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September 7, 2011
Author Spotlight
September 5, 2011
BOLLYWOOD launches this week at Total-E-Bound
It is an exciting time as Total-E-Bound releases its amazing new Bollywood series. These sultry stories from Mumbai will be sure to get you hot and steamy and there is something for everyone's taste in erotic romance.
My spicy offering is a novella titled The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.
BLURB
No one knows it is I, Kamini Singh who writes The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.
The weekly column in Ichchha Magazine has been my secret for many years and penning Harita's wild sexual experiences has been a wonderful release for my frustrated emotions as I've waited for my parents to find me a suitable husband.
Now they have – the delectable Damon, and I can barely contain my excitement as our wedding, and wedding night, approaches. Handing myself over to him body and soul is going to be such a treat.
So imagine my delighted surprise when my new husband asks for even more than I ever dared hope? And imagine my shock when I realised that Damon had secrets of his own which could please me, satisfy me, and take me on ecstatic journeys which got more and more daring with each adventure Harita enjoyed.
Reader Advisory: This book contains ménage and dominance/submission.
EXCERPT
It has been an eventful weekend in my nocturnal world. Saturday night was my first pole performance at Talin's. The club was overflowing and the air thick with cigarette smoke and the bellow of men's chatter. During my first steps I was nervous, but practicing paid off, my routine went well and I was pleased with the new black suspender belt. It was sexy and risqué when I spun around the pole then belly danced for the front row of the audience.
Madan was, of course, there, sipping a drink chock full of ice, and his seductive, brown eyes never left my body as I danced and writhed, swung and twirled. He'd been keen to see this new craze, this new sizzling dance the girls had been talking about in hushed whispers and rehearsing in secret. I'd been even keener to show him, to perform for him. Just one look from Madan is like a thousand caresses from any other man.
When my erotic performance came to an end, he stood, slammed his drink on the table and stalked to the exit. My heart fluttered, and a lump grew in my belly. Had he not enjoyed watching me coil around the cool, hard steel? I'd caressed it like a lover and been shameless in the way I'd flashed the gusset of my panties to the entire room. I'd even considered doing the routine topless next time, it felt so good, so liberating, to be spinning through the air while everyone watched adoringly.
I headed into the backstage corridor, keen to get to my dressing room. Just as I wrapped my fingers around the door handle to my room, I heard my name called sharply.
"Harita."
I turned, clutching my chest. "Madan! You took me by surprise."
He took three ground-eating paces towards me, his jaw set and his eyes flashing. I couldn't tell if he were beyond furious or consumed with desire. There was a rise of colour on his cheeks and his fists were balled.
"What is it?" I asked, pushing open the door and taking a backwards step inside.
"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen," he said in a voice that was more like a growl than human speech. "Ever."
"You liked it?"
"Oh, yes." He moved into the small room with me and kicked the door shut. "And I'm going to show you just how much I liked it."
His fine-tailored jacket hit the floor with a quiet whump and he tore off his shirt. Between one breath and the next, he'd shifted the contents of my dressing table, bunching them to one side, and lifted my bum onto the cool wood.
"Madan," I gasped, gripping his hot, hard shoulders for purchase. "We can't, not here."
"You will do as I say." He ripped at my thong panties, tearing them from my body. "Especially when you have me about to combust, my sexy little Janu."
His eyes were stormy with desire, and lust coiled in my belly. I needed Madan the way I needed my next breath.
"Unzip me," he growled. "Take my lavDa into your sweet mouth. Don't stop sucking until I tell you to."
As his kiss threatened to consume me, I dragged at the zip on his pants and released his big, pulsing…
"Kamini, would you get off that laptop? You have a fitting in less than an hour."
"Yes, Mother," I shouted, quickly hitting 'save' and closing down the screen. I would have to finish Harita's sex scene later. Right now, there were essential wedding plans to organise.
