New Release from Lucy Felthouse & Victoria Blisse!!
The Billionaire & the Wild Man
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Contemporary, Erotic, Romance
The Billionaire and the Wild Man wasn’t the book that popped my co-authoring cherry. That was Grand Slam, which I wrote a few years ago with Lily Harlem. I enjoyed the process of co-writing with Lily so much that when Victoria and I discussed the idea of us co-authoring something, I was definitely up for it.
Victoria and I worked in a similar way to Lily and I—we took a chapter each and a main character each. So Victoria started out, with a chapter from Caroline’s perspective (which has since been cut from the beginning, with the information being absorbed elsewhere into the book), and she sent it to me. At which point we had absolutely no idea where we were going with it, how it was going to end up… I can’t even remember whether we knew who the love interest was going to be! But, regardless of all that, I really enjoyed the chapter, and the track it had set the story on, and I ran with it, continuing the story with a chapter from Flynn’s—our male character, our wild man—perspective. Again, I didn’t plan, or think too much ahead, I just wrote. And then I sent the chapter back to Victoria.
Somehow, it just seemed to work. Maybe the not knowing kept us engaged and surprised, I don’t know, but it was fun to receive chapters from Victoria, find out where she’d taken the characters next, then react to it. I think we actually fell into a bit of a pattern where we deliberately tried to surprise each other. There were other parts where we’d leave each other notes at the end of our chapter saying something like “Totally up to you, but I see X, Y, Z happening next…”
It certainly kept things fresh and exciting. And there were a lot of laughs, let me tell you. Victoria and I have quite similar senses of humour, and this definitely showed throughout the writing process. There were so many parts of hers that I’d read for the first time and sit at the computer laughing out loud—so I’d leave a comment telling her so, and vice versa. Those funny bits even kept me giggling right through the editing process, which I took as a good sign. Seems early readers are giggling along, too!
So, with two fun, successful, co-authoring projects under my belt, I’m definitely ready for a threesome. Er, I mean, round three!
Maybe next year… I need to get my next solo novel written first! 😉
Flynn Gifford is enjoying a simple existence in a rural Derbyshire village when Caroline Rogers crashes into his life, barefoot and panicked.
Their lives could hardly be more different—she owns a successful luxury hotel chain, and he’s a penniless nomad who’s off the grid—yet neither can deny the attraction that burns between them. As Caroline reluctantly starts to open up to him, Flynn finds himself divulging some secrets of his own, secrets he thought he’d take to his grave.
But can a billionaire and a wild man ever make a relationship work, or will their secrets keep them apart?
Naturally, I still have a million and one questions, but I don’t know how to ask them without bombarding or intimidating her. Not to mention that really, I have no right to know the answers. I’m a total stranger. But there’s something about her, about her appearance—and I don’t just mean the lack of footwear—that makes me want to help her. Or at least get her back where she came from, which is clearly somewhere in the village. She certainly hasn’t come far, as otherwise her feet would be filthy and bleeding.
What the hell is she doing here?
“What’s your name, love?” I give her what I hope is a friendly smile, though there’s a chance she can’t see it through all my facial hair. God, I really need to get hold of a razor. Or even a sharp knife.
“Caroline. Caroline Rogers.”
I hold out my hand. “Flynn Gifford.”
She takes it, and we shake. That tells me another thing about her, about Caroline. Her grasp, grip, and the way she pumps our joined digits up and down, then lets go at an appropriate time that’s not too quick, or too long, indicates she shakes a lot of hands. She’s a businesswoman.
“You here on holiday?” I speak the words that have just popped into my head. Why else would a city girl be in the depths of Derbyshire? There’s no business here. Or at least, not big business.
She frowns, and cute little wrinkles appear either side of her nose, and a tiny line appears between her eyebrows. “No. Why, are you?” Taking in my appearance, seemingly for the first time, she then gapes, realizing her mistake.
“S-sorry. I didn’t mean anything by that. I wasn’t taking the piss. I mean—” She trails off, clearly having no idea what to say next. I seem to have that effect on a lot of people. After all, I have all the appearance of a tramp, minus the starved-and-smelling-of-alcohol bit. I don’t have a dog on a string, either.
“It’s all right, don’t worry. People have said much worse about me. Now, are you going to tell me what’s going on, or have I got to keep questioning you? Only I’m really busy.”
She looks confused for a moment. Then I tip her a wink.
Cupping her hands over her mouth, she giggles.
I feel a sense of achievement—I’ve made her laugh, broken the ice, for want of a less clichéd description.
“Well? Want to help me pick up litter while you talk?”
Her eyes widen for a second, but then a determined expression crosses her face. “Yes, actually, I’d love to.”
I figure not much harm can come to her feet on the soft grass, so I grab the bag I’ve been using to hold the litter—not that there’s much, the ramblers that come through here are a respectful lot, on the whole—and hand it to her. Turning away, I begin looking for more rubbish, hoping she’ll follow me, and, more importantly, start talking.
Fortunately, she does.
“Well, uh, as I already said, I’m not here on holiday. It’s nowhere near as fun as that. I’m here … for a rehab, of sorts.”
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller) and The Persecution of the Wolves. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 150 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9
Victoria Blisse is a Mother, Wife, Christian, Manchester United Fan and Award Winning Erotica Author and all round Cheeky Wench. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut Alfresco, Smut by the Sea (Vol.1), Smut by the Sea (Vol.2), Smut by the Sea (Vol.3), and Smut in the City Anthologies.
She is the mistress of Smut UK putting on Smut Events, Days & Evenings dedicated to erotica, socializing, fun and prizes. Check out Smut Nights, Smut by the Sea: Scarborough, and Smut Manchester for more info.
Born near Manchester, England, her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories along with her own particular brand of humour and romance that bring laughs and warm fuzzies in equal measure.
Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.
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