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Why Angels? Janine Ashbless Discusses Her New Release, In Bonds of the Earth

In Bonds of the EarthIt’s an absolute pleasure to have one of my favourite writers on my blog today. Please welcome Janine Ashbless as she talks about her new release, In Bonds of the Earth, the 2nd instalment of her Book of the Watchers trilogy. I asked Janine why she chose to write about angels, and here’s what she had to say.

Why Angels?

Janine Ashbless

“The story as I know it isn’t told from the point of view of the guys in the white hats. Azazel is one of the damned. Which means, I guess, that I am too.”

— In Bonds of the Earth

I’m no stranger to using mythology in my erotica and erotic romance. I’ve taken inspiration from Celtic, Greek, Islamic, Hindu, French, Persian, East European and Ancient Sumerian myths and folklore lore … and that’s just off the top of my head.

And since my first Medusa story in my very first collection back in 2000, my subtext has been “The gods are a right bunch of bastards.”

But with my Book of the Watchers trilogy about fallen angels, I got to grips for the first time with Judeo-Christian mythology. Now I come from a born-again Protestant family background myself, so in many ways I was familiar with the tropes – but I also discovered I had a lot to learn.

And it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose. – Genesis 6: 1-2

Now isn’t that just crying out for an erotic novel spin-off?!

Angels (the “sons of God,”) are intermediaries and messengers between God and humanity. We are made, according to the writers of Psalms and Hebrews, “a little lower than the angels.” So they’re presumably better than us, or more powerful, or both. They can appear in naturalistic human form (like they did to visit Lot in the city of Sodom) but according to Ezekiel’s crazy visions of heaven, and The Revelation of St. John, they’re not naturally humanoid – they’re described in terms of wings and eyes and wheels turning within wheels, flames and chimerical animals.

Yet clearly, when human, they’re capable of human lust. Now that is a writer’s dream – the warring instincts of the spiritual and the physical; obedience to God versus personal desires; the fraught relationship between angel masters and human wives and children; the whole question of free will and original sin. In fact, Biblically, angels have a pretty poor track record of obedience (just like humans!). Since Satan is held in Christian belief to be a former angel, clearly they are capable of rebellion. He’s supposed to have led legions into the Fall from Heaven!

Now that’s really interesting.

Imagine you’re an angel. You’ve been in the actual presence of God and know all its manifold joys. You know first hand His omniscience, His glory, His justice, all the infinite riches of Heaven. And yet, despite having no hope of winning any fight with Almighty God, you choose to rebel.

You. Choose. To Rebel. Anyway.


That’s fascinating, from a writer’s point of view. Characters with complex backgrounds, conflicting desires and warring motivations are irresistible. Add to that the theme of angels and humans engaged in sexual relationships and trying to understand each other despite all their differences, and well… I may have found my perfect subject matter.

(Also, when I’m looking for inspiration, this sort of thing doesn’t hurt )






Would you defy God, for love?


Broad at the shoulders and lean at the hips, six foot-and-then-something of ropey muscle, he looks like a Spartan god who got lost in a thrift store. He moves like ink through water. And his eyes, when you get a good look at them, are silver. Not gray. Silver. You might take their inhuman shine for fancy contact lenses. Youd be wrong.


Janine Ashbless is back with the second in her paranormal erotic romance Book of the Watchers trilogy: In Bonds of the Earth.


Unafraid to tackle the more complex issues surrounding good and evil in mainstream religion, Janine has created a thought-provoking and immersive novel which sets a new standard for paranormal erotic romance. The first in the series, Cover Him With Darkness, was released in 2014 by Cleis Press and received outstanding reviews.


In Bonds of the Earth is published by Sinful Press and is due for release on March 1st, 2017.


In Bonds of the Earth Blurb:

“I will free them all.”


When Milja Petak released the fallen angel Azazel from five thousand years of imprisonment, she did it out of love and pity. She found herself in a passionate sexual relationship beyond her imagining and control – the beloved plaything of a dark and furious demon who takes what he wants, when he wants, and submits to no restraint. But what she hasn’t bargained on is being drawn into his plan to free all his incarcerated brothers and wage a war against the Powers of Heaven.

As Azazel drags Milja across the globe in search of his fellow rebel angels, Milja fights to hold her own in a situation where every decision has dire consequences. Pursued by the loyal Archangels, she is forced to make alliances with those she cannot trust: the mysterious Roshana Veisi, who has designs of her own upon Azazel; and Egan Kansky, special forces agent of the Vatican – the man who once saved then betrayed her, who loves her, and who will do anything he can to imprison Azazel for all eternity.


Torn every way by love, by conflicting loyalties and by her own passions, Milja finds that she too is changing – and that she must do things she could not previously have dreamt of in order to save those who matter to her.


In Bonds of the Earth is the second in the Book of the Watchers trilogy and the sequel to Cover Him With Darkness.



