Sexy, Smoldering, Scintillating…the WILD Boys are takin’ over the blog…


What’s that sound? It’s the sizzle of WILD Boys in the morning (or the afternoon, or evening)…and it sounds verrrry nice. Looks even better. Let’s take a peek!

It’s super exciting for me to share that the 1st three books of my WILD Boys of Special Forces series are now available as an awesome box set, called “GOING WILD.” The amazing Rachel Rivera designed a HOT new cover for this special set, depicting all the edgy, sexy excitement of these first three books.

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Like every good Special Ops unit, the “WILD” in the Boys’ title is an acronym. It stands for “Warriors Intense in Love & Domination”–and it’s a job description that these three heroes take very seriously. All three are, of course, fiercely protective of the women they love–but are faced with vastly different challenges to find their Happy-Ever-Afters with the ladies bold enough to “unleash” them.

garrettandsagePROMOGARRETT HAWKINS was raised on a corn farm in Iowa. He idolized his Special Forces uncle, and dreamed of following in the man’s footsteps one day. Needless to say, his ideas about love and romance are steeped in a lot of old-fashioned values–which means the road to discovering his Dominant side is a rocky one. Garrett doesn’t get it right the first time, resulting in some of the edgiest scenes I’ve ever penned for a character–but thank goodness Sage Weston is strong enough to handle the curve balls as they come. These two are a wonderful “kick-off couple” for the series!

Zeke and Rayna kissZEKE HAYES is Garrett’s best friend–and a true polar opposite of his friend. Zeke embraced his inner Dom as soon as he was old enough to get into a BDSM club–but he also knows it was a form of therapy for the streets he grew up on after losing both parents when he was 11 years old. Though Zeke’s a damn good Dom, he also knows he doesn’t have the “long-term thing” built into his DNA–which presents a bit of a problem when his heart can’t let Rayna Chestain go.

ethanandava3ETHAN ARCHER is the team’s too-pretty-to-be-real boy. His callsign is Runway, because to be honest, he belongs on a fashion ramp more than a jungle tarmac. That doesn’t stop Ethan from proving himself with the battalion, and becoming one of their most valuable instruments with his knowledge of five languages plus intrinsic knowledge of human nature. Needless to say, Ethan craves the mental side of Domination, and loves a great mind fuck as much as a real one. Poor Ava Chestain will learn this the hard way!

I hope you enjoy the Boys as much as I loved writing them! I’m working on the 7th book in the series now, so there’s much more sexy goodness to look forward to very soon! BUY LINKS FOR THE GOING WILD BOX SET ARE HERE: Amazon   Kobo   Barnes & Noble   Google Play  **iTunes Coming Soon.

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A Dream, a Question, and a Giveaway…Oh My!

“Good things come to people who wait, but better things come to those who go out and get them.” ~Anonymous

With only a few weeks to go before my next book release, I am feeling this quote down to my very bones. I’ve worked very hard to reach author status over the past five years and every time I receive a note from a reader, I feel a multitude of emotions ranging from humility as a story-teller able to build a world readers–hopefully–enjoy, to gratitude for the opportunity readers give me and determination to do better not only for them but also myself.

It’s a wonderful feeling, yet surreal. I’ll take it! Thank you, readers! YOU have made this dream possible for me!

Speaking of releases, the second book in my Hex My Heart Series, Jinxing the Alphas, releases May 30th and it will be FREE! That’s right! I want you to have it for free as a special thank you to all! It’s a sexy hot story filled with magick, sizzling romance, and two alpha shifters with a thing for their witch. I can’t wait for you to Meet Luke, Ambrosia, and Evan!