That's not all, Total-E-Bound are holding a fabulous contest to win 5 e-books to celebrate all things sexy in Bollywood!!
Have a wonderful day.
Lily x
My spicy offering is a novella titled The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.
BLURB
No one knows it is I, Kamini Singh who writes The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.
The weekly column in Ichchha Magazine has been my secret for many years and penning Harita's wild sexual experiences has been a wonderful release for my frustrated emotions as I've waited for my parents to find me a suitable husband.
Now they have – the delectable Damon, and I can barely contain my excitement as our wedding, and wedding night, approaches. Handing myself over to him body and soul is going to be such a treat.
So imagine my delighted surprise when my new husband asks for even more than I ever dared hope? And imagine my shock when I realised that Damon had secrets of his own which could please me, satisfy me, and take me on ecstatic journeys which got more and more daring with each adventure Harita enjoyed.
Reader Advisory: This book contains ménage and dominance/submission.
EXCERPT
It has been an eventful weekend in my nocturnal world. Saturday night was my first pole performance at Talin's. The club was overflowing and the air thick with cigarette smoke and the bellow of men's chatter. During my first steps I was nervous, but practicing paid off, my routine went well and I was pleased with the new black suspender belt. It was sexy and risqué when I spun around the pole then belly danced for the front row of the audience.
Madan was, of course, there, sipping a drink chock full of ice, and his seductive, brown eyes never left my body as I danced and writhed, swung and twirled. He'd been keen to see this new craze, this new sizzling dance the girls had been talking about in hushed whispers and rehearsing in secret. I'd been even keener to show him, to perform for him. Just one look from Madan is like a thousand caresses from any other man.
When my erotic performance came to an end, he stood, slammed his drink on the table and stalked to the exit. My heart fluttered, and a lump grew in my belly. Had he not enjoyed watching me coil around the cool, hard steel? I'd caressed it like a lover and been shameless in the way I'd flashed the gusset of my panties to the entire room. I'd even considered doing the routine topless next time, it felt so good, so liberating, to be spinning through the air while everyone watched adoringly.
I headed into the backstage corridor, keen to get to my dressing room. Just as I wrapped my fingers around the door handle to my room, I heard my name called sharply.
"Harita."
I turned, clutching my chest. "Madan! You took me by surprise."
He took three ground-eating paces towards me, his jaw set and his eyes flashing. I couldn't tell if he were beyond furious or consumed with desire. There was a rise of colour on his cheeks and his fists were balled.
"What is it?" I asked, pushing open the door and taking a backwards step inside.
"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen," he said in a voice that was more like a growl than human speech. "Ever."
"You liked it?"
"Oh, yes." He moved into the small room with me and kicked the door shut. "And I'm going to show you just how much I liked it."
His fine-tailored jacket hit the floor with a quiet whump and he tore off his shirt. Between one breath and the next, he'd shifted the contents of my dressing table, bunching them to one side, and lifted my bum onto the cool wood.
"Madan," I gasped, gripping his hot, hard shoulders for purchase. "We can't, not here."
"You will do as I say." He ripped at my thong panties, tearing them from my body. "Especially when you have me about to combust, my sexy little Janu."
His eyes were stormy with desire, and lust coiled in my belly. I needed Madan the way I needed my next breath.
"Unzip me," he growled. "Take my lavDa into your sweet mouth. Don't stop sucking until I tell you to."
As his kiss threatened to consume me, I dragged at the zip on his pants and released his big, pulsing…
"Kamini, would you get off that laptop? You have a fitting in less than an hour."
"Yes, Mother," I shouted, quickly hitting 'save' and closing down the screen. I would have to finish Harita's sex scene later. Right now, there were essential wedding plans to organise.
That's not all, Total-E-Bound are holding a fabulous contest to win 5 e-books to celebrate all things sexy in Bollywood!!
Have a wonderful day.
