Tuesday 29 December 2015

Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my new release Claimed by her Viking Wolf. You know that phrase.
It started with a kiss.
Well, in my case, and that is true for a vast majority of my stories.
It started with a picture.

This one to be precise:


The lovely Kim posted that hunk in my reader group The RavDor Chicks, and my muse drooled. After some brainstorming in the group, we decided that he was a Viking and a wolf shifter. It all went from there, and Kim’s very own Viking story was born J




Blurb:
When historical romance writer Kimberly Talbot finds a displaced, injured Viking at her campfire, her life sure starts to get complicated. She can’t leave him there. Besides, what sort of writer would she be if she didn’t take up this splendid opportunity for some hands on research of the sexy Viking god variety?
All she has to do is keep her heart out of the firing line.
Asger, son of Liufr wakes up in a strange, cursed land, out of time, injured, and unable to shift. Drawn to the fire of the flame haired kona by her intoxicating scent and the promise of food and shelter, he has no choice but to trust the woman his wolf claims is their mate, their válað, the very key to his return home.
He doesn’t belong in these strange times, but does Kim belong in his?
A choice has to be made…

Releases with Evernight Publishing November 25th


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Adult Excerpt:
Remembering a Burlesque Class she’d attended for research into a story a few years ago, she closed her eyes, and swung her hips to imaginary seductive music. Kim ran her hands slowly up underneath the hem of her blouse, exposing minute amounts of skin in slow motion, while continuing the sway of her hips.
Asger’s sharp intake of breath spurred her on. Letting go of the blouse she ran her hands over her breasts, cupping each heavy mound until she could thumb her own nipples. Shivers of delight chased across her skin, and her clit contracted in need.
A Norse curse made her open her eyes to find Asger had retreated to the stairs. Sitting down, with his legs spread wide, he watched her through hungry eyes, as he stroked his dick in slow moves mirroring the speed of her hands on her tits.
Emboldened she danced closer, slowly unbuttoning her blouse until it fell from her shoulders, and she threw it across to him. Asger caught it with a grin, and the bra that followed.
Seeing him lift the lacy contraption up to his nose and inhale deeply made Kim lose her stride. That was just so damn sexy, as was the way his cock jumped in his hand. The thick head glistened in pre-cum, and Kim licked her lips, desperate to taste him again.
A deep rumble rose from Asger’s chest. She tore her gaze away from the sight of his cock, ran it up the ridges that made up his abdomen, over the ink gracing his side and chest into the bearded column of his neck, and the proud lines of this warrior’s face up to his softly glowing eyes.
“Not that slow, kona. I want to see my cunt. I want to see it weep with its dew, ready for my tongue and my cock. I want to taste you, devour you, until your only thought is me. I want you.”
“God, yes, please, I want that, too.”
All finesse went out of the window as Kim unsnapped her jeans and yanked them down her legs, taking her sodden underwear with them. She stumbled in her haste to kick off her shoes and her jeans, and braced herself for impact. Instead of the floorboards coming to greet her, however, she found herself on the stairs draped over Asger’s knees. The first sharp slap of his hand on her ass cheeks stung like crazy.
“Ow, what was … ow.”
A second and third swat followed interspersed by the deep, menacing growl of his wolf. The vibrations of that sound trembled through her body and settled straight in her clit, so that the fourth, fifth, and sixth swats didn’t hurt. They set her ass on fire, for sure, but the pain added to her arousal. Again and again those blows came, until she lifted her butt into each one, and moaned her denial when he stopped. She was dimly aware of being lifted and the feel of the stairs carpet under her knees and forearms, as Asger moved her into position as though she weighed nothing.  In this position cool air rushed across her swollen pussy lips.
“So beautiful with your red ass, and wet, sweet cunt. I want you to scream when you come against my tongue, do you hear me, kona? All the way up these stairs, and if you’re a good girl, you will get my cock. If not…”
Kim gasped and her knees buckled at the first bold swipe of Asger’s rough tongue along her exposed slit, and Asger chuckled into her swollen labia.
“We will just have to start all over again.”
Her clit quivered in need, and yet more of her juices trickled down the inside of her thighs. Asger lapped them up with an appreciative rumble, and then swatted her ass.
“Start crawling up one step, kona. I want to be comfortable for my meal of fresh cunt.
Oh, good lord. Is he going to make me crawl up these stairs with him eating me out? I’m never going to survive this.
Somehow she managed to follow that command, and several more licks of his far too talented tongue were her reward. Kim groaned and moaned as he took her up the rungs of arousal with every step they managed that way. When she slipped, his hands dug into her hips to hold her still, and seemingly satisfied with her, he renewed his efforts. Up and down her slit he lapped up her arousal. He nibbled and teased, and when he ran his tongue up to her anus and circled the tight ring of muscle, while simultaneously pushing two fingers into her wet channel, Kim did scream. Asger finger-fucked her with devastating precision, curling his digits until he found the spot designed to drive her wild with need.
Kim tensed, shook, and then exploded as her orgasm burst from her with an intensity that took her breath away, as his tongue breached her anus. With her ass up in the air, her elbows on the stairs, and his broad shoulders supporting her body she was spread obscenely wide and unable to move—completely at the mercy of this man—as he wrung every last shudder out of her. Only then did he withdraw his fingers, and swatted her butt cheeks again several times in quick succession.
“Start crawling, kona, if you want my cock. He’s mighty eager to sink into your body, but only if you do as you’re told.”

