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July 29, 2011
NEW REVIEW FOR CROSS-CHECKED!
A four cherry Whipped Cream review has just come in for Cross-Checked and I am over the moon with it. Carly and Brick were so much fun to write about and their story is a fraught and very sexy one, I'm thrilled the reviewer enjoyed it so much.
The first novel in my HOT ICE series Hired was reviewed by Whipped Cream earlier in the year, here is what they said –
"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."
And the review for the second book in the series Cross-Checked.
"After reading the first book in the Hot Ice series, I was very unimpressed with Brick's character. His short role in Phoenix and Brooke's story, left me with the feeling that this wouldn't be the last that we see of him and I was anticipating the challenge that his character would no doubt bring in his own story. Therefore, I was completely surprised to see that much of the challenge and frustration didn't so much come from Brick, but from Carly herself.
Of course, there are good reasons for her actions and with the story told from Carly's point-of-view, it allows the reader to experience all the surprising layers that make-up Brick.
The stories I've read by Ms. Harlem have always been entertainingly sizzling reads and Cross-Checked is no exception. The sexual tension is thick and the pacing perfectly matched for connections to form with the characters. Ms. Harlem provided a surprising epilogue, which only leaves me wanting more of the Orlando Vipers and what will no doubt be another scorching read with my favorite fictional hockey team."
The third in the series will be out soon, Slap Shot stars Rick 'Ramrod' Lewis, the captain of The Vipers hockey team, and he certainly goes after what he wants.
Lily x
The first novel in my HOT ICE series Hired was reviewed by Whipped Cream earlier in the year, here is what they said –
"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."
And the review for the second book in the series Cross-Checked.
"After reading the first book in the Hot Ice series, I was very unimpressed with Brick's character. His short role in Phoenix and Brooke's story, left me with the feeling that this wouldn't be the last that we see of him and I was anticipating the challenge that his character would no doubt bring in his own story. Therefore, I was completely surprised to see that much of the challenge and frustration didn't so much come from Brick, but from Carly herself.
Of course, there are good reasons for her actions and with the story told from Carly's point-of-view, it allows the reader to experience all the surprising layers that make-up Brick.
The stories I've read by Ms. Harlem have always been entertainingly sizzling reads and Cross-Checked is no exception. The sexual tension is thick and the pacing perfectly matched for connections to form with the characters. Ms. Harlem provided a surprising epilogue, which only leaves me wanting more of the Orlando Vipers and what will no doubt be another scorching read with my favorite fictional hockey team."
The third in the series will be out soon, Slap Shot stars Rick 'Ramrod' Lewis, the captain of The Vipers hockey team, and he certainly goes after what he wants.
Lily x
July 28, 2011
A Spankingly Good Time!!
Join me today over at Hitting The Hot Spot where I've sourced some spanking pics and I'm having a natter about why we seem to enjoy reading and writing about a good, swift swat on a bare cheek!!
July 26, 2011
CONTEST!
Head over to When One Is Not Enough where I am holding a contest.
July 23, 2011
Sexy Hockey Players
If you've enjoyed my HOT ICE series, all about those sinfully delicious boys of the ice, then make sure you check out my hot hockey player page and see the real thing.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Lily x
Have a wonderful weekend.
Lily x
July 21, 2011
Doing good while being bad!!
Coming Together as One was a project I was involved in last year. Its a collection of ménage stories edited by the lovely Alessia Brio and all profits go the charity One.
Authors donated stories and Alessia compiled them into one delicious paperback/e-book, however, several of the longer stories, including mine, The Actress, have been made into individual e-books and are available from All Romance E-Books for the fabulous price of $0.99 - again all profits go to charity.
Here is the blurb for The Actress.
Sapphire Makepeace has lived her red carpet life of champagne, caviar and glittering Oscars to the fullest. But she's also used her celebrity to raise money for charity, one such endeavor included a daring expedition to the summit of mount Everest in which the world feared her early demise when she became trapped by a furious storm
It was this storm that resulted in the queen of cinema, Hollywood's angel, having a secret shared with only two men. Andy and Lee Driver, brothers, English, mountaineering adrenaline junkies.Fifty four years later their names still roll around her tongue a hundred times a day, because an encounter that extreme, that intense is one that lasts an entire lifetime.
