In the Pages of a Good Book is One!

Blog-Invite-300x264In the Pages of a Good Book is celebrating its one year anniversary! Congratulations!

The celebration involves a blog hop around the theme of friendship. So I’m going to share a little snippet from Letters to a War Zone, which is an m/m military erotic romance novella. As the title hints, my characters write to each other, establishing a good friendship long before they even meet in the flesh…

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“Hi,” he said, hoping his voice didn’t really sound as high-pitched as it had seemed to his own ears. “Great to see you. Come on in. Do you have any more bags I can get from the car for you?”

“Hi, Bailey. Great to see you, too. And nope, this is it.” He stepped over the threshold and put his case and bag down next to him, then held out his hand.

Bailey closed the door and took Nick’s hand, and they shook heartily. It felt odd, doing something so normal, so innocent as shaking hands, when what Bailey really wanted to do was something much ruder. Nick was even hotter in the flesh than he was in his photograph, and his looks, voice and personality combined were perfection. Then he had to go and wear the damn uniform, didn’t he? He could admit it only to himself, but deep down, part of the reason he’d started the whole pen pal thing in the first place was because he was a fan of men in uniform. And Nick was most definitely a fine example.

“Run out of clean civvies?” he said, before he could stop himself. Why? Why had he drawn attention to the uniform? Idiot.

Nick laughed. “Not quite, but as you can see, I’ve packed light and I wanted to make sure I’ve enough clean clothes for tomorrow and for the holiday. I may have to find a launderette at some point while we’re away.”

“So you’re wearing the uniform all day?” Now his voice definitely had a higher pitch than it should do.

“Yeah, why? Have you got a problem with it?”

“N-no, quite the opposite, actually.”

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I hope you enjoyed that snippet! If you want to check out the rest of the book, go here. And add it to your Goodreads shelves here.

Now check out the fantastic giveaways and enter below, then keep scrolling down to check out the rest of the blogs on the hop!

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

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Top Ten Reasons the #CampusCravings MM Bundle Rocks!

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Hi everyone! We’re the authors of Campus Cravings, a MM bundle. Thanks so much for hosting us during our release week, or, if you’re a reader, for taking the time to read this! We really appreciate it!

 

Top Ten Reasons to Check Out Campus Cravings:

1. College is a time of eye-opening exploration and experimentation, and there’s just something about a Cathia University man…

2. All the stories take place at fictional Cathia University—where not even homework or grading stands in the way of true love.

3. What’s better than one hot man? Two! And what’s better than two? Eighteen! (Nine stories, each with two heroes, yay!)

4. The stories are interrelated, so you’ll see characters from stories appear in others, notice many of the same buildings being used etc. That was a lot of fun for us to write and we hope you enjoy that aspect too!

5. Every story is brand new! That’s over 220k words! Four seasons of academic fun—from the first students arriving in Fall, to winter holidays, to March Madness and Spring Flings, to Summer loving—there’s something for every part of the academic year.

6. Unique pairings—whether you like friends-to-lovers, enemies-to-lovers, reunion romances, May-December pairings, first love, or hot-for-teacher flirtations, you are bound to find some of your favorite tropes! And if that’s not enough, there are hot athletes, sophisticated professors, activist heroes, and lots more!

7. Sports galore—soccer, hockey, basketball, equestrian and more! Join the authors and the characters as we root for the Cathia Cougars!

8. Pranks, parties, and plenty of fun—you really want to find out who dyed the fountain red and who’s at Friday’s Frat party!

9. Fan favorite  m/m romance authors including L.A. Witt, Sara York, Cassandra Carr, Annabeth Albert, Bianca Sommerland, Whitley Gray, Dalton Diaz, Mia Downing, and KyAnn Waters.

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Campus CravingsAn excerpt from The Eloquent Jock…by Cassandra Carr

Brendan’s mouth dropped open. “Want…me?”

“Why is that so hard to believe?” I am so screwed, and not in a good way. A headache began to take hold and he moved his hand to massage harder.

“Look at you,” Brendan waved a hand in Scott’s general direction. “You’re gorgeous, you’re successful, you’re sophisticated. I’m just some confused shmuck who’s never even kissed a guy.”

“Never?” I should not care about this. I need to stop. No good can come of this.

Brendan’s face bloomed red. “No. I’m not the type to walk into some gay bar and pick up a guy. Just the thought of it kinda makes me want to puke.”

“Not everyone is interested in that lifestyle.”

“Are you?” Brendan shook his head. “I’m sorry. I don’t have the right to ask you that. I know I’m making an ass of myself right now, I just don’t know what to do.”

