Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Come Play has a release date!


Come Play is to be released on 16 March as part of the new Ellora's Cave line of erotica for men, EC for Men. This will be my first piece written specifically for guys, so I'm quite eager to see what people think. 

Writing it has been a lot of fun though. It's definitely different writing from a guy's POV but also quite liberating. 

As you can see from the blurb, it's seriously hot too!

When Gregory finds his girlfriend Aly waiting for him one evening, naked and with her hand between her thighs, he can’t believe his luck. When it happens again one week later and he finds her in the study, bent over his desk wearing a tiny plaid skirt, he figures he’s got the best girlfriend in the world.

But even he is shocked at Aly’s next surprise. Oh she’s naked and eager as always, but she’s also not alone. She’s kissing and caressing a woman he’s never seen before, a young blonde who looks so hot he can’t take his eyes off her. When they tell him they’ve been waiting for him, he’s more than ready to play…one more time.

Now I just need to find how/where to promote it. Any suggestions welcome!

Friday, February 24, 2012

Song of the week: No Regrets - Dappy


Because I can't possibly listen to this song without turning the volume on loud.

This week has been very difficult for various reasons, but I find that music always helps. So listen...and turn it up!

Friday, February 10, 2012

Dark circles and all...

I always knew this year would be busy. After all, you can't juggle a full-time job, family life and writing for several publishers without losing a bit of sleep. And yet, I'm certain this will be all worth it.

It looks like I'll have one book out every month this year. How crazy is that?

Right now I'm writing Live It Up (Grassroots #3) and editing Come Play (my first Ellora's Cave for Men short story) and A Question of Trust (a BDSM short novel, also for EC). 

My goal is to one day write full-time. And the more I write, the closer I get to that goal. So what if I have dark circles under my eyes? 

I'm just starting a new trend! ;)

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Be Careful What You Wish For is out now!


Erotic Short
$0.99
Contemporary Romance / BDSM / Rubenesque




Blurb 
When Connor asks Felicity what she wants for their first wedding anniversary, she shocks the hell out of him by saying she wants to try rough sex.

But as Connor jumps on the opportunity and turns into someone she’s no longer sure she knows, Felicity wonders if maybe she shouldn’t have been more careful in what she wished for…
Excerpt 
“You’ve been naughty. Very, very naughty.”

Felicity bit her bottom lip at her husband’s husky whisper. The bristles on his unshaved jaw brushed the skin of her shoulder as he drew back, leaving her feeling restless and cold.


He’d already told her to get naked, and she’d instantly obeyed, undressing with record time. It’d felt weird to do this so openly, trusting he would like what he saw.


She shook her head. No, he always did. He got hard just at the sight of her bare body and always had. But now that his body had left hers, she suddenly wondered what she was doing here. This was going to be so unlike what they usually did, she wasn’t sure what had gone through her to ask him that.


“Connor?” she called out, needing to hear him.


“You asked for this, baby. Now grab the headboard, and do not move until I tell you to.”


She reached for the wooden rail and clasped it between tense fingers. Seconds later, hands were on her hips. He tilted her body until she was leaning down, her head pressed against the backs of her hands, her thighs open wide, her ass high in the air.


It was an altogether submissive position, and yet, she had no one but herself to blame. He was right. She’d asked for this.


When his open palm met her ass for the first time, she gasped. Then waited.


He seemed to take her non-reaction as a go-ahead and did it again, to her left butt cheek this time.


He fell into an unhurried rhythm, alternating slaps and slow caresses. Her ass was on fire, but it wasn’t hurting per se. It was the weirdest sensation really.


And then he started talking. “You’re a good little slut, aren’t you?”


She felt her mouth open, ready to blast him for the way he’d just addressed her, and yet, nothing came out. Because she was wet, damn it. She’d always considered herself a feminist, but here she was, letting the man of her life call her names and getting off on it. What was wrong with her?


He thrust a finger deep inside her pussy and groaned. “Fuck, you’re soaking wet. You really like me acting like this, don’t you, baby?”


“Ye-es,” she said, pumping her hips back, trying to make him move his finger. Instead, he slid it back out. She groaned, “Connor!”


She wasn’t sure if he heard her or if he’d already decided what he was going to do because he began tracing her rose a second later. He painted it wet with the juices he’d collected, going back to dip his fingertip inside his pussy for more until she was nearly panting.


When he slid one finger, then two, inside her ass, Felicity held the headboard in both hands and didn’t let go. It hurt. Damn it all to hell, it hurt.


But she hung on and let him play with her, nearly sighing in relief when she felt something press against her clit.


