Thank you so much for having me on your blog today with my new release. Christmas with his Best Friend.
This was one of those stories that practically wrote itself, once I started writing. I love the friends to lovers trope, myself, and I knew I would have to expand on the flash I wrote on my blog. This one to be precise.
Just imagine walking in on your best friend pleasuring himself to a picture of you? What would you do?
Emma has a whole set of conflicting emotions to deal with when this happens to her. Not least because she has been secretively fantasising about her best friend too.
Dare they take that leap into the unknown?
You'll have to read the book to find out.
They’ve been friends for twenty years until … this Christmas.
How do you tell a sweet, naïve, and clearly vanilla girl that you like to tie women up and torture them for mutual enjoyment in your spare time? Josh Mackenzie has no idea, but when his best friend Emma walks in on him pleasuring himself, everything changes.
For Emma, coming face to face with her secret longings is mind-blowing. It’s one thing to fantasize about your best friend, but dare she take that leap into the unknown? Will it not ruin their friendship, and is—what would undoubtedly be awesome—sex worth risking that?
While Josh shares her fears, she is all he’s ever wanted in a woman, and he’s determined to show her that they can have it all. This woman is his to mark, cherish, and love forever, and he’ll prove it to her, one spank at a time.
Be Warned: BDSM, spanking
Christmas with his Best Friend released December 7th and is available from
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Ready for a hawt excerpt?
Now that the moment was here Josh was lost for words. With his sweet little Em in his arms, her hazel eyes looking up him with so much trust … fuck it. What was he doing here? Instead of answering her, he pulled away, slid his hands in her hair and tucked at the pins holding it up. The dark blonde mass of silky curls fell in soft waves around her face, and he twirled one strand around his index finger.
“Josh? What are we doing here?” Her whispered question shot straight to his cock, and not trusting his voice to fucking work, he decided to show her instead. A soft gasp escaped her when he picked her up, set her on the kitchen counter, and pulling her legs apart stepped right between them. The action made her pencil skirt ride up, exposing the top of her stockings, and Josh groaned under his breath. He let his digits linger, half expecting her to slap them away, but when she opened her legs wider, he tore his gaze away from her pale flesh to check out her expression. Head down, she seemed mesmerized by the sight of his tanned hands against her skin, and the sweet scent of aroused woman filled his nostrils when he ran his hands slowly up her inner thighs. He could almost feel the heat of her cunt before her whisper stopped him.
Leaving one of his hands where it was, he tipped her chin up with his index finger, satisfied beyond relief to see the same need he felt reflected back at him in her eyes. The hazel orbs had darkened to almost black, and when she licked her lips in a nervous gesture, his gaze followed the movements of her little pink tongue. Visions of her on her knees, with that sweet mouth wrapped around his dick, as he shot his jizz down her slender throat, made his cock jerk against the zipper of his jeans. He growled low in his throat at the thought of marking her thus, and her expressive eyes widened. Her breathing sped up even more, making her tits strain against the sensible blouse she wore for work. With the two top buttons undone, the third was threatening to give way under the rapid movement, giving him tantalizing glimpses of the soft swell of her breasts. Josh couldn’t help it. His self-control and good intentions went out of the window at her untutored responses to him, and he trailed his finger lower down the soft skin of her neck, over her collarbone and lower still, until he reached that tiny ivory button.
“I want you, little one.”
His voice dropped to the one he used in a scene without any conscious effort on his part, and when he flicked that button open, Emma’s sweet moan of surrender was music to his ears. Watching her closely for her reaction, he flicked the next button and so forth, until the sides of her blouse fell open, exposing her amazing rack. The lacy, mauve bra left little to the imagination. Josh continued his one fingered exploration, and they both groaned when he circled her nipples. Clearly visible through the lace, the little pink nubs hardened under his gentle ministrations, and Em’s breathing kicked up another notch.
Josh trailed his finger lower, over the soft swell of her abdomen, which caused her to suck in her belly, and he smiled at her action.
“Have I ever told you how much I love your curves, little one?”
Her surprised jerk and strangled half laugh told him he hadn’t, and Josh inwardly kicked himself.
“Since when? You have seen your girlfriends, right?”
There was a wealth of bitterness in those few words compounded by her hasty grab for her blouse. She pulled the ends closed and wrapped her arms around herself in a defensive move that tore at his heartstrings. The Dom in him wanted to order her to strip, to take her over his knee and paddle that luscious ass of hers for disrespecting her body shape like that, and making assumptions about him to boot, but he hadn’t earned that right yet.
So, instead of acting on that impulse, which pushed adrenaline through his veins, he did the next best thing. Stepped away, crossed his own arms over his chest and gave her his best don’t-talk-such-crap-subbie stare.
It didn’t take long before she caved in. Uncertainty crossed her features, followed by confusion, and when she dropped her gaze to his chest, he finally spoke.
“Let’s get one thing straight here, my sweet little Em, I do, indeed love your curves. In fact seeing you waltz out of here in those damn tight pencil skirts you wear for work has me so fucking hard I have to jerk off the minute you leave.”
