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Who’s Your Hero Giveaway Hop #giveaway #hop #WhosYourHero

who'syourhero250This month we’re celebrating the men and women (and animals too!) that rock a uniform–whichever uniform that may be. Military, Police, Firefighter and all others who serve and protect. So…Who’s Your Hero? Stop by each blog for a giveaway and to find out who OUR favorite fictional and real life heroes are…


Oooh, I totally love the theme of this giveaway hop! I’m an absolute sucker for a man (or woman!) in uniform, as evidenced by the many books/stories I’ve written that contain them…

I hope you’ll consider checking some of them out! Now, please scroll down and enter the giveaway, then be sure to check out the rest of the blogs on the hop!


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Spring Fling Giveaway Hop! #giveaway #bloghop #SpringFlingHop

springfling250Spring has sprung and love is in the air! We’re sharing our favorite romantic reads! There’s a giveaway at every blog so visit them all and see what reads have us all in a swoon this month.


I read so many books that I couldn’t possibly pick favourites. But my favourite recent romantic read is Beyond the Sea by Keira Andrews. I love her work, and this gay-for-you romance was a delight from beginning to end.

In case you’re interested, the latest romantic book I released was One Night in Budapest, a M/F erotic romance novella. I hope you’ll check it out!

Now be sure and enter the giveaway, then scroll down to check out the rest of the blogs on the hop! Have fun!


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Thankful For You Blog Hop #Thankful4You

This week we’re letting everyone know just what we’re thankful for. And that includes…YOU! There’s a new giveaway at every single stop so be sure to hop around and visit your favourite blogs and find a few new ones to follow too! 


Hi everyone, and welcome to the Thankful For You Blog Hop. Here’s a little note from me, then be sure to scroll down and enter the giveaway, then visit the rest of the blogs on the hop!

I am very, very thankful for my readers. Without you, I would not still be doing this. You buy my books which encourages me and helps to pay my bills so I can keep on writing more books. You often leave me reviews (and I’m also thankful that most of them are good 😉 ) which also encourages me. It also encourages others to give my books a try. Some of you also help me out in other ways – you pimp out my books, you beta read my books, you send me videos of cute animals and photos of hot men (you know who you are)… each one of those things both helps me and lifts my heart. And I’m very grateful. Keep being awesome, guys!


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Paranormal Romance Blog Hop! #GiveUsYourBestExcerpt

Hi everyone,

Welcome to the Give Us Your Best Excerpt Paranormal Romance Blog Hop! I’m delighted to be taking part, and I’m going to be showing off an excerpt from my M/F and M/M paranormal erotic romance novel, Pack of Lies. I hope you enjoy it! Then be sure to scroll down to check out the rest of the blogs on the hop!


Isaac seated himself at the table in the corner, nodding and exchanging greetings with the villagers he passed on the way across the room, relieved that none of them were feeling talkative or wanting to discuss health issues. He wanted the atmosphere of the pub and the sense of not being alone, without feeling inclined to make polite conversation. Perhaps he was giving off that vibe too, because he was normally happy to chat away with fellow villagers about everything and nothing, yet nobody approached his table.

As he took a swig from his drink, he peered over the top of the glass and in the direction of the mysterious visitor. The other man was doing the same thing, and their eyes met. Only his lightning-fast reactions stopped Isaac from spilling beer down his chin and making himself look like a total moron. The other man’s eyes were a startling shade of green, unnatural and beautiful all at once. Hurriedly swallowing a couple of mouthfuls of beer, Isaac put the glass down and made himself maintain the eye contact before nodding and giving a little smile.

Well done, Isaac. That was polite but not over the top. Now look somewhere else. If you keep gawping at him, he’s going to wonder what’s up.

Shifting in his seat, he pretended to catch sight of the glass-covered artifacts behind him for the first time and then become transfixed, reading every word as though he’d never done it before. It was a stupid act, he knew, and he just hoped none of the villagers took any notice of him—they’d think for sure he’d gone barmy, looking at stuff that had been there for years. And the people in the know would wonder what else he could possibly learn about a time he’d lived through.

As it happened, the write-up allowed him to get lost in his thoughts for a while. They weren’t particularly pleasant ones, but they were welcome as a means to get his mind off the sexy stranger and his gorgeous green eyes.

In spite of the centuries, Isaac remembered Mompesson well, and Stanley, though for some reason he’d never gained the historical acclaim that the younger man had. But then there had been a lot of happenings back then that hadn’t been documented, hadn’t made their way into archives, and there were reasons for that.

Isaac sighed. It had been a horrible time, a devastating time. Words couldn’t describe. Even though he and his brother had been in no danger from the disease, they’d been around to watch friends and neighbors die, helpless to do anything to save them. All they could do was ease their suffering, pray with them and eventually help to dig their graves and bury their bodies.

After it had all finished, when the plague had finally died out, the brothers had been massively tempted to leave the village and never look back. The diabolical memories had just been too many, the nightmares too distressing. But Mompesson had talked them out of it, reminding them that that the village still needed its guardians. Needed them more than ever, in fact. Predators still needed keeping out of the village, away from the livestock. Not to mention the devastated families that had to get back on their feet, rebuild their lives, find a way to go on. A deep-rooted guilt had taken hold of the survivors and many of them were struggling to see a way past it, see a way to get back to normal. Mompesson had lost his wife, and somehow he was finding a way to carry on.

And so the two men had stayed, drawing on all their reserves of strength to get them through the tough times. Slowly, for the villagers as well as them, the pain had started to recede and life had begun again. Now, all these years later, Isaac couldn’t think of anywhere he’d rather be. He’d been born in the village and he was determined he would die there too, whenever that might be. It was his home, physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually, and he had Mompesson to thank for that—otherwise he might have left and never looked back.

