New Release: Coming Together: In the Trenches

by | Nov 11, 2013 | | 0 Comments

Hi everyone,

I’m incredibly happy and proud to say I’m a part of this anthology. Coming Together: In the Trenches is a military erotica/erotic romance anthology which has all proceeds going to the Protect Our Defenders charity. So what better day to release the anthology than Remembrance Day?

Here’s the details:

Coming Together: In the Trenches is a military-themed collection of erotica and erotic romance edited by Lady Grey. All proceeds will benefit Protect Our Defenders.

Contents:

Once Upon a Thursday by Robert Buckley
During the American Civil War a squad of Union soldiers gets lost in the woods of northern Virginia. They find their way to a forlorn tobacco shed wherein dwell an enigmatic woman and a group of elderly men who have no sense of time.

Half a Day from the Front by Skilja Peregrinarius
Claire works in an inn close enough to the front lines to hear the guns in the night. She can’t fight, so she does what she can to support those who do.

This is Me Holding You by Annabeth Leong
As Carin’s life as a soldier again calls her away from her family, her husband Jun searches for a way to bind her to him. In the final hours of her leave, he gifts her with ropes he made himself, twisted from milkweed he gathered while thinking of her.

When He Comes Home by Di Topaz
Natalie catches Vance’s eye at the beginning of her college career. After a four-year game of cat and mouse, she finally admits her feelings for him. Their newfound romance is interrupted when Vance decides to join the Army.

Report on the Heart by Yvette Hines
After a career as an Air Force public affairs sergeant, Maria Locket has separated from the military and moved close to her hometown, where the biggest story she figures will be the local society events. Her plans for a smooth future are interrupted by the unexpected appearance of someone she thought was gone forever.

A Problem with Authority by Lucy Felthouse
Corporal Roxanne Grey has bawled Private Jesse Bagnall out one too many times during drill instruction. Jesse complains to his friends about the Corporal’s mistreatment, loudly enough that she overhears his rant. Commanding him into the guardroom, Roxanne divulges some information which makes it very easy for the two of them to get back on an even keel.

Comando Especial by Kimber Vale
Lieutenant Colonel Alexander Rojas commands Navy SEAL trained soldiers in a special anti-narcotics division of the Colombian military, facing deadly enemies on a regular basis. But when Alex’s ex-girlfriend is kidnapped by a ruthless drug lord, the usual high-octane mission becomes personal. If Alex and Luz get out of the dangerous situation alive, Alex doesn’t plan to let Luz walk away a second time.

Dutch & Lobo by Aliyah Burke
A Marine finds passion in the jungle, enlisting the help of his lover to save a fellow Marine. Will Dutch ever see her again or will his memories be all he’s allowed of the mercenary Lobo?

So if you want to grab an excellent anthology and also know you’re giving money to an excellent cause, check out the book page here for buy links. Also swing by tomorrow for an excellent guest post on this very anthology from Kimber Vale.

See you then!

Lucy x

New Release: Faustina and the Barbarians by John McKeown

by | Nov 1, 2013 | | 0 Comments

Faustina and the BarbariansBlurb

Rome wasn’t built in a day but Faustina Maxima, antithesis of the passive Roman matron, can screw herself out of a threatening situation quicker than you can say, “Veni, vidi, vici!” This statuesque beauty, descendant of a famous emperor is a one-woman sexual killing machine that eats savage Goths and Saxons for breakfast—and is also partial to a Pict or two—while lunch, dinner and supper is any Roman who takes her fancy. Like any great general she’s blessed with imagination, and open to every possibility for maximising pleasure. For, as she writes to her daughter-in-law Flavia, the lucky recipient of her mother-in-law’s unblushing exploits among the barbarians, “what is life without ever fresh adventures?”

Warning: This title contains graphic language and is suitable for adults only.

‘Faustina and the Barbarians’ is a 21.000 words historical erotica novella

Published by ahotterstate.com

 

Excerpt

To: Flavia Maxima, Rome

From: Faustina Maxima, Amorgos, August 410

My darling daughter-in-law, what thrilling news! The Barbarians at the gates of Rome, at last. You and your friends are in for the time of your lives. I’m green with envy, exiled as ever on this barren Grecian rock with nothing but goats and wizened goat herders for company; not to mention that boring, obnoxious bag-of-bones, your father-in-law Flaccus. As soon as you hear Alaric’s Gothic cavalry pounding down the street, get outside and scream for attention.

