Eager for a taste of the Gothic-Erotic?
Twenty authors have come together to offer you tales of terror and teasing titillation.
Visit this Instafreebie giveaway… if you dare.
**Gothic-Erotic Instafreebie giveaway landing page**
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
Lily Harlem’s newest ménage a trois novel is a hot MMF boxing story set in Eastend London. Like all Lily’s LONDON MENAGE novels it’s fine as a standalone read – it’s just the female characters who are loosely linked – and it is seriously steamy!
Back Cover Information
After battling her demons, Jenny has finally found the courage to stand up for herself and fight for the life she’s always dreamed of.
What she doesn’t expect is to find that as she emerges from her chrysalis, she’s very much caught the attention of two super-sexy, incredibly talented boxers at the club she helps out at. They’re enchanted by her, they’ll do anything for her, and heaven help anyone who tries to hurt her, including her miserly ex, Billy.
But as things heat up, it’s clear Dale and Jackson are no ordinary sparring partners. Beneath their tough exterior and lively banter, they share a softer relationship that’s kept well hidden from the rest of the world. Will Jenny be allowed into that gentle place? Can they make it work when passion and lust hits them all hard? There’s only one thing for it, and that’s to trust love in all of its forms.
Find out more about LONDON MENAGE on Lily Harlem’s website.
*****
Excerpt
After slotting in the last stack of papers in the filing cabinet, Jenny paused with her hands on the cool surface, and blew out a breath. It was time to go home and she’d managed the entire evening without seeing either Dale or Billy. What a relief.
Suddenly she was aware of a presence behind her. Close up. The scent of man enveloped her and heat from a large body burned against her back. “Jenny.”
It was Jackson. She went to turn but he pressed his big gloved hands on the top of the filing cabinet, trapping her within his colossal arms.
“What do you—?”
“Sh.” He pressed his lips against her temple, his stubble scratching her flesh.
Her heart pounded, her pulse thudded in her ears. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. Was he furious about what had happened between her and Dale? Was he going to order her to mind her own business about their relationship, or tell her she was a raving lunatic to suggest they were anything other than straight?
She could hardly think. Being surrounded by his thick, hot muscles, and the feel of his breath on her cheek, down her neck was beyond distracting. Jackson was neat testosterone and it was doing strange things to her female hormones.
“I learned today,” he whispered hotly against the shell of her ear, his lips brushing her flesh, “that you kissed my boyfriend last night.”
She drew in a breath. Had she heard Jackson right? Had he just confessed? Confirmed her suspicions in one heated sentence?
“I’m sorry,” she managed, not knowing what else to say. “For everything. But I’m going home soon and I won’t be back here, at the gym.”
He made a strange growling noise. It wasn’t like anything she’d heard before and it vibrated from his chest onto her back. “We don’t want that.”
“But…” Again she went to turn. Again she was blocked by his solid body. “What do you want?” she managed.
“You, tomorrow night. Dinner.”
“Dinner?” That had been the very last thing she’d expected Jackson to say.
“Yeah, we’ll pick you up at eight.”
She hesitated. “We?”
“Yeah, the three of us are gonna sit down and talk…” he paused, “about this unusual situation we’ve found ourselves in.”
“I don’t understand.”
“That’s why we’re going out.” He pressed his lips to her temple, the section now warmed from his breath. It wasn’t a real kiss, just a press of his mouth but it sent a skitter of little tingles over her scalp.
Jenny balled her fists, and kept her eyes closed. They were going out? All three of them?
As quickly as Jackson had surrounded her, he was gone.
The air seemed to flood her torso, chilling her, but her breaths became easier to catch. She spun in time to see Jackson striding from the room. His vest top had a line of sweat down the gutter of his spine and the ends of his hair were damp and sticking like tiny commas to the nape of his neck.
He’d come into the office, stated what was going to happen and then left. She should be mad. Wasn’t this the new Jenny? Not being told what to do. But how the hell could she refuse the chance to spend an evening with both Dale and Jackson? And what did he mean by ‘unusual situation’?
*****
About Lily Harlem
Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of sexy romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride, Evernight, and Stormy Night Publications. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations.
Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot, Cold Nights, Hot Bodies, Bite Mark and Shared have been blessed with many 5* reviews – all available on Kindle Unlimited.
Check out Lily’s new reverse harem series – The Challenge, which so far consists of Castaways and Tearaways – also on KU.
If you love sporty romance don’t miss Hot Ice a seven novel 5* series about those sexy bad boys of the ice all available on Kindle Unlimited and the first book FREE when you sign up to her newsletter. And also check out Formula One themed novel Accelerated Passion and sexy soccer story Scored.
Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Bestseller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior and you can grab Part One of her MM series Caught on Camera for FREE!
Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes darker plot lines and suspense under the name Harlem Dae – check out That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel ‘every woman should read’ and is available in book stores nationwide. The Sexy as Hell Trilogy, a critically acclaimed boxed set, is available on Amazon and KU.
One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and deliciously sexy. Enjoy!
Visit Lily’s website for more details of her other books or her Amazon Author Page. Subscribe to her newsletter to get a FREE ebook and be the first to hear of new releases, and if you enjoy Facebook hop on over there and say hi!
Hi folks,
I’m delighted to announce another re-release has hit digital shelves. I received the rights back to my sexy, spanking lesbian tale, The Sweetest Revenge, and it’s got an amazing new cover courtesy of Studioenp. I hope you’ll check it out, if you didn’t read it in its previous iteration.
Here’s the blurb:
Abigail’s had a crush on Mackenzie the motorcycle courier for months, but Mackenzie doesn’t even know she exists. Nothing exists for Mackenzie, though, except for her pride and joy—her Ducati Monster.
After an unpleasant encounter, Abigail decides to get her own back on Mackenzie—in the worst possible way. Despite the pleas of her colleagues, Abigail plans to hide Mackenzie’s precious motorbike, and take the haughty so and so down a peg or two.
Naturally, when Mackenzie discovers her bike is gone, there are fireworks. It’s April 1st, so she suspects trickery rather than criminal activity, but that doesn’t mean the person responsible will be getting off lightly…
Grab your copy here:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Amazon AU
Amazon CA
Barnes & Noble
iBooks UK
iBooks US
Kobo
Smashwords
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
What’s reverse harem? Basically it’s having your cake and eating it, one girl, however many hot guys she can handle, no jealousy. Think of it as a tasty little nibble here and there, a few big delicious bites when the mood arises and a whole lot of flirty, steamy fun.
So, with that cleared up here’s a little about erotic romance series THE CHALLENGE by Lily Harlem. It’s a new on-going contemporary reverse harem best-read-in-order series that sizzles from the page. The first book CASTAWAYS is available for pre-order at just 99c and will release on 15th October (grab your copy now while it’s cheap!), and book two TEARAWAYS is also available for pre-order, release date 26th October.
*Please note, the entire series will be available on Kindle Unlimited*
Back Cover Information for CASTAWAYS
Olivia Bailey is up for The Challenge. Why the heck wouldn’t she be? With mariner qualifications piled high, engineering experience to rival someone twice her age, she’s ready to take on the mighty Pacific Ocean and win.
But what about her fellow crew? Five guys, four nationalities. A billionaire’s heir who likes to take charge in every aspect of life, an outback expert with a heart-stopping smile, a Spanish chef with mouthwatering moves and sexy twins who reveal themselves slowly, until it matters, then they act fast.
An adventure was what Olivia wanted, it’s certainly what she gets. Because things at sea happen in a heartbeat, friendships grow, tempers heat and desire flares. But what about when it all upends? When the unexpected happens? Will they pull together, or will fear drag the crew of The Temptress apart?
PRE-ORDER NOW – http://myBook.to/Castaways
Back Cover Information for TEARAWAYS
Having survived The Challenge, Olivia is now hitting the road with her five sexy men. Seeing them all dressed in tight leathers, with big, growling Harleys between their legs, is enough to have her pulse racing and her mouth watering. So naturally, before long bonds strengthen, love blooms and they’re all enjoying the ride of their lives.
