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Ducks in a Row with @MeganSlayer #timemanagement #writing #schedules

It’s funny. I like to think of myself as an organized person. That’s the plan anyway. I’m a mom, so that takes some of whole having a schedule out of the equation. But that doesn’t mean I’m not trying.

The little picture above is very much me right now. I think I’ve got things worked out and I’ve added all my tasks to Google calendar…then something goes off the rails. Yep. One of those ducks wanders right away and I have to find him.

Usually when this happens it’s because of a book/character that’s decided to talk to me. Hey, when inspiration strikes, you have to follow. But in this case, it was my own error. I thought I’d added my name to a list and had a recurring place on said list. There’s only one TEENSY problem. I didn’t check the list as thoroughly as I’d thought. Ugh. Yep. Stepped on toes. It’s a talent of mine. It wasn’t intentional. So what did I learn? Check what you’re doing. Don’t let life get out of hand all of the time. Sure, it will. That’s life, but a few checks here and there will do a body and a schedule good.

Oh and one of my characters did decide to talk. That’s how I roll.

Speaking of characters, I just had a book come out this Tuesday. In honor of baseball season starting and opening day…wherever it happens to be… I give you Great Catch. Available now wherever ebooks are sold. 🙂

Great Catch 

by Megan Slayer

Digital List Price: $0.99

ISBN: 9781370868971

Books2Read Universal Link: https://www.books2read.com/u/bzpwBz

Puppy love or a shot at forever…

Jake has loved Kyler since he realized he was gay. His best friend is the only person he wants to be with–but Kyler isn’t gay. Sure, they’ve experimented and everyone thinks they’re together, but Jake’s not sure. What’s he supposed to do? Hide his true feelings forever? Move on? Neither seems like the best plan.

Baseball brought them together, but will fear keep them from finding the love they deserve?

Search Terms: Sports Romance, Baseball Romance, Gay Romance, LGBT, Contemporary Erotic Romance, Romance, Contemporary, New Adult

(Sort of) New Releases Galore! #erotica #romance

Hi everyone,

As always, I’ve been a very busy bee of late. This time, it’s due to having received rights back to three more of my books. I’ve re-released them all with brand new (and totally gorgeous!) covers and lower prices. Please note, though, if you’ve read any of them before, the content hasn’t changed. So here goes…

Illicit Relations (M/M erotic romance novella)

Terry’s had a crush on his second cousin Justin for what seems like forever. He’s hidden it as well as possible, knowing that the other man is out of bounds, forbidden fruit. Second cousins getting together isn’t actually illegal, but for Justin the relationship is too close—he just can’t contemplate them being together.

But when some new information comes to light about Terry’s birth and his place in the family, the whole game changes. Suddenly the relationship isn’t so impossible, and things soon begin to get hot and heavy.

Grab your copy here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/illicit-relations/

Mean Girls (M/F BBW erotic romance novella)

Adele Blackthorne is a big girl, a curvy chick. She knows it, and she’s been picked on all her life because of it. But she’s gotten to the stage where she doesn’t care. She may be Rubenesque, but she’s healthy, too. Much healthier than the mean girls at the leisure center that point and stare and say spiteful things about her. Adele rises above it all, and simply enjoys her secretive glances at the center’s hunky lifeguard, Oliver.

As the bullying of Adele becomes worse, Oliver finds it increasingly difficult not to intervene. He doesn’t want to get into trouble with work, but equally he can’t stand to see Adele treated in such a horrible way. Especially since he doesn’t agree that she’s fat and unattractive. He thinks she’s a seriously sexy woman, and would like to get to know her better. Much better.

Grab your copy here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/mean-girls/

Grand Slam (co-authored with Lily Harlem, M/F BDSM sports romance novel)

California had seduced me with promises of a new life working at Los Carlos Tennis Academy. What I didn’t expect was the dark, brooding number one seed, Travis Connolly, resisting my help. He wasn’t interested in my psychology skills. Instead his attention was drawn to the edgy, sharper corners of my desires, proving that they existed, setting me challenges and driving me crazy to the point of combustion.

