Please welcome Doris O’Connor, one of my fellow authors at Evernight, with a hot new release.
Doris O’Connor – Bio
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to newborn and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her sexy Alpha heroes and sassy heroines tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps. She writes contemporary, erotic and paranormal romance.
German born, Doris now resides in the middle of a busy town in Bedfordshire/England and dreams of a nice big house by the sea, with plenty of space to run kids and dogs and let her imagination soar.
Thanks Lorraine and Hi, great to be here!
What first decided you on writing?
I have always spun stories from as far back as I can remember and I did a lot of writing when I was a teenager. As an adult, life intervened until a friend told me about the Mills & Boon New Voices competition back in September 2010. I entered on the spur of the moment. I literally wrote my first chapter in a day and pressed send. Not something I would recommend you do, lol. Naturally I didn’t get anywhere, but I was determined to finish that ms, so I did. NaNoWriMo followed and I haven’t stopped writing since.
It’s what I like to read and what the voices in my head tell me. Makes me sound like a complete loon, but really they do. 😉 I have little choice over what I write and I have long since stopped arguing with my characters. They always win!
Where do the ideas come from? (Okay, with 9 kids, I can see where you’ve had plenty of experience to draw on for the erotic bits, but the rest?)
LOL! I knew the kids would get in there somewhere! Ideas mostly come to me in my sleep. I have dreamt entire scenes before now. Or I wake up with an idea in my head. Sometimes it’s something I have read or seen on the telly. It could literally be anything, a snippet of an overheard conversation, a look, an open lift. I’ve always had an overactive imagination.
What comes first, names of H/h, location or plot?
Look above. It tends to be an idea. Sometimes the H/h pop into my head fully formed with their entire backstory, though that’s rare.
Are you a plotter or pantser?
A panster through and through. I never know what’s going to happen when I sit down to write and my characters always surprise me. The amount of times I have sat there and shook my head. “Oh, we’re going there then, are we? Really?”
When do you find the time to write? What is your typical writing day/night?
There isn’t a typical day in this house! I have to fit it round so many things, writing tends to get done whenever I get a few spare minutes. The bulk of my writing is done in the evenings when the children are asleep. Thankfully, I’m a night owl and can function on very little sleep. The weekend is another time to write. Hubby keeps the kids occupied and I disappear into my writing cave, aka my bedroom.
Though if I’m in the middle of a scene or towards the end of a ms and the characters are talking, then nothing stops me from writing. I have been known to write when I’m cooking and planning out whole scenes in my head whilst on the school run.
Everyone groans when I get ‘that look’ as my hubby calls it. He just rolls his eyes and gets the take out in. I do love that man!
Do you ever have trouble getting into the ‘writing zone’?
Sometimes, in which case I just forget about it and read instead. Always gets my muse fired up again.
My characters ‘speak’ to me as I write their story. Do yours? If so, what’s it like to have vampires breathing down your neck?
Speak? More like demand, argue, bully, nag and, generally speaking, give me a headache, lol. And do not talk to me about vampires! Sheesh, temperamental or what? Lucas, who readers will have met in my Paranormal romance Lure Of The Blood, nagged and nagged until I wrote his story, then promptly went into a sulk, when three domineering bear shifters popped into my head and took over. You will meet them in my upcoming release Goldie And Her Bears. When I finished their story, he completely refused to talk to me and then decided to go walk about. Kinda difficult to write a HEA when the stubborn vamp won’t show up to claim his lady. Yes, I’m looking at you Lucas. You may well grin now. Keep that up and I rewrite the ending, before I submit!
Errr, sorry, forgot where I was there for a minute….
He’s nagging again, see. I need to get on with editing his story, apparently!
If you had to describe yourself, what three words best suit you?
Mum, a bit mad and at times very blonde 😉
If someone else described you, what three words would they use? *evil grin*
Loopy, Loyal and Don’t talk to her first thing in the morning! (Ok, I know that’s more than three words, lol)
Author? Heidi Rice (have yet to read a book of hers I haven’t loved) and numerous others. The list is ever growing!
Book? Gone With The Wind
Car? Porsche 911 (in my dreams)
Desktop or Laptop? Laptop. I don’t even own a desktop anymore
Dessert? Anything with chocolate
Holiday? Somewhere warm
Movie? Pretty Woman
Pen or Pencil? Pen
Penis size? Oops! LOL! My hubby’s 😉 Yes, he made me say that!