To spread the word about Jinxing the Alphas free release I’ve created a Thundclap campaign. So many readers have already supported and for that I am forever grateful. If you’d like to join the fun, click the Thundercalp link HERE: and agree to share the pre-written post with either your Facebook, Twitter, or Tumblr account on release day. Or all Three. :)



To all my fans reading this and clicking that link…thank you from the bottom of my heart!
Now how about a little eye candy. Here’s a look at the upcoming releases in my Hex My Heart Series. In answer to all the emails demanding more sexy magick and shifters, I’ve reworked my release schedule to allow each titles below to release one after another. From left to right, you’ll have a mischievous witch and her sexy roguish alpha (or two) to look forward to this May, June, and July! Ember and Julian’s story is up next and WHEW what a fun ride! Such naughty fun, to be exact! ;)


What to know more? Skip over to my website!

You can pick up the first in the series, Hexing the Alpha, on Amazon free via KindleUnlimited or snag it up for only $.99
With my dreams coming true with each release, I have to pause and wonder. What dreams do you have? No matter how big or small I would love to hear about them! I’ll pick one lucky commenter to win a copy of Sunrise for Three, my latest sexy military romance release. ;)

Connect with me on Facebook or Twitter or visit my website at Now you can also find me on TSU! I love chatting with readers, so don’t be shy!

Until next time, keep it sexy!

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New Covers for Bound Again Series

One of the great things about self-publishing, is that authors can now try new things. And with the case of Bound to Surrender and Bound to Submit, I decided to go with new covers. I loved the old ones, with the sexy bound women, but I wondered…how about some man-chest? :)

What the heck. I can do that. I can switch up the covers and see what readers think. Who doesn’t like some sexy man-chest? So today I’m revealing the new covers for Bound to Submit (Bound Again book #1) and Bound to Surrender (Bound Again book #2) The change should be live in the next few days, but the books are, of course, available now.


Mason’s dark good looks and dominating personality stirred up Kelly’s forbidden fantasies, frightening her so much that she broke up with him. When she agrees to help out at the community haunted house, she never expects to be tied to a bed, playing damsel in distress to Mason’s masked, whip-wielding villain.

Mason knows Kelly is fighting her sexual needs and he hopes that a few hours of playing out her fantasies with him will prove it to her. Bound and under his control, she can’t run away from him this time.


Love is nothing but an illusion. Heiress Gabriella Winslow learned that lesson years ago when her magician boyfriend abandoned her, sick and alone, hundreds of miles from home. In the years that followed, she’s tried to forget him and the erotic bondage games they used to play. But the life she’s made for herself since then still leaves her restless and yearning for something more.

Now a successful illusionist, Alexander Black has returned to settle an old score. And to seduce Gabriella. With a blindfold and handcuffs and blood red roses, he entices his former lover and magician’s assistant back to his Las Vegas penthouse. If all goes according to plan, she’ll surrender to him before she discovers everything isn’t as it seems.

So what do you think?


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Get ’em hot. Make ’em come!

As I finished up book 3 of Rhinestone Cowgirls, PRESSURE POINT, I realized my hero, Nash was a sensitive man. I remembered reading once, I do believe from another author, that a hero shouldn’t be sensitive. Shouldn’t have deep, emotional talks with his friends and family. Shouldn’t let the heroine have too much control. But for me, I like creating heroes who aren’t afraid to show his emotional side. Now, this isn’t to say that Nash doesn’t have balls, because he has a huge pair, of course. The heroine, Emerald “Em” isn’t sensitive. She’s a bit closed off. Aloof. She’s never met a man who can handle her, until Nash. And then, woo-whee, do things hit the fan. I hope you’ll love how these two collide and set off fireworks.

PRESSURE POINT is releasing April 30. It is now available at Amazon for pre-order.

I’m attaching an unedited excerpt. Hope you like!



Emerald ‘Em’ Stone wakes up in bed, but not the one she expected.

Lying next to her is a naked cowboy and she isn’t sure how he got there. Slipping back into her wrinkled bridesmaid dress, she starts her plan into action. She has somewhere to be and no time for a cowboy, even if he is wickedly sexy from head to toe.

