Tuesday, 19 December 2017
Wednesday, 29 November 2017
NEW - WATCHING HER
What wouldn't I do?
Indulged and spoiled, fed everything I'd ever craved on a silver spoon, I still was lacking. A need for more had grown in the hot house I'd been raised in. It was a thirst I couldn't quench, a hunger that wouldn't be satisfied.
Until he came along. Hardly a knight in shining armour, he left me greedier than ever before. Travelling the globe, sashaying my hips and showing off my wares as I went, I never could have guessed the danger that was stalking me. Or who was stalking me.
Until the only thing that had ever mattered to me was threatened, and then I had to sit up and smell the roses. Torn between a ghost and a man who was strangely immune to my charms, I found myself on the run.
Trouble was, I was galloping into the danger and not away from it. I had to--instinct had taken over. She was all that mattered. I couldn't fail. I had to face my demons and hope the guardians who'd been sent to protect me were up to the job.
Wednesday, 18 January 2017
Sexy as Hell - now available
The hugely popular and downright dirty SEXY AS HELL is available on Amazon and a FREE read if you subscribe to Kindle Unlimited.
Back Cover Information
Sexy as Hell: an erotic trilogy that will submerge you into the black heart of a world of bondage and discipline, Dominance and submission, sadism and masochism.
Dare to take this twisting journey with Victor and you’ll learn the ropes with him, experience every carnal sensation and fall into a dark and dangerous love that grips like a fist and binds like a collar.
Get to know Zara, his sultry teacher, and you’ll gasp when she doles out her sinful instructions but then delight in the stunning results she not only demands but achieves. It seems Heaven and Hell are not so far apart when she holds the reins.
Victor has his layers peeled back, but when he does the same to try to get to his Vixen’s core, a revelation appears. Because Zara is a woman whose vast sexual experience is both her strength and her weakness; she can inflict pain and pleasure, make lusty demands and instruct, but she needs so much more, she needs…
Yes, the time has come to for her to admit to her needs and confess to the repairing her soul hungers for. A sea of memories, a lifetime of control requires an acknowledgement that will cut through her barriers, and there’s only one man up for the job—her virgin, her student, her newly trained monster, Victor Partridge.
The Sexy as Hell Boxed Set comes with the three critically acclaimed full length novels and three bonus spin-off stories.
Spin-off novellas are about the trilogies secondary characters. They were just too damn sexy to not get their own story!
Find out more about SEXY AS HELL.
Wednesday, 11 January 2017
MORE and HARD
MORE and HARD are two second person narrative pieces exploring the relationship between a man and a women when they decide to push their desires up a level. Each story is told from each characters point of view.
At the end of each short story, are the first SIX chapters from THE NOVICE, which is book #1 in the SEXY AS HELL TRILOGY, so you're getting a lot of steamy reading for your money.
*Please note, these books have been previously published with different cover art
Tuesday, 10 January 2017
New Cover
GOOD COP, BAD COP has been given a makeover with a beautiful new cover.
Back Cover Information
Fame and fortune is a blessing that, for me, has changed its taste from sumptuously sweet to murderously bitter. Leaving me no choice but to look over my shoulder at every turn and question the scruples of even my most faithful friends.
I would give up all the glowing adoration from my fans in a heartbeat in exchange for not running for my life. But fate doesn’t deal cards that way, and instead I find myself far out at sea and being bounced between two hot cops—one so chilly just his glance gives me frostbite, and the other showing a kindness that barely covers his own demons.
So with nowhere else to turn, quite literally, I have to trust two men I hardly know with my life and cope without the luxuries my status usually affords me. But it’s not long before I discover when the going gets tough, the tough get going. Turns out these cops are not only the wrong guys to mess with, they also have partnership skills above and beyond the requirements of their day job. And for once, while just being me without the frills, I get to discover that they are as sinfully bad as they are dreamily good in every department, and it seems, I am the one they want cuffed and controlled at the same time as they are protecting and serving.
Or read for FREE on Kindle Unlimited
Friday, 24 May 2013
Sexy as Hell Trilogy
***SEXY AS HELL IS CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE***
PLEASE NOTE THAT THE VIRGIN IS NOW TITLED THE NOVICE DUE TO AN ISSUE WITH AMAZON.
Sexy as Hell: an erotic trilogy that will submerge you into the black heart of a world of bondage and discipline, Dominance and submission, sadism and masochism.
Dare to take this twisting journey with Victor and you’ll learn the ropes with him, experience every carnal sensation and fall into a dark and dangerous love that grips like a fist and binds like a collar.
Get to know Zara, his sultry teacher, and you’ll gasp when she doles out her sinful instructions but then delight in the stunning results she not only demands but achieves. It seems Heaven and Hell are not so far apart when she holds the reins.