“About what?” Scott dug himself deeper with every word, but he couldn’t stop.

Brendan clenched his fists on the desk, tapping his knuckles. Meanwhile, his right leg bounced and the poor kid looked as if he would self-combust from the red suffusing his face.

After a moment of charged silence, Brendan said, “So, you want me, but can’t have me.”

“Right.”

“Well, you’re the first guy I’ve ever wanted. I’ve known about my sexuality for a while now, but this is the first time I’ve met somebody who actually interested me beyond a casual attraction. And this sucks. I’m distracted; I can’t do my schoolwork; I’m making mistakes on the ice. I can’t have this.”

Scott leaned against the window and asked, “Then what do you want to do?”

Brendan licked his lips and Scott’s treacherous gaze followed the movement. “This.” Before Scott could even react, Brendan had grabbed him and kissed him, sloppily pushing his tongue into Scott’s mouth even as Scott tried to force his muddled brain to catch up with the program. He moaned as Brendan’s strong arms came around his waist, pulling their groins together. For a guy with no experience, the man revved Scott up pretty fucking fast. His dick pushed against Brendan’s sizable erection. Brendan moaned and the back of Scott’s head bounced off the glass behind him as Brendan attacked his mouth with even more vigor.

The pain radiating through his skull brought Scott out of his trance. He shoved Brendan away—shit, the guy had some strength for a man his size—and retreated to the corner of the office. Brendan stood between him and the door or he would’ve bolted that way.

“We can’t do this,” he managed to gasp out. His body had a very different opinion, but Scott ignored his baser needs. Someone had to take charge and stop this madness.

“You said you wanted me.”

Scott blew out a loud breath through his nose. “That doesn’t mean we should do anything about it. In fact, it would be a lot safer for both of us if we didn’t.”

“Because you’re a professor?”

“Well yes, that. And I’m, what, fifteen years older than you?”

“You’re saying I’m just some dumb kid who doesn’t know any better?” Brendan began to turn away, but then spun back. “You responded to me. That might’ve been my first kiss, but I know what happened. You liked it.”

Putting up a hand in a placating gesture, Scott said, “I’m not denying anything, but enjoying a kiss and letting it go on are two different things.”

“I get it.” Scott tried to go on, but Brendan stopped him. “No, I do. I get it. I’m sorry.” Before Scott could stop him, he’d grabbed his bag off the chair he’d dumped it onto earlier, yanked open the door, and slipped through it. As he slammed the door behind him, Scott slumped to the floor.

“That went well, you jackass,” he muttered.

Mid Week Tease: “Then she felt a slight draught on the back of her neck.” #MWTease

MidWeekTease2Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. This week I’m sharing a tease from Timeless Desire, my paranormal erotic romance short story which just went up for pre-order. It’s releasing on 10th September.

Timeless DesireEmily worked in peace for a little while longer. Then she felt a slight draught on the back of her neck. Carefully placing down the book she was working on and fidgeting in the chair, she moved her head from side to side and up and down, as if to erase the odd feeling. She forgot it almost instantly, until a few seconds later, it came again. It felt as though someone was blowing on the back of her neck. Emily shivered, both at the sensation and the creepy thought that had entered her mind. Goosebumps crept over her entire body, and the third movement of air made her jump up out of the chair and spin round to face the source of the mysterious draught.

There was nothing there. Emily rolled her eyes. Why on earth was she getting like this? She’d worked in dozens of rooms like this, perfectly alone, and not once had she freaked out. Why now?

You can get your copy of Timeless Desire here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/timeless-desire/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22911436-timeless-desire

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!



New Release – Once Dance With A Vampire by Cornelia Amiri

One Dance with a VampireHave you ever danced with a vampire? Angus does in my new release the fourth book of the Dancing Vampire series, One Dance With A Vampire. The vampires in my Dancing Vampire series with Ellora’s Cave, really aren’t vampires at all. Dancing Vampires is another name for the baobhan sith (bah von shee) – vampirc fey from the Scottish highlands. If you like vampires you’ll love the series but it’s also for those who like dark fey or hot Scottish highlanders.

The baobhan sith roam the highlands in packs and all of them are women, no men. Voluptuous and enticing, these beauties always wear green gowns. Also, they have talons. No fangs. Like other vampires, they drink human blood and fry in the sunlight. http://www.pinterest.com/corneliaamiri/dancing-vampires-my-serries-with-elloras-cave/

For a modern take on the baobhan sith, enter Ellora’s cave hill to visit these dark fey in the Dancing Vampire series: Dance Of The Vampires, Vampire Highland Fling, Ever So Bonnie A Vampire, and One Dance With A Vampire just released Aug 22.  http://www.ellorascave.com/one-dance-with-a-vampire.html

One Dance With A Vampire – Fourth in the Dancing Vampires series.