Nash Walters is wearing only his hat and a five o’clock shadow when a disgruntled Em takes him hostage. She plans to steal a horse and he becomes her unwilling, and very naked, accomplice. The blanket he finds buried in the truck fits him like a skirt, but at least his jewels are covered.

He knew from the start the youngest Stone sister was nothin’ but trouble, and he has time to think it over when she lands him in jail. He isn’t sure if he wants to spread Em over his knee and spank her or kiss the hell out of her. She is the most infuriating woman he’s ever come across, and yet he can’t get enough.

Em is perfectly naughty and strong-willed, and has no plans of changing. She swore off men and relationships, simply because no man is capable of handling her—until Nash. He has life by the balls and he’s aiming to settle down, start a family, and when he sets his sights on Em, she isn’t sure if she should run far away or into his wide, accepting arms.

Can Nash tame the beautiful Stone sister? Or will she bring him to his knees?


They took the stairs together, Em holding his hand and guiding him. Her body heated and her head spun. A heated throb pounded her inner thighs and she needed Nash’s touch.

She looked at him, he smiled and her heart skipped a beat. How had she gotten here? On her way to the cabin not once had she thought she’d end up with these sweltering sensations rushing through her, filled with a desire to set the sheets on fire. Her attention focused on the intense sensation in the apex of her thighs. She couldn’t remember being so wet, so ready to take things to the next level.

They stepped onto the second floor and she led him down the small hallway and to the door of her bedroom.

None of the men compared to Nash and the feelings he erupted within her.

Now, upstairs in her bedroom, she stared at her bed. She’d never shared this room with a man.

She turned and laid her hands on Nash’s chest. He smiled, an expression that promised euphoria and bliss. She could only imagine where this man could take her…The possibilities were endless. This excited her.

Guilt had no place here. She had no reason to feel anything but elation. Nash wanted her, she wanted him. They could spend the weekend together and walk back into their lives come Sunday.

He wanted things she couldn’t give. He knew that, and he still wanted her—this.

And tonight, she wanted her sheets to be on fire. She pushed aside the doubt.

He lifted her chin, their gazes meeting. “You okay, darlin’?”

“I’m caught up in all of this–you,” she mumbled.

He chuckled deep from within his chest. “I know the feeling.”

When had any other man looked at her with such desire? Never. His hunger etched lines in his face and she swore she could hear his heart beating. She didn’t care about anything outside of these four walls. She wanted him, like she’d never wanted anything in her entire life.

She lifted a hand and touched his warm cheek, the pricks of his beard rasped her fingers, flooding her body with yearning, imagining what the scruff would feel like on her sensitive body.

The muscles in his neck tightened and she exhaled. She dropped her palm to his chest, sliding a finger along the top button of his shirt, opening it, smoothing the pad of her finger on his smooth, tanned chest. He moaned.

Because he was so tall, she had to stand on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around his neck. She did, and pressed her body against his iron-hard length. The bulge in his zipper pushed against her stomach, where a pool of lust puddled.

“Will you still respect me in the morning” It was meant as a joke but came out as a whimpered request.

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Blurbtastic! by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985)

This post originally appeared at the Erotica Readers & Writers Association blog.

Following on from my little rant about the dreaded sucknopsis, I thought I’d better do something more useful this time. And since, as you probably gathered if you read the previous post, synopses (??) are not my strong point, my natural progression was onto blurbs. Something I can do.

Yes, I am one of these rare writer-types that actually likes writing blurbs. Crazy, eh? I’ve even had folk pay me to write or re-write blurbs for them. I suspect my blurb writing skills come from the marketing side of my brain (my creative and marketing sides seem to live in a lovely harmony up in the old grey matter). When I graduated, I ended up in a PR & Marketing role and was immediately pointed in the direction of press releases, sales sheets and advertising copy, and told to “go create!”

