Thursday, 2 October 2014

LAUREL HEIGHTS 2 IS AVAILABLE NOW!

Laurel Heights 2 is now available on Amazon!

BLURB:

Will and Scott are now out and proud and living together in Scott's tiny house. So everything is perfect, right? Wrong... 

Scott has a new partner, a new male partner, and Will is not happy about that at all. 

A sadistic serial killer is at large, torturing his way through the gay community, but Will and Scott have no leads. 

And one of the residents of Laurel Heights has been arrested for murder.


BUY HERE

Monday, 29 September 2014

WINNERS OF THIRST PAPERBACK GIVEAWAY!



WOOHOO! CONGRATULATIONS!

I am happy to lend my congratulations to Lee Todd and Alishea Durham, who
were picked out of the hat by my glamorous assistant.

Thank you all for participating, I wish I had enough for everyone!

Lisa xx

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

THIRST PAPERBACK GIVEAWAY!

I have two shiny copies of the paperback version of Thirst to give away. I'll even sign it if you like. All you have to do is leave me a comment telling me both your favourite vampire and favourite vampire movie. And don't forget to leave me your email address!

Winners will be pulled out of the hat by my as ever glamorous assistant on Sunday :)  

Good Luck!

Blurb:

2nd Edition (re-written and re-edited)

A dark killer haunts the streets of Los Angeles, stalking unwilling victims and draining their blood. When the evidence runs dry, Detective Max Bowman quenches his thirst at his local bar hoping for inspiration. Instead, he’s robbed and left for dead in the alley. Waking up in the warm bed of horror novelist Carter Gray was the last thing he expected, but it may be the lead he needs. For Carter hides a dangerous secret behind his life as a bestselling author and it might be the answer, no matter how unbelievable, Max has been looking for. 

But as they search for the killer, Max begins to wonder if he’s being led in circles by a mastermind of plot twists and deception.


Excerpt:

PAIN, LOTS of pain. Max tried to force his eyes open, but only one would comply; the other already swollen shut from the impact of a closed fist. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been lying in the alley behind the bar. He dimly remembered a tall blond man with piercing blue eyes who’d introduced himself as Tony, or it might have been Tommy, buying him a beer, followed by way too many shots—he’d stopped counting after the fourth. He remembered laughing and joking with him, flirting and being flirted with in return. Nothing seemed out of place. Nothing, that was, until the man suggested they go somewhere quieter. Instead of heading into the brightly lit street, Max had found himself being jostled from both sides into the alley behind the bar. The blond had held him on his left, and from nowhere, a dark-haired man had grabbed his right arm and twisted it behind him to hold him steady.Too late, Max had realized everything was out of place, as the blond man stood in front of him and his fist connected with Max’s face, his knee with Max’s groin. The two of them had punched and kicked him, and all he could do was curl in on himself on the ground and hope he could minimize the damage. He hadn’t wanted to think too much about the sharp snap he’d heard when a hard boot connected with his ribs, or the meaty sounds of flesh upon flesh. Max had been assaulted by a wave of dizziness and he’d felt darkness reach out to engulf him in its warm embrace, but he’d mentally shaken his head and stubbornly refused to let it claim him. He’d felt hands grabbing at his keys and his wallet, and then more pain as a boot connected with the muscle in the left cheek of his ass. His head had been pulled back by a vicious hand twisting in his chestnut-colored hair; he’d locked his glassy brown gaze onto piercing blue as the word “fag” was spat at him and his head was slammed back down on the dirt. Max listened to their retreating footsteps and tried to lift his head, but the pain in his side caused him to cry out at the movement. He coughed and cringed as he saw dark splatters of blood hit the ground. Wiping the back of a shaky hand across his lips, he stared at the stain of red on his skin. He stumbled to his knees, trying to use the wall beside him to pull himself up. His legs buckled, and he crashed back to the ground. A deep groan was wrenched from him as he fell. Suddenly, he felt two strong arms, one around his shoulders and one under his knees, lifting him as if he weighed no more than a small child. His head lolled to the side, coming to rest on a firm shoulder, and he had a glimpse of jade green eyes looking down into his as the dark claimed him. 
  
CARTER PULLED open the door of his black 1968 Ford Mustang, eased his ward carefully into shotgun, and slowly reclined the seat to make the position more comfortable. Taking off his heavy woolen coat, he rolled it and slipped it behind the semiconscious man to prop up his head. He gazed down at the battered face he had been watching all night from his dark corner of the bar, aware how beautiful it was underneath the swelling and bruising. The man’s name was Max; that much he knew because he had heard him introduce himself to his assailant. He frowned, furious with himself that he had realized too late the plans the blond and his accomplice had for the young man. If he hadn’t been distracted, if he hadn’t been so thirsty…. 


