• Crossing the Line,  Sunday Snippets

    Sunday Snippet — CROSSING THE LINE — The Favor

    Thanks for stopping by for this week’s Sunday snippet. Today’s morsel follows last week’s offering from CROSSING THE LINE. Happily married a decade, Derrick has it in his head to give his wife a birthday present she has always fantasized about and will never forget—a threesome.
    I’ve condensed this scene between Derrick and his lifelong best buddy Jeremy to fit the Weekend Writing Warriors eight-sentence rule, but I think you’ll get the gist. The full version is much richer though, and this hot & emotional 50k book is just $2.99, so… 😉

    CtL_cover_SW-quote-at-top“I want to give Hanna something, something I know she’s wanted for a long time.”

    “So what’s the thing—diamonds, a trip to Europe, a puppy?”

    “A threesome.”

    If Jeremy had anything in his mouth, it’d be two tables over now. “Fuck off, seriously?”

    “Seriously,” his buddy said, tapping his index finger the back of his phone where it rested on the table.

    The pictures, Derrick wanting to talk to him about something—no fucking way. “Holy shit, you’re asking me, aren’t you?”


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    Lifelong best friends Derrick and Jeremy met Hanna at a bar ten years ago. Both wanted her—one married her. Now the other man has been invited to join in for one hot weekend.

    Everything would’ve been fine if they’d had their fun that weekend, then gone back to normal. But they didn’t. And when past demons resurface, things will never be the same—for any of them.

  • Crossing the Line,  Sunday Snippets

    Sunday Snippet—CROSSING THE LINE—Sorry for Staring

    Welcome back for another eight-sentence-long Sunday snippet. This week’s morsel is from CROSSING THE LINE, my married-couple ménage and edgiest book to date. Derrick and Hanna have been together a decade, and Derrick wants to give his wife the hottest birthday present ever—a threesome. With his lifelong best friend.
    In this snippet, Derrick has asked Jeremy to meet for a beer after work. Derrick has a plan, and Jeremy has no idea what’s coming…

    COVER_forweb_1“Holy shit.” Jeremy knew he should look away, that Derrick probably meant to show him a picture of Hanna in a dress or maybe a bikini, but he couldn’t tear his eyes from the phone. Hanna looked up at him from the screen, a sex-kitten smile on her lips as she peeked over her shoulder. But it wasn’t only her pretty face holding him captive—hell no.

    Her ass was front and center, a tiny pink thong barely covering the essentials as she posed doggy-style for the camera—and her husband. “She’s gorgeous, but I think you pulled up the wrong picture.” Mercifully, the phone disappeared into Derrick’s palm. “Sorry for staring.”


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    Lifelong best friends Derrick and Jeremy met Hanna at a bar ten years ago. Both wanted her—one married her. Now the other man has been invited to join in for one hot weekend.

    Everything would’ve been fine if they’d had their fun that weekend, then gone back to normal. But they didn’t. And when past demons resurface, things will never be the same—for any of them.

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  • Crossing the Line,  Sunday Snippets

    Sunday Snippet—CROSSING THE LINE—Need vs Want

    This week’s Sunday snippet is from the early pages of CROSSING THE LINE, my edgiest book, and one of my favorite stories. Derrick and Hanna have been married eight years, and her birthday is coming up. Derrick has one hell of a gift in mind for the woman he loves…

    COVER_forweb_1“You cue up a video,” her tongue slid along her plump bottom lip, “and I’ll grab a few things from the bedroom.”

    So they could act out a three-way scene, something they both loved doing. “The videos you watch, the stuff we pretend—we can do that if you want. Really do it.”

    A couple of seconds ticked by before it clicked. “No, Derrick, I don’t need that…just you, you’re all I need.”

    Ah, there it was, the importance of a single word. She didn’t need to be with two men at once, but she hadn’t said she didn’t want to be.


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    CROSSING THE LINE

    Lifelong best friends Derrick and Jeremy met Hanna at a bar ten years ago. Both wanted her—one married her. Now the other man has been invited to join in for one hot weekend.

    Everything would’ve been fine if they’d had their fun that weekend, then gone back to normal. But they didn’t. And when past demons resurface, things will never be the same—for any of them.

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  • Icing on the Cake,  Sunday Snippets

    Sunday Snippet — ICING ON THE CAKE — Presumptuous

    Happy Easter to those who celebrate, and thanks for hopping by for another Sunday snippet. If all goes according to plan, I’ll have a new release to share with you in May, so for the month of April, I’m going to post from a variety of my backlist books for my contribution to the Weekend Writing Warriors.