I know you won’t do that, of course, but I hope this letter of mine will persuade you to stop being such a shrinking violet and have some fun with the gorgeous Goths before they’re completely Romanised. You really must make the most of them, my dear. All disrespect to my darling son, but you must be bored stiff in the bedroom. He’s just like his wimpish father; prefers a blowjob from a eunuch to fulfilling his conjugal duties.

Darling, in all earnestness, the Goths are just the influx of virility the women of Rome are crying out for. I speak, as always, from experience.

Twenty years ago, when the Goths first began seriously troubling our northern borders, Flaccus, appointed Legate by the Emperor Valentinian, was sent to keep an eye on them. I, of course, having the ear—and more vital organs—of His Imperial Majesty, was allowed to accompany him. I was a very excited twenty-year-old, who couldn’t wait to feast her eyes upon those blond giants from the far north.

When we arrived it was high summer, and the forests of Germania were steaming, and not just with fires from Barbarian encampments. Disguised as an officer, I rode with my valiant husband into the centre of the Chief’s camp to parlay. Darling, I simply couldn’t see what threat the Goths posed, for all their energy seemed to be spent in fucking their buxom-arsed women, and often each other, senseless. As we rode in, my saddle was damp with the sights we saw. They were fucking against trees, on the ground, and, one couple I remember, were shafting each other precariously balanced in the boughs of an oak. And what beauties they were! As Flaccus did his ‘fearsome Roman’ bit with Chief Athalaric, I let my eyes take in the tall blonds who surrounded our mounted embassy. Long blond hair turned to gold in the slanting rays of the sun, gemstone eyes set above rich, red mouths sculpted for kissing. And do you know, as I sat, looking as martial as I could, one of them met my eye and made a very provocative gesture with his closed fist. That night I lay in our tent stroking myself and feeling those strong fingers probing inside me.

I was well on the way to coming when I heard Delicia, my hand-maiden, scream. The curtains around my bed were torn back and there stood a gang of young Goths laughing, swords unsheathed.

“Oh Aphrodite, don’t let me wake up now,” I prayed as they gathered close, their eyes bulging with lust in the lamplight.

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Author bio

John McKeown is a British writer based in Dublin. He lived in Prague where he was a teacher and freelance journalist and part of the ex-pat literary scene in the 1990s, then moved to Ireland in 2000 becoming a columnist for the Irish Examiner, and arts feature writer for the Irish Times. He was theatre critic for the Irish Daily Mail from 2006 to 2008 and is currently reviewing theatre for the Irish Independent and UK online theatre magazine Exeunt while raising his daughter Julia. His erotic short stories have been published by Xcite Books in the UK, who have also recently published his first novella Gooseflesh Abbey. JMS Books in the US is publishing two other erotic novellas, also in 2013, Prague Memoir and The Time Sex Machine. In addition to erotica John has four collections of poetry in print, the last, Night Walk published by Salmon Press in Ireland (available from Dufour Editions in the US). He has also collaborated with Leo O’Kelly of Irish folk-rock duo Tir Na nOg, on an album of songs entitled Will released in 2011 on Life and Living Records in the UK.

Guest Blogger: Jocelyn Dex

by | Oct 28, 2013 | | 0 Comments

Valia's VillainThanks to Lucy for having me here for the release of Valia’s Villain, book two in my Sempire Seductions series!

Valia’s Villain was a blast to write. Valia is a little weird, she’s incredibly confident and she goes for what she wants. She’s also not afraid to use any or all cuss words if the mood strikes her.

Rydin is serious, vengeful and lets nothing get in the way of what he wants. He will maim, kill or steal if the situation calls for it. And, of course, he is super sexy.

These two kept me on my toes during the writing process. They’re both so strong willed, I occasionally had to fight with them to get them to do what I needed them to do. Sometimes, I won the fight. Sometimes, they did. Either way, in the end, it all worked out. They’re happy. I’m happy. And I certainly hope the readers will be happy.

I hope people have as much fun reading Valia’s Villain as I had writing it. If you liked Araya’s Addiction (book one), hopefully you’ll love Valia’s Villain.

*****

Excerpt:

Valia couldn’t remember ever wanting another being so desperately. Her body hummed as his tongue worked her into a frenzy. Bossy son of a bitch, he was, but she expected no less from a Ferox.