Clearly startled by that revelation, Emma jerked her head up, opened her mouth to say something, but one look at his expression seemed to change her mind. The Dom in him almost roared when she dropped her gaze—to his chin this time—and kept it there. His girl was a natural, responding to him without even realizing what she was doing, and wasn’t that the biggest turn-on yet.
“Next, I don’t do girlfriends.” That brought her head up again, albeit briefly, and he smiled at her sharp intake of breath, and the confusion written all over her face. “I haven’t done for a long time, ever since I realized I was in love with my best friend.”
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, Time Travel, 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.
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Today I welcome Shari Elder to the blog to talk about her new release, Race to Redemption with Evernight Publishing which have downloaded to my Kindle and plan to read on my holiday in Bali!! (by the time you read this I will be in Bali :))
So read on to find out more about Shari's writing journey and process and also a peek inside Race to Redemption.
Hi Shari and welcome to the blog! First congratulations on the release of Race to Redemption! Can you tell the reader a little more about what you write?
I write science fiction, fantasy and paranormal romance with a touch of spice. World building is my passion and I can’t resist a happy ending.
Have you always wanted to be a writer?
I have always enjoyed writing and it has been a component of all the jobs I’ve ever had. I’ve also experimented with different kinds of writing on the side, but it never got real until I started writing romance. Whatever the form, writing has continuously been a part of my life.
How did you go about getting your first book published? What did that journey look like?
I don’t think my story is anything extraordinary or unusual. After a year of writing, I had two drafts books done. I pitched one at an on-line pitch hosted by one of the writing groups I belonged to it. An editor asked for my story. She rejected it because it was not right for current needs there but there would be a new call coming out several months later. If I did some revisions, she told me she’d be willing to reread it. She did, and my first contract came from that.
Describe your writing environment?
I write in silence (no music, no playlist) usually sitting on the couch with my computer on my knees. I also write on the metro on the way to work.
Are you a plotter or a pantser?
A plotter. I write pretty detailed outlines. Although I may pants the individual chapters.
Where do you get your ideas for your stories?
One of my favourite idea sources is mythology. My book, Shifter Trials, is a modern rewrite of the Atalanta myth. Another font is a line, a job, a goal, an idea I want to play with. Race to Redemption started with an interest in writing about a female competitive racer.
What projects are you working on right now?
I am working on two books. I just finished a draft of Unnatural Allies, a story created in the same world as Shifter Trials, my first book with Evernight Publishers. I am about a quarter completed with the Scent of Memory, which is book #2 from the Green Rising series.
What actor/actress would you like to see playing your characters?
For Race to Redemption, Chris Hemsworth for Erik and Anne Hathaway for Elaina.
What genres do you like to read? Who are your favourite authors?
I read all over the place. Romance, science fiction, fantasy, mystery, literary stuff, some suspense. I don’t have favourite authors, just favourite books. The number one winner is Italo Calvino, “If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller.” It is written in an experimental style, but the book is a love story from an author to his readers.
What do you like to do when you aren’t writing?
Hang out with my kid, read, watch movies and walk the dog.
What does your family think about you writing?
Truthfully, they don’t think about it much. It’s my little hobby.
What is the most surprising thing you’ve learned on your writing journey?
How many books are published annually. If I think too hard about that, I would get overwhelmed and stop writing.
Where can we get a hold of your books?
All Romance here
What suggestions would you give for aspiring authors?
1) Grit, grit and grit. Many writers write on and off, don’t finish or don’t submit. Writers who publish are stubborn, tenacious and uncompromisingly persistent with their writing. They stick to it but can also come to completion with their work. In truth, a book is never finished, we as authors just decide to finish them.
2)Make your own rules. It’s really easy to get up in other people’s rules (e.g. word count, writing habits). Good authors find habits that work for them and their lives. I write slowly, and have to sneak my writing into those moments in between the rest of my life. I can’t do 1,000 words a day, but I do write every day for half an hour in the wee hours of the morning before the household wakes up and the sun rises. That’s what works for me.
Where can we find you on social media? Events?
Thanks for having me.
Race to Redemption Blurb
A woman who lost everything.
Intergalactic storm racing champion Elaina Carteret had it all – fame, wealth, men – until a horrific accident took it away. To get it back, she agrees to pose as Lainie Carter, medical transport pilot and corporate spy. Her risk-taking attitude infuriates Dr. Erik Johansen, who runs the outpost with an iron hand, a permanent scowl and the tightest bod on the planet.
A man desperate for redemption.
Unable to forgive himself for a past tragedy, Erik works himself into an early grave. He has no patience for the insubordinate Lainie Carter, who can’t take an order, disrupts routine and flames his body to ash.
A planet at risk.
When the outpost is attached, they’re thrown together in a race across the desert to stop a deadly biogenetic weapon As a fragile trust blossoms between two damaged hearts, their pasts resurface and threaten their growing bond.
Be warned: anal sex, bondage, menage sex, gender neutral characters.
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