Lily x
BOLLYWOOD launches today at Total-E-Bound
It is an exciting start to the week as Total-E-Bound releases its amazing new Bollywood series. These sultry stories from Mumbai will be sure to get you hot and steamy and there is something for everyone's taste in erotic romance.
My spicy offering is a novella titled The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.
BLURB
No one knows it is I, Kamini Singh who writes The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.
The weekly column in Ichchha Magazine has been my secret for many years and penning Harita's wild sexual experiences has been a wonderful release for my frustrated emotions as I've waited for my parents to find me a suitable husband.
Now they have – the delectable Damon, and I can barely contain my excitement as our wedding, and wedding night, approaches. Handing myself over to him body and soul is going to be such a treat.
So imagine my delighted surprise when my new husband asks for even more than I ever dared hope? And imagine my shock when I realised that Damon had secrets of his own which could please me, satisfy me, and take me on ecstatic journeys which got more and more daring with each adventure Harita enjoyed.
Reader Advisory: This book contains ménage and dominance/submission.
EXCERPT
It has been an eventful weekend in my nocturnal world. Saturday night was my first pole performance at Talin's. The club was overflowing and the air thick with cigarette smoke and the bellow of men's chatter. During my first steps I was nervous, but practicing paid off, my routine went well and I was pleased with the new black suspender belt. It was sexy and risqué when I spun around the pole then belly danced for the front row of the audience.
Madan was, of course, there, sipping a drink chock full of ice, and his seductive, brown eyes never left my body as I danced and writhed, swung and twirled. He'd been keen to see this new craze, this new sizzling dance the girls had been talking about in hushed whispers and rehearsing in secret. I'd been even keener to show him, to perform for him. Just one look from Madan is like a thousand caresses from any other man.
When my erotic performance came to an end, he stood, slammed his drink on the table and stalked to the exit. My heart fluttered, and a lump grew in my belly. Had he not enjoyed watching me coil around the cool, hard steel? I'd caressed it like a lover and been shameless in the way I'd flashed the gusset of my panties to the entire room. I'd even considered doing the routine topless next time, it felt so good, so liberating, to be spinning through the air while everyone watched adoringly.
I headed into the backstage corridor, keen to get to my dressing room. Just as I wrapped my fingers around the door handle to my room, I heard my name called sharply.
"Harita."
I turned, clutching my chest. "Madan! You took me by surprise."
He took three ground-eating paces towards me, his jaw set and his eyes flashing. I couldn't tell if he were beyond furious or consumed with desire. There was a rise of colour on his cheeks and his fists were balled.
"What is it?" I asked, pushing open the door and taking a backwards step inside.
"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen," he said in a voice that was more like a growl than human speech. "Ever."
"You liked it?"
"Oh, yes." He moved into the small room with me and kicked the door shut. "And I'm going to show you just how much I liked it."
His fine-tailored jacket hit the floor with a quiet whump and he tore off his shirt. Between one breath and the next, he'd shifted the contents of my dressing table, bunching them to one side, and lifted my bum onto the cool wood.
"Madan," I gasped, gripping his hot, hard shoulders for purchase. "We can't, not here."
"You will do as I say." He ripped at my thong panties, tearing them from my body. "Especially when you have me about to combust, my sexy little Janu."
His eyes were stormy with desire, and lust coiled in my belly. I needed Madan the way I needed my next breath.
"Unzip me," he growled. "Take my lavDa into your sweet mouth. Don't stop sucking until I tell you to."
As his kiss threatened to consume me, I dragged at the zip on his pants and released his big, pulsing…
"Kamini, would you get off that laptop? You have a fitting in less than an hour."
"Yes, Mother," I shouted, quickly hitting 'save' and closing down the screen. I would have to finish Harita's sex scene later. Right now, there were essential wedding plans to organise.
That's not all, Total-E-Bound are holding a fabulous contest to win 5 e-books to celebrate all things sexy in Bollywood!!
Have a wonderful day.
Lily x
My spicy offering is a novella titled The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.
