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Weekend at Wilderhope Manor is Now in Kindle Unlimited #kindleunlimited #ku #lesfic

Hi everyone,

I’m happy to let you know that my spooky F/F erotic story, Weekend at Wilderhope Manor, is now available to read for free if you’re a Kindle Unlimited subscriber. It will be enrolled for a single 90-day period, so if you want to check out this book, be sure and do so before the end of August.

Here’s what it’s all about:

When Stephanie and Jenny go to a Murder Mystery Halloween weekend at Wilderhope Manor, they’re expecting fun and games. But following creaky floorboards, spooky noises and an alarming encounter in the Manor’s grounds, the girls begin to wonder if there’s more to Wilderhope Manor than meets the eye. As they find frequent comfort in one another’s arms – and their bed – will the girls discover what’s causing the bumps in the night, or will they run scared?

Start reading here, or buy for just 99c/p: http://mybook.to/wilderhope

Happy Reading!

Lucy x

Mid Week Tease: “…the library is…haunted.” #MWTease

MidWeekTease2Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. I’m cheating a little bit this week and re-using a snippet, but I have good reason. The book it’s taken from, Timeless Desire, as well as being available as a standalone title, is now also available in the boxed set What To Read After FSOG Part Eight. This is available for just $0.99/77p!  So if you want to bag yourself a set containing a ton of awesome stories from various authors, check it out!

What To Read After FSOG Part EightIn shock and unable to answer George’s questions, Emily simply pushed in between his outstretched arms and put her head on his chest, flinging her arms around his back. He froze for a second, then curled one arm around her, slipping his other hand underneath her chin and pulling her head up.

“It’s okay, you’re okay,” he said gently, smiling down at her and flashing that adorable dimple. “I’m here. What happened?”

She relaxed a little in his embrace, and managed a weak smile. Then, unable to lower her head because of George’s hand under her chin, she lowered her eyes instead, another blush threatening to emerge. “You—you’ll think I’m stupid.”

“Now why would I think that? Try me.” He gave her a squeeze, which both reassured her and sparked arousal. Her nether regions started to ache with awareness of how close he was, and she was glad she wore a padded bra, as she was sure her nipples were probably making their presence known. “Come on. Tell me.”

“I must be going mad,” Emily began, continuing to enjoy their closeness, “but I’m kind of getting the impression that the library is…haunted.”

You can grab your copy of What to Read After FSOG Part Eight here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/what-to-read-after-fsog-part-eight/

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!



Mid Week Tease: “…you’ve encountered Westbury’s ghost, then.” #MWTease

MidWeekTease2Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. I’m sharing another snippet from my paranormal erotic romance short story, Timeless Desire, which is available for just $0.99/77p. It follows on directly from last week’s.

Timeless DesireShe cringed, expecting a howl of laughter or similar to come from George. What she wasn’t prepared for was what he actually said. “Ah, perhaps you’d better come and sit in my office. There’s something you should know.”

With that, he moved his arm around her back and led her down a flight of stairs, through the lobby and into a room branching off the next corridor they entered. The room was cozy, containing a table and a couple of chairs, and a bank of security monitors on one wall. On the table sat a kettle and various drink-making accompaniments, a radio, a pile of books, a notepad and pen, and some magazines.

Ushering her into a chair, George flipped on the kettle and dropped a teabag each into two mugs. After enquiring how she liked her tea and adding the milk and sugar accordingly, he moved the remaining chair around the table so it was right next to the one Emily sat in. A couple of silent minutes passed as George waited for the kettle to boil, made the drinks and moved them to the relevant parts of the table. He then lowered his considerable frame into the seat and looked at Emily.

“So,” George said, absentmindedly stroking the outside of the hot mug in front of him, “you’ve encountered Westbury’s ghost, then.”

You can grab your copy of Timeless Desire here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/timeless-desire/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22911436-timeless-desire

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!



Mid Week Tease: “…the library is…haunted.” #MWTease

MidWeekTease2Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. As I’m sure you’re well aware, Halloween is almost upon us, so in order to celebrate this most spooky time of year, I’m sharing a snippet from my paranormal erotic romance short story, Timeless Desire, which is available for just $0.99/77p.