She shuddered and moaned as he rolled his tongue around her clit, the pressure building in her lower abdomen. With her free hand, she wrapped her thumb around one of his horns as her fingers dug into his scalp, urging him to send her over the edge.

He growled and bit the inside of her thigh.

“Stop,” Rydin commanded.

“Stop what?” Valia asked.

“Don’t touch my horns.”

“But they’re so sexy.” She gave him her best pouty face.

He blinked at her, a look of surprise crossing his face, quickly replaced with a scowl. “Are you teasing me, female?”

“I told ya, my name is Valia, male. And no, not teasing. Your horns are super sexy and I wanna touch them.”

He looked at her for another long moment as if searching for something. He dipped his head and bit the inside of her other thigh. God, he was going to drive her crazy. He looked back at her and said, “They are sensitive and I am already too stimulated. I want to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you. If you do as I say, I may give you permission to touch them later.”

Oh wow. She hadn’t known his horns were an erogenous zone. Now she really wanted to touch them. His tongue lapped at her clit furiously. She avoided his horns but couldn’t stop herself from grabbing a fistful of his hair. Her hips ground against his tongue, his lips. Intense pleasure knotted deep inside. Little sparks began erupting inside her but just as she was about to fall over the edge, he stopped.

She groaned and still with a fistful of his hair, tried to force him to continue.

His eyes dark and his lips glistening with her pleasure, he said, “You were about to come. I did not give you permission.”

She choked out her words. “If you don’t want me to come, you shouldn’t lick me like that.”

His lips quirked into a cocky smile. “My tongue pleases you?”

“It’d please me if you’d put it to better use than asking me stupid questions,” she grouched.

*****

Blurb:

When Valia approaches the Ferox demon, hoping for scorching sex and a feed, she doesn’t expect to be handcuffed, transported to the demon realm, accused of dirty deeds she has no memory of committing and held captive for three days.  Even though she believes her captor to be crazy, she feels a connection to him she’s felt with no one else.

When Rydin senses the Sempire who locked him up, fed on him and used him as a sex slave many years ago, he knows his wait for revenge is finally over. Burning with the need to punish her, he imprisons her in the demon realm, where she is at his mercy, but as much as he tries to ignore it, a connection sparks between them every time they touch.

Available from:
Ellora’s Cave

*****

Jocelyn DexAuthor Bio

Jocelyn was born in Iowa and currently resides in hot-as-hell Texas. She shares her home with her very own 6’4″ alpha male and varying numbers of spoiled cats and dogs. Teaching one of her dogs to file his nails is one of her all-time favorite accomplishments.

She thinks dragonflies are awesome, spiders are creepy and it’s rumored that she sleeps with a machete by her bed in case zombies attack in the middle of the night. Jocelyn loves to paint, loves to read, and loves to write sizzling erotic romance about yummy demons that would make your momma blush.

Here’s where you can find Jocelyn on the web

Website * Facebook * Twitter * Blog  * Goodreads

*****

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The Exhibition, Book Three of The Executive Decisions Trilogy By Grace Marshall

by | Oct 24, 2013 | | 0 Comments

Here’s yet another new release from a Brit Babe! This time it’s Grace Marshall, aka K D Grace, who’s serving up the goodies. This is the third part of her amazing Executive Decisions trilogy. I can’t wait to read it!

 

The ExhibitionBlurb:

Successful NYC gallery owner, Stacie Emerson, is ex-fiancée to one Thorne brother and ex-wife to the other. Though the three have made peace, Ellison Thorne’s friend, wildlife photographer, Harris Walker, still doesn’t like her. When Stacie convinces Harris to exhibit his work for the opening of her new gallery she never intended to include him in her other more hazardous plans. But when those plans draw the attention of dangerous business tycoon, Terrance Jamison, Harris comes to her aid. In the shadow of a threat only Stacie understands, can she dare let Harris into her life and make room for love?

 

Available from:

eBook:

Amazon UK
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Print:

Amazon UK
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Excerpt:

She stood to put her pack back on, and he came to his feet and caught her by the shoulder, not wanting it to end like this, not wanting her to leave until they were good again. When she tried to push him away, he pressed her between his body and the stone of the cliff face. ‘You can’t just shut us all out, Stacie.’

‘I never wanted you involved in the first place. I never wanted any of you involved but you couldn’t leave it alone,’ she jerked back against him but there was no place to go. ‘You couldn’t just let it go.’