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Author bio
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
Stalk her in these places  
                     




Sunday 27 December 2015

About the author

I am a wife and stay at home mom to two wonderful children. My family is my world and one of the reasons I started writing was so I could be home for them. I was born in raised in Massachusetts where I still live today with my amazing family.
After having my son fell in love with reading Contemporary Romance. As I started to read more, I started to notice things I really enjoyed in a book and things I didn’t and realizing what I didn’t enjoy really made me want to write more, so I literally woke up one morning and started writing.
I am so glad I started this writing journey and I hope you will stay with me for the ride. I will definitely be writing more in the future.

My Work:

I have two books currently out and they are the first two in the Learning to Love series. Below you’ll find info about each book as well as a review for each of the two books. I am also giving you an inside sneak peek at the third book Found My Love which will be releasing in December.

Finding Love – Learning to Love 1www.bookstrand.com/book/finding-love


Abbey felt like her life was torn upside down when she discovered her husband cheated on her and filed for divorce. After a yearlong pity party, her friends think she needs to get her life back in order, so she decides it's time for some changes and that includes finding a job.
She is so proud of her son, Brian, for starting his first summer job as a camp coach for the local Parks and Rec department. Summer is going well until her ex-husband flips because Brian doesn’t want to see him. Luckily for her she has met Seth, former soldier and owner of S&C Security. He is gorgeous with a tall, muscular build and bright green eyes, but Abbey fears he will not accept her son.
Will Seth stick around and protect Abbey and Brian or will he run when he realizes just how crazy Abbey’s ex really is?


Review: Elizabeth Neal **4.5 out of 5 Hearts from Cariad Books.**

Finding Love is Alison's debut novel. I really enjoyed the story. I admit that at first, I didn't feel like I was fully "into it." I was wrong. (Yes, I mentally said that in my Ron White voice. LOL) I had to put the book down so I could adult for awhile & realized I couldn't stop thinking about the characters. I wanted to get back to it so I could see what happened next. I'd become fully invested in Seth, Abbey, & Brian. Maybe it's just me, but I think sometimes the best stories are the ones that sneak up on you. They burrow inside your bookworm heart & stay with you until you've seen the story through.

This story is one of those. These characters grabbed onto me. I wanted to hug Abbey & throat punch her ex, Chris, for everything he put her & their son, Brian, through. Abbey suffered emotionally & mentally due to her ex-husband's callousness & my heart broke for her. Thankfully, her son is a sweet young man & takes after his Mom. He adores her & detests what his Dad did to her, to them. (Yes, I changed it to just say HER son, because in all honesty, she raised him. She nurtured him, took care of him, taught him how to love, how to be a good kid, & how to treat others. His father was never around, he never took the time to be a Dad. In all honesty, they were better off without him & life was about to get a whole lot better for them.)

Enter Seth. Seth & Abbey lock eyes while she's out shopping with a friend. Abbey has finally decided, with some urging from her friend, Sarah, that she needs to find herself again. She lost her way due to the actions of her ex & needs to start living. Neither Seth nor Abbey act on their obvious connection, but fate steps in & says, "Wait a minute here. You two are not following my plan for you. I will not be thwarted." Later in the week, they're both out with their respective friends & see each other again. This time fate gives Seth the push he needs to introduce himself and so it begins. *I can just picture the Foreigner song, "I've been waiting for a girl like you," running through Seth's head. Yes, I've aged myself with this song shout out, but I don't care. ;-) It's a classic and so perfectly fits the situation.* Seth has also been unlucky in love & was deeply hurt in the past. Abbey is exactly who he needs & so is Brian. He needs them, just as they need him.