BLURB
No one knows it is I, Kamini Singh who writes The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.
The weekly column in Ichchha Magazine has been my secret for many years and penning Harita's wild sexual experiences has been a wonderful release for my frustrated emotions as I've waited for my parents to find me a suitable husband.
Now they have – the delectable Damon, and I can barely contain my excitement as our wedding, and wedding night, approaches. Handing myself over to him body and soul is going to be such a treat.
So imagine my delighted surprise when my new husband asks for even more than I ever dared hope? And imagine my shock when I realised that Damon had secrets of his own which could please me, satisfy me, and take me on ecstatic journeys which got more and more daring with each adventure Harita enjoyed.
Reader Advisory: This book contains ménage and dominance/submission.
EXCERPT
It has been an eventful weekend in my nocturnal world. Saturday night was my first pole performance at Talin's. The club was overflowing and the air thick with cigarette smoke and the bellow of men's chatter. During my first steps I was nervous, but practicing paid off, my routine went well and I was pleased with the new black suspender belt. It was sexy and risqué when I spun around the pole then belly danced for the front row of the audience.
Madan was, of course, there, sipping a drink chock full of ice, and his seductive, brown eyes never left my body as I danced and writhed, swung and twirled. He'd been keen to see this new craze, this new sizzling dance the girls had been talking about in hushed whispers and rehearsing in secret. I'd been even keener to show him, to perform for him. Just one look from Madan is like a thousand caresses from any other man.
When my erotic performance came to an end, he stood, slammed his drink on the table and stalked to the exit. My heart fluttered, and a lump grew in my belly. Had he not enjoyed watching me coil around the cool, hard steel? I'd caressed it like a lover and been shameless in the way I'd flashed the gusset of my panties to the entire room. I'd even considered doing the routine topless next time, it felt so good, so liberating, to be spinning through the air while everyone watched adoringly.
I headed into the backstage corridor, keen to get to my dressing room. Just as I wrapped my fingers around the door handle to my room, I heard my name called sharply.
"Harita."
I turned, clutching my chest. "Madan! You took me by surprise."
He took three ground-eating paces towards me, his jaw set and his eyes flashing. I couldn't tell if he were beyond furious or consumed with desire. There was a rise of colour on his cheeks and his fists were balled.
"What is it?" I asked, pushing open the door and taking a backwards step inside.
"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen," he said in a voice that was more like a growl than human speech. "Ever."
"You liked it?"
"Oh, yes." He moved into the small room with me and kicked the door shut. "And I'm going to show you just how much I liked it."
His fine-tailored jacket hit the floor with a quiet whump and he tore off his shirt. Between one breath and the next, he'd shifted the contents of my dressing table, bunching them to one side, and lifted my bum onto the cool wood.
"Madan," I gasped, gripping his hot, hard shoulders for purchase. "We can't, not here."
"You will do as I say." He ripped at my thong panties, tearing them from my body. "Especially when you have me about to combust, my sexy little Janu."
His eyes were stormy with desire, and lust coiled in my belly. I needed Madan the way I needed my next breath.
"Unzip me," he growled. "Take my lavDa into your sweet mouth. Don't stop sucking until I tell you to."
As his kiss threatened to consume me, I dragged at the zip on his pants and released his big, pulsing…
"Kamini, would you get off that laptop? You have a fitting in less than an hour."
"Yes, Mother," I shouted, quickly hitting 'save' and closing down the screen. I would have to finish Harita's sex scene later. Right now, there were essential wedding plans to organise.
That's not all, Total-E-Bound are holding a fabulous contest to win 5 e-books to celebrate all things sexy in Bollywood!!
Have a wonderful day.
Lily x
September 4, 2011
Kindlegraph!
Want my personalized digital autograph on the book you've just bought?
Now you can get one through Kindlegraph! You must have a TWITTER account for this to work but you don't have to have a Kindle version of the book!
