COVER FOR SLAP SHOT

I have just approved the cover for SLAP SHOT the third book in my HOT ICE series. I am thrilled with it, the hero is Rick 'Ramrod' Lewis, the captain of the Orlando Vipers hockey team and the heroine is Dana, a feisty business woman with a past he can't resist.

Release date to be confirmed.

VOTES NEEDED!!

HIRED is up for Book of the Week over at Whipped Cream Book Reviews. 

Here is what the reviewer said, and if you  like the sound of the book based on this, or you have read Hired and enjoyed it feel free to drop by and give Logan and Brooke a VOTE 

If a deal sounds too good to be true, it usually is, but what happens if the deal is just too good to pass up? Even karmic payback won't get in the way. 

Brooke’s life has never been easy. Her parents died when she was young, which led to the uprooting of her entire life. Her friend since childhood, Giselle, is now the only person Brooke can depend on. After a long overdue break-up with a boyfriend, Brooke turns to Giselle for a place to stay while she picks up the pieces of her life. Giselle’s line of work has afforded her an extremely comfortable lifestyle, but Brooke longs for a more fulfilling career in nursing. Just one thing stands in the way of attaining her dream – money. So when the opportunity of a lifetime is presented, Brooke accepts under one condition – no sex. 

Logan is the star bad boy hockey player in desperate need of anger management. His reputation has earned him many loyal followers in the form of “rink bunnies” and paparazzi, but this has also lead to one too many times in the penalty box and not enough team wins. Too many career and personal foul-up’s have forced the team’s owner to send Logan on a retreat to get his act together. The retreat was designed to get Logan’s head back in the game, yet it also gave him something completely unexpected. 

Ms. Harlem has now given me a newfound appreciation for hockey. Reading this story leaves little doubt that Ms. Harlem is a fan of the sport and now I am too! Readers should expect to be immediately drawn into the story and not allowed to leave until the last page. The dialogue and scenes flowed effortlessly. 

Having a major focus on Brooke and Logan allows the reader to really connect and experience everything with them. It made for some intense emotional reading. The intimacy scenes between Brooke and Logan are exquisitely erotic with a dominating edge that will leave the reader breathless after reading each one. 

Looking for a fantastic story with sun, sand, surf, and sizzling sex? Look no further! This new series is sure to please.

PUBLIC SEX!

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5 Star review for SHARED TOO

I was thrilled to find a fabulous review for SHARED TOO yesterday amongst the excitement of having two new releases.

SHARED TOO is the sequel to SHARED which received many great reviews and it is wonderful to find that Ariane, Liam and Quinn can still hit the spot!!!

SIREN BOOK REVIEWS

Reviewer: Stacey Krug

As a sequel to Shared it was interesting to see a more day to day life for the threesome in Shared Too. We get a better understanding of the three main characters Quinn, Liam, and Ariane and how they make their relationship still work.

I was very apprehensive when Eve was first introduced and felt outraged on Ariane’s behalf. As a reader, I didn’t want anything to mess up the relationship between Quinn, Ariane, and Liam.I had to keep reading. I had to know how Lily Harlem was going to make it all okay.

There ultimately is major disruption to the threesome. Along with a plot twist that will have you on edge. I’m not going to give away more than that or it will ruin the story. The story revolves around the disruption and how the characters deal with it together and on their own.

I will say that this is one hot, erotic story that will leave you breathless. The love scenes are sensual because Lily Harlemhas previously set up a connection to the characters giving them depth and making the reader care about them. The sex scenes are just off the chart hot and exciting.

Even though I was a little apprehensive about the direction of the story, I really liked the journey that it took me on. As the story unfolds, the adage of “if you love something set it free” becomes a mantra. I really liked the way this story was wrapped up and the adage “what doesn’t kill you will make you stronger” rang true here.

Rating: Five Siren Stones - We loved this book! It was something that kept us glued to its pages, unable to put it down until it was done! The editing and layout were clean, and we loved the cover.

OUT TODAY!!!

New release from Ellora's Cave - CROSS-CHECKED. 

