Thursday, March 16, 2017

Release Blitz~ Lucy Felthouse's An Interesting Find


Out Now—An Interesting Find by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #menage #military #gay


Nathan and Lee are on a relaxing summer holiday in the UK. They plan to do lots of walking and exploring in the beautiful English countryside. Naturally, typical British weather derails their plans on their first day, leaving them cooped up indoors with little to do but read.

When the weather clears, the men eagerly put on their hiking boots and head out for a walk. However, when they reach their destination—a pond a little distance from their holiday cottage—they make a shocking discovery. An odd-looking bundle of rags turns out to be an unconscious man. With no one else around, and no mobile phone signal to call for help, they manage to get the stranger back to their cottage to get him warm and dry, and figure out what to do next.

When their unexpected house guest regains consciousness, however, things just get more complicated. The stranger—a British soldier called Jonny—doesn’t want the authorities to be notified of his presence. As the three men try to come to some agreement, the sexual tension in the air becomes apparent, and suddenly the last thing on any of their minds is leaving the cottage…

Buy links:
Amazon (universal link): http://mybook.to/aninterestingfind
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/2mstDwW
Google Books: http://bit.ly/2mdFPAS



Excerpt:
Closing his book with a very final slap, Nathan then put it on the coffee table in front of him. He leaned back in his chair. Stretching languidly, he said, “Bloody good, that was. Though, admittedly, I thought it’d last me all week. Wasn’t expecting to get through it on day one.”
Raising an eyebrow, Lee shot Nathan an amused glance. “Not far off myself. Fucking storm. Stupid us, eh, going on holiday in the UK in summertime—not like you can guarantee the sodding weather, is it? Should’ve gone to the Canaries.”
“No, we can’t guarantee the weather, but…” Nathan gave the window a sidelong glance, “I do have some good news.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. The torrential downpour has stopped.”
“Seriously?” Lee slammed his own book closed and scurried over to the window. “Oh, wow, it’s cleared right up, and I can see a rainbow. Wanna head out? Just a little wander down to that pond we saw on the way here, maybe? Get some fresh air. We’ve got loads of daylight left, haven’t we?”
Nathan checked his watch. “Yeah, plenty. Especially if we’re only nipping to the pond. It’s probably only a fifteen-minute walk.”
“Fantastic. I was going a bit fucking stir crazy in here. I’ll grab our coats and shoes.”
Lee had disappeared into the hallway of their rented holiday cottage before Nathan had the chance to reply. Shaking his head with a smile, Nathan collected their empty mugs from the coffee table and took them into the kitchen, then got a bottle of water from the fridge. He doubted they’d need a drink during their short trek along the road, but he could just shove the bottle in his coat pocket and forget about it. At least it’d be there if they wanted it.
When he returned to the living room, Lee was just about to tie up his laces.
“I got water,” Nathan said, brandishing the bottle.
“Cool. Shoes are there.” He nodded to the chair Nathan had been sitting in. Sure enough, his trail shoes were waiting on the floor in front of it.
“Thanks.”
Within a few minutes, they were headed out of the door. Nathan locked up, pocketed the key, then checked the handle. He doubted very much the place would get broken into—they were in the middle of nowhere, after all. There were farms nearby, but the closest village was about a mile and a half away. So any thieves would have to make a considerable effort to get to the cottage in the first place, never mind attempt to break into it. Rolling his eyes at his own paranoia, he turned and followed Lee, who’d already started walking slowly along the road in the direction of the pond.
After falling into step beside Lee, Nathan pulled in some deep breaths, enjoying the fresh air after being cooped up in the cottage. It was a beautiful and cozy place, but it was supposed to be a base for them to go walking—somewhere for them to eat, sleep and shower, not to be stuck in for hours on end, staring at the walls. Or climbing them.
He admired the rainbow as they walked, its vivid colors painted across the watery sky. It seemed the clouds had literally exhausted themselves—only occasional wispy streaks of white now interrupted the never-ending blue. The sun beamed down, heating up the ground and beginning to evaporate the huge puddles. It would take some doing—one such puddle stretched across the width of the road, and they had to skirt around its edge to avoid getting wet feet.
Nathan smiled. Though the storm itself had been grim, the washed-out aftermath made everything feel fresh, clean somehow.
“You look thoughtful,” Lee said, breaking into his reverie. “A penny for them?”
“Mmm. It’s one of those things that sounds better in your head than said out loud.”
“Try me.”
Shrugging, Nathan replied. “Nothing major. Just admiring the rainbow, the sky, the clouds… Thinking how everything looks so fresh and clean after a good storm. Like it’s been purified, or something… Ugh, it’s stupid.”
Lee stopped and reached for Nathan’s hand. His green eyes were wide and filled with wonder. “No, it isn’t. Not at all—I was thinking something similar myself. It’s kinda romantic, isn’t it? Purification, rebirth, and all that.”
“In a roundabout way, maybe. I dunno.” He shrugged again.
Lee’s eyes narrowed, and his lips curved into a wicked grin. “We could make it romantic.”
“How so?”
“Come here, and I’ll show you.” Still gripping Nathan’s hand, Lee tugged him close and moved in for a kiss. Nathan went into the embrace willingly, the smile on his face soon smothered by Lee’s hot lips.



Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller) and The Persecution of the Wolves. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 150 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9


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Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Book Spotlight- Accounting For Love by Kate Hill

Accounting for Love
by Kate Hill
Erotic Paranormal Romance, St. Patrick’s Day

Blurb:
Lucas has just returned from a most unsatisfying vacation to find his department at the Wit and Wizardry Brewery in a shambles. Of troll ancestry, Lucas is a man of appalling disposition and astounding accounting skills. Determined to set everything in order as soon as possible, he refuses to leave the office at closing time, even thought it means missing out on St. Patrick's Day celebrations.

Lucas finds he's not the only one working late. Cait, the newly hired head of marketing for the brewery, is there as well. Her overly-cheerful manner drives Lucas crazy. The last thing he needs is an optimistic, chatty, adorable pixie distracting him at work, but she can't seem to understand that he wants to be left alone.

What neither realize is that earlier that evening, Lucas had washed down his dinner with a magical beer that will guide him toward his true love. The abominable accountant and the merry marketing manager are about to prove that opposites do attract and St. Patrick's Day really is the best day to fall in love.

Excerpt:
"I can't believe what I'm seeing. This place is a complete disaster. It looks like a dozen air-headed pixies turned this office upside down," Lucas said with a growl.

He flipped through the piles of unorganized paperwork on his desk and cursed the lazy sadist who had invented paid vacations. He hadn't wanted to go away for a week, but his bosses said that he hadn't taken time off in. . .well, Lucas had always managed to avoid extended leaves. An occasional weekend off was all he needed. Time off meant a change to his carefully planned schedule.

"It's going to take me all day and most of the night to get remotely organized again. Damn it, Dillon. Who did you get to cover for me while I was away?"

Dillon Dunn was probably the only friend Lucas had. Dillon hadn't hired Lucas because of their friendship, however. It was because Lucas was the best at his job. Dillon and his two brothers knew how to brew beer, that was for sure, but they also knew their limits and spared no expense hiring the best people for their company. The Wit and Wizardry Brewery had an unsurpassed reputation in both the mortal and magical worlds.

As accounting manager at the brewery's magical headquarters, Lucas worked in a renovated castle in Ireland, well disguised from the human population. Outside, it appeared weathered and uninhabited, but inside hummed with activity, from Lucas's basement office to the promotions department in the tallest, sunniest tower.

"Uh, first off, my friend, watch the pixie slurs. You know we're inclusive here at Wit and Wizardry," Dillon said. "Not to mention, we do have an actual Pixie working for us now."

"How can I forget?" muttered Lucas.

Cait, the new marketing manager in charge of advertising their beer to the magical world, was everything Lucas hated in a woman--well just about. She had that perky, condescending, false-friendliness that he detested about so many people in the corporate world. Marketing managers like Cait seemed particularly adept at it. Nothing ruffled her, she was always smiling and complimented Lucas every time they met, even though he merely grunted in reply and never complimented her back. The only good thing he could say about her was that she was beautiful and nowadays that was considered sexual harassment.

Lucas remembered the old days, when a man could grab a woman's arse, gaze into her eyes and praise her comely looks before dragging her to a nice bed of leaves in a secluded cave.

Ah well, memories like that were literally from ages ago. In those times, when men were men and women were less complicated, he'd been little more than a lad, spending summers with his father's family in the mountains of Northern Europe. Trolls weren't much for talking, but few magical creatures were better at action, either in bed or on the battlefield.

"Well try to be nice to her," Dillon said.

