Thursday, 25 August 2016

New Release!

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Straight out of prison and into the president's chair of the Mad Dogs' MC! VD's set for taking the reins but he's not ready for the impact one curvy little brunette has on his libido the second they lock eyes. It's instant, it’s hot and it’s consuming! It's the forever after kind of shit he's not looking for, especially when the trouble heading the club's way threatens to rip them apart.

Tuesday, 23 August 2016

Special Announcement from Lily Harlem






Thank you for reading this special announcement.



Recently, after parting company with a publisher, I've gained the rights back to a number of novels and novellas. As I've never owned the rights to the covers, I'm now in the process of republishing them with new artwork.

However, I feel it important to point out to my wonderful readers that the content of these books remains unchanged, so if you've read them before, it's the same sexy romance stories between the pages.

In the hope to avoid any confusion here are the books that have been given new covers and re-released. Click on the covers for more information and buy links. 










MATTRESS MUSIC is the first in my Rock Starz series, MIRROR MUSIC and MENAGE A MUSIC soon to follow.




I did once again manage to use the gorgeous model Francis Cura on the cover of COLD NIGHTS, HOT BODIES - he's a perfect Shane!






DANGEROUS TO KNOW is pure erotica - my only piece of work that has no romance whatsoever - so don't expect hearts and flowers, it's filthy!















HER DOMINANT BILLIONAIRE is slightly unusual as the new publisher 'did' insist on a new title as well as new cover.

Previously this BDSM novel was titled IN EXPERT HANDS, so please don't repurchase if you've already enjoyed Imogen and Kane's sexy story. Though if you haven't, do grab it, it's had a clean sweep of 5* reviews.






And...drum roll...my super sexy hockey-themed series, HOT ICE, is set to hit the shelves again on 1st October.


What's more, book #1, HIRED, will be FREE and there's a brand new novel RUSSIAN HEAT that comes with a free bonus story called ROOKIE RULES.

There'll be more details in my next newsletter but if you want a sneak preview of the gorgeous new covers, head on over to my website







Of course I have new material set to hit the shelves as well as these re-releases. Look out for my paranormal novella TAKE ME, my BDSM story KINK CLUB, a sci-fi called HER MASTER'S WORLD and also MOBSTER, all due to hit the shelve over the coming months. 







Thank you for your support, any questions, just drop me a line. And do sign up for my September newsletter that has not one but two contests for subscribers to enter.


Stay well and safe.

Lily x 


































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Saturday, 20 August 2016

Her Dominant Billionaire by Lily Harlem

I'm excited to announce that HER DOMINANT BILLIONAIRE is now available. A word of warning, though, this book was previously published with different cover art and with the title IN EXPERT HANDS, so if you've already enjoyed Kane and Imogen's sexy BDSM story, then you've read this, the content remains the same.

It's thrilling to see it with a flashy new cover though, and set with a new publisher. More details below...



When a wealthy client of her company requests to have lunch with her to discuss a new business venture, Imogen White doesn’t expect to end up answering questions about her most intimate desires. But Kane Ward is no ordinary client. He’s a man who gets what he wants, every time, and it doesn’t take long for Imogen to realize that what he wants is her.

Imogen accompanies Kane to New York City to learn more about his new investment, and with the handsome billionaire’s charm and confidence leaving her breathless things quickly heat up between them. But Kane has very particular tastes, and Imogen soon finds herself kneeling naked at his feet as he teaches her what it means to submit to a dominant man.

The pleasure of yielding to Kane’s masterful lovemaking is more intense than anything she’s experienced before, but Imogen is far from used to giving up control to anyone. Will Kane’s demands drive Imogen from his arms before she can come to terms with her own needs?




Tuesday, 16 August 2016

Bad Idea by Lily Harlem



Love hot M/M biker stories with guys who are rough, tough and determined to get what they want? If so check out Lily Harlem’s new BDSM tale about a couple who are forced to keep their love and lust secret, but when they do get together, things become explosive.


Back cover information

Bad ideas can sometimes be the best!