CROSS-CHECKED is the second in my HOT ICE series following on from HIRED and features sexy hockey star Brick and Olympic gold medallist Carly. Be warned its hot, hot, hot!

BLURB

Okay, I’ll admit it, I have a crazy, lust-infused crush. Brick, the sexy right-winger of the Orlando Vipers, is the star of all my erotic fantasies. Just a glimpse of him has me panting. So when the chance to actually work with this hot hockey player comes along, of course I say yes!

Being a world-class athlete myself, I have a strategic plan to have him all tied up with lust and desperate for me too. The thing is, plans never go smoothly. Especially when my heart pedals right into the vulnerable game of love again—completely unprotected.

Luckily this sinfully delicious superstar is just as hooked on me—phone sex, bondage, anal sex and rude piercings abound. Despite my tactical errors, Brick catches me when I fall, holds me when I cry and pleases me when I need it most. He’s hard on the outside, soft on the inside and plays one hell of determined game when it comes to finding the ultimate satisfaction.

EXCERPT

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Also out today from Xcite Books is ENCHANTED SUBMISSION. This is a very dirty fairytale featuring all your favorite childhood characters, but I promise you, you'll never look at them the same way again!

BLURB

It’s the night before Cinderella’s wedding and the girls are out on the town looking for some serious fun - especially Rapunzel. Tired of being a dominatrix to her wall skimming prince she’s hoping to surrender control to the broodingly gorgeous, newly divorced Beast, but she mustn’t forget about her naive friend Cinderella who’s in desperate need of an eye opener before she gets hitched to the fast and furious Prince Charming – just as well Cinderella’s eye is caught by a dashing Woodcutter more than willing to fill the gaps in her education which leaves Rapunzel to enjoy her own, more exotic kind of kink in Beast's private Turret Club room.

EXCERPT

TWILIGHT STRETCHED over Belle’s forest cottage blackening the whispers of smoke dancing from the chimney and gilding the thatch golden. Resident woodland creatures scampered to burrows, dens and nests and the lush carpet of wild flowers folded in petals against the ensuing darkness. But inside the kitchen, the heart of Belle’s new home, the wildness, the fun, the debauchery was just revving up, getting ready to unleash in glorious, hedonistic style.

Rapunzel splashed burning clear liquid into three heavy shot-glasses and one teeny, tiny thimble, raised her drink to the beamed ceiling and grinned at her three friends. ‘This,’ she said, ‘is to Cinder’s last night of freedom.’ She licked salt from her knuckle, threw back her drink and sucked furiously on a segment of lemon. ‘Go for it girl, because – jeez ...’ She rasped her tongue against the roof of her mouth. ‘That hits the spot.’

Cinderella brushed invisible crumbs from the pale blue silk of her voluminous gown and clutched her overflowing glass of tequila like it was crab apple poison. She made no move to drink.

Tinkerbell, standing on the kitchen work surface had no such qualms. She was tiny – the size of a pencil – but, undaunted by her thimble of burning liquid, knocked it back in one mouthful. ‘Bloody brilliant,’ she said gesturing for Rapunzel to top her up.

‘I don’t think Tink should have any more,’ Cinderella said, worried.

‘She’ll be fine,’ Rapunzel said.

‘Yeah, I’ve seen her drink twice her own weight.’ Belle grinned as she shoved up the cream puffed sleeves of her best gown and shook salt onto her thumb. She looked steadily at her three companions with a glint in her eye that showed she meant business, then downed her shot, smacked her lips and ignored the lemon slice.

‘We’re here to help you have fun,’ Tinkerbell said as she fluttered her wings to life and flew face level with Cinderella. ‘Come on, you know you want to.’

‘I do, really I do, it’s just, well, I just don’t want anyone to get hurt.’

Rapunzel threw her head back and laughed. ‘Some people like a bit of pain, you know.’ Her river of blonde locks rippled down her spine, the tips touching the dusty stone floor like thin fingers. ‘Let your hair down, Cinders ... like me.’

Belle and Tinkerbell downed another shot, giggled and then they all looked at Cinderella.