But with little more than bikes and the clothes on their backs, how will they survive a long, arduous journey? Having a billionaire’s heir in their midst is no help when Dante Vidal is insisting on them being cashless and having to work for their supper.
Amongst all of that, Olivia finds herself performing a complex juggling act. Having Alpha males sparring, sparks flying and tempers flaring needs a strong woman to take charge. Is she up for the challenge of keeping her men happy, connected and most of all satisfied? One thing is for sure, it’s a task she’s willing to throw herself into heart, body and soul.
PRE-ORDER NOW – http://myBook.to/Tearaways
Excerpt from CASTAWAYS
“How is my galley?” Raul asked, pulling on a t-shirt, then settling back in his seat.
“All tidy.”
“You are too good to me, mi niña hermosa.”
“I try.”
Mason appeared on deck. “I suggest, Captain, that we shift a degree west, it will put us in line with a tiny crop of islands. Uninhabited, but it might be nice to see land on day three.”
“Good plan.” Harry nodded and looked down at the compass. He then turned the helm a fraction. “Can’t believe we’ll be on our third day tomorrow. We’ve made good progress.”
“Yeah, I agree,” Evan said, plucking a pack of cards from the pocket of his shorts. “Who’s up for poker?”
“Si.” Raul rubbed his hands together and grinned.
“I’m game,” Mason said, sitting next to him. “What are we playing for?”
“Let’s make it strip poker.” Evan twitched his eyebrows at Olivia.
“I think not.” She laughed. “That would leave me at a definite disadvantage.”
“You call having five blokes admiring your body a disadvantage?” Evan chuckled. The sun had given his cheeks a faint pink hue and his lips were shiny, as if he’d slicked on balm.
Damn it, the guy could be an advert for healthy, outdoor living.
“Knowing you lot, you’d club together and fix it so I lost.” She narrowed her eyes at him.
“I wouldn’t.” Lucas shook his head.
It was the first time he’d spoken in front of everyone, but Olivia decided not to make a thing about that. “Okay, not Lucas, but the rest of you would.”
“I think it’s sad,” Raul said. “That you have so low opinion of us.”
“It’s not that.” She shrugged. “You’re just guys, with lots of testosterone and you like…” She glanced at her chest. “Boobs.”
“Boobs!” Evan burst out laughing. “Yeah, we like boobs.”
“What are boobs?” Raul asked.
“These.” She pointed at her breasts.
“Ah, boobs!” Raul grinned. “I learn another new English word.”
“I bet she could teach you some more.” Evan winked at her and dropped the deck of cards into his hand.
“Probably. But I won’t.”
Lucas took over the helm and Harry sat at the table, his elbows propped on it and leaning forward. “We play for who gets to take Olivia out on a date in Sydney.”
“Fine by me,” Mason said.
“But what if I don’t want to go on a date…with any of you.”
“Ah, you will.” Evan expertly shuffled the pack.
She frowned. “And what if I win? What do I get?”
“To choose who takes you out on a date.” Harry grinned. It was a cocky grin, as though he presumed it would be him she picked.
“What if I don’t want to go out with any of you?” How could she not? She looked around the table. Four guys, very different both physically and in personality, but each gorgeous, intelligent, witty and very eligible. Throw in sweet, sensitive Lucas who was also a lean, strong guy in the prime of his life and just waiting to be discovered, and most girls would be salivating at the thought of being able to take a pick. “No scrap that,” she said. “What if I can’t choose?”
“What because we’re all so hot it’s an impossible decision?” Harry asked.
“Well, I guess I’d have to go by personality, and thinking you’re hot might not be the best trait.”
“Hey.” He held up his hands. “I’m only saying what the gossip mags and my one million Twitter followers tell me.”
“One million Twitter followers?” Mason said. “Jeez, you really got that much to say?”
“No.” Harry shrugged and picked up his deal of cards. “But what can I do? They follow me, I don’t follow them.”
“I bet you get loads of girls desperate for you to notice them,” Olivia said. “All hoping to bag themselves a billionaire.”
“For the record, I’m not a billionaire, my father is.”
“And you’ll inherit it some day,” Mason pointed out.