Victor has his layers peeled back, but when he does the same to try to get to his Vixen’s core, a revelation appears. Because Zara is a woman whose vast sexual experience is both her strength and her weakness; she can inflict pain and pleasure, make lusty demands and instruct, but she needs so much more, she needs…
Yes, the time has come to for her to admit to her needs and confess to the repairing her soul hungers for. A sea of memories, a lifetime of control requires an acknowledgement that will cut through her barriers, and there’s only one man up for the job—her virgin, her student, her newly trained monster, Victor Partridge.
Please note, in order to enjoy Victor and Zara’s adventures, the trilogy must be read in order.
BUY LINKS
London – one meeting, one month
of lessons and a landslide of depraved new desires.
My journey to hell
started with a decaff coffee. Nothing more than a grey mug full of dull-brown
liquid devoid of its most useful ingredient.
One sip, one smile,
one touch of her hand and it was soon clear my life wasn’t destined to stay
dull. Oh, no, suddenly I had a month of bedroom education planned by a sultry
vixen who intended to broaden my horizons beyond my usual peach-pink
palette.
She wanted to take
me to deep purples and navy blues and the pitch blackness that was pure sin.
And on the other side of that blackness was a place that might look like Hell,
with debauchery and wantonness, people playing devil’s advocate, luring
innocents into the hotter, steamier corners of the world.
Her world.
Oh, yes, she
promised each night to take me there and paint me an orange-and-red picture
that would come alive, flickering like flames, enticing me, holding me
spellbound and eager to learn more. To touch, explore, drown in coming.
And drown I would. I
was no match for her tricks and taunts. My only chance of survival was to show
her that I was no vanilla virgin. I had a rainbow of mastery up my sleeve, too,
and if she just opened her eyes, she might be dazzled enough to stay—stay and
take ‘my’ lessons. If she didn’t kill me first, that was, with pleasure.
Tuscany
– New lovers, new lessons and an eruption of uncontrollable lust.
The real world was
working for me, its pastel shades and straight-and-narrow route a familiar path
to tread. It suited me, this normality; it was good for me too. Or so I
thought, because the new light in my life, Catherine, was not quite fulfilling
my needs. Her lack of colour, the weak whispers of her kisses were not touching
my soul the way I’d become accustomed to. I needed more.
More of everything
in my darkly addictive rainbow; the wicked wantonness of sin, the depraved
pleasure of seedy seduction and the prism of delight I took in being struck…and
of doing the striking. I missed the fireworks, the brilliant displays of
Technicolor ecstasy that strung me out and bared me to my bones. I wanted to go
there again, and take Catherine, too, see if I could have that pyrotechnic
display with her. Did she have a riot of vibrant shades beneath her skin or was
she magnolia to the core?
My teacher, Zara,
told me I could discover her palette. That all I needed to do was show
Catherine my world, my new world, the one I’d never inhabited alone. Zara
couldn’t come with me this time, she had a new student now. I was on my own, it
was down to me. Or was it?
It seemed my teacher
had other ideas after all, and when she sashayed back into my life with her
rules and murmurs of encouragement, I had no choice but to listen to her, take
her advice, follow her lead, even though I knew nothing ever ended well with
her. But resistance was futile, my protests fell on deaf ears. But that suited
my plans, didn’t it?
Venice
– Two people, a shed load of baggage and a way forward that takes extreme to
new limits.
In an explosion of
clarity, the mist cleared and I understood what my lascivious teacher, Zara,
really was beneath the surface. I couldn’t see her beautiful core. Like a dank
fog warning off poor unfortunates who wandered her way, she wouldn’t let the
darkness lift, refused to light the way. But she gave me a key. It was small,
stiff, and I was afraid of what I’d find if I turned it. But I did. I couldn’t
resist. She did that to me.
In a tumble of
truths, I understood her bleak voids and why she filled them with sharp slicing
reds and hostile bruising purples. What had happened, what they’d done had bled
her of colour and created a woman who needed so much more and always would—for
all of time. But I could give her back that vibrancy, I was sure I could; my
colours complimented hers and I had plenty of them. My needs could switch to
take her to those grey places she needed to visit again in order to obliterate
the memories that caused her pain. In the space they’d occupied, I’d create a
pile of shimmering, perfectly cut-diamond memories, a rainbow cloud of sugar
mist to replace that dankness. I could do it; I would help her become more
beautiful than anything I’d seen before.
And within that new,
delicate ‘thing’ was us. Victor and Zara. Unconventional, extreme, romantic, we
spanned every shimmering stroke of the rainbow and all the coal-black shadows
on the way down to Hell. But together we could fight demons. I would be her
knight in shining armour even if it pushed me to the very limits of what I ever
believed I could do to a woman. And what thrilled me, was if I bared my soul,
found the courage to be a monster as well as an angel, I had a very real chance
of making her mine—or did I? Because the only thing predictable about Zara, was
that she was completely unpredictable.
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