Sexy Scot Angus is consumed with dreams of the fiery vampiric fey Tearlag. Their dancing steps came to a halt a year ago when they almost killed each other. Angus comes upon the alluring woman again and despite the danger, he has to have one dance with her. Angus’ muscular arms clasp Tearlag tightly as they dance across a field of heather. An insatiable hunger rises in her and it isn’t for his blood.

From different worlds, fey and human, her sisters and his brothers threaten at every turn to keep them apart. 

Excerpt: When her gaze met his, the gleam returned to her eyes and the rosy tint to her cheeks. Warmth lit in him and ignited a flame, burning all his fears, regrets, and sadness away. An intense need flared through him. Pressure coiled in his groin. He leaned closer and brushed his lips against hers. His mouth tingled as he kissed her smooth, warm lips. He twisted his mouth over hers, his lips dancing with hers. His neck muscles stretched as a hot, relaxing energy flowed through him. 

Tearlag tilted her neck back. “My sisters warned me about the kiss of a mortal.” She licked her red lips. “Now I know why.”

“Again.” He tilted his head toward her. 

“No.” Tearlag pulled back. “I think not.” She shook her head. “I have to go.”

Angus watched her hips jiggle and her red hair sway against her back as she strolled across the road and waded through the long grass in the field. 

He followed her. 

When Tearlag reached the pile of ancient stones, he grabbed her hand from behind and twirled her around, pulling her to him.

“Before you go, give me one dance.”

She held up a single finger. “One dance.”

He clung to her sultry skin. Her subtle, sweet scent, floral and smoky, danced in the evening air. Her breasts rubbed against his chest and his breath caught in his throat. His erection swelled and his balls grew tight with tension. Her hips jolted his lower body as they moved in a slow, sensual dance to their own music of want and desire. Tilting his head to her neck, he darted his tongue out and licked her creamy flesh. When he planted kisses on her neck, she shivered. Angus pulled her tighter to him. 

Sliding his mouth from her neck to her hot lips, he massaged them with tugs and twists. As he prodded her lips with the tip of his tongue, she opened her mouth. He thrust his tongue within and tangled it with hers. When she pulled out of the kiss, he left her face flushed. The salty taste of her skin lingered on his tingling tongue. 

Her breasts heaved as she rasped, “Leave a rock loose for tonight.” 

Her soft, breathy tone sent a hot tremor through him. 

Her reddened lips, still wet and swollen from the kiss, turned up at the corners into a sensuous smile, promising more to come.

“I’ll be here at sunset. Waiting.” Ecstatic with hope, he couldn’t breathe. She wanted to see him again.

Tearlag stepped on the cairn, portal to the fey realm, and vanished before his eyes.

“Tomorrow night.” His voice sounded hoarse, even to his own ears. He swallowed hard as he stared at the air above the cairn where Tearlag had stood, and wondered if he’d ever see her again.?

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Contest: Please comment (with your email so I can reach you if you win). I will choose one winner for an epub or mobi ebook of One Dance With A Vampire and a pack of Ellora’s Cave 2004 playing cards – Throwdown Hoedown.

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Drawing on her love of a happy ending, Cornelia Amiri , who also writes as Maeve Alpin, is a mulit-published romance author twenty published books. She is known for her Celtic/paranormal tales and her sci-fi fantasy romances. Cornelia is inspired by her muse, Severus the Cat, who always lounges beside or (when Cornelia’s not looking) on top of her laptop. Cornelia and Severus live in sultry Houston, Texas. http://CelticRomanceQueen.com https://www.facebook.com/CelticRomanceQueen?ref=hl&ref_type=bookmark

An Interview with Charlotte Howard (@shy_tiger)

theblackdoor_tourbuttonI’m delighted to welcome Charlotte Howard to the site as part of her blog tour for The Black Door. She’s telling us all about the book, not to mention Alex O’Loughlin and Kate Beckinsale. Take it away, Charlotte…

 

Tell us about yourself. Both your writing self and your non-writing self. What are your interests and hobbies? Do you have a day job, etc?

I wear a lot of hats! I’m mum to two young children, so spend a lot of time running around after them and their many afterschool activities (recorders, swimming, Brownies…), and I volunteer at our local primary school and for Rainbows (Girl Guiding Association) so with all that and writing, I don’t have a lot of free time. I used to freelance as a pet health care writer, but don’t have the time to write any new articles, so put them up where I can.