"Nice isn't in my nature."

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About Kate
Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels.
When she's not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out, spending time with her family and pets and running the Compelling Beasts Blog, dedicated to antagonists, antiheroes and paranormal creatures. She also writes under the name Saloni Quinby.

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Upcoming Release- Moon Kissed Magic (Devon Falls 4)


Moon Kissed Magic
Devon Falls 4
Paranormal Erotic Romance, Wolf Shifter
Fireborn Publishing
Release date: March 24th, 2017

A wolf shifter finds that falling in love is not the only problem he has. He has to convince Jaxon, his soul mate, his love is true.

For wolf shifter Rod Dracon, finding his destined mate just got harder. For the woman his wolf wants is none other than Jaxon Sinclair. A woman who sneers and quips about his life but he can't deny she calls to him on a primal level. Now the problem is…this wolf shifter has to claim his mate before she walks away…forever.

Short Teaser:

Jax didn't want to think of Rod after her night spent washing wishes but her thoughts seemed not to bother following her wishes tonight. Each time she was at the bar, that lothario had women draped all over him like leeches and yet he hadn't hit on her since that one night of drunken monkey sex in high school.
Honestly, she had more than one brain cell, unlike some of the women he took home. Even though she enjoyed the way his jeans hugged his tight ass and the way his muscles bunched under his t-shirt, Jax knew better than to contemplate a night with the "stud master", the nickname she gave him after years of hearing about his conquests. It was enough to see him at the local hotspots working his wiles on the women, and whenever she got near him, he acted like she was cramping his style.
Sighing, she tossed her shoes in the corner, grabbed some water, walked into her bedroom, and sank on the edge of her bed. She hated dishes as well as men who thought they were all that and a bag of chips. What is it with men who think they need to add one more notch on that bedpost? Jax tossed her clothes into the corner. She wrinkled her nose at the stale beer and smoke smells that wafted from them.
Slowly she made her way to the shower and tried to figure out why she was bothered by the way the cheap floozies immediately spied Rodrick and flew to his side. It was enough to make her ashamed to be a woman. Jax stepped inside the shower and tried to erase the sight of not one, not two, but three women draped all over Rod.
She soaped down and let the hot water ease her aches.
She muttered, "If I am ever that desperate to get laid again, I hope someone just shoots me to put me out of misery. I may have enjoyed that one wild night in high school but he sure didn't care. He left that morning without a goodbye and I'm definitely not interested in him anymore. He needs to learn that someday he will find a woman who will say no and mean it. Then I will laugh uncontrollably at the irony of it all."
Jax got out of the shower and yawned. She turned off the lights and padded naked to the bed. Drawing the sheets over her, she yawned as she watched the shadows dance in the moonlight against her walls. I wonder if I will ever see Rodrick work to win not just a woman's body but also her heart as well. He needs to learn that women are not just play toys for him. If that happens, I am going to cheer and hope she has better sense than I did. She punched her pillow and settled into sleep.
"He needs to be taught a lesson," Jax mumbled before sleep took over.

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Friday, March 10, 2017

Welcome author Anne Welch

Getting to Know Bestselling Author, Anne Welch

When did you know, you wanted to become a writer? Talk about your background.

Anne: I think I always knew I wanted to write. I grew up in a very small town in South Carolina. From a young age, I loved to read and make up my own stories. As I got older I began writing songs. Music had always been a big part of my childhood as well. I sang and acted in church plays. After high school I decided to pursue songwriting and moved to Nashville, TN. I had moderate success and even had a couple of my songs on the radio. But I soon realized that didn’t pay the bills so I went to work in the medical field. For years, I continued to write lyrics and short stories and one day I met Author Anna Kristell. We became fast friends and I worked as her assistant for a couple of years. I shared my love of writing with her and showed her some of my stories. She encouraged me to give writing books a shot. Through her guidance and encouragement, I published my first book, It’s An Anne Thing, in 2014. This book quickly became a best seller for me in humor/satire. By the end of 2017 I will have published my 7th book.  

 What genres do you write? Do you have a preference? 