Shopping or Baking? Neither. I hate shopping and I need to be in the mood for baking.
Vacation Spot? Not too fussed, as long as it’s got a beach.
Here in Canada, the changing seasons would be a little different than what you’d experience in England? In fact, it’s freezing cold right now. What is your favorite season? Why?
Autumn. I love the colours of Autumn and when we get an Indian summer, even better.
Do you think you’ll try your hand at different genres in the future? If so, which ones?
I would love to write a YA story. One day, maybe.
What pearls of wisdom would you like to impart to aspiring writers?
Never give up. Write and write and write, find your ‘voice’, enjoy what you do and write some more. Find a good critique group, hone your craft. When it comes to submitting, expect rejections. They’re part of the process, take them on the chin and write some more. Apply any feedback you’re given and try again. Oh and write!
Too Hot to Handle recently released through Evernight Publishing. I love the cover!
Yes me too. All I was capable of saying when I got it was WOW!
What prompted you to write this story? How long did it take?
The first draft was written during the madness that was NaNoWriMo 2010. I wrote the whole thing in twenty days, and then promptly wrote book two in the series. Then started book three and ground to a halt. Lol. Other stories took priority and Too Hot To Handle has had several re-writes since that original draft. Everyone a little hotter than the one before that, as my writing evolved into the Erotic genre.
I was tossing ideas about with my eldest daughter one late evening, when I was planning what on earth I could write about for Nano. After much discussion and giggles, we settled on a name for my hero Alex Giovanni. Originally the story was going to be set in Italy and my heroine was going to be an au-pair. Then I sat outside my kid’s school waiting for the fire engine to leave….
I giggled to myself, observing several of the female staff being all flirty and silly and my writer’s brain went Aha! So Alex became a firefighter and my heroine Kitty became a school teacher. Then I thought to myself, let’s make this interesting. What if they have history? What if his mamma doesn’t like her? What if he … Well, you’ll have to read it, lol.
The story took on a life of its own and I fell hopelessly in love with Alex and the whole Giovanni, hence the series.
What characteristics/personality traits make your hero and heroine memorable?
Alex is drop dead gorgeous, of course, yet a real family man. The youngest of five siblings and the only male, he is under considerable pressure to do his ‘duty’. He is honorable, loyal, and very committed to his job. It gets him in hot water with his fiery Mamma. One of his sisters describes him as a big kid, he’s been a bit of a playboy in the past, but what he really wants is a family. He is also very passionate and just the right side of naughty 😉
Kitty is a fiery redhead with the temper to match. Not entirely comfortable with her sexuality, it takes Alex to coax her passionate nature out of her. Kitty is responsible, loyal and always tries to do the right thing. She doesn’t entirely succeed and it drives a wedge between Alex and Kitty when he finds out she’s been hiding something from him. She’s no pushover and sparks fly between these two…and I’m not just talking in the bedroom.
Can you share the blurb?
When firefighter Alex Giovanni returns to his old neighborhood to fulfill family obligations, he is reunited with the woman inhabiting his dreams. The sexy siren ran out on him after one explosive night many years ago. Hiding behind her sensible clothes she portrays the perfect image of Miss Prim and Proper and Alex vows to unlock the passionate woman he remembers. Mixing business with pleasure has never been so much fun.
Kitty Jenkins’ orderly life gets turned upside down when Alex walks into her school. Their passion filled night four years ago has left her with a secret that threatens to tear them apart. Giving into Alex is out of the question, regardless of how much her body craves his touch.
When secrets spill and disaster strikes, can their passion turn into love?
“I wonder.” Kitty’s husky voice made him hard in an instant. “What would happen if I did this?”
She hitched her dress up in slow, seductive movements, undulating her hips ever so slowly, and he swallowed seeing her turn around in slow motion. She kicked off one shoe before bending down in front of him in one sinuous movement. He could just about see the top of her stockings, her pale flesh a direct contrast to the black hold-ups. She picked the discarded shoe up and, straightening, threw it playfully over her shoulder. Alex caught it with a broad grin that grew sinful when her other shoe followed, and she sashayed past him to sit down on the edge of the huge bed.
Shimmying her dress higher still, she proceeded to run one foot ever so slowly up his leg, blazing a trail of awareness, before resting it lightly on the ever-growing bulge in his trousers. Alex groaned at the contact, eliciting a very female smile, and her green eyes darkened. Her own breathing increased, and she ran her tongue over her lips repeatedly. He clenched his fists, imagining those moist lips around his cock. He felt light headed as all his blood shot into his dick, making him hard enough to pound concrete. Fuck it, she was good at this.