He moved in closer until his body pressed up against hers, holding her tightly against the stone. ‘No, I couldn’t, and I can’t and neither can anyone else who cares about you and neither would you if the situation were reversed. So whether you like it or not, I’m here to stay. We’ve already discussed this, so get used to it.’ He punctuated his point with a harsh kiss that couldn’t have been very pleasant for her, but then he was angry, worried, scared for her. Instead of shoving at him as he’d expected her to do, she curled a hard fist in his hair and ravaged his mouth with every bit as much ferocity as he had given her, pulling him still closer, rubbing her body against his, making him instantly and startlingly erect.

She snaked a hand down between them and savaged his fly until he feared for what lay beneath, until her fingers wriggled and dug their way into his walking trousers to possess his cock with a tight grip as though it were a weapon, one she were about to use to do serious damage.

He fumbled to return the favour, with her ripping at her own fly to make room for him, to guide his fingers down over her mons. Her eyes locked his in a devastating gaze that felt as though she could see right through him. ‘I need you to touch me there.’ Her voice was a breathless whisper. ‘Where I’m wet, where I’m open, where I’m always, always hungry for you.’ Her breath caught; her eyelids fluttered and she sucked her bottom lip as he found her cleft, wet and open as she’d promised. ‘You can’t tell me you don’t want to be like those cats.’ She guided his hand still further and manipulated it until first two, then three fingers pressed up into her. ‘You can’t tell me that when I present myself to you all hot and ready and begging for it, you don’t want to service my need. You can’t tell me you don’t want to get a little primal with that cock of yours.’ She gave him a hard squeeze and drove her hand up and down his length, thumbing the already abundant pre-cum over and around the tip until he gritted his teeth and held his breath while his hips bucked hard against her efforts.

He scissored her deep with three fingers and raked the silky slickness of her up and over her clitoris, and the sounds from the back of her throat easily resembled the sounds the female cougar made when the male mounted her. They wildly, madly fucked each other’s hands. The wind had risen and even on the clear morning, the chill left no doubt about lingering for more than the quickest of releases. Then she shifted, pressed her back hard against the stone and rested both of her hands on his shoulders. Before he could protest the removal of her fingers from his cock, she wrapped her legs around his waist, her still clothed crotch rubbing tight and insanely hot against his exposed cock as she began to rock and gyrate, and it was all happening way too fast.

‘Stacie I –’

‘Shut up, Harris,’ she spoke between chattering teeth. ‘I need to come, and so do you. You can fuck me properly when we get back to the SUV. It’s too damn cold to linger.’ With each sentence she ground against him, baring down with the extra leverage the cliff at her back afforded and, almost before the words were out of her mouth, she convulsed. Her spine stiffened and her shivers had nothing to do with the cold. Harris could stand no more. He felt the eruption deep in his groin. It might have been embarrassing had the circumstances been different, but as he tried to cover himself, tried to hide the results of Stacie’s hard ride, she shoved his hand away, pushed him back and practically fell into the space between them positioning herself so that she caught his release, all of it in her mouth. What could he say to that? What could he do but hold her there, helplessly grunting the weight of his need into the back of her throat. It was an act as intimate and as primal as the cougars mating on the rocks minutes ago. And sex, any kind of sex, with Stacie Emerson was worlds apart from any other sexual experiences he’d ever had. As she stood and wiped her mouth on the back of her hand, the look of hunger in her eyes, the promise of more sex to come in the SUV before the trip home couldn’t help but lighten the mood. As they straightened and tucked and donned their packs, he wondered if that was maybe why she did it. Whatever her reason, it definitely worked for him in ways he was still trying to get his head around.

 

britbabes_kink_hotnsaucy_3About Grace Marshall:

Grace Marshall lives in South England with her husband and the growing gang of hooligan birds who frequent their feeders. When Grace isn’t busy writing something sexy and romantic, she’s busy digging in her ever-expanding veg garden or walking across the British countryside. She finds inspiration outdoors in nature, and most of her best story ideas come to her while she’s walking or gardening.

Grace is the author of the fast paced, quirky Executive Decisions Trilogy published by Xcite Romance. An Executive Decision, Identity Crisis and the final instalment of the trilogy, The Exhibition, are all now available at all your favourite book sellers with lots of romance and thrills served hot.