When I do get five minutes, I’m reading or watching TV. I’m addicted to my murder-mysteries – Bones, Castle, Murdoch Mysteries, and a few fantasy series like Grimm and Once Upon A Time. We’ve just started watching Game of Thrones as well.

 

Give us the background on your latest release.

The Black Door is a contemporary / light erotic romance – it lies somewhere in between. The story is about Imogen Pearce and her self-discovery. After writing my first novels (Seven Dirty Words and Four Letter Words), a reader mentioned that all heroines seem to be rich, beautiful and young. So I created Imogen – fast approaching 40, recently divorced, and mum to four children aged between 18 months and 19 years old (ish). She has to compete against the younger generation for clients, and has a low opinion of herself. I wrote it to prove that you don’t have to be under the age of 30 to be sexy.

I didn’t do much research for it, since I am a mum over the age of 30 and know what it’s like to look in a mirror and see everything heading south and the spaghetti junction of stretch marks on your stomach, bum, and thighs! I have a lot of friends who are single mums, and I guess they were my inspiration in to how difficult life can be and how much support you need as a single parent – mum or dad.

When I told my friends about the story line, they did suggest we went to a fetish club, for research obviously.  We still haven’t got round to that though…

 

How did you get started with writing? And what was your route to publication like?

I’ve always written poetry and short stories. My first publication was a poem I wrote when I was 10. Four years later, my grandma entered it into a competition and it was published in an anthology. That’s how I got the bug, and my goal was to be a published author.

I wrote my first novella while I was pregnant with my daughter and self-published it in 2010. But it wasn’t great and hadn’t been edited, so I took it out of print as soon as I realised what it takes to be a writer.

As a freelance writer, I made a lot of contacts in the publishing world, and it was through those contacts that I got my first contract for Seven Dirty Words & Four Letter Words. I also joined my local writer’s group, and started attending events such as The Romance Festival in Bedford, and Smut by The Sea in Scarborough. Through these I met other writers and found out about other Indie and small publishers.

I still send manuscripts out to bigger houses, and well-known agents, but I don’t hold my breath. I like working directly with the publishers and editors. I feel I have a lot of control over my books, certainly a lot more than I would have through one of the Big Six.

 

What are you currently working on?

There’s always at least one WIP on my laptop. I’ve just been on holiday to DisneyLand Paris though, so don’t have anything in particular right now. I’d like to work on my next series but need to get back into my writing head first. After four days in the Disney bubble, I need a week to recover!

 

Do you have a particular Muse for your writing? Do any of your characters bear startling resemblances to sexy celebrities or people you admire?

I don’t have a particular Muse as such, but I do have a Pinterest board full of “Delicious Temptations”. I am a big Will Smith fan, but when it comes to my main character’s it’s usually a picture of Alex O’Loughlin (Hawaii Five-0) in my head. I love him so much… Did I actually type that?? Whoops…

 

 

Where do you see yourself in five years? Both writing-wise and non-writing-wise?

A best-selling author with a huge contract (hey, I said I don’t hold my breath, not that I didn’t want a deal with one of the Big Six!). More realistically though, I’d like to be earning enough royalties that my husband can do photography full-time as opposed to part-time and working a full-time job.

Non-writing wise? I’m happy as I am. Although our plan is to buy an old farmhouse that needs renovating.

 

And now for some silly questions…

Muscled or skinny? Muscles please!

Tall or short? Tall – over 6 foot at least.

Boxers or briefs? Boxers

Moustache or beard? Beard. Well… Five o’clock shadow.

Long hair or shaven head? Ooh tricky. Long hair??

Tattoos or piercings? Ink me baby! Love a good tribal tattoo going down the arm, leg or over his back!!

Intelligent or funny? Intelligent. But not too intelligent. I don’t want to look stupid.

Blond, brunette or red head? Brunette or black.

Hottest celebrity (tell us why, if you like)? Panic!!! Too many to list. Alex O’Loughlin for looks and tattoos, Will Smith for making me laugh.

Top same-sex crush (or opposite sex if you already like same-sex!) Kate Beckinsale. No contest. She’s on my list of celebrities I’m allowed to cheat with.

Most disliked celebrity (tell us why, if you like) There’s a couple of comedians I just don’t find funny, and I don’t appreciate slapstick humour, but there’s no one in particular that I dislike.

Favourite food Curry. Chicken Tikka Masala with an action movie.

Favourite book (tell us why, if you like) Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – it’s the one book I can read over and over again, and still laugh out loud to.

Favourite place in the world (tell us why, if you like) St. Lucia. I’ve never been, but it’s supposed to be the most romantic island in the world.