Okay, those weren’t the exact words they used, but the bottom line is I was thrown in at the deep end. Fortunately, I discovered I did have an aptitude for writing copy that would entice consumers and retailers to buy products, and I think this is something I’ve continued to improve on over time. So now, when it comes to writing a blurb, I find it pretty easy. It does require a certain amount of distancing yourself from your work, though. It’s simple to think to yourself, oh well, this book is about X, Y and Z, if I just write that, people will get it, and buy the book.

But the thing to remember is that blurbs are meant to entice, to tempt, to intrigue. Not just tell people what the book is about (which is the difference between a synopsis and a blurb). You want to hint what the book is about (while giving enough information so that they know what the genre is, and if it’s their kind of read), but without giving away any major plot points or twists. Try and pick out the most important themes of your book and find a way to include them in the blurb. If possible, ask a question, as many people’s brains will be wired to want to know the answer to that question. And, of course, the way for them to get the answer… buy and read the book!

This may seem obvious, too, but mention your characters – or the main ones, anyway. Blurbs are fairly short and to the point, so you can’t give any great detail, but if you can present potential readers with enough information about your characters and your plot to let them know whether it sounds like a book they’d be interested in, with characters they’d like to read about, then you’re onto a winner.

Desert HeatHere’s one of my own blurbs as an example. This is from Desert Heat.

Their love is forbidden by rules, religion and risk. Yet still they can’t resist. [a lead in. Not necessary, but the publication the story was originally written for wanted a short, enticing strap line. This is what I came up with, and I liked it so much I kept it. It immediately tells you that it’s a love story, then goes on to indicate forbidden love, and risk. But then it teases – they can’t resist. So you know pretty much straight away that this is no straightforward love affair, and not a simple story.]

Captain Hugh Wilkes is on his last tour of duty in Afghanistan. [Now you know the name of the lead character, and that he’s military. You also have the setting of the story, not always necessary, but when it’s as interesting as a war zone, it’s probably worth a mention!] The British Army is withdrawing, and Wilkes expects his posting to be event-free [Now you know the character is a Brit, and that he’s expecting no drama on his tour.]. 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. [Now you know that the potential love interest is an Afghan national, which goes some way to explain the part about their love being forbidden by rules, religion and risk. The fact that the story is M/M is now fairly obvious from the names, but the cover has two men on it – so there should be no confusion there!]

And there you have it – hopefully my notes in brackets all made sense, and pulled out what I believe are important points for a blurb. Basically, keep it short and to the point, don’t give too much away, distance yourself from the story enough that you can see what will appeal to potential readers, and remember, you’re selling your story to someone, making them think “Ooh! That sounds interesting. Click.

If you can, get someone you know and trust to be honest with you to read the blurb. Even better if they haven’t read the story already – if they then want to read the story based on your blurb, then you know you’ve done a good job.

As with most things, writing blurbs takes practice. All publishers are different – some will literally take what you’ve written and use it, others will work with you to improve it, and others still will write something themselves. But the person that knows your story the best is you, so you’ve got the knowledge, the background, to know what will excite readers and pull them in. So it’s definitely worth spending time on your blurb, especially if it’ll be used word for word. You only have a short amount of time to make them want to click that buy button, so don’t waste the opportunity!

I hope you find this useful. Of course, things like this vary from person to person, but you may find this works for you.

Happy Blurbing!


Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at:

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To Porn or Not to Porn

Yep, that is the question. It’s a question I ask myself every once in awhile, usually after some kind of viewing of, well, porn.

This time, the question, ahem, arose when we got a weekend of free Cinemax, aka Skinemax. For me, the experience was a Not to Porn. Late night cable still seems to run toward, “the sluttier the better”, and that just doesn’t do it for me. If I never see another pair of over-inflated breasts struggling to jiggle, I’ll be a happy camper.