Roughneck Riders are not an MC club you mess with, least of all their rough and tough gang leader Heavy. But Heavy has a secret that has to be kept, no matter what—his heart belongs to a man. It shouldn’t. He’s supposed to be into women, like the other guys in the club. Junk is just too cute to resist, though. Add in his delectable body, his sweet submission and his willingness to accept Heavy’s sadism, and the couple are a perfect match.

Junk’s a probie, proving his worth to the club and demonstrating his mechanical know-how. He’s lived on the edge for a long time, flitting from one place to the next. But now that he’s settling in as a Roughneck, life is looking up. Not least because he’s in love—soul-eating, cock-thickening obsessive love. He can’t tell anyone about his desire for Heavy, but what he can do is push his lover’s buttons, all day, in full view of everyone, until he’s damned sure the night will bring a whole host of sinful delights and wicked punishments that will leave him marked, bruised and most of all, wholly satisfied.

Publisher's Note: This book has previously been released as part of the His Rules anthology from Pride Publishing.










Wednesday, 10 August 2016

Olympic Fever!


Are all those sexy Olympic athletes getting you hot and bothered? If so check out RAW TALENT a selection of seriously hot sports-themed erotic romance by myself, Lily Harlem, and great friend Lucy Felthouse.


Saturday, 6 August 2016

HOT ICE by Lily Harlem


I've got exciting news about my popular HOT ICE series coming soon. There's a 7th book titled RUSSIAN HEAT plus book #1 HIRED will be FREE!

Sign up to my newsletter so I can let you know more as and when it happens, plus get SCORED, sexy soccer romance, to read for FREE when you sign up!

Sunday, 31 July 2016

Burning Hunger Excerpt

 Never before posted!

She turned gracefully into his arms, and he pulled her even closer against him. The first thing Chaz noticed was her light scent, then the softness of her fragrant hair against his nose. He clenched his teeth, unprepared for the rapid reaction of his body. They moved slowly to the music, and he was aware of every movement her lower body made against his tortured hardening cock.

A soft sigh escaped her, and to his surprise Val wound her arms up and around his neck. It meshed their bodies until they became one. Does she know what she’s doing? There was no way he could hide his hard-on, and he found he didn’t want to. He wanted her to know what she was doing to him, to know that he wanted her. Without protest from her he wedged his leg between hers. He felt her shudder.       

His hands flexed against her waist. Then, unable to help himself, his palms smoothed over her hips and around to her shapely bottom. Her jeans were skin tight, letting him feel that she wasn’t wearing panties. His cock throbbed at the discovery and he squeezed her rounded cheeks before he could stop himself. His breathing turned heavy as he imagined what it would feel like fucking her sweet ass.

Chaz wasn’t the only one breathing hard. Val was definitely affected by their intimate proximity. In fact, the lady was straining against him like a cat seeking to be petted. Smiling to himself, he nuzzled his nose into the hair behind her ear, before clamping his teeth down onto her earlobe and giving it a tug. He wanted to devour her.

She gasped and pulled back to meet his eyes. Even on the dark dance floor he could see hers were ablaze with desire. “I think we should return to our table now.”

Her tone was barely above a whisper, and shaky, and yet Chaz heard her loud and clear. He glanced over to see that the waitress had just delivered their food. “Maybe we can finish this later.”  A vision of their naked, entangled bodies brought him into full-blown arousal, the kind that would linger until fed.

He seated her and then went around the table to sit in his own chair. God, he was hungry. And it wasn’t for the thick steak sitting in a puddle of blood on his plate. He was ravenous for Val, not just any woman, as it had been in the past. He wanted to taste every inch of her…inside and out.
 


Thursday, 28 July 2016

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Monday, 25 July 2016

Cold Nights, Hot Bodies By Lily Harlem



New from bestselling author Lily Harlem, Cold Nights, Hot Bodies, a steamy first-time romance set in beautiful Cotswolds and a must for anyone who loves their fictional heroes.

Back Cover Information.

All my life I’ve been the quiet bookworm, the office mouse. It hasn’t bothered me. Immersing myself in erotic novels has kept me wriggling on the edge of my seat at work and firmly entrenched in my own fantasy world at night. 

Though one thing is bothering me—my damn virginity. If only I could find a sexy bedroom expert to introduce me to the delights of having a lover. Someone handsome and charming, who can rival the hunky alpha males in my books. I have a very vivid, very well-fed imagination—he’ll have to keep up. 