Seth runs a security company with his friend, Chase. Seth is a great guy. I have to say, I kept waiting for some flaw to appear like a bad pimple or there to be a huge misunderstanding that would separate them. There wasn't & I was pleasantly surprised by that. The book didn't need it. There was plenty going on with Seth & Abbey each finding a way to work through their own personal baggage, decide that they're starting something special, make sure Brian was okay with the status change, & yeah, keep that jerk, Chris, away from them. It sounds like all this would be overwhelming, making the reader feel like too much is going on, but I never felt that way. In my opinion, everything flowed together nicely. The ending...it about killed me though. While it's not a cliffhanger, per se, there is one big issue left unresolved. I actually breathed a huge sigh of relief because once I finished the book, I immediately did a search on the author, & then did a happy dance upon seeing that book two, Needing Your Love, will be released on November 5th. I have to know what happens with Sean (Seth's friend) & Tracey (Abbey's friend), because they got together in this book, but by the end, things weren't all rainbows and sunshine with them anymore. Sean wanted more and Tracey feels unable to give it, regardless of how much she likes him. I will be jumping on that story as soon as it's released. I have to know what happens next.

I'm eager to see Alison grow as an author, to find her voice, her style, and embrace it. I definitely plan on being along for the ride & hope to see you there. I have a feeling it's going to be a fun journey.

**I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.** 

Adult Excerpt:
Seth has started the movie. I am snuggling against him on the couch. Nuzzling against his chest I take in his musky scent. He looks down into my eyes, and slowly lowers his lips to mine. We start to kiss and it quickly turns into a much deeper kiss. A minute later, I find myself beneath him on my couch with his hand sliding up my leg to my ass. He stops kissing me and squeezes it. “You have an incredible ass,” he says while smiling down at me. Leaning back down he claims my mouth while his hand works its way up under my shirt lifting it up to palm my breast. He pops it out of its cup and looks down in appreciation. “God, woman, you fit perfectly in my hand.” His head lowers to take my nipple in his mouth, and I can no longer lie still. I am squirming as I fear I’m going to orgasm just from his assault on my nipple. I swear I have never felt so hot and bothered in all my life. I notice his erection pressing against my leg, as his amazing lips move back to my neck, then to my lips. He pauses a minute to gain some control, and his beautiful green eyes look into mine. “We should slow down,” he says as we both pant.
“Or we should move to my room,” I say with a smile as I bite my lip.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to rush you.”
I reach up to kiss him and rub my hips against his erection as an answer, and he pulls away to sit up. “You keep rubbing on me like that I am not going to make it upstairs.”
I laugh as I stand and grab him by the hand to lead him to my room, closing the door behind us. He pulls my shirt over my head and removes my bra. His lips are instantly back on mine kissing me hard and deep. His hand is in my hair pulling it slightly while his other hand is slipping into my pants to squeeze my ass.
I pull away panting as I yank his shirt off and toss it to the floor. As soon as I do he pushes me back on the bed, and I laugh at his playfulness. He is instantly on top of me kissing me just behind my ear and kissing and licking his way down my neck. He takes one nipple in his mouth and sucks it hard as he rolls the other with his fingers. His hand leaves my nipple to make its way down my stomach and into my leggings where he discovers just how ready I am for him. He starts kissing his way down my stomach until he reaches the top of my pants. He uses his muscular arm to lift me off the bed so his other hand can pull my panties and leggings down at one time.
I am so hot for him at this point I am soaked, but he’s not done as he kisses his way up my legs and buries his face in my pussy. He assaults my clit like he can’t live without it, and I am so worked up I can already feel my orgasm building, and I think he knows it because he pulls away and blows on me gently. “I have never tasted anything so sweet.” He says before he blows on me one more time.
“Please, Seth.” I beg for release. He inserts one finger, then another.
“God, baby, you are so tight I can’t wait to be buried balls-deep inside you.”
He uses his magical tongue once again, while he is using his fingers to stretch me, and within a second my orgasm is tearing me apart. He climbs back up my body and pauses for a second before he leans down to kiss me, and he tastes of Seth and my orgasm. I can say it is the first time I have allowed someone to kiss me after that and with him I don’t mind it. He looks me in the eye and says, “I was expecting a night of snuggling on the couch, so I am not really—”
I cut him off. “I am on the pill and completely clean. I have been with no one since my ex, and I got tested as soon as I found out he cheated on me.”
“Good girl! Sorry this was not how I expected this conversation to happen. I swear I am clean too.” Thank god because there is no way I can stop now.

Needing Your Love – Learning to Love 2 -www.bookstrand.com/book/needing-your-love

Tracey and Sean meet while hanging out with friends one night at a club. They start dancing and quickly discover they have this great electricity flowing between them, but Tracey’s fear of relationships has her leery. She finds herself reminding Sean that after years of working as a marriage counselor, she is not looking for a serious relationship but more of a friends with benefits type of thing. 
Sean agrees to her arrangement until he discovers he really likes her and wants more than the benefits she is offering. Sean finally convinces her to give them a try when she discovers she has an ex-fling who has been watching her and wants her back.  
Will her crazy ex win her back or will Sean protect her and show her what a real relationship is like? Her ex could just end up proving her point of why she felt a relationship was not a good idea in the first place.
This book is not stand-alone. To enjoy the overall story arc and crossover characters, we recommend reading the series in sequential order.