Anne: I always tell people I have two sides and each one balances the other out. One is my humorous side. I love to laugh and make people laugh. So naturally I began with humor/satire books, It’s An Anne Thing, and It’s An Anne Thing Two. In these books, you learn about my love for houseboys, hot neighbor and duct tape. Some people think those books are entirely fiction but several of the stories are true. My other side is darker and more serious and I channel those in my contemporary and romantic suspense books. My contemporary series called Carolina Series is based on the small town I grew up in. The first book Carolina Hope is out now. Carolina Longing and Carolina Faith will be out very soon. I also just had the privilege of being a part of Paige Tyler’s Dallas Fire and Rescue Kindle World series. My first book Burning Fury is out now.

I love connecting with my readers. I promise to try to make you laugh daily. Readers Can Find Anne:

Website | Twitter | Amazon

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Anne Welch will be attending Romancing the Smokies

March 17-18, 2017 | Hilton Knoxville Airport, Alcoa, TN

Romancing the Smokies, a production by Sweet Romance Author Donna Wright, is a romance readers dream with a Emerald Isle event, author meet and greet, an elegant luncheon, book signing, Masquerade Ball including fun casino games, plus tons of swag and giveaways. Here, readers get to meet their favorite authors and authors get to connect with readers. We have put together authors from every sub-genre of Romance and even some Mystery authors so you, the reader, can make a personal connection and really get to know the authors whose books you’ve loved.

See full details at our website HERE.
See ticket options at Eventbright HERE. (the book signing from 2 to 4 on Saturday is free to the public)
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Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Valentine's Day Author Hop/Giveaway


Happy Valentine's Day my friends and welcome to the Valentine Author Blog Hop. Today is all about the authors on the hop and you may find some new reads/authors to enjoy and maybe a contest or two as well. :-) 

For  my post, I am going to showcase my second book, Passion's Embrace, which is part of my paranormal erotic romance series Devon Falls. It's a Valentine's themed story that has a dream walker, a bachelor/dog auction and some steamy scenes with light kink to heat things up. 


Paranormal Erotic Romance
Fireborn Publishing
Get it for $0.99 till Feb. 14th
Available at Publisher