Excerpt
I pulled at my helmet and yanked my gloves off with my teeth. My fingers were white, my nail beds blue. I tried to blow on the chilled flesh but my clouding breath stuttered and missed its target. I gave up and attempted to unzip my jacket. My unfeeling fingers refused to work. They just wouldn't do as I asked. I scrabbled twice and missed, unable to feel the small piece of metal I was searching for.
Lee saw my uncoordinated struggle. "Here," he said, reaching with a now gloveless hand and undoing the zip. He took hold of my left cuff and tugged the sleeve off my arm, then repeated the action with my left, freeing me from my damp jacket and revealing my black thermal top.
"Jeez, have you seen her fingers?" Andy said, grabbing for my wrist. "They're hypo."
Lee frowned, dropped his goggles around his neck, and then looked deep into my eyes. "Why didn't you tell us you were so cold?" His voice sounded both worried and annoyed.
"I… I didn't want you to think I was being all pathetic," I managed. "And besides, you two were coping all right. You're…you're not too cold."
"We've done it before, remember? Plus, we've got a bit more bloody meat on our bones than you."
Lee swept his eyes over my petite frame, and despite my painfully frozen thoughts, I noticed he lingered on the swell of my breasts. "Well, I s—s—stopped feeling so cold whilst you were doing the… the tent."
"Shit, Sapphire, one of the symptoms of hypothermia is to stop feeling cold." He reached out and popped open my waterproof trousers. "There's only one thing for it. Get these off, now."
"Why?" I said with a weak attempt at being indignant.
"Because, if we don't get your core temperature up a few degrees, the only role you'll be good for when you get back to Hollywood is playing a bloody corpse."
Lee worked on my boots, freed my feet, then grabbed the hem of my trousers and literally tipped me out of them. Andy fiddled noisily with the zips on the sleeping bags. "In," he instructed holding up the opening of the now one big sleeping bag. "Quick, before your hypothermia becomes irreversible."
I did as I was told and shoved my frozen legs into the silky insides of the bag. It felt smooth and soft against my thermal trousers, and I could hear the swish of the synthetic material as I moved, but it was still cold, my feet were still numb. I didn't have enough heat in my body to warm the space.
Next thing I knew, Lee was rooting in beside me in just his thermals, his big body hulking all the way down the sleeping bag and touching the entire length of mine.
"What are you doing?" I said on a shiver, unable to curl into a foetal position because of the way he was dominating the bag.
"Saving your life," he said. "Again." He turned on his right side and in a scooping movement pulled me tight against his broad chest. My breasts mashed against his pecs, and I bent my arms up into the cradle he created for me. His legs entwined with mine to create maximum surface area connection.
The heat pouring from his body was intoxicating; like a glass of water to someone dying of thirst or a cylinder of oxygen to a suffocating man. I whimpered pathetically and snuggled deeper into him. I closed my eyes and got a dose of his raw, male pheromones seeping though his thermal top. It didn't smell like Dean's sharp, citrus cologne. It was musky and natural, unfamiliar but delicious. It did strange things to my erratically circulating blood which began to pool pleasurably in my belly, creating a new type of heat that was inappropriate for the seriousness of the situation.
"Budge over a bit," Andy husked from behind my shoulder.
Lee shuffled me even closer, and I felt the long hard length of his penis pressing into my thigh.
I hope you have time to check out my naughty story, and if you do, be sure to let me know what you think, and while you're reading, remember you're doing good while being bad :-)
Lily x
Authors donated stories and Alessia compiled them into one delicious paperback/e-book, however, several of the longer stories, including mine, The Actress, have been made into individual e-books and are available from All Romance E-Books for the fabulous price of $0.99 - again all profits go to charity.
Here is the blurb for The Actress.
