Saturday, 29 October 2022
Tuesday, 25 October 2022
Pre-Order Your Next Hot Shifter NOW!
Post by Lily Harlem
Now available to pre-order, ALPHA MALE - an MF and MM version to choose from or why not have both!
The MF version, links below, features my smokin' hot shifter story DRAGONS DON'T SHARE.
Tuesday, 18 October 2022
DRAGONS DON'T SHARE - Meet Ivor!
Greetings and thank you for stopping by to read this sneak peek from chapter one of DRAGONS DON'T SHARE.
This shifter story set in my home country Wales is due out on the 8th of November in the new ALPHA MALE anthology. It which features a host of wonderfully hot and dominant heroes for you to hang out with, snuggle up with, and go on wild adventures with.
EXCERPT
Glancing over her shoulder, she broke into a run with her purse swinging.
The three men, yes, that was what they were, rushed after her.
“No, get away,” she called, fear coating her words.
“We only want to talk, sexy.”
“Sexy, yeah right. Sexy bitch who needs cock.”
“Make that three cocks.”
“No! Please, leave me alone.” She was panicked.
A sudden and hot sense of protectiveness came over Ivor. These three men had evil intentions, and he would not stand back and let them act upon them.
Folding in his wings, he let himself drop lower, gaining on them and the ground.
She was quick, her flat shoes allowing her to make good progress toward the apartment block ahead.
But Ivor knew she wouldn’t make it. She didn’t stand a chance. Just before his dragon body hit the road, he shifted into his human form. It took only a second if he concentrated hard enough. Landing in the shadow of a van and amongst a puff of smoke, he crouched, steadied himself, and then burst into action, racing toward the young woman from the right.
She turned, saw him, and screamed. He was closer than her pursuers, unintentionally blocking her way.
He held out his hand. “I mean you no harm.”
She glanced over her shoulder. “Please … please help me.”
“I will.”
“Hey you, get away from our girl.” An angry, breathless voice.
“She’s not your girl.” Ivor stepped forward, putting himself between the three darkly clothed men and the woman with the scared brown eyes.
“She is ours, so get out of our way before we knife you.” A glint of steel appeared.
“Really?” Ivor said. “A sword or an axe perhaps I’d be inclined to do as you bid, but a knife… No, I don’t think so.”
“We mean it!” The guy with the weapon stepped forward.
“I really wouldn’t,” Ivor said with a shake of his head.
“What, think you’re fucking Rambo, do you? Tough guy. In case you hadn’t noticed, this is three against one, you dickhead.”
“Dickhead.” Ivor nodded. “That’s what you think I am?”
“Yeah, dickhead. Fuck off.”
“Come a bit closer and say that.” He could hear the woman breathing hard behind him. She was clearly terrified, and that just made him madder. “I dare you.”
“Got a death wish, he has,” the guy at the rear of the group mocked. “Get him, Geraint. Mess him up bad for trying to spoil our fun.”
“I will. Watch this.”
Ivor closed his eyes, held his breath, and summoned the dragon from deep within. He then opened his eyes, wide and unblinking, and stared at each man in turn.
“What the fuck?” Knife Guy stopped in his tracks. “Jesus Christ.”
“What’s he done to his eyes?”
“They’re on bloody fire! Shit.”
The knife fell to the ground with a clatter.
Ivor kept on staring with his bright-red, vertical-pupil dragon eyes. Because he was angry, the scarlet irises would be flickering like flames, flashing orange, yellow, and black. He leaned forward and added a snarl for effect.
“I’m outta here.” The guy at the back of the group turned and ran. “He’s a fucking freak.”
Saturday, 15 October 2022
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Sunday, 9 October 2022
The Biker Next Door Series
Read my newest release and start a new series at the same time with book 1, Wolfe.
Living next door to each other is torture. Wolfe wants Ella but he doesn’t have time for relationships. He had an MC to run. Anything permanent was off the table. Ella, a fun-loving extrovert thinks she’s okay with a no commitments kind of relationship. But being with Wolfe only makes her want him more. They should never have given in to temptation. Can they find a compromise for happiness?
Excerpt
“So, where’s Demo?” Her gaze moved past me further into my house as she looked for him.
Demo sometimes went on the hunt with Knuckles and Buck when they were on a job. He had the fucking skills of a bloodhound. “With one of my brothers, and I’d appreciate you leaving my dog alone. Gettin’ fucking tired of having to fetch him.” I started to close the door. “Thanks for the brownies,” I added as an afterthought.
“Can I ask you a question?” she rushed out, causing me to pause from shutting the door.
I looked back at her reluctantly and raised a brow indicating for her to go on.
“Why are you such an asshole?”
I recognize the slight hurt in her eyes, but I had to give her credit for the tilt of her chin, which indicated her resolve to stay strong. I felt my face crack into an unwilling grin at her boldness to call me out. “I ask myself that all the time.”
Her eyes widened. “Oh, my God, you can smile!” Her eyes danced with amusement. “I was beginning to think that perpetual scowl was painted on your face.”
My scowl returned as I was reminded of why I was going out of my way to not like her.
“You should smile more often.”
She bit down on the corner of her bottom lip, drawing my eyes there. My dick punched forward and I grunted. I was within five seconds of grabbing her and doing something stupid. Thank fuck I was holding the plate. It kept me grounded.
“Maybe if I wasn’t being bothered by my neighbors I’d have more to smile about.”
Slowly her smile disappeared and her face fell as the hurt returned to her eyes. I felt instant regret, and then anger at myself for being an ass. My mom would have hit me upside the head for my actions if she could see me right now. I’d have deserved it.
Excerpt
“So, where’s Demo?” Her gaze moved past me further into my house as she looked for him.
Demo sometimes went on the hunt with Knuckles and Buck when they were on a job. He had the fucking skills of a bloodhound. “With one of my brothers, and I’d appreciate you leaving my dog alone. Gettin’ fucking tired of having to fetch him.” I started to close the door. “Thanks for the brownies,” I added as an afterthought.
“Can I ask you a question?” she rushed out, causing me to pause from shutting the door.
I looked back at her reluctantly and raised a brow indicating for her to go on.
“Why are you such an asshole?”
I recognize the slight hurt in her eyes, but I had to give her credit for the tilt of her chin, which indicated her resolve to stay strong. I felt my face crack into an unwilling grin at her boldness to call me out. “I ask myself that all the time.”
Her eyes widened. “Oh, my God, you can smile!” Her eyes danced with amusement. “I was beginning to think that perpetual scowl was painted on your face.”
My scowl returned as I was reminded of why I was going out of my way to not like her.
“You should smile more often.”
She bit down on the corner of her bottom lip, drawing my eyes there. My dick punched forward and I grunted. I was within five seconds of grabbing her and doing something stupid. Thank fuck I was holding the plate. It kept me grounded.
“Maybe if I wasn’t being bothered by my neighbors I’d have more to smile about.”
Slowly her smile disappeared and her face fell as the hurt returned to her eyes. I felt instant regret, and then anger at myself for being an ass. My mom would have hit me upside the head for my actions if she could see me right now. I’d have deserved it.
Thursday, 6 October 2022
RENEGADE BIKER is OUT NOW!
Don't miss this!
Book #3in my popular DIRTY BIKERS series is OUT NOW!
Renegade Biker will not disappoint so jump on for the ride of your life and meet Jayden Moritz who is as sexy as he is dangerous, and as fiercely protective as he is wildly passionate.
Find out more about DIRTY BIKERS right HERE
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