With the help of a charity fundraiser, Raven DeMarco is set up to find Mr. Right on Valentine's Day. The problem is, she's already found Mr. Right...in her dreams. Now, she needs to find the sexy man in real life.
Can a cynical woman find the man of her dreams in real life this Valentine's Day?
With the help of a charity fundraiser, Jenna sets up her friend, Raven DeMarco, to find her own perfect mate. Raven though, has found Mr. Right...in her dreams. Now, if she could only find the sexy man in real life.
CONTENT ADVISORY: This is a re-release title. It was originally published under the title of Red Hot Magic. The story has been expanded and re-edited.
Teaser Excerpt:
Jenna Stevens walked into the Candy Kisses Shoppe, searching for Raven DeMarco. Once Raven saw what Jenna had in her hand, she knew her partner would definitely unleash her Cajun temper. Still, Jenna couldn't resist playing a little part in helping her friend find a love similar to the one Jenna now enjoyed. She couldn't imagine a love like she had with Marc until he walked into her life this past Christmas season. Each day brought something new with him and she was in agreement that Raven deserved the kind of passion and love Marc had brought into her life.
Looking around the shop, Jenna saw Raven was busy decorating the store for Valentine's Day. Glistening hearts hung from the ceiling, candles and cheery cherubs swung from the windows, and a huge double heart sparkled in the large front window. A chocolate picture in between the two hearts always caught Jenna's eye. With the help of her lover's magic, the window's appearance changed every few days. Visitors asked what caused it to change. Jenna made sure to tell them "the power of love" was responsible. A love like the one she shared with Marc was what she wanted for her best and most wonderful friend.
Jenna swept a critical eye over the well-stocked counter displays as her mind replayed what Marc introduced her to last night involving the many uses of candy. It was enough to make her blush all over, especially when she remembered how wanton she got whenever he touched her.
Shaking her head, she crossed the shop and went into the back room where they created their candy. "Raven, you got a minute? I got to talk to you about something."
Walking to the coffee pot, Jenna inhaled the aroma of the wonderful chicory coffee Raven made every morning. She soon spotted her friend near the cooler door.
Pouring a cup of strong, steaming liquid to give her the caffeine buzz she thoroughly enjoyed, Jenna tried to figure out a way to bring up the Bachelor/Dog Auction set for Valentine's Day to benefit the local animal shelter.
Jenna turned around and leaned against the marble counter. As she sipped her morning brew, she studied Raven from under her lashes. Tall and strikingly beautiful, Raven exuded a confidence that drew many men's eyes. With her long blond hair, piercing green eyes with long lashes, and pouty lips begging for kisses, her single days would be few once she met the right man.
"I know you don't have plans for Valentine's Day. Why haven't you gotten out lately? You used to have a date each week, and I always teased you about it," Jenna asked, watching Raven warily.
"Cheri, I swore off men after my last disastrous date with Mr. Exotic. I think it was around the time you met Marc, if I remember correctly." Raven straightened slowly. "I decided to take a break. Let's just say that date with Mr. Exotic wasn't so exotic or as wonderful as you could imagine. When a date becomes Mr. Grabby Hands, I wasn't as amused as he thought I was supposed to be."
"You know I want you as happy as I am with Marc. I want you to find the love you deserve. I know you, Raven. We've been friends for ages. Can you honestly tell me that you're happy the way you are, that you're not lonely?"
Raven sighed. "You know me so well, cheri. I do want love, but I also know it will come when it is the right time. Am I not right? Didn't I tell you that you would find the one man to make you weak in the knees when you least expected? Then in walked Marc."
Jenna took a deep breath and handed Raven the flyer she had hiding behind her on the counter. "Raven, I know you're right, but I still think you should check this out. Maybe just have some harmless fun."
"What is this, Jenna?" Raven held the paper and read the flyer aloud, "It's that time of year again when Cupid flies around delivering love arrows. The Bachelor/Dog Auction will benefit the local animal shelter. Four-legged animals need love, too. Winners go out on a date to the scrumptious Fairy Castle Restaurant. Join the fun at the Dragon Inn, Valentine's Day at seven pm. Check out the dogs that need your love and support, as well as the men that accent them."
Raven looked at her friend after reading the flyer and smiled. "It's okay, Jenna. I was planning to attend anyway, just to see if they had any dogs that would be right for Allegra and me. The cat needs something to torture besides my feet when I am sleeping."
Jenna relaxed a bit and chuckled at the affectionate, yet exasperated tone she heard in Raven's voice when speaking of her kitten.
Raven gave a wicked little laugh. "Besides, cheri, the men won't be too bad, either."
A huge wave of relief went through Jenna at Raven's reaction to the flyer. "I was hoping you wouldn't lose that Cajun temper on me if I brought it up."
Laughing a little, Jenna finished her coffee and smiled, hugging her friend. "I only want what's best for you. Now, I think we need to get some more candy-coated hearts finished in time for the most romantic day of the year."
With a wave, Jenna nearly skipped into the store to get ready for the anticipated rush of people ordering their Valentine gifts, hoping Raven was serious about attending the charity auction.
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Where to find the rest of the blog hop participants: http://www.nickijmarkus.com/2017/01/valentine-author-blog-hop-sign-ups.html

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Friday, January 20, 2017

New Submission Sent in

Sent in the fourth book in my Devon Falls Series called Moon Kissed Magic and it features my playboy wolf shifter, Rodrick Dracon, Damien's twin (you met Damien in Shattered Magic).

I loved writing this one because Jaxon Sinclair really gives Rod a run for his money. This wolf finds out that the path of love is not so easy after all.

Here is the tagline and blurb:

A wolf shifter finds that falling in love is not the only problem he has. Can he convince Jaxon that his love is true?


For wolf shifter Rod Dracon finding his destined mate just got harder for the woman his wolf wanted was none other than Jaxon Sinclair. A woman who would sneer and quip about his life but he couldn’t deny that she called to him on a primal level. Now the question is can this wolf shifter claim his mate before she walks away….forever.

Fingers crossed that Fireborn likes it! 

Saturday, January 7, 2017

Book Spotlight~ Window Dressing by Lucy Felthouse

Out Now—Hot #lesfic Window Dressing by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985)

Blurb:
Can Jessie work with a woman with the looks of a pixie and the personality of a dragon to complete the most important task of her career?

Shop-fitter Jessie is sent to London’s Oxford Street to work on a flagship store’s front window overnight. It’s the first time she’s completed such an important task by herself, but the plans and organisation are solid—it’s just a case of getting it turned around before the store re-opens the following morning. What she’s not betting on, however, is the woman in charge of the project—Edith. She has the looks of a pixie but the personality of a dragon, and it soon becomes clear to Jessie that the job isn’t going to be plain sailing, not with Edith being awkward and putting Jessie down at every turn. As the hours drag on, Jessie somehow manages to peer beneath Edith’s frosty exterior, and much to her surprise, she kind of likes what she finds. But will she abandon her principles—and potentially risk her job—for a one-off thing?