Sapphire Makepeace has lived her red carpet life of champagne, caviar and glittering Oscars to the fullest. But she's also used her celebrity to raise money for charity, one such endeavor included a daring expedition to the summit of mount Everest in which the world feared her early demise when she became trapped by a furious storm
It was this storm that resulted in the queen of cinema, Hollywood's angel, having a secret shared with only two men. Andy and Lee Driver, brothers, English, mountaineering adrenaline junkies.Fifty four years later their names still roll around her tongue a hundred times a day, because an encounter that extreme, that intense is one that lasts an entire lifetime.
Excerpt
I pulled at my helmet and yanked my gloves off with my teeth. My fingers were white, my nail beds blue. I tried to blow on the chilled flesh but my clouding breath stuttered and missed its target. I gave up and attempted to unzip my jacket. My unfeeling fingers refused to work. They just wouldn't do as I asked. I scrabbled twice and missed, unable to feel the small piece of metal I was searching for.
Lee saw my uncoordinated struggle. "Here," he said, reaching with a now gloveless hand and undoing the zip. He took hold of my left cuff and tugged the sleeve off my arm, then repeated the action with my left, freeing me from my damp jacket and revealing my black thermal top.
"Jeez, have you seen her fingers?" Andy said, grabbing for my wrist. "They're hypo."
Lee frowned, dropped his goggles around his neck, and then looked deep into my eyes. "Why didn't you tell us you were so cold?" His voice sounded both worried and annoyed.
"I… I didn't want you to think I was being all pathetic," I managed. "And besides, you two were coping all right. You're…you're not too cold."
"We've done it before, remember? Plus, we've got a bit more bloody meat on our bones than you."
Lee swept his eyes over my petite frame, and despite my painfully frozen thoughts, I noticed he lingered on the swell of my breasts. "Well, I s—s—stopped feeling so cold whilst you were doing the… the tent."
"Shit, Sapphire, one of the symptoms of hypothermia is to stop feeling cold." He reached out and popped open my waterproof trousers. "There's only one thing for it. Get these off, now."
"Why?" I said with a weak attempt at being indignant.
"Because, if we don't get your core temperature up a few degrees, the only role you'll be good for when you get back to Hollywood is playing a bloody corpse."
Lee worked on my boots, freed my feet, then grabbed the hem of my trousers and literally tipped me out of them. Andy fiddled noisily with the zips on the sleeping bags. "In," he instructed holding up the opening of the now one big sleeping bag. "Quick, before your hypothermia becomes irreversible."
I did as I was told and shoved my frozen legs into the silky insides of the bag. It felt smooth and soft against my thermal trousers, and I could hear the swish of the synthetic material as I moved, but it was still cold, my feet were still numb. I didn't have enough heat in my body to warm the space.
Next thing I knew, Lee was rooting in beside me in just his thermals, his big body hulking all the way down the sleeping bag and touching the entire length of mine.
"What are you doing?" I said on a shiver, unable to curl into a foetal position because of the way he was dominating the bag.
"Saving your life," he said. "Again." He turned on his right side and in a scooping movement pulled me tight against his broad chest. My breasts mashed against his pecs, and I bent my arms up into the cradle he created for me. His legs entwined with mine to create maximum surface area connection.
The heat pouring from his body was intoxicating; like a glass of water to someone dying of thirst or a cylinder of oxygen to a suffocating man. I whimpered pathetically and snuggled deeper into him. I closed my eyes and got a dose of his raw, male pheromones seeping though his thermal top. It didn't smell like Dean's sharp, citrus cologne. It was musky and natural, unfamiliar but delicious. It did strange things to my erratically circulating blood which began to pool pleasurably in my belly, creating a new type of heat that was inappropriate for the seriousness of the situation.
"Budge over a bit," Andy husked from behind my shoulder.
Lee shuffled me even closer, and I felt the long hard length of his penis pressing into my thigh.
I hope you have time to check out my naughty story, and if you do, be sure to let me know what you think, and while you're reading, remember you're doing good while being bad :-)
Lily x
July 20, 2011
CONTEST AT "WHEN ONE IS NOT ENOUGH"
Get yourself over to When One Is Not Enough and check out Jenika Snow's very informative, and very saucy, blog post. Leave her a comment to be in with a chance of winning one of her latest releases.