Then, one bitterly cold night, thanks to a devious, conniving, so-called friend, the perfect opportunity to rid myself of this pesky virginity problem comes along. Before I know it, the heroes in my novels have come alive in the person of Shane Galloway, who’s pleasuring me with every trick in the book and wheedling into my heart in the hottest ways possible. 

**Please note Cold Nights, Hot Bodies was previously published with different cover art.** 



Excerpt

I stood, arms hanging at my sides, knees buckled, as he lowered his head and pressed his mouth to mine.
It was a gentle kiss, not wet and not dry, the perfect combination of smoothness and maleness. I parted my mouth and held my breath as he delicately traced my bottom lip with his tongue, then I captured his taste—wine and water, man and musk. Pulling in air, I was treated to his gorgeous light scent again.
“You’re so sweet,” he murmured, pulling back a fraction. “Like a little sugary doll.”
Pushing to my toes, I pressed my lips to his, wanting more of his taste and his desire.
This time the kiss quickly turned hotter and harder. Still he kept my face cradled in his hands, holding me just where he wanted me as he probed his tongue deeper, searching for mine with the hot, insistent tip.
I lifted my tongue from the base of my mouth and tentatively touched it to his. He gave a small groan and slanted his head. Our tongues tangled and I reached up and curled my hands into the material of his shirt. Hung on as our breaths quickened and our mouths fed off each other. I became lost in his kiss, he was all I could think of. His taste, his smell, the way he was holding me was my entire universe. Bubbles of pleasure erupted deep within me. A crazy new need flowed like lava through my veins, settled in my breasts, seeped between my legs and spread over my skin.
He pulled back and dropped his hands from my face.
I opened my eyes.
His mouth was shiny from our kiss and his eyelids heavy. “Lose this,” he whispered, sliding his fingers beneath the thin shoulder straps of my dress.
I prayed my heart wouldn’t give out, it was beating so hard and fast. He wanted me to take off my dress. Of course he wanted me to take off my dress. We were going to have sex for heaven’s sake. The dress had to come off.
I slid down the zip and the material loosened around my ribs. He stooped, gripped the hem and began to lift. It smoothed up over my thighs and waist and air breezed over my buttocks, which were exposed by my thong.
He straightened, his expression heavy with concentration as he carried on peeling the dress upward. I stretched my arms above my head and was blinded momentarily as the dress brushed over my face.
Shane didn’t drop the dress on the floor. Instead he shook it straight and laid it on the back of the sofa. Instinct made me want to cross my arms over my breasts, flatten a palm over the shockingly tiny piece of lace that made up the front of the thong Dawn had provided. But I forced my arms to remain still, hanging at my sides as he turned to me.
“Phew,” he said, blowing out a breath and scanning my legs. “I must have been a really good boy this year to get stockings filled so sweetly.”
I couldn’t help but notice there was a long, hard bulge straining against his fly. My stomach flipped and I quickly averted my eyes and glanced down at my legs, which were encased in black fishnet. The scalloped tops looked fine and dainty against my pale thighs. The flickering shadows from the fire caressed their outline and even I had to admit, they looked damn good.
“You think so?” I asked nervously, trying not to dwell on the size of the bulge I’d just seen.
“Hell, yeah.” He stepped back over. “I must have accidently found a cure for cancer or secured world peace to get such a great present.”
A small, apprehensive giggle escaped my lips. “You like the stockings then?”
“I’ve never liked stockings more than at this moment in time,” he whispered onto my mouth. “Promise me you’ll keep them on, even when you take everything else off. I want to feel them rubbing against my skin when you’re wrapped around me.”
I shivered in a breath at the wonderfully erotic image he’d just created. “I promise.”
He glanced down at my jutting breasts. “You’re beautiful, you know that.” He traced his finger over the soft curve at the top of my right breast and into my newly deepened cleavage.
A dart of pleasure shot to my nipples, as though the weight of my breasts had doubled under his touch. They were suddenly tingly and tight.
“You do know that, don’t you?” he said again as he traced over my left breast. “Of course you do, I’m sure you’ve been told by plenty of guys.”
“Er, no,” I said, pressing my palm over his shirt and feeling his hard pectoral muscle shifting slightly beneath.