In Bonds of the Earth Excerpt:


I was giving my long-dreaded presentation on the anniversary footbridge to Misters Ellis, Singh, Constanzo and Mackenzie…when Azazel walked in.

Oh hell.

“Excuse me, gentlemen,” I said loudly, lurching around from behind my desk, grabbing Azazel’s arm and spinning him back to face the door. “Not here, come on, please,” I implored through clenched teeth.

If there was one thing I’d learned by then, it was to not ignore warning dreams. If I’d paid them more attention from the start, things between me and Egan might have gone very differently back in Montenegro…

No, better not to think of Egan, not when Azazel was around. One guy at a time was quite enough to wrap my head around. Especially this guy.

He humored me though, this time, letting me pull him out of the meeting room and through the open plan office without resistance. We attracted a lot of stares, but there was nothing I could do about that except hold my head high.

“Where are we going?” he asked.

“Out. Anywhere.”

“You’re so impetuous.”

I didn’t need to glance up at his wicked smirk. I could feel it burning its way into my breast.

Bryce, the beardy guy in my new team who’d shown me the ropes of the job and seemed just a tiny bit too eager to talk every morning, stood up from his cubicle to intercept us. “Milja, is everything okay?”

“It’s just fine,” I rasped, towing Azazel faster.

“She’s insatiable,” my demon lover confided with a helpless shrug to my colleague as we swept past.

Bryce stared, mouth open.

“Goddamnit,” I muttered, and Azazel chuckled.

Sometimes it was hard to remember that he’d risked everything to save me.

We reached the doors at the end of the room and I pushed through, past the lobby with the elevators and into the concrete stairwell of the emergency stairs beyond. The only people who came here were smokers on their way to the roof, and it looked empty for now. My panicky momentum fizzled away and I swung to face him.

“What are you doing here?”

“What do you think?” he countered, taking my face in his hands.

“Azazel—” But he cut off my protests with his hungry kiss; a kiss that lanced through me all the way to my core. I gave up resisting, and speaking, and almost breathing, as his lust rolled over me in a hot wet wave. I slid my hands around his neck and tangled my fingers in his messy hair, pulling myself into his embrace. His body was hard as rock, his hands heavy on my waist and hips. The yearning for his touch that smoldered in my flesh day and night woke to a roaring heat.

I’d missed him. His skin, his smile, the peppery scent and salt taste of him. The sweetness of his lips and the harsh rasp of his stubbled chin. I’d missed him so much—like an addict missing her hit.


Buy In Bonds of the Earth Here:


Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Bonds-Earth-Book-Watchers-ebook/dp/B01N6W7EL4

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Bonds-Earth-Book-Watchers-ebook/dp/B01N6W7EL4

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Sinful Press: https://sinfulpress.co.uk/product/in-bonds-of-the-earth-by-janine-ashbless/

Waterstones: https://www.waterstones.com/book/in-bonds-of-the-earth/janine-ashbless/9781910908082

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Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Bonds-Earth-Book-Watchers/dp/1910908088


In Bonds of the Earth will be available from all major online bookstores in both digital and print. Please contact Lisa Jenkins at admin@sinfulpress.co.uk for any further information.


About Janine:

Janine AshblessJanine Ashbless is a writer of fantasy erotica and steamy romantic adventure. She likes to write about magic and myth and mystery, dangerous power dynamics, borderline terror, and the not-quite-human.


Janine has been seeing her books in print ever since 2000. She’s also had numerous short stories published by Black Lace, Nexus, Cleis Press, Ravenous Romance, Harlequin Spice, Storm Moon, Xcite, Mischief Books, and Ellora’s Cave among others. She is co-editor of the nerd erotica anthology ‘Geek Love’.


Born in Wales, Janine now lives in the North of England with her husband and two rescued greyhounds. She has worked as a cleaner, library assistant, computer programmer, local government tree officer, and – for five years of muddy feet and shouting – as a full-time costumed Viking. Janine loves goatee beards, ancient ruins, minotaurs, trees, mummies, having her cake and eating it, and holidaying in countries with really bad public sewerage.


Her work has been described as:

“Hardcore and literate” (Madeline Moore) and “Vivid and tempestuous and dangerous, and bursting with sacrifice, death and love.” (Portia Da Costa)


Find Janine Here:

Janine Ashbless website: http://www.janineashbless.com/

Janine Ashbless blog: http://janineashbless.blogspot.co.uk/

Janine Ashbless on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/janineashbless

Sinful Press website: https://www.sinfulpress.co.uk


The Executive Decision Trilogy on Tour!