‘Come on, drink up.’ Rapunzel gave a nonchalant shrug. ‘Prince Charming and his stags will be up to all sorts, so why shouldn’t you? Whatever happened to equality?’

Cinderella set her jaw determinedly then threw back the clear drink in one go. She gasped as the burn hit her throat and spluttered into her hand. 


Rapunzel slapped her on the shoulders with a jovial laugh. ‘Excellent, another two of those and we’ll hit The Turret Club.’ She winked at Belle. ‘You’re going to love it there, Cinders.’

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I hope you will check out my new releases, be sure to say hi if you drop by.

Lily x

Contest over at Sizzling Hot Books

The lovely ladies at Sizzling Hot Book Reviews have invited me over today. I've been thoroughly grilled - in the nicest possible way - and I am giving away a copy of Mattress Music. Please drop by and say hi. If you have a question you want to ask, fire away!!

Is it possible to lose one’s ability to orgasm? Nina has. Lately, her fun weekend hook-ups have been more ho-hum than hot damn! It doesn’t help that she has three flatmates and is forced to play loud music to mask the sounds of her lovemaking. Talk about distracting! Of course, there’s another reason Nina’s less than satisfied these days…she’s just having a hard time admitting it.

It’s a good thing she’s met Ian, then. Not content to be a weekend hook-up, Ian is set on giving Nina what she’s been missing while making her admit what she needs. His talented fingers—and other body parts—are up to the task. But Ian’s not admitting a few things himself. Turns out his fingers can do more than make Nina’s body sing.

When she discovers his secret, it’s time for both of them to face the music.

Cross-Checked

On the 25th of May the 2nd book in my HOT ICE series, Cross-Checked will be released at Ellora's Cave.

Blurb

Okay, I’ll admit it, I have a crazy, lust-infused crush! Brick, the sexy right-winger of the Orlando Vipers, is the star of all my erotic fantasies. Just a glimpse of him has me panting. So when the chance to actually work with this hot hockey player comes along, of course I say yes!

Being a world-class athlete myself, I have a strategic plan to have him all tied up with lust and desperate for me too. The thing is, plans never go smoothly. Especially when my heart pedals right into the vulnerable game of love again—completely unprotected.

Luckily this sinfully delicious superstar is as hooked on me as I am on him—phone sex, bondage, anal sex and rude piercings abound. Despite my tactical errors he catches me when I fall, holds me when I cry and pleases me when I need it most. He’s hard on the outside, soft on the inside and plays one hell of determined game when it comes to finding the ultimate satisfaction.

Excerpt

I handed the cab driver a twenty and alighted outside the Waldorf. The doorman tipped his top hat as we pushed through the rotating doors into the creamy light of the foyer.

I didn’t pause to admire the opulent decor.

Instead my heels rapped on the marble floor as we strutted past reception. We paced by several deep lounging chairs and a table overflowing with pink orchids. Brick placed his hand in the small of my back and guided me toward the elevators. “Your room or mine?” he asked.

“Yours.” I had what I needed in my purse.

He gave me the most indecent smile I’d ever received. Triumph, lust and cheekiness mixed with softness, patience and desire. My heart fluttered and my skin pricked. He thought he was in control. That he had me where he wanted me. Well, I was just about to show him he’d met his match. Or rather, I was going to do my best to show him he’d met his match.

He pressed number eight.

We stood in silence and waited for the elevator to reach ground level.

The doors pinged open. An elderly gentleman with a newspaper under his arm wandered out.

We stepped in.

The second the door whooshed shut, his body slammed into mine. I staggered backward and found myself pinned against the smoky mirrored walls. I gasped in surprise but it was lost in his frantic kiss. My purse fell to the floor. Unbalanced, I reached up for his shoulders and hung on to solid muscles as I teetered on my heels.

His hands roamed my hips and waist. “You’re driving me crazy,” he murmured as he stooped to spread kisses down my neck. “Like, really, actually crazy. You’re all I can think about, you’re all I want.”