Review: Elizabeth Neal **4.5 out of 5 Hearts from Cariad Books.**

Sean and Tracey's story is here. If you've read book 1, which you should because it's good, then you'll recognize this couple. Sean, Seth's friend, and Tracey, Abbey's friend, met the same night that Seth and Abbey saw each other again and Seth was finally able to make his move.

Sean and Tracey instantly hit it off and proceeded to enjoy some sexy time. Yes, they have some serious chemistry. But, that isn't all they have. Feelings are developing between them and for Tracey that's a scary thing. Oddly enough, Tracey doesn't have any traumatic past relationship experience that made her this way. She's just always been the "friends with benefits" type. No serious connections, it's all about the pleasure and that's it. You follow her terms or you're done. I found it refreshing that the woman was the commitment phobe in this story. Sean wanted more and Tracey was scared. Now, in her defense, she did have legitimate reasons for this caution. She was a marriage counselor before starting her own practice and hearing what couples who had professed to always love each other, were capable of putting the love of their life through, has understandably left her somewhat jaded.

Sean knows they have something real between them, something that will lead to wedding bells, he just has to convince her of that. But first, they have to figure out who is bothering Tracey and keep her safe. Will Sean protect her from the danger? Will Tracey realize that Sean is the one for her and accept his place in her life?

On a side note, we get to visit with Seth and Abbey again. They're still dealing with her ex-husband, on top of planning their wedding. Will justice be served, therefore keeping Abbey and her son, Brian, safe? Will Seth and Abbey's wedding proceed as planned? What special announcement is made at the wedding? Read the book and find out the answers to all your questions. Plus, get a sneak peek at who the next couple may be. I have my suspicions on who it is and I hope I'm right.

I highly recommend this series. Both books one and two hooked me without my knowledge. Yes, that sounds weird, but it's true. Just like with book one, whenever i had to put my book down (grrr), I would wonder what would happen next. That's when you know the characters have snuck into your head and heart and you weren't even aware of it. That's a beautiful thing in my opinion.

There are two things that took some adjusting, but I feel they'll eventually work itself out as the author grows professionally. The first being the lack of contractions. I noticed it in the first book as well, but didn't think too much of it since it was her debut, but they're also missing from this one as well. While this in no way reflects on the author, it's more of my preference as a reader. In our daily lives, we use contractions. It's just a way of speaking that seems to flow more naturally, whereas saying "I am," "I have," "I will," etc., seems more formal. Now that being said, I have read other authors that also leave contractions out of their books. It may just very well be their preference, and as the author, that is certainly their prerogative, however, as the reader, it seems like a more stilted form of speech. Secondly, and again I think this will change as time goes on and she finds her niche, some of the information we're given could be left out, insomuch as it would work just as well if we're shown something, as opposed to being told it. Other than those two things, and they didn't detract from my enjoyment of the story at all because they're just more of a personal preference, I am still just as enamored by this author as I was after finishing the first book. I'm looking forward to book three as I'm excited to see the journey Alison takes that couple on to find their HEA.

**I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.**

Adult Excerpt:
He leans in and gently kisses me on the lips. I instantly melt because I love how his lips feel pressed against mine. His tongue pokes out to lick my lips, begging for entry, so I open to him and he tastes of Sean and beer and I absolutely love it. I climb over his lap to straddle him as I deepen the kiss. He pulls away and starts kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear as I grind into his cock. I can feel him growing hard as his hands rub my legs to my ass where they stay while I am grinding into him.
“Babe, if you keep rubbing on me like that I am going to have a mess,” he says as I am moaning at the feel of his hands running up my back under my shirt. He unclips my bra and rubs his hands up and down my back as we continue to kiss each other hard. He pulls my shirt over my head. “Fuck I love your tits, baby.” I put my hands behind me on his knees and arch my back so my large breasts are in his face. He leans forward grabbing one and putting my nipple in his mouth, he sucks on it biting it gently and I can't help the moan that escapes me. He switches and plays with the other nipple until that one is hard as pebbles too. He starts kissing my cleavage as his hands glide up my back pulling me towards him, kissing his way up my neck and back to my mouth.
He pulls away panting and hard as a rock.
“Tracey, I have no control with you. I am sorry, do you want to slow down?”
“Sean, please just take me to bed, I don't know if I can slow down either.”
“Are you sure?” he says with concern in his voice
I climb off his lap and try to pull him off the couch but he doesn't budge. “Sean, I am so wet for you, please don't make a girl beg.”
He smiles and stands up to follow me to bed. As soon as we are in my room, he closes the door and asks me, “Who's in charge?”
I smile and bite my lip. “You are.”
“Damn straight!” he reminds me with his raspy authoritative tone.
He tells me he wants me naked by the time he has his boots off. Luckily that is easy because I only have leggings and a thong on, so I quickly peel them off and stand waiting for him.
He pushes me onto my bed and tells me to lay on my back, so I do. He climbs up on top of me and tells me he is going to eat my pussy until I come hard and then he is going to spank me and fuck me. I am so excited I smile and nod.
He starts at my breasts again and works his way down my stomach slowly kissing and biting as he goes. I start to squirm and he tells me if I don't stay still he will tie me down and start all over again, so I instantly lay still, because I know he is dead serious. I have been waiting for this moment since our first night together. He continues down to my pussy to start teasing me. He licks my folds then moves his tongue to my clit licking it hard, after a moment he starts kissing my legs then going back to my clit again, I swear it is to torture me. “Please, Sean!”
“Please what, Tracey?”
“Please make me come.”
“Should I lick you like this?” He starts licking my clit hard and fast and I am so hot for him I am already on the verge of an orgasm and he knows it.
“Or should I finger fuck you like this?” He slams two fingers deep inside me and my god I want to explode, but again as my orgasm is about to tear through me he stops.
“I definitely enjoy licking your clit so I think I will go back to that and fuck you with my tongue until you explode all over it.”
He starts licking me hard and fast and all of a sudden his tongue is inside me and he fucks me with it. “My god, Sean, I am going to explode.” I can feel him smile against my pussy as he starts to lick my clit again and that is my undoing. My orgasm is tearing through me as my legs shake uncontrollably and then stiffen around his head. Once my orgasm has settled, he starts kissing his way back up my body to look me dead in the eyes. “That is mine, do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
“Good now roll over.”