“Some of it. I’ve got a sister remember. It’ll get halved.”
“But still be in the billions?” Evan said.
“I guess.” Harry looked away, a slight crease between his eyebrows.
For the first time Olivia wondered if he’d like to have grown up in a normal family, with a normal childhood. His must have been one of privilege and indulgence. How had that molded him into the man he was today? Did he regret not blending in with the crowd, or did it suit him to harness attention wherever he went?
She made a sudden decision to never treat him differently from the other crew, okay he was the captain, but other than that, he was just a guy whose father happened to be stinking rich.
And damn it, he was cute with it.
“Everyone know the rules?” Evan asked, turning his hand over.
“Aye,” Mason nodded.
“Si. Very well.” Raul grinned as he looked at his cards.
Olivia looked at hers. Not great, but it would be a start.
They played for an hour and a half. There was much laughter, quite a few insults and possibly some cheating on Raul’s behalf.
Mason took a turn at the helm so Lucas could join in and he won his hand quickly.
“Last game,” Harry said. “It’s getting late.” He glanced at his watch.
“Ah, but I want to play all night,” Raul said. “I love to play poker. Better with rum but this is what it is.”
“Nah, last one.” Harry shrugged.
Olivia pulled her fleece up around her neck. It was getting chilly, she’d be glad to get to bed.
Her last deal of the pack was a great one, and within a minute she’d won.
“Bravo,” Mason said.
“Are you sure you’re not a hustler?” Evan asked.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” She grinned.
“You must have a prize,” Raul said.
“Okay.” She paused. “Kind as it is of you all to offer yourselves up for dates in Sydney, what I’d really like is…”
All five men looked at her. Lucas seemed to have held his breath, and Evan tugged on his bottom lip as if a whole bunch of wicked thoughts were going through his mind. Harry raised his eyebrows and Mason leaned closer.
“Tell us,” Raul said. “Anything we have, it is yours.”
“Did I see some hot chocolate in the galley?” she asked.
“Si.” Raul nodded.
“That’s what I’d like as my prize. Then to bed….alone.”
All five men seemed to sag a little as they sat back. Lucas returned his attention to the helm.
“I will do it for you. I will get your prize.” Raul stood.
“Thank you.” She passed her cards to Evan who was stacking the pack together again.
Had any of the guys really thought she’d pick one of them as her prize? Was it so obvious she fancied them all?
Oh God.
I do. I really do.
And I’d never be able to choose between them.
PRE-ORDER NOW – http://myBook.to/Castaways
PRE-ORDER NOW – http://myBook.to/Tearaways
About Lily Harlem
Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award winning, bestselling author of sexy romance. After giving up a busy career in nursing she now spends her time enjoying her army of rescued pets and penning steamy stories. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including, HarperCollins, Evernight, and Stormy Night Publications. She also self-publishes novels that range from emotionally charged erotic romance, to steamy ménage a trois.
One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, in whichever pairing or genre takes your fancy, is it will be wildly romantic and down-and-dirty sexy so make sure you hang on tight for the ride! Subscribe to her newsletter to get a FREE ebook.
Website – http://www.lilyharlem.com
FREE eBook – https://www.instafreebie.com/free/Mms5U
THE CHALLENGE on Pinterest – https://www.pinterest.co.uk/lilyharlem/the-challenge-reverse-harem-series/
THE CHALLENGE on Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/TheChallengeReverseHaremSeries/
Hi folks,
Just a very quick note to let you know that my M/F erotica collection, Classic Felthouse: Stories from the Archive, is now available in audiobook format. The narrator is the fabulous Elizabeth Crain. Here’s the skinny:
Fancy a blast from the past? Then dip in to five short stories from the Lucy Felthouse archive. A handful of her earliest published tales have been polished up and presented to you in one seriously hot collection. Enjoy a sexy soldier, a buxom babe, erotic daydreams, filthy phone sex and a language barrier, and see where it all began for this prolific author of erotica and erotic romance.
Grab your copy:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Audible UK
Audible US
iTunes UK
iTunes US
Happy Listening!
Lucy x
Blurb:
Book two in the Medusa’s Consortium series.
