Exclusive excerpt!

Oct 22, 2021 11:43 am

Hi Lovelies,

Writing news this week - my current WIP is at 22K so I'm about three quarters of the way through with Dating a Demon and this one is so emotional I'm in tears as I write it! I can’t wait to share this one with you.

So, I have a big favour to ask anyone who lives in the US. Dating a Vampire has an amazing 44 reviews over there and I’d really like to make it to 50!

I think I read somewhere that once a book gets to 50 reviews Amazon starts to recommend it, which means more people can enjoy reading about newbie vamp Damon and his cheesy jokes!

If you enjoyed reading Dating a Vampire I would absolutely love if you could leave a review - it doesn’t have to be long. Thank you 🙂

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Thank you so much to everyone who has pre-ordered Dating an Elf - it won't be long before its release date on 9th November and you can read about sassy, curvy elf, Paige, and sexy, polar bear shifter, Ben.

And oh boy, are you in for some warm, fuzzy, Christmassy feels - mixed with a generous helping of saucy naughtiness too, of course ;)

If you can't wait until 9th November, here's an exclusive excerpt for you.

This scene takes place just after elf Paige stumbles into a Santa's grotto and sees a polar bear shifter (Ben) morph into his human form.

The naked shifter dived behind the Christmas tree. Only half hidden, he raked his fingers through his tousled mane, the action drawing her attention to his massive, muscular arm. “Sorry, I heard someone coming and—”

“And your first reaction was to shift?” Paige interrupted, her hands on her hips. “Why? What were you doing? There’s no money back here.”

His jaw tightened. “I’m not here to steal anything.”

“What am I supposed to think then? You still haven’t told me why you’re here.”

“Hell, woman, what are you, the elf police? Give me a chance to explain, would you?”

Not even remotely funny. She pursed her lips.

“I heard someone coming and I freaked out,” he continued.

“Do you always go into full-on polar bear mode when you freak out?”

“No, not usually but I wasn’t thinking straight. I was naked in a Santa’s grotto—still am, by the way.”

He didn’t need to remind her. Much to her annoyance, the pointy tips of her ears warmed. Her cheeks too. For the first time in her life, words escaped her.

“I thought it was a kid coming in, and a bear might look less dodgy than a naked guy. You know, like a soft toy or something?”

“Don’t you think you’re a tad on the large side to be a soft toy?” she commented, instantly regretting her word choice. Yes, he was a big guy, massive actually, from what she’s seen so far with the tree covering certain areas of his anatomy. She had a sudden urge to look downwards, peek through the decorations and foliage and check him out, but she focused on his face instead.

“A statue, then,” he said, his irritation blindingly apparent. “I don’t know, it was a knee-jerk reaction. There’s no harm done since it was you who barged in and not a human child. Stop giving me grief about it. I’m filling in for a friend, so hand me the Santa suit and we can get started.”

Oh. That explains a lot of things.

Paige harrumphed. She wasn’t about to let on how perfectly reasonable his explanation was, or how attractive she found him. “Aren’t you the polar bear with the sore head? I suggest you change your attitude before you don the red suit.” Did she have to mention the Santa suit? It only served to remind her once again that he wasn’t wearing anything behind the tree.

His gaze drifted downwards, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips. “And since you seem to like offering suggestions to me, may I return the favour and suggest you do up your buttons before you give every dad out there an eyeful?”

She looked down, mortified. Two buttons on her elf costume had popped undone, revealing her cleavage. For some reason, she wished she’d put on a lacy bra and not the practical, hold-everything-in-and-squash-those-melons-down bra she’d opted for this morning.

“Of all the bare-faced cheek,” she muttered, hastily fastening the buttons. “Or should I say polar bear-faced?” The comeback failed to mask her embarrassment. Her ears burned like wildfires.

A deep laugh erupted from his chest. “Relax, I didn’t see much. And anyway, you’ve seen my butt, so I’d say that puts you at a distinct advantage.”

Hmm, I saw more than your butt, big boy.

Dating an Elf

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