Found My Love – Learning to Love 3 - Scheduled for release in December! Stay tuned at www.facebook.com/alisonmelloauthor for more details
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Found My Love is the third book in the Learning to Love series and is Chase and Tracey’s story.

Theresa is a single mom afraid to love. She was never married her ex Kyle but he does pick up their daughter once in a while, so he is still in her life.
Chase and Theresa meet in book two when Theresa shows up to Abby’s engagement party late. Chase spots her and has this instant pull to her, so he walks up to her and introduces himself. They hit is off that night and exchange numbers, but Theresa is being shy and wants to take it slow. He is willing to go at her pace as long as she is committed to him.
Will Chase be able to stick it out when Kyle stops showing up to take Katie making it hard for them to have alone time? He says he wants to take care of them but she needs his help with Katie because her father falls ill will he step up to the plate or run out the door.



Adult Excerpt
“I’m not going to fuck you tonight T. Not until I know you are ready, but I will take care of you.”
He kisses and bites at my hips and then moves back to my belly and up to my breasts, while his hand roams down into my panties. His fingers slide between my folds and he groans, “My god woman you are so wet for me.” He takes my juices and rubs them over my hardened nub. I swear I am going to combust. It is sensory overload, his lips on my body, his hands now buried deep inside me and his rock hard cock pressed into my hip. My hips are grinding into his hand and it feels so good, but I don’t know how to tell him I can’t come that way. I have never had a vaginal orgasm.
“Chase,” I moan, “stop a minute.”
“What’s wrong baby,” he looks at me full of concern.
“I don’t know how to say this,” I pause as my cheeks heat from embarrassment.
“What baby. No more hiding remember.” he says gently. “It’s just that I have never been able to, you know, come this way.”
He smiles at me and says “you have no need to be embarrassed baby. I will work on it with you, ok?” He winks at me, “I don’t want you to stress it ok?”
I nod as I bite my lip and he moves his hand back to my nub, I instantly start to feel the build of excitement as he rolls it around with his finger. I grind my hips and moan out in pleasure. He is nibbling my earlobe and whispers, “let it go baby!” After a few more moments he pinches it slightly and it sends me over.
“Oh Chase, that feels so good.” my legs have clamped shut on his hand as my entire body shakes. I must be louder than I realize because he covers my mouth with his to muffle the noise. He pulls away from kissing me removes his soaked fingers from my panties and sucks them clean.
I look at him wide eyed as he says, “you taste mighty fine, T.” 

Saturday 26 December 2015

Christmas day is over. I know I have stuffed myself so full that I don't think I could face food for a little while. Movement is impossible so it's time to sit down with a couple of good books. Not that I need an excuse to read.



Title: A Red Dress For Christmas
Line: Romance on the Go
Genre: Contemporary erotic romance/ mf

Blurb:
Angel in a red dress…

Cecily's husband Neil has kept her waiting one too many times. After another lonely night of movie watching, she decides to take her pleasure into her own hands. Neil comes home from work and catches her being a very naughty girl. Tangled up in tinsel and wearing a smoking hot red dress, surely her holiday wish will come true.

