Thursday, 23 January 2020

Hot Menage a Trois

My two super hot novels THE GLASS KNOT and THE SILK TIE have gorgeous new covers. Check them out!

What's a girl to do when the guy she falls for is married to another man?

This is exactly what happened to me. Seeing Josh Kendal stroll out of the Mediterranean Sea wearing tight navy swim trunks and looking like a hot new James Bond was a truly delicious moment. Catching sight of his wedding ring was like a kick in the shin and meeting his gorgeous husband, phew, that was enough to make any girl groan at the cruel joke God was playing on her.

But all was not as it seemed, and when Josh needed a woman to sort out a 'delicate predicament' I was the one for the job - heck, what did I have to lose? Certainly not as much as him, literally.

Trouble is, emotions always get tangled, loyalties can't help but be divided and with a night of memories so hot they'd have the devil sweating, there was only one thing for it--it was time to get honest, fight for what I wanted despite society's constraints and open my heart to the people it needed most.

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My husband has dark new desires.

Professional life in the City of London is tough going which is why my husband Gabe and I live by the motto work hard and play hard. So when something, or rather someone, comes along that changes how he wants to play I'm intrigued by our new game.

But there's always private sides to the ones you love, and in this case new thoughts and desires are stealing Gabe's dreams. It's not until I meet Brent--gorgeous and sophisticated yet soul-achingly alone--that I begin to understand the complex layers of Gabe's needs and exactly what I have to do.

But I'm not afraid. In a whirlwind of romance, fear and desire we open up to each other, testing the water for one weekend only. Or is it? Will we ever be the same again? Can Gabe and I survive our decision to let a third into our lives? Can Brent just walk away and, more importantly, will we let him?

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Wednesday, 22 January 2020

Free Sample of SIN, REPENT, REPEAT

Ironash hits the shelves next month - all three books release in February. Unlike my romance novels these are crime thrillers (hence the different pen name).

As a sneak preview, here are a few sample chapters from book #1 so you can meet the characters - if you dare!


Saturday, 18 January 2020

Saturday Spankings #satspanks #outlander #spanking #erotic #romance

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, this week a treat for all you OUTLANDER fans - considerably kinkier though.

Moira’s heart was racing and her skin prickled with heat. Mortification was rushing through her veins. The indignity of being spread over the table by two men, neither of whom she was wed to, was too much.
And they want to spank me?
“Get the hell off. You have no right.” She tried to straighten, but Kendal had his hand set in the centre of her back, keeping her still and in place.
She knew it was Kendal because Reid was now on the opposite side of the table. He had his arms crossed, biceps bulging, and his attention was set firmly on her face.
He was set in to watch the show and would not be her rescuer; that much was clear.
And there was something even more shameful at having Kendal deliver a spanking. She barely knew him. “I will pay you back for this,” she said, twisting her head left and right.
“That’s not how it works, and you ken that.”
She was shifted forward, fast, as her skirts were drawn up.
“Oh, please... no.” Not her bare ass. Not that.
“You wear such thick skirts, Moira, you would not feel my hand over all of this fabric.”
Cool air washed over her naked buttocks.
“And is it my problem you chose not to wear panties?” He chuckled.
“Oh...” She stared up at Reid as Kendal rubbed over first her left then her right ass cheek. 
“I don’t think she wears panties very often,” Reid said. “For future reference, my friend.”
“Good to ken.”
“Future!” she shouted. “There is no future. I want you both to leave.”
“You will get your wish, after this.” A hard swat hit down on the buttock nearest to the side he stood.
She jerked forward and yelped.
“And what’s more,” Kendal said, pinning her harder to the table. “You’ll be coming with us.”
“What? I... ouch!”
Another spank landed hard. The opposite buttock this time. It had male muscle behind it and the heat spread fast.
“Keep still,” he said.
She hadn’t noticed she’d been scrabbling to escape.
“I mean it. Keep still or I’ll tie you down.”
He wouldn’t.
Another set of hard thwacks rained down, covering each ass cheek and the tops of her thighs. She arched her back, clawed the table top, and went up onto her toes.
“Ah, you’re already turning such a pretty rosy shade,” Kendal said, pausing and rubbing his palms over her buttocks again. “You take punishment well.”
“That’s it, no more.” She squeezed her eyes closed. They were moist and a tear trickled from her left one.
“You’re doing well, not long to go.”
The air moved from her right buttock seconds before his firm swat connected with her flesh. She jerked forward as white-hot heat shot through her skin.
“Keep still.” Reid was in front of her, holding her hands. “Don’t make him tie you down.”
“But... oh, it hurts.”
“That’s the idea. Next time you’ll think twice about disobeying us.”
“Next time it will be the birch,” Kendal said.



Thursday, 16 January 2020

Thrilling New Genre! #detective #crime #killer #99c #ebook

Yes! I've branched out. Introducing my new thrilling detective trilogy - IRONASH. Check out the new pen-name too (so readers don't get confused and think there's romance...there isn't!)

