My Sexy Saturday #72 – …stealing a plane, helicopter or tank. #MySexySaturday

by | May 23, 2015 | | 1 Comment

My Sexy Saturday

Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday. This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress. This week I’m sharing another snippet from Native Tongue, following on from last week’s.

So any progress was better than none.

Besides, what could he do about it? His only other options to get to London from his base in Wiltshire were a train, or stealing a plane, helicopter or tank. The latter might just cause a little bit of bother, and mean the end of his army career, not to mention criminal charges. The former meant cramming in amongst sweaty, disgruntled commuters. If that wasn’t bad enough, he’d be charged an extortionate amount to do so, probably wouldn’t even get a seat, and would likely be subjected to delays.

At least driving took him from door to door, with plenty of personal space.

Get your copy of Native Tongue here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/native-tongue/

Add to Goodreads here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25462496-native-tongue

Please use the list below to head on over to the other blogs participating in My Sexy Saturday, and don’t forget to leave us all comments, we love ’em!

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Mid Week Tease: Besides, what could he do about it? #MWTease

by | May 20, 2015 | | 7 Comments

MWTease15Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week, I’m moving from Desert Heat onto its much-anticipated follow up, Native Tongue, which I’m delighted to say has been storming the Amazon charts since its release last week! *happy dance* I hope you enjoy the boys’ next adventure.

Native TongueCaptain Hugh Wilkes drummed enthusiastically on the steering wheel of his car as he drove it up the M3 towards London. He sung loudly and tunelessly along to the song on the radio, too, but it didn’t matter. No one could hear him.

He’d surprised himself by being so chilled out about the volume of Friday evening traffic. He wasn’t the most patient of people, so the slow progress should probably have been increasing his blood pressure, if not leading to full on road rage. But, although he’d have loved to be actually achieving the speed limit, not bumbling along at a mere fifty miles per hour, Wilkes was just glad the traffic was moving at all. Britain’s roads, the motorways in particular, soon came to a standstill if there was so much as a tiny bump between two vehicles. So any progress was better than none.

Besides, what could he do about it? His only other options to get to London from his base in Wiltshire were a train, or stealing a plane, helicopter or tank. The latter might just cause a little bit of bother, and mean the end of his army career, not to mention criminal charges. The former meant cramming in amongst sweaty, disgruntled commuters. If that wasn’t bad enough, he’d be charged an extortionate amount to do so, probably wouldn’t even get a seat, and would likely be subjected to delays.

At least driving took him from door to door, with plenty of personal space. And if there were delays, well, he could sit them out from the comfort of his own vehicle, with the climate control set to the perfect temperature, and the radio blasting some of his favourite tunes.

You can grab your copy of Native Tongue here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/native-tongue/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25462496-native-tongue

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

Hop Against Homophobia, Bi- and Transphobia 2015 #HAHABT

by | May 17, 2015 | | 0 Comments

HAHABT2015Hi everyone,

Thanks for stopping by! I’m delighted to be taking part in the Hop Against Homophobia Bi- and Transphobia. It’s a fantastic cause to raise awareness, and one I’m proud to be a part of, especially since today is the International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia and Biphobia. Their website link is here: http://dayagainsthomophobia.org/ – it’s worth checking out.

I don’t have any personal stories to tell about this – I’m just taking part because I genuinely believe in the cause. I’m very much of the opinion that it doesn’t matter who loves who, as long as everybody’s happy. People are who they are, and it’s wrong that they should be victimised or bullied for it, or made to feel that they should change. I’m not going to get any deeper than that, because if you’re here, I’m guessing you feel the same way as me, anyway!

But if by taking part in this, I can make even just one person’s life better or more bearable, or give them the strength to come out of the other side of their problems, or educate someone who has a problem with gay, lesbian, bi or trans folk, then I’ll be happy.

Now, without further ado, onto the prize! Just use the Rafflecopter below to enter for your chance to win a Kindle copy of one of my GLBT backlist titles. Once you’ve entered, be sure and scroll down to check out the rest of the blogs on the hop!

Thanks for your support,

Lucy x

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My Sexy Saturday #71 – Captain Hugh Wilkes drummed enthusiastically on the steering wheel… #MySexySaturday

by | May 16, 2015 | | 0 Comments

My Sexy Saturday

Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday. This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress. This week I’m delighted to share something new… a snippet from my just released M/M erotic romance novella, Native Tongue, which is the follow up to Desert Heat. Enjoy!