Then whiskers brushed the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, and she jerked when she realized it was his tongue currently taking a very long, slow, detour of her pussy.


“God,” she muttered, closing her eyes at the rush of sensations threatening to overwhelm her.


She focused on that touch, ignoring the fingers scissoring her rose wider. His tongue flicked her clit, exactly the way she liked it. He knew her body by heart now, she thought, knew what to do to make her moan in pleasure.


Except tonight was different, and she should really have realized this sooner. Because what happened next took her completely by surprise. His teeth closed around her left pussy lip and bit.


She swore she nearly jumped out of her skin. Her nails digging into the headboard, she found herself leaning forward, trying to get away from him. His hands clasped her hips and held her still.


“Don’t you dare move,” he growled just before doing the same to her other inner lip.


Felicity looked at the wall in front of her and blinked. This was freaky as hell! Her pussy now pulsed as if it had a life of its own. Her butt cheeks still faintly ached from his earlier spanking. Her ass, now devoid of thick fingers, felt empty.


She didn’t know whether she was coming or going but…she was still wet. “Fuck me,” she murmured.


Of course, her luck being what it was, Connor heard her. “Not yet, little slut. I’m far from finished with you.”


Where the hell did my husband go? she asked herself. What had she unleashed when she’d told him she wanted rough sex for their anniversary? God, I should have just asked for jewelry like any good little wife. Stupid!


“Connor?” she called out, her voice shaky.


He didn’t respond, but she could feel his breath against her butt, moments before he bit the bottom curve of her right cheek.


“Damn it, Con!”


He smacked the palm of his hand against her left butt cheek.


No complaining. Right. Got it. Right. Fuck, that stings!


“I love your ass,” he called out, his voice almost gleeful. “I’m going to fuck the hell out of it now.”

Monday, February 6, 2012

And the good news keep on coming...



Gun Shy is the #1 book at All Romance eBooks. I saw that yesterday and burst into tears!

Do you think that means I can now say I'm a bestselling author? ;)





Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Thank you!

For making Gun Shy an All Romance eBooks bestseller in less than 24h...and for making it #1 in all its categories!





You guys rock! Have I ever told you how much I love you? ;)

Monday, January 23, 2012

Announcing the release of Gun Shy, coming this Wednesday!


Tired of coming back from missions to find their utilities cut off and their house strung with cobwebs, Scott and Drew, fellow SEALs and surveillance experts, decide to rent their spare room to someone who’ll help them take care of things. They need someone they’ll never fall for, however, someone homely and definitely not sexy.

Kristyn seems to be the answer to all their problems. She wears drab clothes, is a junior high teacher and loves gardening. But she’s a lot more than that. As the weeks pass, and she slowly reveals the woman hiding behind the façade she’s carefully built over the years, the two men realize they were very, very wrong.

She’s going to rock their worlds…in more ways than one.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas!


When you read this, I'll already be on holidays. We're spending the week at our family house in Burgundy. It's located in a very small hamlet...so small the road stops there! 


So that means no Internet, no cell phone...but also a fireplace and lots of books to read. We even have heating in our bedrooms now! (Crazy, I know ;)

I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and I'll talk to y'all in the New Year. I'm off to eat lots of turkey!!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Suck It Up (Grassroots #2) now available on Kindle and Nook!



Grassroots #2

Erotic Romance / Paranormal / Shape-shifter (Lions)
$3.99


Blurb

Nate, or Dr Franks as everyone knows him, used to be the Pride’s most easy-going lion. All it took was for him to take over the town’s practice and the arrival of the new nurse, Kellie, for his good humor to leave out the window. He might even start believing the rumor that she’s been transferred from another Pride because they couldn’t deal with her anymore.

Kellie might not like Dr Franks much, well apart from the way he looks, but she knows one thing: he might be her last solution if she wants to learn how to control her lioness. The duality between her animal’s needs and her own is driving her crazy.

When Nate learns what happened in her old Pride and why, he sees red and decides to help her. Her lioness is so strong he has to take drastic measures, and they end up mated. Between his father’s anger and someone intent on destroying their new-found relationship, it will be up to Nate to keep them alive…but at what cost?
 
Excerpt

Nathan, or Dr. Franks as everyone knew him, loved women. He loved everything about them, from their soft skin, to the way they smelled, to how their nails dug into his back when he made love to them.

He’d always been a ladies’ man, enjoying the fact he was never on his own for long. Oh, he wasn’t planning on getting hitched any time soon, but now that he’d come back to the Pride, he knew he would have to curb his tendencies.