I had a busy few months before Christmas, head buried in the laptop every day I wrote the entire IRONASH trilogy. I wanted readers to be able to know all books would be readily available (they'll all be released in February) as there is one big story that covers all three novels as well as individual stories within each title.

The heroine is a kick-ass British detective and has a hunk of a partner (think Luther!) - though he's not all he appears. Ironash is a fictional town in central England and I adored writing every book, especially (and I don't know what this says about me!) getting into the minds of killers.

Book #1 SIN, REPENT, REPEAT has just hit the shelves at the bargain price of 0.99
Grab a copy - if you dare - and take a trip to IRONASH, not quite the sleepy English town everyone thinks it is!

Back Cover Information for SIN, REPENT, REPEAT

Revenge is best served cold.

When Shona Williams returns to her hometown, Ironash, as an experienced DI, she has scores to settle. Justice will be delivered. What they did to her was evil.

Trouble is, she’s been thrown into the middle of a serial killer’s spree. Barely catching a breath between murders, he’s rampant, merciless, twisted, and preys on the weak.

Will her new partner, Earle Montaque, be a hindrance or a help? Will she have time to work on her very personal case? And will the murderer slip up so they can swoop in?

Only God knows.

Follow A. J. Harlem on Amazon to get an alert when new books are released in the IRONASH series.


Tuesday, 14 January 2020

SEE YOU - short erotic story

Read my story SEE YOU which compliments the FROLIC ME erotic film of the same name. Definitely NSFW!

*You have to register to read but don't worry, it's FREE

Thursday, 9 January 2020

January - The Perfect Month For A Threesome

January is always such a grey month, not helped by battling to stick to all of those New Year resolutions. So to add some Technicolour and light relief into your life, let me showcase LONDON MENAGE, a set of three devilishly sexy novels (MMF, MFM, MMF) that are sure to heat you up to boiling point on a cold day!

Click on the covers to be taken to Amazon, it doesn't matter what order you read them in as they are only very loosely linked by the heroines being friends.

Saturday, 4 January 2020

Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks #spanking #romance

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, this week a few from THE RANGER'S RULES to heat us up in this cold month of January!

“Come here.” He removed his shades and set his attention on her.
“Come here.” He held out his hands, palms up, and continued his steely stare.
She placed her hands on her hips. “Why?”
“You know why.” He clenched his jaw, and a tendon in his cheek twitched.
Fuck, was he really planning on spanking her again? Surely not. She’d learned her lesson, seen what a close call she’d had with being lion fodder. A spanking wasn’t necessary.
“I won’t tell you again,” he said, his tone almost as dangerous as she imagined a lion’s growl to be.
“You really think I’m going to let you smack my ass again?” She cocked one hip and scowled at him.
“You don’t have a choice.”
“Sure I do.”
“You broke the rules.” Suddenly he reached forward and grabbed her wrist. In one sharp tug he yanked her close.
“Rhett, don’t be so Neanderthal,” she said on a gasp as she stumbled against him.
“I’m keeping you alive.” He tugged, hard, and pulled her over his lap.
The air rushed from her lungs as her chest connected with his thighs, and she rushed to push herself upright. “Get off.” But once again it was no good, he held her firm.
“Keep still, damn it.” He dragged her body closer to his and secured his arm over her shoulders.
“Jesus, what the... Rhett,” she said as her hair hung over her face and she gripped the chair and his leg.
“Maybe after this you’ll think before risking your life,” he said. “Maybe after this you’ll follow my rules.” In one sharp wrench he drew her short skirt up and over her buttocks.
Then, much to Casey’s horror, she was aware of fresh air washing over her butt as he pulled her small black knickers down her thighs.
“I’ll... you... how dare you.” She tried in vain to sit. Kicked her legs, and bashed his calf with her fist. A spank was one thing, but stripping her, exposing her... she’d have him in court for this.
A sharp stinging slap covered her left buttock. She cried out in surprise even though she’d known it would be coming. She guessed she’d still been recovering from the shock of him baring her ass.
Another spank, harder this time, on the other cheek.
“Ouch... fuck!” A now familiar swarm of humiliation burned through her. It brought moisture to her eyes and curled her toes.
The next two smacks had her crying out again. Yes, they hurt, but it was also fury, mortification, and shame that had her yelping. Why was she letting him do this? “I demand you let me go, now.”
He smoothed his palm over her ass cheeks.
She held her breath, strangely enjoying the sensation of his palm rubbing over her patches of heated skin. For a moment time seemed to freeze. His hand on her, caressing and soothing, filled her world.
“I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet, Casey,” he said.
Her situation steamrollered back into her consciousness. “What bloody lesson?” Anger sharpened her words and she twisted her head furiously from side to side. A strand of hair stuck to her lip but she ignored it.
“My point exactly.” He thwacked again, over and over, the sound of his flesh connecting with hers echoing around the veranda.