“No, you don’t know it or no, you haven’t been told?”
“I…well…I…”
His gaze captured mine and he tipped his head to the side. “Are you okay?” He stilled his finger.
“Yes, it’s just…” I slid my hand up to his shoulder and held on for support. I had to tell him. I didn’t think I could go through with “wrapping myself around him” if he thought I was experienced and confident. I’d be sure to disappoint or let him down somehow. He deserved to know. Besides, Saffron had told Tobias, so had Felicity in Lord Morton’s Maid and Skye had left a note for Ralph in Optimum Pleasure. All my heroines told their men it was their first time. It was the right thing to do.
“What is it?” Shane asked again, his eyes searching mine.
“I-I haven’t, you know, done it before.”
“Done what?” He creased his forehead into a frown.
“You know, it, had sex.” I stared down at my dark, stockinged feet. They contrasted sharply with the golden carpet. “I’m a virgin.”
His whole body snapped backward. It was as if he’d been electrocuted. “Jesus,” he said, shoving his fingers through the hair on the crown of his head and stretching his elbows out to the side. “What the hell?” He stared at me with wide eyes.
I crossed my hands over my chest. “I’m sorry.” A shard of fear sliced into my heart. He didn’t want me anymore. Now he knew I was a virgin he no longer desired me. He’d wanted an experienced lover for the night, not some naïve little girl.
“And you let it get this far before you told me?”
“What do you mean? We haven’t done anything other than kiss.”
He huffed. “Yeah, one hot kiss with you looking like the best damn Christmas present of my life.” He shoved his hands down his waistband and appeared to re- arrange the bulge behind his fly.
“I’m sorry. Partly for letting it get so far and…” I paused. “And partly because you appear to be in physical discomfort.”
“There’s no need to be sorry,” he said, glancing at the door and pulling his hand from his pants.
“Well, clearly there is.” I was getting frustrated now. “If I wasn’t a virgin we’d be heading into the bedroom by now. Clearly my inexperience has put you off.”
“I had that in mind actually,” he said, pointing at the deeply cushioned sofa next to us. “It’s wide and soft and by the fire. It would have done just fine.”
I tightened my arms around myself. He’d wanted to make love to me on the sofa. Just the thought of it sent a tremble up my spine. It would have been so perfect. So sensual and sweet.
He rubbed his hand around the nape of his neck. His dark, tousled hair fell over his ears and he cast his eyes downward.
“I had to tell you,” I whispered, shivering despite the blasting heat of the fire.
“Thank goodness you did. Imagine if I’d just gone for it, not knowing. It would have been catastrophic.”
“What do you mean?”
“I haven’t been with a woman for a while,” he said, frowning. “And you in those damn stockings and with your sexy little body.” He pulled in a deep breath. “I was just about to lose control. It wouldn’t have been the gentle initiation to sex that you deserve, Ashley, it would have left you dazed and confused and wondering what kind of beast you’d invited to your room.”
He didn’t look like a beast, and he certainly hadn’t touched me like one. His fingertip on my flesh had been gentle and reverent. Although now he mentioned it, when he’d looked at my stockings there’d been a glint in his eye that had made me wonder how much control he had.
“Does it change things between us so much?” I asked quietly.
He sighed. “Of course it does.”
“But why?”
“Because your first time should be special, with someone you care deeply about…love.”
“I care about you.”
“But we’ve only just met.”
“But I still care about you more than any other guy I’ve ever met.” I swept my hands down the exposed skin on my body. “No one else has seen me like this before.”
His eyebrows twitched as his gaze roamed my underwear. “Lucky me.”
I frowned. “Shane, I want to do this, with you. Tonight.”
“But surely you want more than…” He shrugged and clamped his lips into a tight line.
“Than what? Go on, say it. We’re both adults. We both know what we’re doing.”
“Okay, surely you want more than a one-night stand to give away your virginity to?”
My jaw clenched. Of course I knew that’s what this was. But having it said aloud hurt. Quickly I shoved that stupid bit of hurt way down deep. I had a more pressing matter to concentrate on and I wasn’t about to let this opportunity slip through my fingers. “I’m twenty-three, Shane, I’m still a virgin and I don’t want to be.” I pulled in a deep, determined breath. “I’ve chosen you over a bunch of losers who’ve chatted me up and asked me out over the years. It’s taken me a long time to find someone I want to have sex with. One-night stand or not, I want you to make sure I’m not a virgin when I wake up in the morning.” I put my hands on my hips and narrowed my eyes. “Do you think you’re man enough to do that?”