I need sensuality. I need a reason for them to be in bed together that amounts to more than realizing it’s been longer than three minutes since anyone screwed. It’s safe to say there’s something for everyone churning out of the porn industry these days, but I doubt I’ll be finding anything I like on late night cable. I will say that at least it’s better than the 70’s and 80’s when three guys and a girl always meant:

Guy 1 – Doggy Style

Guy 2 – Getting Blow Job

Guy 3 – Standing over other three, masturbating

Nothing wrong with any of those scenarios, but that’s the best they could do with three guys and a girl? Cripes, my teenage fantasies were better than that! Hmm, wonder if that has anything to do with what I write now? As for my adult fantasies…well, let’s just say I’m in the right – write? – business! Women statistically prefer their imagination over something visual, and I’m no exception. Heck, we talked about that last month!

So no, we won’t be ordering Skinemax anytime soon. I’ll still be turning off the tv and reaching for a good, sensual book with characters I can like. Care to join me?

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22 Years and Celebrating

Yes, today my husband and I celebrate 22 years of marriage. Those vows the minister had us repeat–yes lord it has truly been a journey.

All I can say is we are stronger, better and more in love than what we were 20+ years ago. He’s my friend, lover, and sometimes my biggest champion.  Even though he has a crazy busy work schedule, he still manages to find time to celebrate us.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires. 

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The birth of Wonderslut by Alice Gaines

wonderslutReaders often ask authors where their ideas come from.  The true, and not very interesting, response is “from everywhere and anywhere.”  Sometimes it can be an item in a newspaper or the content of a dream.  Even a common phrase will get a writer thinking.  Often the germ of the idea gets buried in our brains for years, and the exact stimulus for the idea is lost from memory.

In contrast, I remember the exact place where I was sitting when I thought up Wonderslut.  I can’t tell you the date, but I was sitting at my desk at my day job one afternoon in 1996 when she came to life in my brain.

We’d had a company electronic bulletin board where employees could post personal messages and other silliness.  We “old-timers” on the board were a clever and creative lot, at least in our own minds.  Literate, insightful, entertaining, our posts were everything the humdrum world was not.  We were the intelligentsia, la crème de la crème.

And then, the others arrived.

Rank newbies took over our beloved board, filling it with inanities, misspellings, and bad grammar.  Horrors!  We rallied privately and formed an organization to retake our board.  We named it something with the initials J-L-A.  (I told you we were creative.)  We all adopted superhero identities.  As I had a reputation for writing things with S-E-X in them, I took the superhero concept of Wonder and added Slut.  Wonderslut.

Then, Wonderslut needed an everyday alter-ego.  I’d always been fascinated with orchids, so I made her an orchid hybridist, and I made up the silliest name I could imagine.  Felicity Plumswindle, mild-mannered orchid hybridist, also came to life.

Fast forward about nine years.  One of the authors at Changeling Press asked why we had a category for Comic Book Heroes with no books in it.  The publisher answered that she’d always wanted to do Comic Book Heroes, but no one had submitted any.  I remembered Wonderslut and added Avenger of the Non-Orgasmic so she had a heroic mission in life.  Then, I started writing.

I can honestly say Wonderslut is one of my favorites.  Writers often say that their characters think things up and surprise them.  Actually, what we mean is that we surprise ourselves.  I imagined a crimson Maserati with a jet engine and retractable wings.  I imagined a superpower that’ll never make it into a Hollywood movie.  I imagined a young, impressionable sidekick with an agenda of his own.  What fun.

The Adventures of Wonderslut came out on Friday, June 16, 2006 – ten years after I originally thought her up.  But alas, Wonderslut didn’t sell well, and the sequels I’d imagined never came to pass.  Wonderslut seemed destined to the end up on the scrap heap of other crazy ideas that rattle around in my brain.  Until…

Fast forward again to August of 2010.  Amazon had just announced the creation of Kindle blogs.  The idea was that people would blog, and subscribers would pay $.99 per month to get an otherwise free blog delivered directly to their Kindles.  A friend of a friend started a blog called “Everything Erotic” and recruited writers to write erotic serials.  What could be more perfect for a comic book character than a serial?