AED new coverBeginning tomorrow, May 26th, I’m celebrating my romantic erotic Executive Decisions Trilogy with a two-week blog tour and a giveaway of two signed print copies of the first novel in the trilogy, An Executive Decision.  I’m very excited about this huge event – never done a two-week tour before. I’ve packed up my blogging bags, got my passport all ready, and I’ll be off first thing tomorrow, for two fun-filled weeks with some fabulous blogs all over the world, talking about the fabulous Northwest of the US where the Executive Decision Trilogy is set, interviewing characters, talking inspiration, and giving insights into the evolution of the trilogy and the fun I had on the journey to its completion. I hope you’ll follow the tour, enjoy the sizzling excerpts and have a good time. Join us at these fantastic sites on these dates and help us celebrate The Executive Decision Trilogy

IC new coverFollow the Executive Decision Blog Tour:

The SubClub Books Mon May 26th

Illustrious Illusions Tue May 27th

Slippers and Stilettos Charlotte Howard Wed May 28th

Romance lives forever Thur May 29th

ARE Café
 Fri May 30

Books and Banter  Mon June 2nd

TE new coverDestiny Blaine  Tue June 3rd

Lisabet Sarai  Wed June 4th

Snarky Mom Reads  Thur June 5th

Blood Lust and Erotica  Fri June 6th




SBTS for AED Trilogy


Fulfilling the Contract Now Out in eBook!

I’m very happy to announce that Fulfilling the Contract is now available in eBook! Fulfilling theFulfilling the Contract Contract is the second book in The Mount Seriex, following The Initiation of Ms Holly. This sequel is set in Las Vegas where the sexy, naughty fun of The Mount takes a voyeuristic turn amid the desert heat and the high rise hotels. Elsa Crane is the mysterious woman in charge of Mount Vegas. Elsa and her team sell great views for a price and, in a strange turn of events, limo driver, Nick Chase ends up being the best view ever.

To celebrate, here’s a sneak preview of some serious Mount Vegas heat.


Limo driver, NICK CHASE’s bad night gets worse when he picks up TANYA POVIC at a bar only to discover the explosive sex they share lands her in breach of her very strange contract. Blaming himself that Tanya will lose the large completion bonus earmarked for her mother’s surgery, Nick negotiates with her boss, the tough and mysterious ELSA CRANE, to allow him to fulfill Tanya’s contract and secure her bonus.

Elsa runs Mount Vegas, which offers voyeuristic pleasures for a price. Nick’s job, with Elsa and her quirky team, is to give clients something worth watching through the plate glass windows of Vegas’s luxury hotels and beyond. The learning curve is steep and kinky. As Nick and Elsa’s relationship sizzles and ignites more than hotel room rendezvouses are exposed. In this sequel to The Initiation of Ms Holly things get positively dangerous as Rita Holly and her team are called in from London to lend a helping hand. Bets are being placed. Will Nick fulfill the contract? Will he and Elsa take the gamble? And will they find a way to win at the high stakes, double or nothing, game of hearts?

Buy Fulfilling the Contract Here:




(Warning! Seriously Naughty Content)

As the elevator opened, for a split second Nick had the urge to push the down button and run. But then he thought of Elsa watching him, and he took a deep breath and moved forward.

The card key clicked in the lock and, with a sweaty palm, he pushed the door open. He knew where Deb was in the room, he knew what she was doing. But he took his time, shed his jacket and tie, and unbutton and untuck his shirt. Humming softly to himself, he slipped off his shoes and socks. He was, after all, planning a good wank in front of his scope, and he wanted to be comfortable. He wanted Elsa – and Mrs. Bromely, anticipating what would happen when he discovered the naughty maid in his hotel suite. At the bar, still standing with his back to where he knew Deb was, he poured two fingers of Glenfidich into a cut crystal tumbler and, after a sip that really wasn’t more than touching it to his lips, he turned for the encounter. Deb let out a little squeal of surprise and with way more ease than he would have thought possible, Nick found his voice. ‘What the hell are you doing here?’

Back in the control room, Elsa growled, ‘what the hell is he doing there?’

Pagan offered her a guilty look and stepped back from the monitor. ‘Mrs. Bromley decided to start her fantasy fifteen minutes early.

‘Jesus!’ She pushed him aside and shoved forward to the bank of monitors, ignoring the image of Pike inserting ever larger dildos into Beetle’s pussy while the woman squirmed and moaned helplessly from where she was tied spread eagle to the bondage bed. Elsa’s focus was totally on the image of Nick. He looked positively edible with his white shirt undone and untucked to expose the open button of his tux trousers, which rode low, just above his bronze pubic curls. Elsa’s pussy clenched at the sight, and when he spoke, she nearly gushed in her panties.

‘You’re supposed to clean my suite, not play with your pussy while you watch my neighbours fucking. That is what you were doing, isn’t it?’ Before Deb could do more than whimper, Nick moved closer and slid a hand between her legs. Deb’s eyelids fluttered and she gasped. ‘Whatever they’re doing across the way must be pretty damned good to make your little snatch so slippery.’

Elsa and Pagan both gasped as Nick gave Deb’s pussy a hard finger thrusting. Deb bit her lip and quivered all over. ‘You know, I could have you fired for this,’ Nick said. There was a slight growl in his voice, as though he suddenly spoke from a place deeper inside his chest, and the sound of it went straight to Elsa’s pussy.