    This week’s snippet is from ICING ON THE CAKE. In this scene, Curtis and Sara are navigating the waters of their siblings’ wedding reception, and their budding…relationship?

    Icing on the CakeCurtis’s big, hard body pressed against Sara’s back as he turned her away from his sister—and trouble. “Lindsay’s had one too many glasses of wine; be a good girl and walk away.”

    “Now you want me to be good? I thought you wanted me to be very, very bad.”

    “Oh, I do,” his mouth brushed the shell of her ear, “and you will be—later.”

    “Pretty presumptuous, lawman.”

    “Part of why you like me.”

    “Also presumptuous—I never said I like you.”


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    Nia and Conn’s wedding will be fairytale perfect…if their siblings can get along.

    Free-spirited, anti-establishment Sara has always been on the outside of her family’s fairytale mold. Now she’s being forced smack into the middle of it at her sister Nia’s wedding. Alongside the cocky and annoyingly sexy best man—Conn’s cop brother.

    Curtis doesn’t buy in to organized romance and fairytales. But for his brother, he’ll throw on a tux and fake it for a few hours. His flak vest would have been a better choice around the maid of honor. He should have brought his handcuffs too, because somebody needs to restrain the dark-haired spitfire—and he’s just the man for the job.

    One night to indulge the spark between them, then goodbye—that was the agreement. Curtis isn’t looking for a relationship and he sure doesn’t want a troublemaker for a girlfriend. The last thing Sara needs in her daily life is a cop looking over her shoulder, no matter how hot he is.

    But giving in to their chemistry is much more fun than giving it up…

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  • Cup of Sugar,  Sunday Snippets

    Sunday Snippet — CUP OF SUGAR — Getting Educated

    It’s Sunday snippet time, and Conn and Nia are steaming up that roadside motel room they’ve been forced to share.

    Cup of Sugar by Karla DoyleEyes locked with hers, he stroked her—lightly, firmly, circling, rubbing. Dipping inside, one finger, then two, then none as he focused his ministrations on her clit again. Making her crazy.

    “Stop teasing,” she whispered.

    “Not teasing.” A naughty smile curled his lips. “Learning. Then I’ll have you at my mercy.”


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    Nia has one rule—don’t date neighbors. Simple, except the guy next door is single, handsome, and not inclined to close his blinds while naked. When her car dies, Conn takes “being neighborly” to a new level by offering a ride to her long-distance destination. Nia has resisted his looks and charm for months. Surely she can handle a few hours in his truck…

    For months, Conn has blatantly put himself on display, hoping his pretty blonde neighbor would tire of secretly watching and come knock on his door for a cup of sugar—or more. No such luck—until an unusual opportunity arises. After a six-hour drive turns into a sweet-and-sexy weekend, Conn wants more than neighborly status with Nia. To get it, he must convince her to break the rule protecting her heart—by putting his on the line.

  • Cup of Sugar,  Sunday Snippets

    Sunday Snippet—CUP OF SUGAR—Want Some?

    Sunday, fun day. Time for another eight-sentence snippet from CUP OF SUGAR, part of the Weekend Writing Warriors meme. Conn and Nia are still stuck in the little motel room with only one bed. The TV’s on and they’re into the snacks. TV & snacking should be an innocent way to pass the time, right? 😉

    Cup of Sugar by Karla DoyleShe popped the first pretzel piece into her mouth and closed her eyes. Her lips moved in a circular motion and her cheeks hollowed, then she moaned. The woman looked and sounded as if she was on the verge of an orgasm—from pretzels.

    Jesus, how would she respond to his face between her legs, or his cock buried deep in her body while he kissed her? He was never going to make it through this night.

    “Want some?” she asked, offering the bag.

    Hell yes, he wanted some. So badly his cock could probably be used as a battering ram.


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    For months, Conn has blatantly put himself on display, hoping his pretty blonde neighbor would tire of secretly watching and come knock on his door for a cup of sugar—or more. No such luck—until an unusual opportunity arises. After a six-hour drive turns into a sweet-and-sexy weekend, Conn wants more than neighborly status with Nia. To get it, he must convince her to break the rule protecting her heart—by putting his on the line.

  • Guest Blogs

    The Goddess’s Curse by Cara Bristol

    It is my absolute pleasure to welcome Cara Bristol back to my blog to celebrate her newest release, The Goddess’s Curse.

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    Sharona women and barbarian Lahon men maintain separate lives until libidinal fever strikes, and the Sharona are forced to mate.