As one of the Alpha’s sons, he had a reputation to uphold. As the only doctor left in the Pride, he had a clientele to build. It was a good thing he wasn’t as dominant as his two brothers, Jay and Andy. Whenever he treated someone, all it took was a smile and people knew they could trust him. He depended on that. Too bad, his new nurse hadn’t gotten the memo.

“Kellie, what did I tell you yesterday?” He sighed, rubbing his forehead tiredly.

“I know my job, Dr. McDreamy,” she muttered under her breath as she walked past him, grabbing the chart she’d left unattended on the counter.

“Make sure you do,” he called out after her, watching her corkscrew curls bounce all over her head. She was so freaking aggravating. What did I do to deserve this? he asked himself for the hundredth time.

He’d only taken over the town’s practice the previous Monday, but already, she was getting under his skin. It wasn’t that he didn’t like her. No, well, maybe. She had the potential to be a good nurse, but she had the worst temperament he’d ever seen. Everything he said, mostly constructive criticism or so he’d thought anyway, she slapped back in his face.

He saw the way she looked at him, her dark brows forming a line as if she couldn’t stand the sight of him. She didn’t even know him! How could she hate him already? He knew she’d been transferred from another Pride, the rumor going round being that they couldn’t deal with her anymore. Which made total sense to him.

He wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to cope with her acting like this. He loved women, but Kellie might be the exception to this rule. It wasn’t that she looked bad either. She wasn’t his type, a bit too curvy and well, moody, for him, but… Shit! Why am I still thinking about her when I should be working?

Shaking his head, he bent down to check who was next on the list when the front doors burst open and an agitated woman walked in. “Help me!”

He was beside her in a second. “What’s wrong?”

“My sister! I found her unconscious in the shower. She’s in my car. I should have called 9-1-1, but I live close so I—”

He wasn’t listening any longer.

“Kellie!” he shouted before sprinting outside. His gaze zeroed in on the car parked haphazardly in the middle of the street. He hurried to the passenger door and opened it. He knelt on the concrete, his eyes already examining the patient. “Miss? Can you hear me?”

He took her pulse, relieved to find it steady if a little fast. He let his lion to the forefront of his mind, asking him to smell the woman so he could assess her. He leaned over her but couldn’t detect anything. She was breathing on her own. Her skin felt cold, but he was confident she would warm up once she was inside.

His lion switched his tail and retreated, no longer interested in the unmated female. Taking this sign as his green light, Nate brought one arm around the woman’s shoulders, the other slipping beneath her thighs. She didn’t weigh much, he thought as he stood back up. His nurse was at the doors, keeping them open for him.

He nodded at her, ordered her to follow him as he strode past, his attention entirely on what the issue might be. His brain scanning dozens of potential scenarios, he only noticed what the woman wore when he laid her on an examination table. And that was because his nurse took one look at their patient and groaned.

What the hell? He turned toward her and frowned. “Kellie?”

She didn’t even hear him, too focused on the woman’s…breasts? He followed her gaze and realized the patient had been covered by a towel and nothing else. She was now quite naked, and she had the most perfect tits he’d seen in a long while.

“Wow,” he mouthed then remembered he’d left her upset sister in the waiting room. “Let’s be professional, shall we, Kellie?”

She froze for a second. “Hmm. Yes. Sure. Yes.”

It didn’t take him long to notice the bump on the back of the woman’s head. She’d probably slipped in the shower and was now regaining consciousness.

She blinked and moaned a little, trying to sit up before she fully registered where she was. When her eyes opened, she stiffened. “Who are you?”

“Dr. Franks. You hit your head and might have a concussion. I’d advise you to stop moving until I’ve finished with my examination.” He smiled down at her, but she remained stiff. “Kellie?” he finally said, hoping his nurse would be able to reassure her. And she did, much more happily than he’d ever seen her talk to a patient before.

He stood there, adding pertinent details to the woman’s chart, and he couldn’t help but be aware of his nurse’s lioness. The one who was so aroused it was starting to send out pheromones.

Seriously? She had to do this here? Now? He was going to have to talk to her. Again.

First review: 5/5 from Guilty Indulgence

(...) The unique twists Hillman interjects in her stories create characters and plots that are far more interesting than the average shifter stories. (...) 

Suck It Up is a quick read with a fast-moving, twisty storyline. If you love shifters, you won’t want to miss this story. The Grassroots series is sure to become a favorite - I'll be certain to watch for the next book.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Song of the week: Stronger (Kelly Clarkson)


Love the lyrics. Love her voice. And a feel-good video with fans - what could be better?