Anything else you’d like to add? Buy my book please? Lol. Thank you for interviewing me 🙂

 

The Black DoorBlurb:

Imogen Pearce is a single mum of four children and fast approaching 40, she works at Ryedale Incorporated where she has to battle a younger and smarter generation to get to where she wants to go. If that means taking on the account of Cherry and Sean Rubin’s adult shop, then she will. But what happens when Imogen discovers the private club that they run at the back? And what happens when she realizes she knows quite a few members?

Buy links:
Tirgearr Publishing
Smashwords
Amazon UK
Amazon US

 

Extract:

Men. All the bloody same.

My mind traced back to the day I had given up on one-sided monogamous relationships.

The children were at school or work, and the sun was beating down. It was a glorious day, and I had decided to go home for lunch, rather than spend it in a stuffy office.

I pulled up outside the house and a fleeting thought passed through my mind when I saw Connor’s car sitting in the driveway. My husband of eighteen years had had the same idea.

I crept into the house, hoping to surprise him. But, it turned out that his idea had involved a slutty bottle-blonde.

I wanted to blame the events that followed on a red mist descending over me. The truth is that in the time it took for my mind to register that some tart was riding my husband in what I later found out was known as reverse cowgirl, my mind had calculated the necessary response.

The skank lost a good handful of bleached hair, roots and all. I allowed her to gather her clothes and watched as she tugged her pants on whilst running out of the house. If nothing else, the neighbours got a good show.

Connor yelled at me. But his words were drowned out by the blood pumping in my ears. I marched back up the stairs and into his little study. Opening the window, I saw Miss Slut stood in the middle of the road, screeching obscenities at me. I looked at the Ferrari in our driveway and smiled.

I think his Xbox enjoyed its first and final flying lesson as it sailed out of the window. The fact that it landed in the bonnet of his prized mid-life crisis proved that Karma does exist.

Connor. Holly.

I made a mental note of the two names at the top of my imaginary hit list.

I blinked and I was back in the boardroom.

 

Charlotte HowardAuthor Bio:

British author Charlotte Howard, was born in Oman and spent much of the first part of her life flitting between Oman, Scotland, and England. Now settled in Somerset, Charlotte lives with her husband, two children, and growing menagerie of pets.

Her career as a writer began at an early age, with a poem being featured in an anthology for the East Midlands. Since then Charlotte has written many short stories and poems, and finally wrote her first full-length piece of fiction in 2010. Her debut novel was published in January 2013.

During what little spare time she has, Charlotte enjoys reading and writing (of course), spending time with her family, and watching action movies whilst eating curry and drinking tea.

www.charlottehowardauthor.co.uk
http://choward2614.wordpress.com
http://facebook.com/charlottehowardauthor
http://twitter.com/Shy_Tiger

 

Thanks again for stopping by. I hope you enjoyed this interview and wish you the best of luck with your latest release. Many sales!

The #usopen Starts Today – And We’re Celebrating! (@cw1985 @lily_harlem) #erotica #romance #sports #tennis

Grand SlamHi everyone,

I’m sure the tennis fans amongst you already know that the US Open starts today. Well, myself, Lily Harlem and our publisher, Ellora’s Cave, are celebrating by teaming together to offer a discount on Grand Slam. Much of the action in Grand Slam surrounds the US Open, so we thought it was the perfect excuse to give you a fantastic deal to kink up your eReaders!

So, if you fancy checking out this BDSM sports romance novel, then head over to the Ellora’s Cave website pronto and bag yourself a 25% discount (ends 8th September). Books from the EC website are available for all popular eReaders and are easy to get onto your device – just follow the instructions on the site.

Here’s a reminder of what the book’s about:

California had seduced me with promises of a new life working at Los Carlos Tennis Academy. What I didn’t expect was the dark, brooding number one seed, Travis Connolly, resisting my help. He wasn’t interested in my psychology skills. Instead his attention was drawn to the edgy, sharper corners of my desires, proving that they existed, setting me challenges and driving me crazy to the point of combustion.

I’m the best tennis player in the world—officially—so why would I need a damn woman full of psychobabble to get me on form? Despite my irritation, however, I can’t resist pushing Marie Sherratt’s buttons even though doing that shows her the darkest shades of my lust, the parts of me I buried deep. So I set her a challenge, one she rises to, one that has me rising too, and before long my game relies on her calling the shots, hitting the target and bending to my will. One thing was certain, being not just master of the court, but also of Marie is seriously good for my soul.

Read an excerpt: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/grand-slam/

Add the book to your Goodreads shelves: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18212109-grand-slam

Happy Reading!

Lucy x