Grace Marshall’s alter-ego, K D Grace writes critically acclaimed, best-selling erotic romance. Whether it’s sexy romance or romantic sex, between The Graces, there’s a story for you.

 

Find Grace Here:

Websites:  http://gracemarshallromance.co.uk/

http://kdgrace.co.uk/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/GraceMarshall

http://www.facebook.com/KDGraceAuthor

Twitter:     http://twitter.com/GM_Romance

https://twitter.com/KD_Grace

New Release: His Reign by Sascha Illyvich

by | Oct 15, 2013 | | 0 Comments

His ReignBlurb:

Józsi wants to maintain a normal life away from the Opeth pack.  Moving from Hungary to Texas was a big change that he felt was necessary in order to avoid a prophecy that would ultimately make him Alpha of a dying pack, a responsibility he doesn’t want.

Ilona and Lukina grew up loving Józsi even after he moved away.  Yet the current pack Alpha has gone rogue and begun kidnapping and abusing the younger wolves that remained without mates.  Ilona, becomes his next target and Józsi must return to once again deal with pack politics only to find that his heart misses what it could have.  Can Lukina and Ilona convince him to return to Hungary in order to rule the Opeth pack and mate or will Kiba destroy them in a fit of insanity?

Excerpt:

Looking at her, he captured her mouth with his and sucked in her tongue, playing with it, rolling it around his mouth.

Ilona pressed her body to his, fitting nicely against his hardness before drawing a leg around his and rubbing herself against him.

Lukina’s nimble hands encircled his waist, fingers splaying beneath his shirt.

Józsi shuddered beneath her touch. Lukina’s fingers caressed his body, sending signals straight to his cock. He smelled the liquid pooling between two pairs of lips, drew in their scents.

He pulled back from kissing Ilona and dipped his head to kiss Lukina.

Her lips weren’t as plump as Ilona’s, but still juicy, all the same.

Lukina moaned, arching her body into his, her breasts crashing into his side, arms wrapping around the back of his neck and sliding down over his massive shoulders.

He hoped he could keep this up.

Arching her body against his, he felt every inch of Lukina with his hands.

Ilona flicked her tongue over the curve of his ear. She breathed heavily in his ear.

His knees went weak. How could they both feel so good to him? “Oh god!” Words came out as a harsh whisper. He grabbed Ilona by the shoulders and shoved her down to her knees.

She fell to the ground and reached for his zipper.

He jerked away at first.

“Józsi, why?” Ilona looked up at him, her hair matted and her lips open in a pout.

He looked down at her with soft eyes. The image of her sucking his cock surfaced and made his hard cock ache. His heart wondered how he could love them both, if he loved anyone at all. “How can I please both of you at the same time?”

“You need not worry about that.” Lukina spoke first. “Just love us emotionally. The physical stuff will come into play soon enough.”

He didn’t want to believe in the emotional attachment. It had been so long since he’d had an emotional attachment to anyone that he’d almost forgotten how.

It was a struggle between his mind and his heart again. He didn’t know what to do. But he quickly realized it didn’t matter.

Ilona’s hand brushed over his cock and he twitched beneath his pants. She reached for the zipper, slowly tugging it down, down until his cock was free. His cock fell forward, proudly jutting outward.

She wrapped nimble fingers around it and began licking it like a lollipop.

Józsi shuddered, his nerves on edge from her mouth on his cock and Lukina’s tongue in his ear. Hair stood up on the back of his neck, trembles started low in his belly and branched outward to his knees.

He felt Lukina’s fingers tangle in his hair, catching loose strands of hair from his ponytail. She took a handful of hair and tugged his head backward, exposing the chorded muscle of his neck. Licking his neck, she swirled her tongue around in circles.

Sensations shot through his body from both women.

“Let me love you,” Ilona begged, her lips sealing around his cock while she spoke.

“And let me love you too.” Lukina’s mouth latched onto his neck rapaciously.

He couldn’t think. Physical response took over, pushing out all other thoughts. Shoving away the desire to evade the prophecy, the people or the pack. Unadulterated lust consumed him. Compulsion to bury himself inside her warmth drove his actions.

Gripping his cock in one hand, he pulled it from Ilona’s mouth. “Get on the ground,” he commanded in a raspy voice.

Ilona giggled.

In an instant, Lukina moved from his side to Ilona’s.