    Stricken by a mysterious terminal illness, Reena, the Sharona queen’s daughter, jumps at the chance to accompany a cousin on her mating journey so she can at least see a Lahon before she dies.

    Garat, leader of the Lahon, has only hatred for the Sharona because of the woman who birthed and killed his son years ago. Now that a massive earthquake has left his people with precious little water, he has the perfect excuse to avenge his son’s death by driving the Sharona from their homeland to take what the Lahon need.

    When he encounters Reena on the mating journey he takes her hostage to force the Sharona to capitulate to his demands, but finds himself drawn to her instead. As his desire rises, lust for revenge wanes.

    But after what he’s done, can he convince her of the evil that lies in the palace in time to save her life?


    Karla:  Congratulations on your newest release! I’ve read snippets from The Goddess’s Curse on your blog and I can’t wait to dive in and enjoy the entire story. Thanks for stopping by to answer some questions about the book.

    The blurb is very intriguing. What were the inspirations that influenced The Goddess’s Curse?

    Cara:  Thank you for having me, Karla. You’re always so gracious about opening your blog! The Goddess’s Curse was inspired by the Amazon women warriors, a mythological race of women who lived separate from men until they needed to procreate. They would raise the daughters who resulted from their liaisons, but kill or give the sons to the men to rear. Another influence is the misogyny that has led to attempts to control or curtail female sexuality. I thought, what if women did have a sexual power that could be used against men? What if men were right to be wary? That power became “libidinal fever” in The Goddess’s Curse.

    Karla: Very interesting premise! You’re known for your very successful Rod & Cane Society and Breeder series. Is The Goddess’s Curse going to be part of a series also?

    Cara: I plan for it to be a trilogy, which I’m calling the Heartmates series. I’m a pantser so I won’t commit to a certain direction, but I think I’m going to focus on the same hero and heroine in all three books—unlike Rod and Cane and Breeder, in which each book has a different H/h. I did “seed” The Goddess’s Curse so I could write about other couples, however, think those relationships will be subplots.

    Karla:  How is The Goddess’s Curse and the Heartmates series different from your Breeder sci-fi romance trilogy?

    Cara: It is the reverse! The background for Breeder was a male dominated culture/planet where women had little power or value. After writing that, I needed to give women equal time, so in The Goddess’s Curse, women are in charge! However, the men are still macho, hero types. I wanted to demonstrate feminine power. It’s different from male power, but it’s still effective.

    Karla:  You’re a very busy author. Do you make a schedule of upcoming projects and write to that agenda, or do you have a muse that dictates what book you will write next?

    Cara: I keep a list in my head, but at the start of 2015, I finally wrote a business plan—and then immediately deviated from it when I wrote and published a thesaurus, Naughty Words for Nice Writers. I had that slated for late in the year. I approach writing as a business, but I don’t want to focus so much on goals that I lose the joy of following my muse, which is what drew me to writing in the first place.

    You may not know this, Karla, but you influenced Breeder. I’d been planning to write Reasonable Doubts, Rod and Cane 5, when I got the idea for Breeder. I wasn’t sure if I should pursue RC 5, which had gotten “cold,” or work on the story idea that was burning a hole in head. You advised me to go with the one I felt the most passionate about. So I did, and wrote the Breeder trilogy before Rod and Cane 5. I’m glad I did, because not only did I have the enjoyment of writing the Breeder series, but Reasonable Doubts turned out to be a much better book than I think it would have been if I’d written it earlier.

    Karla:  I didn’t know that! I’m so glad I helped, and that you followed that idea and your muse, because Breeder is an awesome story (and series). It’s great that we can chat online, Cara, but one day, we must meet in person. I know we could talk for hours, plus I have dozens of questions I’d ask you. Before I let you get back to writing, I’ll settle for asking just one more—is there anything else you’d like to tell us about The Goddess’s Curse?

    Cara: Thank you, Karla. Some day we will meet! I love your writing and the humor in your books. I would like to add a couple things about The Goddess’s Curse.  First, it will be available in print besides ebook. I’d planned to release both at the same time, but ran into a glitch, so the paperback will be delayed by a couple of weeks. If readers want to be notified of its release, they should sign up for my newsletter. Lastly, I’m known for writing spanking romance, but there is no spanking in The Goddess’s Curse—nor will there be in any of the other books of the Heartmates series. Spanking is fun to write, but it limits story concepts and plots, and I wanted to branch out. Thank you so much for having me today!

    Karla:  I look forward to the day we meet face-to-face! Thank you so much for being here today, Cara!