‘Oh please don’t,’ Mr. Smith. I need this job.’ Deb laid on a thick southern drawl. ‘Honestly, I’ve never done anything like this before. I don’t know what came over me. Please. I’m putting my baby sister through school back in Dallas. I can’t let her down. Please Mr. Smith,’ she batted her eyelashes and shifted on his fingers. ‘I’ll do anything. Anything you ask.’

‘What were they doing over there –’ he paused long enough to look down at her name tag ‘Beth? What were they doing?’

‘The guy was licking the woman … down there, and his thing! My oh, my, it’s a whopper.’

‘Do you think he’s about to fuck her?’

‘Oh yes, Mr. Smith. I’m pretty sure.’

‘Then come on, you don’t want to miss anything do you?’ Nick pulled his fingers from Deb’s pussy and licked them, then gave her a little push until she stood once again in front of the scope. When she was bent over looking through the eyepiece, he moved in close behind her and lifted her skirt. He yanked the crotch of her panties over one buttock and cupped her ass, his thumb sliding along her crack and stroking until she shivered and moaned. ‘Here’s what’s going to happen now, Beth. You’re going to watch our horny neighbours and you’re going to give me all the juicy details.’ he thrust a hard finger into her pussy and she yelped ‘If you don’t want me to tell your superiors what I found you doing in my room, you’re going to talk dirty enough to make my cock so hard –’ he twisted her arm around behind until her palm rested on the bulge in his trousers ‘ – that all I have to do is shoot my wad up your sopping wet slit.’ He nibbled her ear. ‘Or maybe I’ll fuck you tight little asshole, Hmmm? Would you like that?’ With his thumb, he stroked her anus and she quivered all over and wriggled back tighter against his probing. ‘Mmm, I can tell you would, you naughty thing, you. Now what are they doing?’

‘Oh Mr Smith, this is so embarrassing. Please don’t make me say it.’

‘Say it –’he reached around and squeezed her tits hard, ‘– or you’ll be needing another way to pay for your sister’s education.’

Deb whimpered and shoved closer to the eyepiece. ‘He’s … he’s licking her … down there and, oh dear lord, he’s got two fingers up her… you know.’

‘Up her what, sweetheart? Use the word. Tell me where he has his filthy fingers.’

Back in the control room, Pagan stroked himself through his trousers. ‘Jesus, boss, you were worried about him not being able to do the job?’ he gasped.

Elsa shushed him and pulled up a chair in front of the monitor just as Nick, with incredible grace, kicked Deb’s legs a part and stepped in closer, rubbing his still clothed hard-on up against her exposed pussy. Deb shoved her ass back against him and he thrust so hard that the scope nearly went over. ‘You want that, Beth? You want my cock in your tight little slit? Where are the man’s fingers?’

‘Up her … up her bottom.’

‘Say it.’ He gave her a shake. ‘You’re not in Dallas anymore, honey.’

‘Up her asshole!’ she said with a sob.

‘That’s it, sugar, say the words. I want your mouth to be as filthy as you little pussy, because I like to fuck a filthy mouth as much as I do a filthy snatch. Now tell me what else they’re doing, and don’t say it like some tight ass Sunday school teacher.’

‘Oh my, oh for mercy sake! He’s licking at her … asshole and she’s wiggling and bouncing on the bed back against his tongue, and his thing. Oh for heaven sake! Mr. Smith, he’s going to put his thing, I mean his … cock up her … asshole, but I don’t know how he’s going to do it. He’s so big. Oh dear lord in heaven, Mr. Smith, he’s doing it up her ass.’

‘Doing what, hon. Tell me what he’s doing.’

‘He’s … he’s f… fucking her back there. He’s fucking her up her ass!’

Elsa held her breath as Nick dry-hump Deb through his tux trousers, his other hand working on her blouse, opening it far enough to slip his palm inside and fondle.

‘I want to see your tits, sugar. Take off your shirt.’

Deb quickly dispatched with the rest of the buttons and shimmied out of her blouse. Before she had it completely off, Nick unhooked her bra and ran his hands up to cup her. ‘Very nice, he moaned. ‘Beautiful tits. Turn around, I want to see them.’

‘But, what about the neighbours?’ Deb said.

‘I think we’ve seen enough of the neighbours for a while, and now, my naughty little maid, I think it’s time you let them see you.’


‘Come.’ Nick took her hand and pulled her to stand in front of the huge window. At first they both stood in profile with Nick cupping and stroking Deb’s breasts. ‘I bet my scope isn’t the only one in these hotels here. What do you bet, Beth?’

‘No, Mr. Smith. Please, I don’t want them to see me.’

‘I don’t care what you want, sweetheart. You owe me, remember?’ He bent and gave each of her breasts, starting with her nipples, a lapping tongue bath that had Deb gasping and shifting her hips and had Elsa doing her own little lap dance against the chair back in the control room. As for Pagan, she wasn’t sure he was even coherent, he was so aroused.