Mind you, I’d never written anything in serial form, but why should that little detail hold me back?  Put in some steamy sex, the sillier the better, add a cliff-hanger, and ta-da…serial!

I guess it did all right.  Our blog became popular and actually made me some money every month.  I have no idea if Wonderslut was responsible for our success or if some of the other serials were carrying the weight.  What I do know is that my coauthors crapped out, dropped the ball, and stopped posting.  The money dried up.  Who wants to pay $.99 a month for nothing?  For months I kept posting Wonderslut and another serial I was writing until I got sick of doing it for someone else who wasn’t paying me.

I figured if I was going to write for free, I might as well do it for myself.  So, I started my own blog where I post x-rated excerpts every Friday.  Wonderslut and her sidekick, The Hard-Driving Piston of Love, aka Jason, take the fourth Friday of the month.  If you’d like to check it out, visit on Fridays.

Only, please, don’t take anything seriously.  Don’t tell me about plot holes or inconsistencies.  I’m not interested.  As long as it’s funny and sexy, I don’t care.  To borrow from Mystery Science Theatre 3000, “remember it’s Wonderslut.  You should really just relax.”

I think on some level I’m embracing my inner Wonderslut, and I couldn’t be happier.  She’s an awesome lady.

If you’d like to join my mailing list, please e-mail me at  In May, I’ll be raffling off this hand-crocheted stole (made by moi).DSCN0321

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Men Wielding Big Saws

Hello, friends! In case you didn’t guess from the title of this blog post, I’m talking about loggers today! In honor of my latest book featuring two hot loggers (and the lucky lady they please), I’d like to share some facts about the forestry industry.


Where I live, logging is a way of life. Generations of families are committed to harvesting lumber in order to give you things you probably don’t realize even comes from trees. Some of those things are:


1. Rosin–for the bows of stringed instruments, paints and varnishes

2. Cellulose–ever read this ingredient on a box of food? Yes, this is in Twinkies.

3. Dye

4. Ping pong balls

5. Shatterproof glass

6. Artificial vanilla flavoring

7. Vacuum Cleaner bags

8. Milk cartons

9. Sponges

10. Linoleum


And a million other products. So yes, we need this industry in our lives. If done properly, the earth can keep growing and harvesting trees. In my book FEVERED HEARTS, a huge problem is presented when a hillside is wrongly wiped out.


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Here’s a little excerpt:


Liam shook his head. His father had always been a kid at heart when it came to anything with wheels and a motor—run ’em fast and run ’em hard was his motto.

At one time, Liam had lived by that rule too.

He sighed.

“Sure you want to do this?”

“You don’t need the help?” Liam countered.

His dad glanced out of the corner of his eye. “You know I do. The paperwork is falling behind. Contracts to be worked on. And there’s a little problem with some bad PR…”

Liam looked at him sharply. “What do you mean?”

“Well,” he drawled, rubbing his jaw, “seems some idiot I hired to replant didn’t do his job.”

A hiss squeezed past Liam’s lips. “Fuck. I should have known that weasel Harrington would screw it up.”

His dad’s mouth turned down at the corners, cutting deep creases into his sun-leathered face. Years of hard work had worn down Ed’s body—years that Liam envied. If only he could get out there with a chainsaw, he’d take whatever wrinkles and crevices the sun gave him.

Liam grabbed the “holy shit” handle as his dad whipped around a ninety-degree bend. “Why did you take this road? It’s not the easiest route to the office.”

“I have my reasons.”

As his father was a man of few words, it was best for Liam to sit and wait. Whatever his dad planned to spring on him would be revealed in good time. All Liam had was time.

“How’s Ivy?”

Liam glanced away from the small track of rutted road, surprised. “She’s fine.”

“That all?”

The wheedling tone in his father’s voice had encouraged a naughty little boy to spill his guts, but Liam was beyond that. “What are you getting at?”