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    Cara Bristol continues to evolve, adding new subgenres of erotic romance to her repertoire. She has written spanking romance, contemporary romance, paranormal, and science fiction romance. No matter what the genre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently resides in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.

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    Goddess Reader Drawing!

    If you’re going to read The Goddess’s Curse anyway, why not enter the Goddess Reader Drawing for a $25 Amazon gift card? All you have to do is post a review (good, bad or ugly) on Amazon by March 31, 2015. Then email a link of your review to carabristol50 (at) yahoo (dot ) com. Put “I Read the Goddess!” in the subject line. And you’re entered. The winner will be selected by random drawing and announced on April 6.

    An Excerpt from The Goddess’s Curse by Cara Bristol

    Under a caress of sunlight, Reena floated in the pond, grateful to have escaped the watchful eyes of servants, advisers, and bodyguards. Well, most of them. She cracked an eyelid. Yep. Carinda was still there, keeping a firm grip on her electrical impulse disruptor and a steady gaze on the perimeter. Her bodyguard’s caution and devotion were admirable—but unnecessary. No danger could penetrate the protected grotto.

    Reena rolled over and dove deep. Tiny fish scattered. She touched the sandy bed then swam along the bottom until the need for air forced her upward again. She broke the surface and flung her hair out of her eyes.

    Hip deep in the water, Carinda splashed toward her. “Oh my Goddess. You scared me to death.” The big, burly guard looked like an oversized drowned rodent. Reena would have laughed except for Carinda’s contorted, stricken expression. She didn’t want to scare anybody; she only needed solitude. “You worry unnecessarily. I have been swimming since I was a little girl.”

    I can barely float, Princess,” Carinda replied. “Anything could have happened. I feared you were drowning.”

    “I apologize. I shouldn’t have frightened you. Why don’t you return to the palace and get some dry clothes?”

    Carinda shook her head. “No, I won’t desert you.”

    “You’re not deserting me. You’ll be right back.” Please, give me a moment to myself. No attendants, no servants, no guards. “I’ll be safe. Promise.” She flashed her most beguiling smile.

    “No, Princess.”

    “I am not asking.” Treading water, Reena compressed her lips in frustration. “I command you to return to the palace.”

    Carinda bit her lip then shook her head. “I’m sorry, Princess, the queen’s wishes supersede yours. I have been ordered not to leave you alone, in case…something befalls you.” Her hurt expression turned questioning. “I don’t know how you got out of the palace without anyone seeing you.” She stopped speaking, probably willing Reena to fill the silence with an explanation.

    The bodyguard would have a long wait. The existence of the secret passage would go with Reena to her grave. She hadn’t shared that information with anyone, not even with her cousin Honna, her closest ally.

    Reena lifted her chin, and Carinda conceded the battle. “It was fortunate I spotted you while patrolling the grounds.”

    Unfortunate. Reena refused to feel guilty. “Please go to the palace. I won’t be long.”

    “You are not well.” Carinda held her ground.

    “I’ll stay with her.” Honna stepped from the path onto the beach.

    Having her cousin nearby didn’t qualify as being alone, but Reena much preferred her presence to the guard’s. Despite a seven year age gap, they were best friends, as close as sisters.

    “If anyone can take of me, she can,” Reena argued. She owed her continuing life to her cousin. The Goddess had gifted Honna with a natural talent for the healing arts, which she had honed by intensive training. If not for her, Reena would have already died. Once, she would have become Shara, but her mysterious illness cast doubt she would live long enough to ascend the throne currently held by her mother, Ellynna.

    Carinda waded out of the pool. Dripping and shivering, she planted both feet on the bank.

    “If you catch a chill in those wet clothes, then how will you protect me?” Reena called.

    Carinda’s resolute expression wavered. “What if there are invaders? Barbarians who would catch a woman alone? The Lajon.”

    “At the very center of the palace gardens? Unlikely,” Honna scoffed. “They would have to scale the perimeter wall, neutralize our guards, storm the palace, and then choose the right path to this bathing pool.”

    And if barbarians did achieve the near-impossible and breach their defenses, a lone bodyguard would be no match for them. Pointing that out would cause worrywart Carinda to freak.

    “I suppose you’re right,” she conceded, wrinkles of doubt lining her forehead.

    Reena swam toward shore until her feet could touch the bottom and then stood. Water lapped at her shoulders.

    “Go,” Honna said. “Everything will be fine.”

    “Everything will be fine…” Muwahaha….Famous last words.