“Oh, I’m man enough all right. I’m also man enough to walk away and stop you making a mistake you’ll never be able to undo.”
“But how can it be a mistake if it’s what I want?”
“Because you don’t know what you want. Why can’t you see that?”
“How dare you.” I stepped up to him, poked out my index finger and pressed it against his chest. “You have no idea what I want or need.”
He looked surprised by my sudden rise in voice and stern tone.
“I’m a virgin not an idiot. I know about love and lust and I know there’s a difference. I also know I want to be initiated into the world of sex by someone handsome, intelligent, experienced and…and…”
“Expert?” He raised his eyebrows.
I tutted and lowered my finger. “Yes, that will do quite nicely, expert. I want someone who isn’t going to fumble and falter. I want someone who knows which buttons to press.”
“Buttons?” He gave a hesitant smile and a lock of hair fell over his right eye.
“This is not funny, you know.”
“Oh, believe me, there’s nothing funny about the ache in my pants I can’t do anything about.” He pushed his hair from his face.
“Of course you can.” I lowered my voice, gentled my tone. “I’ve been reading up and I know what you need too, I know what you’d like, Shane. It doesn’t have to be boring because it’s my first time.”
“What have you been reading?”
I shrugged. “Stuff.”
“Elaborate.”
“Stories about sex, men and women, things they do other than just the missionary position.”
A flicker of interest crossed his face. “Like what?”
“Things like oral sex,” I said quietly. “A woman taking a man into her mouth, sucking and licking until he comes down her throat.” I paused, sensing his heightened attention at my words. “I want to try that.”
“Anything else you been reading about?” he asked, shifting from one foot to the other.
“Yes, tying up a lover and doing whatever you want to their bodies, making them squirm with pleasure and cry out for more.” I could hardly believe I was saying all this stuff.
“You want me to tie you up?” His eyes widened.
“Not my first time.” I silently congratulated myself on not blushing.
“Your second?”
“Maybe, perhaps I’ll wait ’til third though.” I reached for the first, fastened white button on his shirt.
Opportunity. Grab it like a terrier.
“There’s something else I want to try before that,” I whispered.
“And what’s that?” he asked, watching me undo the button. His voice had calmed, his body was still. He was no longer stealing glances at the door.
“I want to try it from behind.”
“What, in your—?” His eyes snapped up to mine.
“No, no, just from behind so I can find my G-spot.”
“Jesus, you have been reading up.”
I undid the next button and the next and reached for the cuffs. “Yes, I like to do my research.” I tugged his now-undone shirt from the waistband of his smart black pants. “If I’m going to do something, I like to do it properly.”
“Me too,” he said in a quiet, calm voice.
Shoving the shirt over his shoulders, I stepped in real close and let my breasts press into the tightly coiled hair sprinkled over his chest. “Which is what makes you so perfect for my needs,” I said, sliding the shirt down his arms and letting it fall on the floor.
“Damn, you’ve nearly got me persuaded,” he said, lowering his head. His lips rested against my temple and I heard him swallow tightly.
I pulled back and looked up at his dark eyes, they were thick and velvety. I parted my lips and held them a whisper from his. “Will this persuade you?” I cupped my palm against the taut material of his pants and gave his cock a firm, confident squeeze.





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Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of erotic romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride Publishing, Evernight Publishing, All Romance eBooks, Stormy Nights Publishing, Tirgearr and Sweetmeats Press. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations.
Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot and Scored have been blessed with many 5* reviews since their release.
Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Best Seller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior.
Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes under the name Harlem Dae - check out the Sexy as Hell Trilogy - The Novice, The Player, and The Vixen - and That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel 'every woman should read' and is available in book stores nationwide.
One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and down-and-dirty sexy. Enjoy!
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