Then in a move that had everyone gasping, Nick turned Deb and shoved her up tight against the window. She squealed and then moaned at the feel of the cold glass. Then he moved in close behind her. ‘Now my darling, let’s us give those neighbours something to watch, shall we?’ With Deb’s upper body pressed against the window, Nick unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Then he tugged the crotch of her panties tight between her labia making her shift up onto her tiptoes with a gasp before he pulled them completely off.

‘And now that you’ve shown off those gorgeous tits, I think it’s time you showed everyone just what a filthy little pussy you have, don’t you?’

Nick turned her around and rearranged and adjusted until she stood bent over open-legged with her pout splayed right up tight against the glass. ‘You have such a filthy little snatch, don’t you, hon?’

She offered only a sob and a nod.

‘Say it!’ He pinched a nipple hard and she yelped.

‘I have a filthy little sn … snatch,’ she whimpered.

Back in the control room, Pagan unzipped his fly, and Elsa didn’t try to stop him. She was using all the self-control she had to keep her fingers out of her panties.

‘There now,’ Nick said. ‘That wasn’t so hard, was it? And while everyone is enjoying the view of your naughty little pussy, I think I’ll take full advantage of that dirty little mouth of yours.’ He pulled out his cock and shoved it, without preamble, into her mouth.’ She cried out, gagged slightly, then began to suck like it was her life’s ambition. Nick curled his fingers in the back of her hair and pulled her on and off as though she were nothing more than a fuck toy.

‘God, I hope he knows what he’s doing,’ Elsa said. ‘They’re only halfway through. He’s gotta hold his wad for at least a little longer.’

Just then Pike and Beetle rushed into the room. ‘Holy shit,’ Beetle managed.

‘Sonovabitch,’ Pike added. ‘That’s sizzling.’

On the monitor Nick pulled away and turned Deb back so that her tits were once again splayed against the window. ‘Is your slit wet, hon,’ he said, fingering in between her pussy lips, ‘because I want to fuck you now, so I need you to tell me.’

‘Yes, yes,’ she gasped, her breath steaming the window. ‘My pussy is wet.’

‘And what do you want me to do about that?’

‘I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck my pussy,’ she cried. ‘Please.’ She opened her legs wider and pushed her hips back, and Nick shoved into her and began to thrust.

Deb was close, Elsa could tell from the way she held her breath, from the way she bore down on Nick’s cock. Then Nick grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back sideways so he could kiss her hard on the mouth. ‘You don’t get to come until I say you can come, Beth. You were a very naughty maid and naughty maids come last and then –’ he gave a hard thrust that made her gasp ‘—then only if they’re good.’

Her breasts thud, thud, thudded against the safety glass as he fucked her. She practically went through the roof, when his arm snaked down around her waist and between her legs. His laugh was positively wicked. ‘I found your stiff little clit, hon, and believe me it wasn’t hard to find.’ He tweaked it, and she groaned. ‘Does it make you want to come when I rub it like this and pinch it?’

Deb was too far gone to do more than nod and gasp for breath.

‘Well, maybe I’ll let you come after I’ve shot my wad, and it’s one helluva wad, sweetheart. I’ve been saving it up, looking forward to my time with the scope, but you invaded my privacy, didn’t you?’ He withdrew his hand and fondled her breasts, thumbing her nipples until she sobbed in frustration. ‘I’m not in any real hurry, sugar. I could hold my wad and tease you all night. What do you think?’

‘Oh please, Mr. Smith. Pleeese! I need to come sooo bad!’

Deb could be over the top sometimes, but Elsa was pretty sure the need at this moment was genuine. Hers certainly was.

Nick nibbled Deb’s neck, then began again with her clit. ‘Alright, darlin’. I’m not a cruel man. And I’ve always believed in ladies first. But then you’re not a lady, are you, sweetheart?’

She shook her head wildly and Nick laughed. ‘Never mind. It’s alright. I don’t think that little hole of yours can take much more so it’s okay if you come. In fact I want you to come with me.’

In the control room, the only sound was heavy breathing. Elsa didn’t have to look to know all of her colleagues were masturbating. But she held herself. This was not her fantasy. This was not what she wanted to do with Nick, and even as she watched him, knowing that she would come too before his little performance was done, her own Nick Chase fantasy was unfolding in her head.

The silence was broken by Deb keening at the top of her lungs, ‘I’m coming, I’m coming!’ It was easy to tell Nick was about to follow suit, but just as he reached the point of no return, he roared like a lion, pulled his cock from Deb’s still convulsing snatch and shot his wad up her back and across the picture window in huge arching spurts.

‘Jesus,’ Pike managed just before he jizzed into a handful of tissue. Beetle was trembling out her orgasm in spastic jerks and gasps, and Pagan grunted his load into the trash can at the end of the dressing table.