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    Sunday Snippet—CUP OF SUGAR—Tight Fit

    This week’s Sunday snippet from CUP OF SUGAR follows hot (and I do mean hot) on the heels of last week’s excerpt. Neighbors who’ve found themselves on a spontaneous New Year’s Eve road trip, Conn and Nia have been forced to spend the night together in a motel room that has only one bed…

    Cup of Sugar by Karla Doyle“I’ll take the couch,” he said, grinning while shrugging out of his coat. 

    She shifted her appraisal from the loveseat in question to Conn, currently bent at the waist, untying his boots. His t-shirt stretched across broad shoulders, the light-gray fabric molding to his body, showcasing every muscular lump and bump of his back before it gave way to a strip of skin above the waist of his jeans. Jeans that went on for days because his legs were so damn long.

    “You’re too big, you’ll never fit.”

    His boot thudded to the floor and he straightened. Returned to full height, he looked down at her with unadulterated mischief. “Have some faith, sweetheart.”

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    For months, Conn has blatantly put himself on display, hoping his pretty blonde neighbor would tire of secretly watching and come knock on his door for a cup of sugar—or more. No such luck—until an unusual opportunity arises. After a six-hour drive turns into a sweet-and-sexy weekend, Conn wants more than neighborly status with Nia. To get it, he must convince her to break the rule protecting her heart—by putting his on the line.

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    Sunday Snippet — CUP OF SUGAR — Sleeping Arrangements

    Welcome back for another Sunday snippet from CUP OF SUGAR. This bite follows right after last week’s offering, when a horrible snow storm forced Conn and Nia to take refuge for the night in a small motel with only one room available.

    Cup of Sugar by Karla DoyleThe bottom dropped out of Nia’s stomach when Conn opened the motel room door. Yes, the “good news” could get worse—there was only one bed.

    “Where are we all going to sleep?” she asked, voicing the million-dollar question.

    Conn made a sharp, clicking noise with his tongue and pointed to the carpet near the dresser. Zeus shook his big, reddish-brown body and sauntered to the spot. The dog stretched to a ridiculous length, then curled into an unbelievably small ball and immediately fell asleep.

    “I hope you’re not expecting that to work on me.”

    “Nope,” he redirected his outstretched arm and made that same clicking noise, “I’m ordering you to the bed.”

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    Nia has one rule—don’t date neighbors. Simple, except the guy next door is single, handsome, and not inclined to close his blinds while naked. When her car dies, Conn takes “being neighborly” to a new level by offering a ride to her long-distance destination. Nia has resisted his looks and charm for months. Surely she can handle a few hours in his truck…

    For months, Conn has blatantly put himself on display, hoping his pretty blonde neighbor would tire of secretly watching and come knock on his door for a cup of sugar—or more. No such luck—until an unusual opportunity arises. After a six-hour drive turns into a sweet-and-sexy weekend, Conn wants more than neighborly status with Nia. To get it, he must convince her to break the rule protecting her heart—by putting his on the line.

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    Sunday Snippet—CUP OF SUGAR—Vacancy

    This week’s Sunday snippet follows shortly after last week’s offering from CUP OF SUGAR. Nia’s hunky neighbor has saved the day (actually, the night) by offering to drive her through a nasty snow storm to reach her long-distance destination. Only the weather has forced them off the roads, to the only refuge they’ve come across in over an hour of treacherous driving. Conn has just returned from the small motel’s office.

    Cup of Sugar by Karla DoyleHe eased back in his seat, grinning as he killed the engine. “The good news is, we chanced upon the only motel in a hundred-kilometer radius before we ran out of gas or landed in a ditch…and it had a vacancy.”

    A vacancy?”

    “Yeah, one room left.” As if cued, the red “Vacancy” sign in the office window flickered to black. He held up a plastic fob with a single key dangling from its ring. “And it’s all ours.”

    She forced a smile while donning her coat—sharing a motel room with Conn was definitely not good news.

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    Nia has one rule—don’t date neighbors. Simple, except the guy next door is single, handsome, and not inclined to close his blinds while naked. When her car dies, Conn takes “being neighborly” to a new level by offering a ride to her long-distance destination. Nia has resisted his looks and charm for months. Surely she can handle a few hours in his truck…

    For months, Conn has blatantly put himself on display, hoping his pretty blonde neighbor would tire of secretly watching and come knock on his door for a cup of sugar—or more. No such luck—until an unusual opportunity arises. After a six-hour drive turns into a sweet-and-sexy weekend, Conn wants more than neighborly status with Nia. To get it, he must convince her to break the rule protecting her heart—by putting his on the line.

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