Timeless DesireIn shock and unable to answer George’s questions, Emily simply pushed in between his outstretched arms and put her head on his chest, flinging her arms around his back. He froze for a second, then curled one arm around her, slipping his other hand underneath her chin and pulling her head up.

“It’s okay, you’re okay,” he said gently, smiling down at her and flashing that adorable dimple. “I’m here. What happened?”

She relaxed a little in his embrace, and managed a weak smile. Then, unable to lower her head because of George’s hand under her chin, she lowered her eyes instead, another blush threatening to emerge. “You—you’ll think I’m stupid.”

“Now why would I think that? Try me.” He gave her a squeeze, which both reassured her and sparked arousal. Her nether regions started to ache with awareness of how close he was, and she was glad she wore a padded bra, as she was sure her nipples were probably making their presence known. “Come on. Tell me.”

“I must be going mad,” Emily began, continuing to enjoy their closeness, “but I’m kind of getting the impression that the library is…haunted.”

You can grab your copy of Timeless Desire here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/timeless-desire/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22911436-timeless-desire

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!




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Fright Night Blog Hop #thriller #romance #erotica #gay #mm #werewolf #shifter

frightnightJoin us for a little Halloween fun in the Fright Night blog hop! Stop by each blog to check out their favourite paranormal or spooky reads and enter their giveaways!

To really whet your appetite for all things spooky, here’s a snippet from my paranormal romance thriller, Pack of Lies. Werewolves, anyone? It’s over 96,000 (plus novel) words of lies, deception and intrigue… a book you can really get your teeth into this Halloween 😉

*****

Then all they could do was wait. They had the power to initiate the change earlier, but there was no point. It was easier to wait until the moon forced them to, making the entire transition faster and much less painful.

“Okay,” Matthew said, after what felt like forever. “Here we go. See you on the other side, brother.”

Isaac nodded, and after a beat an invisible force made them drop simultaneously to the ground, their hands and knees crashing onto the unforgiving rock floor. But that was the least of their worries. Small fry compared to the agony they experienced as their bones began realigning, their muscles and tendons stretching, popping, tearing, skin stretching and sprouting hair.

Matthew wished, and not for the first time, that their human consciousness was not involved in the change. Because everything they felt, experienced as they morphed from man to wolf, was imprinted into their memories forever, and of course made them dread each and every time they changed. The pain and discomfort never got any less. The only saving grace was that the process had grown quicker over the centuries, so their agony was that much briefer.

Before long Matthew was aware he was no longer a man. He looked over at his brother, now totally unrecognizable as the tall, handsome doctor he’d been just a few minutes ago. Glancing down at his own huge, hairy paws with their long, scary-looking claws, Matthew remembered the other side of the argument. Yes, they had to endure and remember the pain they went through as they transformed, but as that consciousness remained throughout, it meant they knew exactly what they did when they were wolves and could control themselves.

Not that there was anything to control down in the caves. There was no temptation of any kind, unless you liked the taste of bats, spiders or insects. Both brothers had tried bats before, catching the darting winged creatures in strong, long-toothed jaws for entertainment value, but they’d agreed the next day that they weren’t worth the bother. They were so small and irrelevant to their huge wolves that they took more energy to catch than they provided.

And so, once they’d gone through the transformation, a night in the Stoney Middleton caves proved pretty dull. It was a means to an end, a way to let their wolves roam free without endangering anyone or risking the exposure of their secret. It was certainly better than being locked in cages. They loped around the areas of the cavern that were large enough and occasionally crawled along some of the side passages just for something to do. Neither of them found it easy to sleep in wolf form, as there was so much raw energy, so much adrenaline coursing through their veins. In a way, changing on Eyam Moor had been better because there had been room to run around, burn off some of that energy. But that wasn’t an option—especially not now.

Though they’d said they weren’t going to head deeper into the cave system, Matthew turned tail—literally—and headed across the Oyster Cavern and into Eyam Passage. He was bored, and they’d already been down there for hours—if he didn’t do something, he was going to go crazy. Continuing through foot after foot of dark, damp tunnel, he passed a turn off on the left that he knew was a dead end. He was roughly underneath the electricity substation by the side of the Eyam road by now, and he kept going. Now he was beneath the road, now the woods on the other side of it.

