the delicate skin down to her breasts. She sucked the hardened nipple though the lace and Jess' moans became louder, her hands holding the back of Leah's head to her breast.

Leah took her time enjoying the body she had longed to make love to. Her pussy was wet, but she wanted to focus on Jess' needs not her own. She went from one nipple to the other before pulling the bra up to reveal full breasts with pink, wet nipples. She squeezed the breasts together, drawing both nipples into the center, then licked a trail from one to another.

Jess squirmed under her, gasping with each lick.

Leah kissed down her flat stomach to her hips. Her zipper was halfway down so Leah unzipped it completely, revealing matching lace undies. She pulled at the jeans.

Jess sat up a little to help ease them off, removing her shirt and bra at the same time.

She lay down and Leah drank in the sight of her creamy skin, pink in places where she had sucked or gently bitten. She buried her head between Jess' legs, and she found the lace was wet with the other woman's juices. Leah sucked her clit through the lace, enjoying the taste of her.

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Author Bio:Michaela Rhua Bio.

Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she loves writing!

She has teenage children and a husband, who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

Michaela is a multi-published author with Breathless Press, Evernight Publishing and a self-published anthology with authors from The Nuthouse Scribblers.


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Thanks so much for sharing with us today, Michaela. I wonder, folks, have you ever done anything on a dare? What was the outcome? Inquiring minds need to know.

Enjoy the rest of your Saturday, folks !