In New York City, away from those she loves, living with the enigmatic vampire, Desiree Fielding, Susan Innes struggles to come to terms with life as a vampire whose body serves as the prison for a deadly demon.
When Reese Chambers arrives unexpectedly from England, desperate for her help, she discovers that Alonso Darlington, his lover and her maker, has been taken captive and Reese has been warned to tell no one but her. Before the two can make a plan, Susan receives her own message from a man calling himself just Cyrus. He not only holds her maker prisoner, but also her lover, the angel Michael. If she wishes to see either of them alive, she’ll come to him and not tell Magda Gardener, the woman they all work for and fear.
With no help coming from Magda or her Consortium, Susan and Reese must turn to the Guardian – the terrifying demon now imprisoned in her body. He alone can help them, but how can she possibly trust him after all he’s done?
Available from:
Amazon (universal link): http://mybook.to/blindsidedmc
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/2x7nAUk
iBooks: http://apple.co/2xstDT8
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2wpvd8O
Smashwords: http://bit.ly/2y8RB2I
Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36233244-blindsided
*****
Excerpt:
It was a dark place where she found him, with walls so high only a small patch of starlight was visible above, but she was a vampire now. She didn’t need the light, and he, well he had never needed the light, had he? He stood naked with his back to her. He was broad of shoulder. There were white scars like latticework across muscles stretched taut over his shoulder blades. At first she thought they were from a whip, but as she drew nearer, she saw that they were more geometric in form, as though perhaps they were some sort of ancient ceremonial writing. She traced the shapes of them with the tips of her fingers, and his muscles rippled with the sensation. With a start she realized she’d never seen his body before.
“That is because I have none,” came his reply. “Only in dreams can I wear the flesh of my choosing.”
“You’ve worn flesh often enough. I would have thought it was always of your choosing,” she said, making no effort to hide her bitterness.
“It was not my own, though. That pleasure, I have never known.”
“Only in dreams, you say. Then this is a dream.”
“You know that it is.” He didn’t turn to face her but leaned toward her, and she slipped her arms around him and rested her head on the flat of his back. His belly tensed at the touch of her hands, and he caught his breath in a soft moan. “Touch is what I longed for most,” he said. “I thought the lack of it would drive me insane while I languished in my previous prison. But here, with you, I’m closer to touch than I would have thought possible. I do not mind it, you know. It is no hardship to be nestled inside you, close to your heart.”
She released him and took in their surroundings once more. “This is the place I’ve created for you?”
He pulled her arms back around him and sighed with contentment as she laid her head against him once more. “This is how I have decorated. The place you created for me was only the shape of myself, both boundless and infinitesimal. Oh, it did not matter. I could see through your eyes, feel through your flesh, even though it no longer lived as it once did, even though you never spoke to me. I hoped that someday you would.”
“And when I refuse, you come uninvited into my dreams?”
“All dreams are uninvited, Susan, and perhaps this time it is you who have come uninvited into my dream.”
She thought about that for a moment. Was it even possible to visit the dreams of a demon? Did demons even have dreams?
“Susan?”
“Yes?”
“If I had come to you more gently, if I had courted you and companioned you and been patient with you in the ways of your world, would you have loved me?”
“You never gave me that chance.”
*****
About K D Grace/Grace Marshall
Voted ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, K D Grace believes Freud was right. It really IS all about sex—sex and love—and that is an absolute writer’s playground.
When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening or walking. Her creativity is directly proportional to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She loves mythology, which inspires many of her stories. She enjoys time in the gym, where she’s having a mad affair with a pair of kettle bells. Her first love is writing, but she loves reading and watching birds. She adores anything that gets her outdoors.
K D’s novels and other works are published by Totally Bound, SourceBooks, Accent Press, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, and others. She also writes romance under the name Grace Marshall.
Find K D Here:
Websites: http://kdgrace.co.uk/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/KDGraceAuthor
Twitter: https://twitter.com/KD_Grace
Newsletter: http://www.subscribepage.com/kdnewsletter
Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/kdgraceauthor/
Release blitz organized by Writer Marketing Services.
Recent Comments