Carter slid behind the wheel, and the muted glow of the dome light extinguished when he closed the door. A small smile lifted his lips as he headed his car toward home. The two men who had robbed and beaten Max and left him for dead had already paid for what they’d done. Glancing into his rearview mirror, he parted his lips and ran his tongue down his elongated incisors. They wouldn’t be hurting anyone ever again, and he wasn’t thirsty anymore. 

Saturday, 13 September 2014

AUDIOBOOK WINNERS!


The winners of the I Can See For Miles audiobook giveaway are......

Kathleen C

and

Ardent Ereader

Congratulations - I hope you enjoy!

Friday, 12 September 2014

RELEASE DAY - THIRST!

BLURB:

2nd Edition 

A dark killer haunts the streets of Los Angeles, stalking unwilling victims and draining their blood. When the evidence runs dry, Detective Max Bowman quenches his thirst at his local bar hoping for inspiration. Instead, he’s robbed and left for dead in the alley. Waking up in the warm bed of horror novelist Carter Gray was the last thing he expected, but it may be the lead he needs. For Carter hides a dangerous secret behind his life as a bestselling author and it might be the answer, no matter how unbelievable, Max has been looking for. 

But as they search for the killer, Max begins to wonder if he’s being led in circles by a mastermind of plot twists and deception.




Available now from AMAZON


Wednesday, 10 September 2014

Audiobook giveaway! I can See for Miles!

I have two copies of this audiobook to giveaway!

All you have to do is leave a comment and your email :) Winner will be picked at random on Saturday. Good luck!

After a kayaking accident took Josh Donald’s sight, he’s faced with learning to negotiate the world as a blind man. In short order, his boyfriend leaves him behind, making it clear he’s not inclined to deal with special needs. Reeling from the blow, Josh flounders. In an attempt to help, Josh’s friends take him to a camp for the blind, where he falls for the camp organizer, Charlie Cooper. 

Charlie seems to feel the attraction too, but when a horse named Dottie pushes them into a hot first kiss, Charlie resists. He believes he’s damaged goods, not boyfriend material. 

Since the accident, Josh has faced tough obstacles, but the most challenging hurdle of all may be getting Charlie to open up and take a chance on love.

It is available to buy here....


GUEST AUTHOR - SUE BROWN!!!

Today, Sue Brown talks about her new release through Love Lane Books, The Last Wolf (Sapphire Ranch Wolves - #1), and the people watching she does in her spare time....

I spend an awful lot of time staring at guys around where I live. I know that sounds creepy but I have seen some men who would be perfect for my covers – if only I was brave enough to ask.

There was the bloke who could have been a lion shifter. He had a tousled mop of reddish hair which glinted in the morning light. I nearly crashed my car staring at him. He would have made a great model. Today there was a man who just called out to be Eli in The Hidden Wolf. You’ll meet him in book one.

The most frustrating “I really want to use you but I’ve heard you’re a homophobe” moment was a young (late twenties) silver fox. I couldn’t find a stock photo and he would have been perfect. Sadly the answer would have come with accompanying gestures and swearing.

It’s not that I don’t love my covers. It’s just that I see these guys near where I live and they are the ones that tickle the plot bunnies.


Maybe one day I’ll be brave enough to ask a total stranger if they’d be on the cover of an M/M Romance. Maybe….

Blurb:

The only good predator is a dead one, as far as Joe Lowther is concerned.

That is until the day he shoots a wolf, only to watch the animal turn into a naked Callum Pope. Cal is being hunted by a group of humans who eradicate shifter packs for sport. 

Joe makes a decision to help Cal and discovers a deeper connection with the young shifter. One which he’d like to explore. If they live that long.

Excerpt:

Two hours gone and his back, still sore from the hospital visit, was aching even more. He was rubbing his lower back in a futile gesture and contemplating seeking his bed when his attention was caught by the whisper of movement in the far corner of the yard. Without hesitation, he aimed and fired. The animal hit the ground with a startlingly human cry.
Worried that he’d shot a person instead of a wolf, Joe approached cautiously, keeping the gun trained on it, intending to dispatch the creature if it wasn’t dead. To his shock, the animal, definitely a wolf, rolled over to look at him, its eyes glowing in the half-light. The almost human expression of fear and pain in the wolf’s eyes made him uncomfortable, but it had to be done. If it came back once, it would come back again, and Joe couldn’t have it hunting the livestock. The wolf wriggled, futilely trying to get away from the gun.
Joe took aim. “It’ll be all over soon, bud.”
Before he could pull the trigger again, Joe heard a metallic clink. He paused, unable to place the sound, then he took aim again, only to be confronted by a naked man on the ground and no sign of the wolf.

BUY LINKS: You can get your copy of The Last Wolf from the following:-


And you can find SUE BROWN here....


And you can contact her here....