Elsa sat very still, feeling the tremors pass through her pussy and climb up her spine again and again. She sat with her eyes locked on Nick Chase, who had now dropped to his knees, his shoulders heaving for breath, his cock still gripped in his hand as Deb slid down the window like she was made of Jell-O.

Then Pagan stumbled back to the keyboard. ‘Alright, Nick, Deb, you’re clear,’ he spoke into the mic gulping air like he’d just run a marathon. While the sounds of zipping and tucking filled the room, he turned his attention back to the control center and busied himself checking the recordings that were a part of each paying client’s package

‘Wow,’ Beetle said, ‘I think all of us are gonna want a copy of that little number, Pagan.’

‘Already on it,’ the big man called over his shoulder.

Just then, Elsa’s BlackBerry rang. She answered, and her pulse went into overdrive.

‘Hi Elsa, Rita Holly here. Edward and I are still recovering from your Mr Chase’s fantastic debut. My God, he’s a hot one!’

‘You saw it?’ Elsa managed.

‘We more than saw it, we had a hot little session of our own while we watched. He’s definitely a keeper.’

‘You were watching?’ Elsa repeated.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone. ‘Sorry about that. It was a very last minute request, but Pike said he was sure you wouldn’t mind.’

Elsa glared at Pike. ‘Pike is just so helpful, isn’t he?’ She ground her teeth. ‘I’m glad you enjoyed it, Rita.’

There was another pause. ‘Elsa, don’t let Nick Chase get away. He’s exactly the kind of man you need … the kind of person Mount Vegas needs to strengthen its ranks.’

Elsa nodded dumbly.

‘Look, Sweetie, I have to go,’ Rita said. ‘Totally starving after that little performance. Skype you tomorrow.’

Before Elsa had time to question Pike, the door burst open and Nick and Deb blew in. Deb was practically bouncing off the wall with excitement. As Elsa stood to greet them, Deb threw her arms around her boss and hugged her. ‘Did you see? It was amazing. Nick was amazing, wasn’t he?’ Before Elsa could answer, Deb was already hugging everyone else, leaping onto Pike and wrapping her shorts-clad legs around his waist to get a more effective bear-hug.

When Deb finally settled with both feet on the ground, Elsa turned her gaze to Nick. ‘Yes, he truly was amazing.’

In a move that was fast and hard, Nick pulled Elsa into his arms forcing a little grunt of air from her throat before he took her mouth, and it wasn’t a thanks-boss-glad-you-liked-my-work sort of kiss. He pulled her whole body against him, running his large palm up under her loose shirt to stroke her back, and fuck if his hands weren’t calloused, just like in her fantasies. Any semblance of professionalism she tried to maintain between herself and Nick Chase went out the window as she threw her arms around his neck and returned his kiss. His inquisitive tongue explored her mouth, and she returned the favour, pressing herself up tight and close to the rumpled trousers he still wore, trousers that couldn’t disguise his very interested hard-on.

Coming Autumn 2014
Coming Autumn 2014

It’s no Secret. It’s FREE! The Secret Life of Pets that is!

If you missed it the last time, I’m very excited to announce another FREE taste of my critically acclaimed novel, The Pet Shop! Alongside the original novel, The Pet Shop is now being offered by Xcite in a limited Kindle three-part edition. The second part, The Secret Life of Pets, is once again available for FREE for five days on Amazon from the 24th April through the 28th. And, since Xcite are only too aware that Pets are addicting, to help feed your addiction for hot kinky romance, Part One, The Gift, and Part Three, The Taming, are just £.77 each in the UK and $1.19 in the US.

(Just a quick reminder. If you’re an early bird on the other side of the Pond, the U.S. link may be available a few hours later than the UK link because of the time change.)

Here’s a little teaser of what you’ll find in The Secret Life of Pets. Download your copy FREE, and you’ll find out what the secret is.


Obsessed with finding out about Tino and his connection with Vincent Evanston, Stella enters the secret world of the Pet Shop in the only way possible, by becoming a Pet herself. As her animal lust awakens, Stella discovers the delicious crossover of the world of Pets and Keepers when Vincent takes her home as his Pet. But Stella wants the best of both worlds. Will she ever be able to have it?


Stella was still struggling to make sense of it all when the door opened. She could see a silhouette darkened against the moonlit sky before the door closed, then there were footsteps across the complaining wood floor and the Boss knelt beside her with a leash, which he clipped into the D-ring of her collar and held her gaze. He stood without saying a word, and she stood next to him, her legs suddenly unsteady. Was she going to have sex with him?  Not that he wasn’t an attractive man, but he was her boss and sex would add another complication she didn’t need. He led her out into the night, back along a narrow pavement, down a steep set of stairs and through a heavy wooden door.

Before she had a chance to get frightened, the Boss flipped on a light switch and a cavernous room immerged out of the shadow into details she failed to notice. Her whole attention was drawn to the pallet on the floor in the corner where Tino lay naked, blinking hard at the bright invasion on light-deprived pupils. He yawned and stretched and wiped sleep from his eyes. When he saw her, he came to his feet expectantly. As always, it was impossible for her not to notice his lovely penis, already at half-mast and rising. He laid a hand against it, not like he was about to masturbate, more like he was taking the reins of a powerful animal.