Be Warned: BDSM, sex toys, spanking

Buy links:
Evernight Publishing: http://goo.gl/cGh5sg
All Romance E-books: https://goo.gl/Q4F0Bp



Excerpt:
“Why did you have to leave?”
Neil rubbed his hand along Cecily's ass, his finger edging between her skin and the lacy red panties from behind.
“Why do you think?”
Neil's cock pressed against Cecily's side. His fingers continued their distracting path even as he upped the pulses on the vibrator.
“How do you like that?” he whispered, voice husky. He untied the strings on the panties, giving him greater access to her slick folds.
“Oh. My. God!” Cecily moaned into his thigh as he slid two fingers inside of her at the same time as he cranked up the power on the tiny vibrator to what felt like its highest capacity.
Neil pumped his thick fingers into her pussy relentlessly, taking Cecily close to the edge and pulling back out again. He turned off the vibe, leaving her staring down at the carpet, completely bereft.
“But… Oh, Neil!” Cecily wriggled against his lap, her erect clit pulsing between her legs and her molten core longing for release.
Neil smoothed her hair from her face and wiped a tear that slid from her eye.
“That's how I felt looking at those pictures. I wanted to bury my cock inside of you and I couldn't. I haven't seen you much at all with this new job, let alone been able to do anything about the raging lust giving me a boner big enough to buy out the vibrator counter just so I'd have a bag big enough to walk out of the store without disgracing myself.”
“I'll make it up to you.” Cecily started to move, but Neil stilled her.
“Wait. I have an idea.” Neil kissed her on the top of her head. “Come on. Let's go in the living room.” He helped her up and eased off the bed and onto his feet. The walk to the living room was quick, Neil shutting off the lights as he went.
“I want to take you here. Right in front of the tree.”
Cecily grinned, desire raging through her veins. “What about Lulu?”
“Look, she's on the chair asleep.”
“Mmmm.” Cecily turned her gaze to the twinkling holiday lights and knelt down on the carpet.
Neil slid behind her and she heard the sound of a zipper.
“I can't wait.”
“Neither can I. Take me.”
The tip of Neil's cock teased her entrance. Suddenly he was in, thrusting balls deep. With a groan, he slid his hands down her sides. With one hand he grasped her hip, the other her clit.
“If you don't fuck me now I'm going to die,” Cecily whispered, grinding herself against the root of him. “I need you.”
A lot of people ask me why I do short fiction. It's a fun escape into another world and it lasts long enough to break the cycle of everyday but still feel like you've read something fun and worthwhile. The Romance on the Go line is exactly that. Tight stories that explore erotic romance with flair and in this case, some tinsel and a whole lot of naughty. 

Happy reading and I hope you and yours have a wonderful holiday season.




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Title: Holidays in Hell (Demons in Darkness Series #1)
Publisher: Etopia Press
Pages: 64
Tags: bdsm, bondage, demons, dom, domination, erotic fantasy, erotic romance, erzabet bishop, holidays, incubus, kink, paranormal erotic romance, paranormal romance, redemption, sub, submission, succubus, wax play

Blurb:
This year Christmas just got a little hotter.
Deck the halls with all things kinky. Jonas is an incubus with an incurable lust for women, gingerbread, and holiday lights. He needs one more soul to meet his quota. Amid the baubles and frivolity of the Winter Carnival, he meets Holly Pendleton—a woman with emerald green eyes and a body built for sin—and marks her as the final soul to end his contract. But now Jonas faces a heart-wrenching decision: take what he needs to feed his hunger, or sacrifice himself for the woman who has lit his own demonic soul on fire. Tied up with red ribbons, Holly just might be Jonas's deepest Christmas wish and the one woman who could set him free.
Holly Pendleton is still recovering from the death of her husband and Dom. The holidays are especially lonely until a dark stranger walks in the door to Harlowe's Bookery and Christmas Shoppe. The man's enigmatic gaze holds her and ignites her body and her mind. When Holly accepts a job to decorate the sexy client's apartment, she unknowingly steps into an age-old battle between the forces of darkness. Jonas Corsair is a man who makes her blood run hot and her dreams even hotter. But will she survive his hold on her soul?