Captain Hugh Wilkes drummed enthusiastically on the steering wheel of his car as he drove it up the M3 towards London. He sung loudly and tunelessly along to the song on the radio, too, but it didn’t matter. No one could hear him.

He’d surprised himself by being so chilled out about the volume of Friday evening traffic. He wasn’t the most patient of people, so the slow progress should probably have been increasing his blood pressure, if not leading to full on road rage. But, although he’d have loved to be actually achieving the speed limit, not bumbling along at a mere fifty miles per hour, Wilkes was just glad the traffic was moving at all. Britain’s roads, the motorways in particular, soon came to a standstill if there was so much as a tiny bump between two vehicles.

Get your copy of Native Tongue here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/native-tongue/

Add to Goodreads here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25462496-native-tongue

Please use the list below to head on over to the other blogs participating in My Sexy Saturday, and don’t forget to leave us all comments, we love ’em!

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

New Release: Desert Heat & Native Tongue Book Bundle #erotica #romance #gay #ku #kindleunlimited

by | May 14, 2015 | | 0 Comments

Hi everyone,

I haven’t gone insane (any more than usual) by announcing the same release twice in one week. This one’s a little different. On Tuesday, Native Tongue released. Today, a book bundle that contains Desert Heat and Native Tongue is released, for those that haven’t read either book, so they can read it all in one go. I’ve also made this bundle available exclusively through Amazon, so it’s available to borrow, and also to Kindle Unlimited members.

Desert Heat:

Their love is forbidden by rules, religion and risk. Yet still they can’t resist.

Captain Hugh Wilkes is on his last tour of duty in Afghanistan. The British Army is withdrawing, and Wilkes expects his posting to be event-free. That is, until he meets his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, who awakens desires in Wilkes that he’d almost forgotten about, and that won’t be ignored.

Please note: this book was previously published as part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle.

 

Native Tongue:

They may be back on British soil, but the battle isn’t over.

When Captain Hugh Wilkes fell for his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, he always knew things would never be easy. After months of complete secrecy, their return to England should have spelt an end to the sneaking around and the insane risks. But it seems there are many obstacles for them to overcome before they can truly be happy together. Can they get past those obstacles, or is this one battle too many for their fledgling relationship?

Grab your copy here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/desert-heat-native-tongue/

 

I’ve also created a paperback of the bundle (the novellas would be too short on their own). I’m just waiting for Createspace to do their thing. Watch this space.

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Mid Week Tease: Christ, had he gone and outed himself with a single glance? #MWTease

by | May 13, 2015 | | 6 Comments

MWTease15Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week, I’m sharing another tease from my M/M military/interracial erotic romance novella, Desert Heat. This follows on directly from last week’s tease. Also, for those of you that have already read this book and want to find out what happens next – Native Tongue is OUT NOW!

Desert HeatToo late—Balkhi’s deep brown eyes met with Wilkes’ blue ones, and they exchanged a nod of acknowledgement before turning back to their respective opposites. Wilkes fought to slow his racing pulse and keep his mind on task.

“All right, is he?” Wolfe queried.

“W—what do you mean?” Wilkes asked, probably a little too quickly. Christ, had he gone and outed himself with a single glance?

“The terp. I said is he all right? Good, like.”

“Oh.” Relief seeped into Wilkes’ brain. Calm down, you moron. “Well, I dunno, really. Only met him a few hours ago. As I said, he seems like a nice guy. And this isn’t his first tour. Don’t know how many he’s been on, but he’s no newbie, so I assume he’s good.”

Narrowing his eyes at Balkhi, Wolfe said, “Yeah, I think I may have seen him before, actually. I’ve not worked with him, but I’ve probably seen him in passing, either here or at Bastion. Mine’s been a good ‘un, I have to say.” He pointed with his chin toward the other Afghan. “Old Juma Zazai there. Professional, quick, keeps his cool. Couldn’t have asked for better, to be honest. Trouble is,” he lowered his voice again, “you’re the last lot coming out here, and you’ve already got your terp, so that poor fucker is essentially out of a job. He hides it pretty well, but it’s obvious he’s worried about what’s going to happen next.”

“His family isn’t supportive?” Wilkes knew the score—the British Army had recruited interpreters from all over the country to help them communicate with locals, and often when they returned to their villages, they were vilified. Even if their families were okay with them helping the Brits, there was usually at least one local radical wanting to string them up for helping the “infidels.”

You can grab your copy of Desert Heat here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/desert-heat/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24324775-desert-heat

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

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