There was an old mine shaft that opened up in Eyam Dale, and he made for it. He had no intention of attempting to get out of it—it would be impossible in any case, even more difficult than trying to get back out of the Gin entrance in his wolf form. All he wanted was a change of scenery, an excuse to stretch his legs and something to occupy his mind.

Just then he got it. A loud scuffle from above, the sound of rocks clattering against one another, against the ground, and some swearing. A man’s voice. Christ, Tom and his gang hadn’t seriously decided to come and check on them after all, had they?

*****

Still not convinced? The book has over fifteen four and five star reviews… this isn’t your traditional romance 🙂

More about the book and buy links here.

Now, check out my giveaway, then scroll down and see the list of the other blogs on the hop. Have fun!

Lucy x

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Please Support My Thunderclap Campaign

Hi everyone,

Timeless DesireI’m experimenting with Thunderclap – a promotional tool. In brief, when someone signs up to support a Thunderclap campaign, they “donate” a Tweet, Facebook share or Tumblr post (or any combination of those). Once the campaign has gained enough supporters (1oo, in my case), then it’s “tipped” and everyone that signed up will automatically have a message go out from their chosen social network on a given date and time.

I’ve signed up to have Timeless Desire promoted on the 31st October, as it’s a spooky erotic romance short story. I still need supporters, so if you’d like to pledge your help, please use the link below to sign up:

http://thndr.it/1yim24P

Thanks so much for your support!

Lucy x

Spooky Smut in the City

spookysitcThe brief for the hop was that my post should be sexy and scary, not wet your pants scary, which actually, is utterly perfect for me. Because that sums up what I like as a person, and what I like to write. I have such a vivid imagination that I won’t read serious  horror books or watch horror films. I wouldn’t sleep – and that’s definitely not a good thing. I’m terrifying when I haven’t had enough sleep!

So, here’s my sexy snippet, which is from my vampire erotic story, A Party to Remember, which appears in the newly-released The House of Erotica Witching Hour anthology. Enjoy!

*****

Then he kissed me. Once my body processed what my brain was screaming at it, I reacted. I pushed his chest as hard as I could, then ducked out of the way, moving for the door.

“What the fuck!”

Before I could get even halfway to the door, he was on me again. He gripped me around the waist and pulled me to him. He seemed not to notice my stamping hard on his foot, or elbowing him in the ribs. He didn’t even blink when I slapped him in the face. But his pupils seemed to grow and he grabbed my wrists and slammed me against the wall.

I’d never been so turned on in my life. And the realization shocked me to my very core.

Dracula’s lithe yet fiercely strong body had me pinned to the wall. I was completely helpless. When he bent to kiss me again I didn’t resist. It was like he’d put some kind of spell on me. If vampires were real, I’d have said he was glamoring me. Part of my mind knew I didn’t even like the guy, let alone want to do anything with him. But the rest of it, and my body, wanted him naked and fucking me like there was no tomorrow.

In the blink of an eye, he’d swept me up in his arms like some helpless damsel in distress and carried me to the bed. All the drapes were pinned back so he deposited me on the mattress before climbing in after me. Then he went about closing all of the curtains, leaving us cocooned in complete darkness.

I lay waiting for his next move. Oddly, I was no longer scared. I was truly living for the here and now. And, let’s face it, who knew how much here and now I had left? Whatever spell he’d put on me, it was a good one.

I felt him move beside me, then a cool hand slipped around my face and turned it towards him. His lips met mine once more, and I opened my mouth. His tongue slipped inside, caressing and dancing with mine until I was dizzy with lust. I could feel his erection pressing against my hip and smiled to myself. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

*****

You can grab your copy of The House of Erotica Witching Hour anthology here. It also contains tales from Victoria Blisse, Isabel Holley, Nicky Raven, Heather Lin, Vanessa de Sade, Gemma Parkes, Tilly Hunter, Elizabeth Black, Nephylim, Annabeth Leong and Daddy X.

Don’t forget to head back to http://spooky.smutinthecity.co.uk tomorrow for the next post. Happy hopping!