His father eyed him with a shrug. “Just wondered. She’s my daughter-in-law, but I never see her. Everything okay in that department?”

“Jesus, Dad!” Anger burned in Liam’s chest. His damn ribs creaked with it. If he were fit, he’d force his father to stop the SUV and jump out to walk the five miles back to his house. But that was impossible now, so he was stuck riding the rest of the way to the Mattson Hardwoods office with his father.

“Well, is it? I don’t see you climbing out of this pit of despair you’ve dug for yourself—”

“Myself? Did I ask that fucking branch to fall?”

“No, you did not, Liam, and you know I’d never lay blame for that accident on you. Any logger knows that we take a risk every time we set foot in the woods. What I’m saying,” his father said with a glare that made Liam’s mouth snap shut despite his age, “is you have to make the most of your situation, son. And I don’t see you doing that.”

Suddenly, the woods opened up, granting a bald view of the sky. The velvety blue stretched for miles. The sight vanquished any retaliation he was about to make.

“Who clear-cut this?” he asked, his voice rough.

His father stopped the vehicle and put it in park. For a long minute, the only sound was the idling of the engine. Finally, his dad swept the air with a hand. “All gone. The bastards didn’t leave a single sapling.”

It wasn’t their way in this backwoods area of western Pennsylvania to strip the land. They always gave back, which was why Mattson Hardwoods was getting bad press about not replanting in areas where they’d logged.

“Who?” Liam breathed.

His father met his gaze. “Bose.”

The name was a hot knife slicing through Liam’s chest. He huffed out the breath he’d been holding. That name meant a lot to him—too much, in fact. But his father didn’t mean—

“Ward Bose plans to take over the business.”

There it was—the other lead brick hitting Liam’s gut. He fought to keep himself from folding over and holding that burning, amazingly bittersweet pain inside.

“I hope to hell your old buddy plans to stop the tree genocide.”



When faced with a challenge, it’s best to pool your resources.

Liam Mattson used to play his wife’s body like a fine violin. Until a logging accident dampened his fine motor skills and rendered his legs—and the most important part of his below-the-waist playground—useless.

If only Liam would throw himself into therapy with the same vigor he used to throw her into bed, Ivy is sure he’d fully recover. But lately she’s felt adrift, while he’s stuck in self-pity and pre-occupation with a serious threat to his logging business.

When Ward Bose returns from the backwoods, Liam isn’t blind to the heated, guilty glances between his best friend and his wife. And he takes a step he never could have taken if his legs were working—ask Ward to service Ivy in bed.

The moment the three come together, Ward’s heartstrings are tied in knots, and Liam holds them in his fist. But secrets they’re each keeping could tear them all apart…unless they can find a way to share their burdens as easily as they share their love.

Warning: Men who wield big saws know how to take care of business—in bed and out.


***I hope you’ve enjoyed reading a little about these special men in my book, who are based on real men who risk their lives daily to bring us things like toilet paper. Thank you for reading!**

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Embracing New Things

Greetings from Southwest Florida. I’m so very excited to have left the cold for warmer climates. I’m already thinking of the homey touches I want to add to our new home. Later today I hope to grab coffee and doughnuts from my favorite place, Bennet’s. They have a maple bacon doughnut that’s divine. And the glazed is even better.

I accepted a contract from Loose Id for Because of You, a light-hearted erotic romantic short storyl. I’m still waiting on word from another submission, but in the meantime I’m thinking of sending off a proposal for a series to one of my other pubs.

Embracing change hasn’t always been easy and sometimes it’s downright painful, but the change can be extremely rewarding. In this case, I get to leave the cold winters of Michigan behind and enjoy sunshine all year round. Palm tree lined streets continue to give me the impression of a tropical paradise and I get to wake up to this everyday.

Yeah. I’m very blessed to be me right now. Even in hard times, it’s still a blessing to be me.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires

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