July 19, 2011
Mirror Music Review
This morning after my tea and toast I flicked on the computer to find a lovely You Gotta Read review for the second in my Mattress Music series.
This is a set of three short stories from Ellora's Cave which features rock band The Manic Machines. The first book - Mattress Music - won book of the week at Long and Short Reviews back in February and I love it when the other books are also well received. I have a particular thing for the guy on the cover of Mirror Music, he looks so rockstarish, no wonder she is clinging to him - I would, and having him naked in a room full of mirrors - YUM!!
Review -
Childhood sweethearts Jenny Calahan and Robbie Harding were once as close as two people in love can be, but misconceptions and jealously tore them apart. Now that Robbie has reached rock star status as the lead singer of Manic Machines, he's discovered what's really important in his life. He wants his Jenny back.
After years of avoiding Robbie and her broken heart, Jenny has reached her own goals. Night after night tickets and backstage passes appear along with a request from Robbie to attend his concert. She finally attends the concert and the two reminiscence and rekindle their relationship. Mirror Music is the second book in this series. Although the book length and story time-frame is short, Ms. Harlem keeps the scenario believable with vivid compelling characters. From the beginning you hope they get back together. There is plenty of heat (true to this author's style) but with an underlying sweetness that's often missing from erotic romance. Mirror Music is a lovely reunion of hearts and a story you've gotta read.
d.
This is a set of three short stories from Ellora's Cave which features rock band The Manic Machines. The first book - Mattress Music - won book of the week at Long and Short Reviews back in February and I love it when the other books are also well received. I have a particular thing for the guy on the cover of Mirror Music, he looks so rockstarish, no wonder she is clinging to him - I would, and having him naked in a room full of mirrors - YUM!!
Review -
Childhood sweethearts Jenny Calahan and Robbie Harding were once as close as two people in love can be, but misconceptions and jealously tore them apart. Now that Robbie has reached rock star status as the lead singer of Manic Machines, he's discovered what's really important in his life. He wants his Jenny back.
After years of avoiding Robbie and her broken heart, Jenny has reached her own goals. Night after night tickets and backstage passes appear along with a request from Robbie to attend his concert. She finally attends the concert and the two reminiscence and rekindle their relationship. Mirror Music is the second book in this series. Although the book length and story time-frame is short, Ms. Harlem keeps the scenario believable with vivid compelling characters. From the beginning you hope they get back together. There is plenty of heat (true to this author's style) but with an underlying sweetness that's often missing from erotic romance. Mirror Music is a lovely reunion of hearts and a story you've gotta read.
d.
July 18, 2011
SEXY SOLDIERS
Its a dull Monday morning in the UK so I thought I would share some pics of yummy men in uniform to brighten up the day - enjoy :-)
And last but by no means least................
Have a great day, Lily x
And last but by no means least................
Have a great day, Lily x
July 16, 2011
FREE WEEKEND READ!
If you have a spare fifteen minutes then read, for FREE, my steamy short story Unhealthy Obsession.
Be sure to let me know what you think, and have a great weekend.
Lily x
Be sure to let me know what you think, and have a great weekend.
Lily x
July 15, 2011
New Cover!
Today I am showing off the beautiful new cover I've just received from Total-E-Bound for my up-coming release Orchestrating Manoeuvres. It was designed by TEB's talented Art Director Emmy Ellis and I am sooo in love with it.
This London based story features in the Treble Anthology but will be available as a single title on Audio in September.
OM is a ménage a trois and features Tiffany O'Dell, a heartbroken supermodel, and two deliciously talented Italian pianists who book her to star in their racy new video. Naturally with people this gorgeous and with such highly strung personalities, the tale soon takes on a very sexy twist and sparks fly on and off camera.
Lily x
This London based story features in the Treble Anthology but will be available as a single title on Audio in September.
OM is a ménage a trois and features Tiffany O'Dell, a heartbroken supermodel, and two deliciously talented Italian pianists who book her to star in their racy new video. Naturally with people this gorgeous and with such highly strung personalities, the tale soon takes on a very sexy twist and sparks fly on and off camera.
Lily x