All my books are available, and all you need to do is request a Kindlegraph! For information, go to: http://kindlegraph.com/books
Now you can get one through Kindlegraph! You must have a TWITTER account for this to work but you don't have to have a Kindle version of the book!
All my books are available, and all you need to do is request a Kindlegraph! For information, go to: http://kindlegraph.com/books
September 3, 2011
Always You by Karen Stivali
Karen Stivali's debut release at Ellora's Cave is out now...don't miss it!
When Shari discovers that her fiancé has been cheating on her, she lets the wedding go on according to plan, except while everyone else is at the church, Shari is heading to the airport to fly off on her honeymoon with her best friend, Jon.
Jon is only too happy to help Shari escape what he knew would have been an awful marriage. Plus he's thrilled by the prospect of time alone with her in a tropical paradise. He's always loved her and desired her as a lot more than a friend.
A steamy, romantic night on the beach turns into a whirlwind of desire as they take their friendship to multiple new levels of passion. But when Shari's apologetic ex tries to win her back, she must choose between the life she thought she was going to have with him and the possibility of love with Jon.
Excerpt
If you want to learn more about Karen Stivali click below!!
When Shari discovers that her fiancé has been cheating on her, she lets the wedding go on according to plan, except while everyone else is at the church, Shari is heading to the airport to fly off on her honeymoon with her best friend, Jon.
Jon is only too happy to help Shari escape what he knew would have been an awful marriage. Plus he's thrilled by the prospect of time alone with her in a tropical paradise. He's always loved her and desired her as a lot more than a friend.
A steamy, romantic night on the beach turns into a whirlwind of desire as they take their friendship to multiple new levels of passion. But when Shari's apologetic ex tries to win her back, she must choose between the life she thought she was going to have with him and the possibility of love with Jon.
Excerpt
If you want to learn more about Karen Stivali click below!!
August 31, 2011
OUT TODAY!
Slap Shot is available today from Ellora's Cave. Go grab a copy, settle down and read, then let me know what you think!
And the previous book Cross-Checked is up for Book of the Month at Miz Love Loves Books - if you enjoyed it/like the look of it feel free to vote. As always the support is greatly appreciated.
Have a wonderful day.
Lily x
And the previous book Cross-Checked is up for Book of the Month at Miz Love Loves Books - if you enjoyed it/like the look of it feel free to vote. As always the support is greatly appreciated.
Have a wonderful day.
Lily x
August 30, 2011
One Day to Go!
I am really excited about the release of Slap Shot tomorrow. It was such a fun and naughty novel to write and as the name suggests this hot hockey captain uses those talented hands for more than just smacking pucks into the back of the net.
To get us in the mood check out my webpage dedicated to those bad boys of the ice by clicking on the badge below.
And if you want some reading material here is Chapter One from the first book in my Hot Ice series, Hired, which won the D Renne Bagby's reader's choice award last December for Best First Chapter and Best Cover.
FIRST CHAPTER OF HIRED
EXCERPT FROM CROSS-CHECKED
EXCERPT FROM SLAP SHOT
As always, do let me know what you think...
Lily x
To get us in the mood check out my webpage dedicated to those bad boys of the ice by clicking on the badge below.
And if you want some reading material here is Chapter One from the first book in my Hot Ice series, Hired, which won the D Renne Bagby's reader's choice award last December for Best First Chapter and Best Cover.
FIRST CHAPTER OF HIRED
EXCERPT FROM CROSS-CHECKED
EXCERPT FROM SLAP SHOT
As always, do let me know what you think...
Lily x
August 28, 2011
Body Art
Join me over at Hitting the Hot Spot. I'm nattering about body art and have sourced some yummy pics.
August 26, 2011
Cold Nights, Hot Bodies
I just can't stop staring at my lovely new cover for Cold Nights, Hot Bodies......Phew!!!!!
ALONE TIME.
Head over to When One Is Not Enough where I am chatting about Alone Time.