Turning and reaching for his beer, he lifted the glass in a salute to the man who had done so much good, then drank deep. Then, on the spur of the moment, he made a decision. Standing, he carried his pint across to the newcomer’s table.

“Hi,” he said softly, giving a friendly smile. “Mind if I sit down?”

Green Eyes gestured to the stool opposite. “Please do.”

“Thanks.” Isaac put his pint down on the table and held out his hand. “I’m Isaac Adams.”

“Nathaniel Marsden. But everyone calls me Nathan.” They shook hands for just a millisecond too long, then parted.

Clearing his throat, Isaac spoke again. “So, you staying around here? I haven’t seen you before, and as you’ve probably noticed this is a pretty small village.”

“I just moved here.”

“Oh right, excellent. Well clearly the rumor mills are faulty around here at the moment, then, because normally news like a new person moving in spreads like wildfire!”

The two men laughed, then Nathaniel said, “Nah, they’re not doing too badly. I literally moved in yesterday. I’m in a total and utter mess with boxes everywhere, so obviously cooking meals is out of the question. So I made my way here for something to eat that wasn’t a bloody sandwich and haven’t made it back home yet.”

“Fair enough. Sounds like a good enough excuse to me. And the meals here are delicious. I eat in here occasionally. Mainly when my brother hasn’t cooked anything for me and I can’t be bothered.”

“Your brother?”

“Yep. We share a house at the other end of the village, have done for years. It suits us, especially since we often work opposite shifts. I’m one of the doctors at the surgery and Matthew works in here. I suspect you’ve already spoken to him.” He jerked a thumb in the direction of the bar. Nathaniel’s gaze shifted over there, then back to Isaac.

“The big guy, dark hair?”

“That’s him.”

The other man looked at Matthew again, then back at Isaac. “Yeah, I see the resemblance now. Cut your hair or grow his longer and it’d be even harder to miss. So he does the cooking, huh?”


Grab your copy of Pack of Lies here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/pack-of-lies/

Add it to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22756241-pack-of-lies

Happy Reading!
Lucy x

Hop Against Homophobia, Bi- and Transphobia 2015 #HAHABT

HAHABT2015Hi everyone,

Thanks for stopping by! I’m delighted to be taking part in the Hop Against Homophobia Bi- and Transphobia. It’s a fantastic cause to raise awareness, and one I’m proud to be a part of, especially since today is the International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia and Biphobia. Their website link is here: http://dayagainsthomophobia.org/ – it’s worth checking out.

I don’t have any personal stories to tell about this – I’m just taking part because I genuinely believe in the cause. I’m very much of the opinion that it doesn’t matter who loves who, as long as everybody’s happy. People are who they are, and it’s wrong that they should be victimised or bullied for it, or made to feel that they should change. I’m not going to get any deeper than that, because if you’re here, I’m guessing you feel the same way as me, anyway!

But if by taking part in this, I can make even just one person’s life better or more bearable, or give them the strength to come out of the other side of their problems, or educate someone who has a problem with gay, lesbian, bi or trans folk, then I’ll be happy.

Now, without further ado, onto the prize! Just use the Rafflecopter below to enter for your chance to win a Kindle copy of one of my GLBT backlist titles. Once you’ve entered, be sure and scroll down to check out the rest of the blogs on the hop!

Thanks for your support,

Lucy x

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Show Some Love Blog Hop

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Hello and welcome to the Show Some Love blog hop, hosted by WLK Book Promotions.

I’m guessing you’re here because you love… well… love! It’s that romantic time of year, where hearts, flowers and chocolates are in abundance. This year, because of the Fifty Shades of Grey film release, there are probably handcuffs, blindfolds, whips and sex toys everywhere, too! So, how about we go for something a little bit different on this post.

How about… forbidden love? It’s a theme I’ve written about on more than one occasion, with my latest, Desert Heat, hitting digital bookshelves just a couple of weeks ago. If you enjoy M/M military/interracial erotic romance, then show some love to this…

Their love is forbidden by rules, religion and risk. Yet still they can’t resist.

Captain Hugh Wilkes is on his last tour of duty in Afghanistan. The British Army is withdrawing, and Wilkes expects his posting to be event-free. That is, until he meets his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, who awakens desires in Wilkes that he’d almost forgotten about, and that won’t be ignored.

Please note: this book was previously published as part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle.

Here’s a snippet from the book:

It was mainly Hunter that kept him firmly in the closet. If the news reached that old bigot’s ears—and it undoubtedly would, as gossip spread like wildfire in the military—well, Wilkes didn’t really want to think about what would happen. Nothing good, anyway.

He shook his head, trying to uproot the unpleasant thoughts before they took hold. It was silly, in any case. Yes, Balkhi was kind of cute, but he was an Afghan, and a Muslim, for Christ’s sake. Both were known for being even more bigoted than his damn boss. If Wilkes came out, things wouldn’t exactly be easy—but a Muslim? Things could turn out very badly for him back home, to put it lightly. That was reason enough for any gay Muslims that existed to keep quiet about their sexuality.

It was all completely irrelevant, anyway. Balkhi was not gay. And even if he was, there was no way Wilkes was going there—it was just too risky for all those concerned. Careers, friendships, relationships and lives would be at stake.

Put it out of your mind. What the hell is wrong with you? The first sniff of a bloke you’re attracted to and you’re thinking about the consequences? Ridiculous. Forget about it and get on with your bloody job, you idiot.

What do you reckon? Check it out here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/desert-heat/

Now check out my giveaway for a copy of another of my forbidden love stories, then scroll down to see the hop-wide giveaway, and the rest of the blogs taking part!

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

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