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Excerpt:

Holly Pendleton balanced a pile of books in her arms and made her way out of the stockroom. She glanced over at her boss and best friend, Gracie Harlowe, at the register and smiled. She enjoyed the busy throng of people at the winter carnival and usually looked forward to it. She had worked other retail jobs in the historic downtown shopping district, but working here was a dream come true. When Gracie had called her up three months ago and offered her the assistant manager’s job, she had taken it and hadn’t looked back.
Teetering on the edge of depression for months after watching her husband die of cancer, Holly was having a hard time finding the holiday spirit this year.
Derek had only been thirty-four, she thought bitterly. They’d been married for nine years, but she had known him since she was a geeky freshman in high school. The hole was too big to fill, and it left her feeling empty.
Still, she was grateful to Gracie for kicking her in the pants and getting her out of bed and back into the world again. Just in time for the holidays too. It was a special time that she and Derek had always shared. He would have wanted her to be happy.
She laid the stack of Christmas cookie books on a festive table near the window display and straightened the array of titles. Her gaze wandered to the small kitchen at the back of the store, and she made a mental note to grab some more cookies to refill the party trays on the dessert table.
“Holly!” Gracie waved her arms. “Can you grab me another stack of Fifty Shades of Grey?”
She glanced at the display where the books were and found they were down to one copy. Not good. Sales had started to slow down, but erotica had been steadily increasing over the past few months. It made her laugh to see the smut novels near the holiday displays, but it made the customers happy, so who was she to quibble? Besides, she loved reading them herself.
“I’ll get them!” Holly wound her way back into the stockroom and yanked a box off the overstock shelves. She grabbed a box cutter, deftly opened the box and placed the books on a cart, adding some of the second, third, and the new fourth book in the series, as they were getting a little on the low side too.
Erotic romance books were one of the few things she let herself enjoy these days, and she had several customers who came back to ask her about the latest and greatest. It was a fantasy land that took her beyond the walls of hospitals and now, the silence of the apartment at night. Reading was safe. She never even considered dating again. That part of her life was over.
Holly shook off the melancholy and hoofed it back onto the shop floor. Stacking the books onto the table, she arranged them in orderly piles of gray covers with erotic masks, ties, and handcuffs. She passed the romance section and gathered up some of her favorites to restock her promo shelf at the storefront. Cherise Sinclair, Kallypso Masters, Jasmine Haynes, Red Phoenix, Rachel Kramer Bussel…she loved them all. There were so many great writers that had made bondage erotica take off. Fifty Shades may have gotten the public reading again, but she had been a fan for years. Now the movie had come out for the famous books, and she wondered how it compared.
Smiling wistfully, she caressed the covers and wished her husband were still with her. She missed his firm hand and their power exchanges. He had been more than just her husband. He had been her Dom. Losing him had been the collapse of her entire world. If it hadn’t been for these books and Gracie, she would still be huddled in a miserable ball, crying her eyes out and wondering why he had to die. He was so young, and they hadn’t had much time.
“Can you help ring for a second?” Gracie called out and made a quick jaunt to the restroom in the back of the store.
Holly moved behind the counter and smiled as a woman arrived in front of her to check out. It was a unique store, and she loved being here. Gracie had crafted a special place for book lovers, and every holiday she spruced it up beautifully. Even when she wasn’t working here, Holly loved to come and check out the newest selections and pick up a couple of items for the house. Halloween, Christmas, or whatever was happening, Gracie always seemed to have the perfect balance of home décor and books to dive into, whether it was a cozy mystery or a pulse-pounding thriller. In the early days, it had just been decoration, but now she had expanded the business to selling the trees and offering to spruce up clients’ homes. The shop was every bit as special as Gracie, and it had, over the years, become Holly’s second home, even before she started working there.
Decorating clients’ businesses and homes and working behind the shop counter kept her busy. Putting up a tree gave her joy, and she saw how other lives were touched by a few twinkle lights and some tinsel. She’d done some decorations for the folks in the cancer ward, and this was a natural transition. If she could bring happiness by hanging a wreath or by delivering an order of books to a shut-in woman, then she was pleased to do it. It took her mind off the loneliness and gave her a purpose. This time of year especially.
The front door opened with a blast of snowy air, and an imposing thirty-something man sporting a thigh-length leather coat blew in. His chiseled features and mass of dark hair made her catch her breath and falter in her task of ringing up the woman in front of her. The black sweater he wore under his coat looked striking against the dark blue of his eyes. The gray slacks draped over his frame, his black boots befitting the weather outside. He said nothing to her, his gaze captivated by the display of holiday decorations.
How odd.
He reminded her of one of the Doms in her collection of books. Heat spiked through parts of her she’d thought were as dead as her husband. She wondered how it would feel to unwrap that package.
Blushing, Holly turned back to the customer in front of her. Good grief, she hoped he hadn’t noticed her staring.
Holly finished ringing the books up and slipped them into a bag. She tossed in a candy cane with a card offering their holiday decorating services attached. “Here you go. Have a wonderful day.”
The woman waved good-bye and shuffled out the door into the snow. Looking anywhere but at the enigmatic man in front of her, Holly fought the sensation of butterflies fluttering in her stomach. He was incredible. The way his well-built form filled the space made her eyes automatically seek him out. Warmth stirred in her lower belly, and she nibbled on her lip.
“Hello. Welcome to Harlowe’s.” She fiddled with the hem of her sweater and felt a surge of heat rush up the sides of her face.
Ugh. How lame was she to just blurt that out?
The man raised an eyebrow, a dark and sensual smile sliding over his features. “Thank you.” His voice melted over her like chocolate, and she shivered.
Holly turned away and busied herself with stuffing bags with holiday activity lists. What kind of horrible woman was she to even be reacting to another man just a year after her husband’s passing? Lusting after the man in gray. Her lips thinned. No. She wasn’t ready for those feelings. Especially not from a stranger she had seen for all of thirty seconds.
She sneaked a glance at him while she straightened gift bags. He walked up to the Christmas tree in the front window and stroked its branches. Fingering the ornaments, he explored their small holiday store with a reverence that reminded her of a priest in church. Men usually didn’t bother with Christmas tree ornaments, but he was enraptured. It was mystifying.
A flush crept across Holly’s face. Stirrings of longing zapped through her body as she wondered if this dark-haired stranger knew his way around a flogger. Sighing deeply, she knelt down to pick up a bag that had fallen off the counter while she worked.
“Time for a cold shower tonight,” Holly mumbled. Sensing someone in front of the register, she stood.
“Hi. Did you need help finding anything…?” The very source of her temptation stood right in front of her. Oh God. She wanted to reach right across the counter and run her tongue over those amazing lips.