The Boss chuckled softly. ‘I can almost hear your fear and anger, Stella, and I assure you there’s no need for either. This is where Tino sleeps whenever he’s here. Not sure why he prefers the dungeon to far more plush places in which a Pet of his status could sleep. Perhaps because he spends so much time down here anyway being punished for bad behaviour, and I assure you, he gets far less than he deserves. He unhooked the leash and nodded toward the big Pet. ‘Go on. If the two of you were magnets it would be easier to keep him from you.’

It was all she could do to keep from crying out his name as he scooped her into his arms. Any further slippage of speech was stopped by Tino’s insistent mouth startling in its familiarity. Her throat tightened and her eyes welled, as he took her face between large hands and kissed her repeatedly, ravenously, as though he would never stop. But when he did, it was because they had both become once again aware that the Boss was still standing there, arms folded across his chest, watching.

When they stood staring at him expectantly, he pulled out a metal folding chair and sat down deliberately. ‘Oh, I’m not leaving, if that’s what you’re waiting for. I did scheme to get the two of you together, that’s true.’ He waved a hand. ‘And I expect you to do whatever nasty things your libidos drive you to, but I expect you to do them while I watch.’

He turned his gaze on Stella, whose insides suddenly twisted in a writhe of nerves. ‘My dear Stella, as a Pet, you’ll often be called upon by your keepers to perform sexually for them while they watch and have a wank.’ He shrugged. ‘Sometimes they only do that until they get up their courage to join in the fun. Other times they really are voyeurs and get off on the watching more than the doing.

‘Me, I don’t need courage to join in the fun, which I may well do if I choose. But after what happened between you two this morning, I haven’t had a minute’s peace imagining the fireworks that must happen when the two of you actually are allowed to fuck.’ He sighed happily and settled back into the chair as though it were the most comfy recliner. ‘All I need now is some popcorn. Consider this a part of your training, Stella, and who better to help you with your homework than someone who’s an old hand at it.’ He nodded to Tino.

She expected at least an awkward moment or two to adjust to the idea of fucking with an audience, but Tino simply ignored the Boss’s presence.He lifted her as though she were weightless and carried her back to his pallet.

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Identity Crisis Now Available in eBook!

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Identity Crisis, the second novel of the The Executive Decisions Trilogy is out, and Grace Marshall and I couldn’t be more excited! In so many ways The Executive Decisions Trilogy feels like my coming of age story as a writer. It started out five years ago as a novel called The Executive Sex Clause. Back then it got rejected multiple times for being too risque. But that was pre Fifty Shades of Grey. With romance that has a little more heat and a little more raunch dazzling the reading public, the time was right. It was as I revisited Dee and Ellis and their story that I realised there was way too much going on in The Executive Sex Clause for it to be only one novel. Once I realised that the story was really a trilogy, it was full steam ahead!

When An Executive Decision, volume 1 of the trilogy, came out in September, it was so well received that I was asked to hurry along the rest of the trilogy, which was already in my head, so it was just a matter of getting it down. As is always the case, the characters surprise me in so many ways when I actually engage with them on the written page. I had spent nearly five years with Dee and Ellis. We were already old friends when I wrote the final version of An Executive Decision, and even then, their story had twists and turns and insites into their personalities I hadn’t expected.

If Ellis and Dee surprised me, Kendra and Garrett had me gobsmacked at every turn. Once I allowed them to take centre stage for Identity Crisis, they took me on a roller coaster ride of love, sex, fun and flat out fear that I never would have expected. Their journey is a detour into dark places where different kinds of executive decisions have to be made, some of them involving survival itself. I hope that you enjoy Kendra and Garrett’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it, and here is a little teaser to get you in the mood for The Golden Kiss!

Print release will be soon!


PR rep extraordinaire, Kendra Davis, is elated when she gets the chance to work for her hero, reclusive, romance novelist, Tess Delaney. Her elation is short-lived when she discovers that Tess is none other than Garrett Thorne, the bad-boy brother of business tycoon and eco-warrior, Ellison Thorne, who is engaged to her best friend, Dee Henning. Kendra blames Garrett for the comedy of errors that nearly destroyed their relationship. Garrett doesn’t like Kendra either, but he’s desperate. His alter-ego, Tess has been nominated for the prestigious Golden Kiss Award. No one knows who Tess really is, and he needs Kendra to play Tess for the awards.

When Tess is stalked by a rabid fan, the two unite to protect her identity. With Kendra, the body and Garrett the soul of Tess Delaney, is there room in this strange ménage for romance? Can a woman who doesn’t exist understand their hearts even better than they do?

IDENTITYExcerpt (At the Golden Kiss Awards):

Garrett was never a hundred percent sure about what happened next, though he did play the events over and over in his head many times afterward.