“Now what have we here?”
“I would love for you to find out, but you can’t do that from over there.”
Kitty removed her foot with infinite slowness, rubbing it along the entire length of his other leg, leaving that leg, too, on fire. She leaned forward just enough to kiss him lightly on the lips. Before he could deepen the kiss, she giggled and drew away.
“Uhuh. Not so fast. Besides you’re wearing too many clothes still.”
Alex raised his eyebrows at that and chuckled.
“And what are you going to do about that, my green-eyed minx?”
Kitty batted her eyelashes at him playfully. She turned sideways to undo the side zip of her dress.
“Me? Nothing at all. I’m sure a big boy like you can take care of that all by himself.”
She edged away from him a bit more, swaying her hips as she did so.
“Oh dear, this seems to be stuck. Ah no, wait, there we are.” And she dropped the dress off her shoulder. She left the material to slowly glide over her firm, full breasts, spilling over the top of the see-through basque she was wearing, down over her hips until it pooled around her ankles.
Alex, in the middle of shrugging out of his own shirt, growled and propelled himself forward so fast that he almost ran into her in his haste.
Kitty shrieked when Alex grabbed her firmly round the waist and pulled her down on his lap. He imprisoned her there with his arms. His mouth sought hers, and passion exploded between them. She ran her hands over his chest, down towards his tight abs, marveling at the strength underneath all that silky skin, whilst Alex’s hands found the laces on her back. He shifted them both forward on his chair, moving Kitty so that she straddled him completely. His eyes a deep, dark blue, his hands struggled with the laces impatiently until Kitty could hear them snap. She gasped as the cool air hit her fevered skin. She wriggled herself closer, loving the friction between her soft curves and all the hard angles of his torso, and Alex groaned in her mouth, deepening his kisses. It was Kitty’s turn to moan when Alex’s fingers found their way underneath the flimsy G-string she was wearing, before he ripped that, too, and he found her moist folds, aching for his touch. He pushed his fingers into her wet channel in a figure of eight, and Kitty dug her fingernails into his biceps as he scraped along sensitive nerve endings and set her body alive with need.
“There are still too many fucking clothes between us!” With one swift movement Alex tipped them out of his chair and onto the bed, rolling them over in his haste to get closer to her. He landed on top of her and raised himself up on his forearms to study her face. He kissed her nose and groaned when Kitty spread her legs wide, until the hard ridge of his cock dug into her pussy. He thrust into her repeatedly with a wicked gleam in his eyes, and the delicious friction against her clitoris had Kitty push her hips up in time to his thrusts to increase the pressure she needed.
“Jeez, Kitty, you’ll be the death of me. Help a man out here. I want to fuck you properly, and have you coming with my cock buried in side you, not making a mess in my trousers. Besides, how would I explain that stain to the dry cleaners?”
Alex’s voice was hoarse, but his eyes twinkled in amusement; and Kitty giggled.
“Well, if you put it like that, big boy.” His eyes darkened, and he groaned when she pulled down the zipper and palmed his cock. Already pre-cum gathered on its purple tip, aiding her hand’s effortless slide up and down his thick girth as he hardened and swelled further in her grasp. Alex thrust into her hand, his eyes closed, the veins in his neck bulging with the effort it took to hold himself in check as his cock quivered in her fingers. She released his dick and pushed his trousers further down his lean hips. Digging her feet into the bed for leverage she pushed against him and flipped him over until she lay on top of him, her pussy sitting on his taut abdomen. Alex massaged her breasts, and Kitty leaned forward, offering her breasts to him. Alex growled and took one erect nipple into his mouth, the vibrations shooting along her body, and Kitty moaned her approval when Alex bit down. One hand on her other breast, one hand on her hip, he moved her until her pussy slid across his cock, and they both groaned.
Kitty scooted away, and Alex swore as he raised himself up on his elbows.
“Dammit, Kitty, I want you.”
Where can you be found?
Remember folks, Too Hot to Handle is 15% off for the first two weeks through the Evernight website.
Thanks so much for having me here today, Lorraine.
You’re very welcome, Doris. Best of luck.
Doris has agreed to do a giveaway today. Just comment below for your chance to win.