Holidays in Hell is the beginning to my new series, Demons in Darkness. The next two books will be released in 2016.



Erzabet Bishop is a bestselling and award winning author who loves to write naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Dinner Date, Crave, The Science of Lust, Wicked for You, Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Sigil Fire, Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions: The Erzabet Bishop Collection, Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation Resorts: Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many anthologies. Erzabet has been a finalist in the GCLS awards for 2014 and 2015, winning the Goldie for her spot in two anthologies. She has been nominated for the 2016 Golden Flogger Award for Crave. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies. When she isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books.
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Thursday 24 December 2015



Title: Trusting Stone
Author: Alexa Sinclaire
Series: Trust Series 1
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Release Date: November 19th, 2015
Genre: M/F Erotic Romance Novel
Content: some anal play

Blurb
Eden Walker used to be a good girl. She followed the rules, obeyed her parents, and reaped the benefits. Until the night one wrong step showed her that all that glitters is not gold. Now she’s starting over, trying to do things on her own terms and find the passion she’s only dreamt about.

Sebastian Stone never expected to find love. His past is too painful for him to imagine letting someone in enough to love. He’s happy focusing on his security company and he’s happy with his one-night-stands. Until he bumps into Eden, a blast from his past.
Sebastian makes Eden realize she’s still scared to follow the passion she knows is missing from her life. Eden is the woman for him, but can Sebastian convince Eden to follow her dreams all the way through? Or will circumstances beyond her control pull them apart?

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About Alexa Sinclaire
Alexa Sinclaire writes erotic romance: the hotter the better. Originally from the East Coast, she now lives in England with her very own Alpha male British husband.


Excerpt
The car shifted into motion and Sebastian pressed a button, raising the privacy screen between the driver and the backseat. Eden’s debutante training was beginning to kick in and she started to speak.
“I don’t know how to thank…” But before she could finish the sentence, he was on her.
Sebastian’s lips pressed against hers with a gentleness that didn’t seem to match the cool blue eyes that had been watching her moments ago. His hands caressed her hair and Eden found herself responding. She kissed back, opening her mouth to let his tongue gently sweep in. That act of acceptance acted like a trigger and Sebastian’s soft kiss turned ferocious. His hands gripped her hair, angling her head as his mouth assaulted hers. But she responded in turn and her hands reached to grasp his forearms, pulling him into her even more.
With one hand still lost in her hair, his right hand started moving, sliding down her neck, traveling over the smooth black silk of her dress until it cupped her breast. Eden moaned in surprise and desire. She should have been afraid, but she wasn’t. For the first time in years, she wanted this, wanted this man who she barely knew caressing her, touching her, turning her on. She pushed forward with her body, signaling to him that he had permission, wanting him to do more, giving herself to him. She could feel herself getting wet and she sucked in air as his mouth broke away from their embrace and moved down her face, kissing her neck and exposed skin along her shoulder.
The electricity she had felt in the hall when he had simply grazed her shoulder with his fingers was now magnified as his lips and tongue danced across her skin, and her body felt like it was on fire. His touch seemed to ignite and yet quench the flames that shot through her. His hand moved from her breast, sweeping down her waist, cupping her ass and pulling her even closer. She moaned into his hair as his mouth continued to caress and nuzzle her neckline. She was lost in his touch and his scent, her senses overwhelmed.
Suddenly, he pulled away and Eden tried to regain her composure, gasping for air, smoothing her dress as he leaned across her to open the door. She hadn’t even realized they had stopped. How long had they been driving? It had felt like only seconds.