Buy links:
Amazon (universal link): http://viewbook.at/windowdressing
All Romance eBooks: http://bit.ly/2hMsUof
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/2gTdtWK
Pride Publishing: http://bit.ly/2h3xT4B

*****
Excerpt:
With a sigh of relief, I followed the satnav’s instructions and indicated right, swinging the van into the side road off of London’s Oxford Street.
“You have reached your destination,” remarked the posh voice coming from the machine.
“Thank fuck for that,” I shot back, removing the device from the windscreen and wiping at the tell-tale ring it left behind on the glass with my sleeve, hoping to remove any temptation for potential thieves. No doubt they swarmed around this area, tourist Mecca as it was. I didn’t want them to catch me out.
I stowed away the satnav, switched off the van’s ignition, and grabbed all my stuff. Hopping out onto the road, I locked the van and pocketed the keys. Then, wiping my damp palms on my black work trousers, I approached the rear door of the shop where I was to work.
Come on, get a grip, Jessie! You may be new at this, but you know what you’re doing. You’ve got this.
I wasn’t totally insane to be nervous. I’d been working for the shop-fitting company for just over a year now, and it was great. I really enjoyed the work, the variety. But this was the first time I’d been sent out on a job by myself. It hadn’t been intentional, either—the job was last minute, and the client had made it worth my employer’s while. Normally there’d been a team of two coming here, but there was another big job, one that needed the more experienced fitters on board. Therefore I’d been pulled off that task, in order to do this one. Alone.
Adding more worry was the warning one of my colleagues had given me on finding out where I was being sent. “You watch out for that Edith woman, Jessie. She may look like a pixie, but she’s actually more of a dragon. She frightens the bloody life out of me.”
The warning ringing in my ears, I took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell. I could do this. I could. I’d made it all the way from Leeds to London, navigating busy motorways and the complete insanity that was England’s capital city, venturing right into the heart—the craziest of the crazy. Fortunately, by the time I’d hit the West End, the traffic wasn’t too bad, given that the shops were closing and rush hour had been and gone. There were still morons galore, naturally—honking taxi drivers, swerving, lane-hopping cyclists, oblivious rickshaw drivers, suicidal pedestrians—but I’d kept my cool throughout, telling myself I was so close to the end of my journey that I could almost touch it. Taste it.
And here I was, at the back entrance of the flagship store of the world-famous fashion chain, ready to change over its window display in time for when the shop reopened in the morning. I glanced at my watch, relaxed a little. It was ten p.m. Eleven whole hours until opening time. No problem, not even for a relative newbie like me.
The door opened a crack and a sliver of a dark face peered out at me. “Yes?”
“Oh, hi. I’m Jessie—from the shop-fitters? Here to work on your window display?”
The woman—the voice had given it away, as she was still peering through the crack between the door and its frame—eyed me up. The black trousers, black T-shirt, black fleece—the latter two bearing the name of the company I worked for, clearly weren’t enough. Turning her attention to the van behind me—emblazoned with the company name in huge letters—she now seemed convinced.
“All right,” she said, opening the door wider and stepping back to let me through. “Come on in.”
“Thanks…”
“I’m Jacqueline. Edith’s already in the window. She’s the one in charge.”
I nodded. “Okay—lead the way.” I followed Jacqueline through the dimly lit storeroom. I’d known instantly she wasn’t Edith, because she looked nothing like a pixie. More like a goddess. She had a curly black afro, curves you could lose yourself in for days, and a wiggle that would have turned me instantly if I wasn’t already into women.
Blinking as we emerged into the blazing lights of the shop floor, I continued in Jacqueline’s wake, adjusting my ponytail and fixing a smile on my face as we grew closer to the window…and Edith. She was the big cheese—when it came to the window design and execution, anyway—so I needed to make a good impression. Hopefully she’d give good feedback to my boss, and I’d get more projects like this in future. Maybe even a raise—a girl could dream, right?
“Hi,” I said as we came within a couple of paces of my soon-to-be workspace. “I’m Jessie. Pleased to meet you.”
After a brief pause, the pixie took the hand I was holding out and shook it. Firm, confident, but brief. She was no-nonsense, this woman. But I’d known that already.


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Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller) and The Persecution of the Wolves. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 150 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9




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