I let out a whimper of lust and curled my fingers into him. I didn’t know how I was going to stay standing, I was so dizzy with desire.

His mouth was at the hollow of my throat, licking and kissing and sucking. His hands smoothed under my top, up over my stomach. My flesh trembled. What plan? He carried on determinedly over my ribs until he cupped my softly curved flesh.

I moaned in delight at feeling his hands on my breasts for the first time. So big and strong and hot. So hot.

Trapped between the wall and his huge body, I arched for more. I wanted him to touch me all over.

“God, you feel amazing.” He nipped and kissed my collarbone. Then my top was up, up around my neck, the material bunched and shoved out of his way in one deft flick of his wrists.

I was vaguely aware of the elevator pinging up the floors. But the noise was muffled beneath our desperate breaths.

He pulled back to gaze at my chest. “Ah, you look so pretty too, even better than you described. Small but so utterly perfect.”

“Brick…” I murmured and caught his face in my palms. “We have to stop…”

“Yeah,” he said, looking at my breasts the way a poor man would look at a winning lottery ticket. “In just a min—”

He leaned forward and, quick as a flash, suckled my right nipple into his mouth. I gasped. Oh god, it felt so good. Just like he’d promised, he was taking in my nipple and the small, swollen portion of flesh surrounding it. Suckling and teasing with his tongue as the soft bristles from his five-o’clock shadow scratched against my flesh.

My knees weakened; I didn’t know how I’d stay standing if he carried on for more than another few seconds.

He switched to the other breast. With my palms on his cheeks, I felt them hollow and dip as he kissed and sucked. His mouth was the hottest, sweetest, sexiest thing I’d ever known.

My knees started to sink. I was going down. I scrabbled my hands over his body and fisted his shirt to support myself.

The elevator door slid open.

Still he kept on. His tongue laved at my taut nipple, his hand massaged my other breast. His breaths were hard and fast, heating my skin further. He moaned and the noise swirled like a rumbling echo.

White light from the corridor spilled around us and I peered over his wide shoulder.

I gasped.

Standing stock still and staring, with his hand curled around the silver pole of a luggage cart, was a young bellboy.

“Brick, stop,” I hissed, pushing at his shoulders. “Stop.”

“Mmm.”

I grabbed for my top and yanked it down, forcing it past his nose and mouth. He had no choice but to stop suckling my breast.

“What?” Brick asked in a hoarse voice, looking distinctly put out at being interrupted.

“We’re here.” I pulled my top to my waist and grabbed my purse from the floor. “Look.”

He snapped his rumpled shirt and turned, paused for the briefest of seconds as he registered the slack-mouthed bellboy, then reached backward for my hand. He cleared his throat. “Evening,” he said, stepping forward and tugging me with him.

“Good evening, sir,” the bellboy replied, shifting the luggage rack so Brick and I could step past.

I braved another quick glance at the bellboy’s face. His eyes were wide but I didn’t know if it was because he idolized Brick or because he’d seen my breasts.

I didn’t have time to dwell on it because Brick stopped at the second door we came to and shoved in the key. The light turned green and he pushed it open.

“Get in,” he ordered in a low, firm voice.

If you want to get your hands on the first book in the HOT ICE series, click on the cover below.

Blurb for HIRED

One hundred grand to babysit bad boy Logan “Phoenix” Taylor on a paradise island—seriously, how bad could he be?


Frankly, it didn’t matter. Not when it would make my dreams of going to nursing school possible. I wasn’t even expected to talk to him, just hang out in a luxurious villa on a private beach and study. Simple, right?


But I hadn’t counted on Logan being so deliciously bad that he was oh so good. And when the temperature cranked to boiling point, he knew just how to satisfy the deepest, darkest part of my soul and give my body exactly what it needed. Amongst the sand and waves, we transported each other to an exquisite world of pleasure where only we existed, only we mattered.


But the heady mix of emotions and lust couldn’t keep things from spiraling out of control back in reality, where I had to keep the secret that I’d been hired to entertain him…even if it shattered my delicate heart. Even if it cost my destiny.