I’m the best tennis player in the world—officially—so why would I need a damn woman full of psychobabble to get me on form? Despite my irritation, however, I can’t resist pushing Marie Sherratt’s buttons even though doing that shows her the darkest shades of my lust, the parts of me I buried deep. So I set her a challenge, one she rises to, one that has me rising too, and before long my game relies on her calling the shots, hitting the target and bending to my will. One thing was certain, being not just master of the court, but also of Marie is seriously good for my soul.

Grab your copy here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/grand-slam/

Now I’ve (hopefully) convinced you to load up your eReaders, I’ll love you and leave you, and I’ll be back later in the month with a post that’s going to involve lots of discussion! In the meantime…

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller) and Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller). Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 140 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter and Facebook. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

HOLT Medallion Finalist – Suspended Game

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In 1936, everything is a scandal.

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Last weekend, I had the pleasure of attending an awards luncheon hosted by the Virginia Romance Writers. Even though SUSPENDED GAME did not win a HOLT Medallion, I was honored to have made the final round in the Extra Spicy/Erotic category.

Many, many thanks to the wonderful ladies who put so much time and effort into making the day special.

With a garden party theme, hats and gloves were the order of the day. Since I resemble Micky Mouse when I put on white gloves, I passed on that, but I did wear a hat!

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The table settings were lovely. Everyone got to take home their teacups!

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This is a very small sample of the fabulous desserts that were made and served by the chapter members!

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I didn’t score a Medallion, but I did take home a certificate.

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Here’s a little something about SUSPENDED GAME.

After five years spent proving his innocence in a gambling scheme, Jimmy Doyle Walker is back on the field for the Washington Diplomats. Given one season to demonstrate he can still contribute to the team, he guards his secrets well, knowing exposure of his unorthodox sex life would create a career-ending scandal. When he meets Evelyn Gardner, she tests his resolve, and he risks everything to show her the delights to be found in his arms.

Living day-to-day as a switchboard operator, Evelyn Gardner loathes the sexual cravings that cost her the home and family she’d always dreamed of. When she meets Jimmy Doyle Walker, the sexy first baseman for the Washington Diplomats, at a church revival meeting, he challenges her beliefs and her expectations. Determinedly, he seduces her through erotic letters, sensual gifts, and sexual play, until she dares dream she can have satisfaction and respectability.

Too bad her father, the preacher, seems set on ruining not only their reputations but also their lives.

Excerpt:

Sliding his hand beneath hers, he clasped his fingers around her wrist. Her pulse raced as fast as his, another reason he shouldn’t be doing what he was. Neither one of them was ready for what he wanted to do with her, but it was only her hand, he reasoned. Touching her this way was inappropriate as hell, but he couldn’t stop. He needed to feel her skin, and it was imperative that she get used to him touching her. It was never too soon to begin teaching her to accept him.

“Keep your eyes on mine, sugar. Don’t look away, no matter what.” He explored her fingers with his thumb, rubbing it along the length of each one before repeating the process, this time gently nudging into the soft flesh between each digit as he went from one to the next. When her eyes dilated and her breath grew shallow, he almost came in his pants. Shit, she was a natural submissive, and he couldn’t wait to have her completely under his spell. The things he’d do to her body. The pleasure he’d wring from both of them.

“Your hand is incredible, sugar. I can imagine these fingers shoving in, pulling out. All. Day. Long.” He turned her hand over and began massaging her palm with his thumb. “Does your hand cramp at the end of the day?”

“Sometimes.” Her lips barely moved as she formed the word.

He pressed his thumb hard into the center of her hand. Her fingers instinctively curled inward, encasing his thumb in the sweetness of her embrace. He returned to stroking her skin. “And do you massage the ache away? Alone? In your bed?”

Heat crept from the prim lace collar of her dress to her neckline, yet she held tight to his thumb. God, he could do this all night, tease her, stoke her need. One day soon he’d take care of her himself, but tonight, it would be enough to know that the hand he held in his now would be between her legs tonight, massaging away the ache he’d put there.

The clatter of plates and squeak of rubber soles on linoleum alerted him that they were soon to be interrupted. He glanced up and noted the waitress headed their way. With a gentle smile, he tugged his thumb from her grasp and pulled his hand to his side of the table. Turning her face to the wall, Evelyn tucked her hands into her lap.

Once the waitress left, he reached for her again. “Give me your other hand.” She hesitated for only a second before presenting her gloved hand to him. He stripped the garment from her fingers, set it atop the other one. “Eat.”

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