He read Kendra’s body language before he was able to see, from his poor vantage point, what was actually happening. Kendra’s spine stiffened and tension tightened her shoulders, which until now had been completely relaxed.

‘As you know I’ve reviewed all of your novels very well, very well indeed.’

Bullshit, Garrett thought. He had always approached Tess Delaney’s books, as he did all romance novels, as though they were the bastard step children of proper literature, and the best he’d ever said about Tess’s work was that it was not bad for what it was, and that it was a pity such talent was wasted on such low-brow literature. As Blessing’s hand moved up high on Kendra’s right thigh, Garrett had visions of strangling the man with his bow tie

‘I’m sure that my reviews were taken into consideration in these awards, Tess, I can call you Tess, can’t I?’ He addressed Kendra’s cleavage, ‘So in a small way, I guess you could say I’m responsible for you carrying away that lovely piece of metal. And I’m willing and able to help advance your career in ways you haven’t even thought of.’ His thumb slid beneath the soft green fabric of her dress and his fingers followed suit finding their way to Kendra’s bare thigh.

What happened next seemed to unfold in slow motion. Garrett rose from his chair and grabbed the bastard by the back of the collar just as Kendra looked up and caught his eye, then she shook her head and mouthed the words, ‘sit down.’

He didn’t. He just couldn’t let the bastard touch her like that. But before he could bodily heave Blessing out of his chair, before he could even do more than lay a hand on the man’s jacket, Kendra, without so much as batting an eye, daintily and very deliberately dumped her entire chocolate mousse upside down onto the lap of the man’s white suit, making sure to give it a good hard shove, adding a slide from side to side so there would be no easy clean-up. The whole incident might have been subtly covered up if, at that moment, one of the cameramen hadn’t chosen to zoom in for a close-up of the beaming winner and catch the whole magical moment and multiply it and enlarge it on the big screens that surrounded the room resulting in a raucous round of applause.

And that was when Garrett decided it was time they made their exit before he did the man serious bodily harm. He cupped her elbow in his hand, helping her from her chair. The applause was thunderous.

‘Garrett,’ she spoke between clenched teeth, ‘What the hell are you doing? We can’t leave before the press conference? Garrett!’

‘Fuck the press conference,’ he growled. ‘We’re leaving now before I kill the bastard.’

For a split second he was sure she was going slap him. Her eyes blazed blue fire and her lips were parted, to make room for each accelerating breath.

‘Now,’ he said, tightening his grip on her arm.

She blushed ever so slightly, made a little curtsey to the applauding crowd, then yielded to Garrett’s none-too gentle tugging. As the room fell silent, all except for the sputtering and cursing of Barker Blessing, who was now being ministered to by a couple of the male wait staff wiping at his bemoussed crotch with white linen napkins, the two walked out of the room with all the dignity of royalty. Without a word, they quick marched down the stairs into the foyer and out into the warm summer evening where Garrett practically shoved her into the waiting limo, the Golden Kiss Award still suicide gripped in her hand.

Kendra's Shelby Mustang
Kendra’s Shelby Mustang


Once the limo pulled away from the curb, Garrett pried the award gently from her fingers, then hefted its weight. ‘I’d say the bastard was damn lucky he got the mousse in the crotch instead of the Rodin up side of the head.’

Kendra forced a pained laugh, in spite of herself, and he could tell her control was near the breaking point, but he didn’t care. He didn’t!

As the anger dissipated slightly from her face, she took a careful breath and said. ‘Garrett, you should have let me handle it. I’ve had to deal with gropers and droolers and all sorts, and I know what an asshole Blessing is. I was ready for him. Really I was. But you forced my hand. Damn it, you forced my hand.’ Her grip on the leather arm rest was white-knuckled, and Garrett was pretty sure it was in attempt to keep from punching him good. ‘You should have let me handle it. That’s my job, Garrett, that’s what you’re paying me for, and frankly I –’

‘Shut up, Kendra.’ He risked life and limb by stopping her words with a hard kiss, followed in quick succession by several more. The wild and furious battle between her tongue and his came as a total surprise. When they both pulled away in a breathless gasp, he said, ‘I’m sorry. I fucked up. I couldn’t stand him touching you. If you hadn’t moussed him I might have done something that would have required my brother to bale me out of jail, and that would have completely ruined Tess’s evening.’

‘That wasn’t my plan, Garrett. The mousse wasn’t my plan, and now we can’t foresee the consequences of what I did.’

‘Kendra, you only did what every writer in that room and all the writers watching from home wanted to do. I can’t imagine the consequences of your actions being anything but good. You were stunning and amazing. And right now I want you so badly I can hardly stand it.’

For a second Kendra froze, her whole body tensing, her eyes locked on his. The only sound was their heavy breathing above the soft purr of the limo engine. Garrett was sure this was the point at which he got slapped again. He held his breath.

At last she found her voice. ‘That makes two of us,’ she whispered.

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