Spotlight & Guest Post: Wild Angels Anthology

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By Lily Harlem

Recently a group of friends and I have been raising money for a local children’s charity. We started off with a coffee and cake morning and everyone put a few pounds in the pot, then we did a jumble sale in the village hall, and after that a sponsored walk up in the Brecon Beacons. The walk was beautiful, I had an amazing day, and although shattered at the end I felt full of goodness and very much deserving of a glass of wine and some delicious pub grub!

But now I have an issue! Some bright spark in the group has suggested a parachute jump as our next venture. Parachute Jump! As soon as the words were uttered I went clammy, my head spun and my heart rate shot up. I think my response went something like this “why the hell would anyone jump out of a fully functioning plane with an awake and competent pilot?” “It’s fun,” they said, “go for it”.

I’m afraid my answer has to be no. Hell no! I’d die of fright! I’ll sponsor them all to do their ‘strap on’ jump (I’m sure that’s not the correct term for being attached to a professional when performing this crazy feat but I like it!), and I’ll be there to encourage them on and serve them sweet tea and mars bars when they land, but I’m afraid my feet are staying firmly on the ground. This is where I draw the line.

It’s the height that bothers me, well that and hitting the earth at a few hundred miles an hour and dying a horrible splattering death. But it isn’t because I’m not brave, I am quite a daredevil at some things. I’ve been white water rafting, I’ll get on pretty much any horse and go for a gallop and I adore skiing. What all of these things have in common is speed without the extreme height. Speed I love. Speed pushes my buttons and yanks my chain.

Going back a few years now a good friend of mine bought a new motorbike, a Kawasaki Ninja and oh my god I love it! Big time! It’s the leery colour, the sleek shape, and the beautiful noise it makes when he revs the engine. And yes, I did get a go on it when he brought it out of the showroom (though Mr H frowned!) and I had a wild and wicked time.

I clung onto my friend, tucked my head down and reveled in the acceleration that tugged my stomach and made my whole body tense. I adored the way he took the corners, tipping right down (I’m sure it felt like more than it was) and the thrill of having the floor move so fast, so close right next to me was awesome. Phew, just the memory is exciting.

I only got that one go that one time. Mr H was worried and I can’t blame him. It felt dangerous because it was. But my friend was and still is a great rider and has had a fabulous time touring the UK on his Ninja with his biker friends.

I guess after the parachute jump I’ll have to think of something that I can join in with to raise some cash that won’t have me running for the hills. Something fast and fun, perhaps mountain biking, it’s good for that around here, or sand surfing or maybe something horse orientated which suits me very well. Of course it would be fun to do a sponsored Ninja ride from Land’s End to John O’Groats , but I don’t think I’ll be able to swing that one!

Thanks for reading.

Lily x

wild angelsTitle: Wild Angels by Lily Harlem, Rosalie Stanton & Helena Maeve
Publisher: Totally Bound
Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Mystery
Word Count: 62424


Burning Rubber by Lily Harlem

When trouble rides into town, what girl can resist the ultimate bad boy?

Handling men isn’t an issue for me. I’m not a girly girl and my best friends are the machines I spend my days fixing, tweaking and servicing. So when the Wild Angels roll onto my forecourt and need my help, I’m happy to be of assistance.

But I’ve always been a magnet for trouble and when the leader of the pack, Gid, questions my ability, I can’t help the sassy backchat. Seems it doesn’t bother him too much and before I know it, I’m climbing onto his beast and hanging on for the ride.

Bad ass guys like him don’t come without baggage, though, and it seems he wants to get rid of mine. Who am I to complain when it means revenge is hot, his body is hotter and we leave a trail of burning rubber as we head into the sunset? Biker girl, me? I guess it’s in the blood.

Reader Advisory: This book contains a scene involving mild breath play.

Witness by Rosalie Stanton

She’s the only thing good about his former life, and he’s been asked to end hers.

Serenity Jones never expected her homecoming to be heralded with a double-murder, or that she’d be the lone witness. Yet when she points the finger at the president of the Lucifer’s Legion Motorcycle Club, she finds herself the target of more than just an investigation—she’s a liability, one Lucifer’s Legion is determined to erase.

Dash Denyar owes everything to Lucifer’s Legion. A decade prior, he set himself on a path of self-destruction, and would have crashed and burned were it not for the motorcycle club. His loyalty was bought and paid for—he just never expected the price of loyalty to include ending the life of Serenity Jones, the only woman he ever loved.

Serenity has dreamed of her reunion with Dash ever since she left her hometown behind. Never did she imagine it would be on the other side of a blindfold, or with her life in the balance. As she tries to work out what happened to her childhood friend, she finds herself battling more than just survivor’s instinct. Ten years of unspoken feelings, regrets, and what-ifs threaten to break her, if Dash doesn’t do it first.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of kidnap, murder, references to drug use and suicide.

Grounds for Divorce by Helena Maeve

Overworked and jaded, Kayla is convinced she’s had her fill of bad boys when her boyfriend’s debts catapult her into a stranger’s arms.

A woman with a reputation, Kayla has long given up on true love. She’s thirty-three going on ninety-four, mother of one with a boyfriend who makes no secret of settling for her. When she’s not doing the books at the local strip club, she’s warming up the stage. Holding off the loan sharks is par for the course, until the night outlaw biker, Booker O’Connor, rolls into town.

Suddenly the bills come due and, in an act of desperation, Kayla’s boyfriend offers her up as payment for his debts to the motorcycle club. But their new leader has a reputation of his own.

Booker’s the real deal, from prison ink to bullet scars. No matter how sexy he may be or how much she’s growing to hate her boyfriend, Kayla has been with enough bad boys to know that she should fear callused hands and dangerous smiles. Striking out on her own seems like Kayla’s best option, but the Hell Hounds aren’t known for backing down quietly. She doesn’t expect Booker to give chase, much less discover that she doesn’t mind being caught by a man who can finally give her what she wants.

Reader Advisory: This book contains references to prostitution and sexual coercion.

Purchase Link: Totally Bound

Author Bios

About Lily Harlem:

Lily Harlem lives in the UK with a workaholic hunk and a crazy cat. With a desk overlooking rolling hills her over active imagination has been allowed to run wild and free and she revels in using the written word as an outlet for her creativity.

 About Rosalie Stanton:

Rosalie lives in Missouri with her husband. At an early age, she discovered a talent for creating worlds, which evolved into a love of words and storytelling. As the granddaughter of an evangelical minister, Rosalie applied herself equally in school in the creative writing and religious studies departments, which had an interesting impact on her writing.

About Helena Maeve:

Helena Maeve has always been globe trotter with a fondness for adventure, but only recently has she started putting to paper the many stories she’s collected in her excursions. When she isn’t writing erotic romance novels, she can usually be found in an airport or on a plane, furiously penning in her trusty little notebook.

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3 Responses to Spotlight & Guest Post: Wild Angels Anthology

  1. Thank you for hosting Wild Angels 🙂

    Lily x

  2. Debi

    I don’t blame you one bit! There is no way in the world you would ever get me to do that either!

  3. Timitra

    Thanks for spotlighting