Ilona sat on the ground, leaning back on her hands, spreading her long legs apart.

Lukina’s mouth sealed over Ilona’s.

Józsi took his cock and pumped himself a few times, feeling the satiny steel erection already slick with precum and Ilona’s saliva. Kneeling beside Ilona, he took her face in his hands and brought his mouth down on hers with fervor. Sinking his tongue between her lips, he embraced the feeling of her hands around his shoulders. Tension escaped him as her fingers massaged his aching muscles.

A second pair of hands found his mane, stroking his hair, comforting him. Setting him at ease. He opened his eyes briefly to see Ilona’s voluptuous body glowing a grayish white color. Warmth filled his veins.

“Take your pants completely off, silly!” Ilona pressed her lips to his chest.

Lukina continued licking his ear, flicking her tongue against the soft skin.

Ilona reached for his cock, gripping him with warm, nimble fingers. She began pumping him.

He arched his body forward and a blissful moan escaped his lips.

Fingers tousled his hair, ran down his chest. Someone reached for the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head. Discarding his shirt, he watched Lukina’s mouth attach to one nipple.

Ilona’s fingers caressed his chest, starting from his neck and running down his stomach before taking his cock in hand again.

His stomach trembled, tremors racing throughout his body. The pungent scent of both women’s arousal filled his nose, sex heavy in the air.

She gave him a few pumps. “I want this inside me,” she begged.

Unable to think, he leaned forward, aching to give her what she wanted.

Her mouth sealed around his cock, heat engulfing him. Fingers traced patterns over his spine, sending more shivers throughout his body.

Lukina’s hands caressed his hair, tugging, brushing through his long thick hair. Relaxation set in slowly as desire kicked in full steam.

Ilona sucked him slowly, her tongue flicking over his head like a candy cane. She drew him in deeper and deeper until she’d sucked him all the way to the hilt. His balls rested heavy on her chin.

A hand snaked under his cock to caress his shaved balls.

He groaned, balling his fists in the air.

Fingernails ran across his sensitive skin.

His hips jerked forward, his mind barely processed Lukina’s fingers holding his sac.

Lukina took his hands and pulled them behind him.

Nails dug into his wrists, exiting him further. His balls drew up against his skin.

Ilona moaned, sending vibrations over his cock and throughout his body.

“Are you going to let me fuck you?” he groaned through gritted teeth.

Ilona withdrew his cock from her mouth with a loud pop and laughed. “Of course, but you’ve got to give me something.”

From: Secret Cravings http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=4&products_id=725

New Release: Love’s Reprise by Various Authors – F/F Erotic Romance

by | Oct 2, 2013 | | 0 Comments

Hi everyone,

I’m delighted to announce the release of Love’s Reprise, a lesbian erotic romance anthology, published by LazyDay Publishing. It contains my story, Another Dance, as well as four Sapphic tales from Cassandre Dayne, Kate Richards, Olivia Starke and Anastasia Vitsky. Excitingly, it’s already charted on Amazon.com! Here’s the blurb:

Love failed the first time. Will a second chance be enough?

Love gets a reprise in these short stories by best-selling authors Cassandre Dayne, Lucy Felthouse, Kate Richards, Olivia Starke, and Anastasia Vitsky. All about women’s relationships with women, the romance and erotica are deep and abiding with musical interludes flowing throughout. Sprinkled with spanking, a little BDSM, eroticism, and true friendship, these stories tell of women who find love thanks to a second chance.

Anastasia Vitsky brings us a story about Leila and her lover Carene. Leila struggles to recover her career as a classical violinist, and Carene fights for the courage to ask Leila to stay. Music plays a part in Cassandre Dayne’s, “Broken Dreams,” a story about the lead singer of a rock band who finds love with her former friend, veterinarian Samantha Mason. Their deep, dark cravings are finally revealed. In Lucy Felthouse’s story, ex-best friends Eden and Janine are forced to re-evaluate their estrangement when their siblings marry. Kate Richards tells the story of pediatric nurse Kim, who has withdrawn into herself due to the loss of the one she loves, but she finds herself teased out of herself when she meets Nora. The only problem is that she doesn’t know if she can take a chance on love again.

Find the passion, the intimacy, and the desire among women in this anthology written entirely by women. Love’s Reprise will melt your heart on even the coolest days.

There’s more info, excerpt and buy links here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/loves-reprise/

Happy reading!

Lucy x

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