Stories of Romance and Sizzle


I’m excited!  I suppose I should be blase, just a laid-back, successful author, this kind of thing happens every day.  But let’s face it, I’m excited when I sell a book.

Loose Id bought Undercover Stud, which will, as I warned you, have a name change when it’s released.  No release date yet, but I’ll keep you posted about Ed’s adventures with Angie.  Turns out Ed’s mild-mannered daytime persona undergoes quite a change when he leaves work.  Or, to put it in ten words:

He wants sex. She wants revenge. Who’s going to win?


Working On It!

Undercover Stud (working title) is turning out to be the book from hell.  Yes, I’m whining!  It should have been finished months ago, but Ed* and his lady have given me a rough ride.  A few days ago, everything fell into place, the three of us are getting along just fine, and I’m hoping to finish the last scene this weekend.

In the ten years since Ed’s seen this woman, he’s been working and going to school.  She did her own school thing and is a psychologist.  With backgrounds like that, it was hard to keep these two focused.  In spite of all the sparks and scorching heat, they kept talking to each other.  But they’ve seen the error in their ways and have gotten busy.  It’s been very instructive!

So keep your fingers crossed…I’ll be working hard and hoping the book gets to you in a timely manner.

* Ed Rockwell, mild-mannered admin by day, hunky Undercover Stud ‘Sex Ed’ by night.  I’d love to show you a picture of him, but there are copyright issues, because the perfect picture of Ed turned out to be a well-known movie star.  He makes a great place-holder for Ed, and I found two photos that were perfect:  one looking very boy-next-door, and one–whew, hot–shirtless, leaning against a wall, and looking totally Undercover Stud.

What’s next?

You read faster than I write…the perennial problem for readers.  But yes, I am working on a new book.  The working title is Undercover Stud.  (Be aware that publishers often change a writer’s working title.)

Remember Edwin, the slightly nerdy admin who worked with Bessie Mae at Ferguson’s?  Well, Edwin has some hidden virtues!  I’d love to show you pictures…I did find the perfect ones on line.  Unfortunately, they are of Channing Tatum and I have no right to use them.  But one shows him as an amazingly ordinary looking guy.  That’s daytime Edwin.  The other…excuse me while I  calm the thundering heart…is so not ordinary.  Shirtless and with attitude.  Yow!

And Ed can pull off the change.

Mild-mannered admin by day, Undercover Stud by night, Edwin “Sex Ed” Rockwell’s perfect life crashes head on into reality when Angelina Alvarez knocks on his door. He hasn’t seen Angie in ten years, since their steamy high school days—and nights—ended with a bitter fight. Now Angie’s back, apparently offering him another trip to paradise. The problems are, he can’t let go of the old grudge and she doesn’t really mean it.

He wants sex. She wants revenge. Can anyone win?

P. S.  For those of you who enjoy seeing old friends, Bex makes a cameo appearance.

Lilac    So, Bessie, you’re starring in your own book…Bondage Virgins is available now.  But I understand you’re fed up with the way things are going.

Bessie…Well, you should know. You’re the writer.

Lilac   Hey! Watch the smart mouth stuff. I’m really interested in your opinion.

Bessie…Yeah. Okay. flinches My mother would have threatened to wash my mouth out with soap for using such…casual…language.

Lilac   Pretty extreme. How do you feel about that?

Bessie   She wasn’t trying to be mean.

Lilac   Don’t be defensive. I know that. But it must have been hard for you.

Bessie I keep forgetting. Of course you know. But all the stuff she insisted on, like skirts below the knee, no sleeveless blouses, the curfews, that was just her fears. She did let me date, you know. Even if she didn’t like it.

Lilac   I’m sure she didn’t! But that was when you were a teenager. You’re twenty nine now. How about all through your twenties? How come you never got your own place?

Bessie   sighs I figured you’d know that. raises an eyebrow No? Well, she never said it in so many words, but she would have been really afraid if she’d had to live alone. I couldn’t do that to her. I really loved her, you know.

Lilac You were always a good daughter, Bessie. The best, in fact. But it’s been a couple of years now that you’ve been on your own. And you’re still wearing long skirts and—forgive me—frumpy blouses, and dying gorgeous red hair. I mean, look at you. turns Bessie to face a mirror Doesn’t dying it puke brown make you mad?

Bessie No. I didn’t want to cause trouble. Making waves is just asking for it and— jumps up and stamps around the room Yes, it makes me mad. Yes, I want to change. Yes, I hate these yesterday clothes. No, these last century clothes. And I think I just might be a trouble maker at heart. So what do you think about that, Ms. Author?

Lilac I think it’s absolutely great, Bessie. You get your chance in Bondage Virgins. And wait until you see what you get to do in the next book. You rock, babe.

Bessie smiles About time.


Get Bondage Virgins from Loose Id, Amazon, Barnes & Noble

Welcome to my world!

Lilac Photo

I’m Lilac James, author of stories with romance and sizzle.  And in my world, strong, handsome heroes meet their matches in strong, wonderful women, leading to fun and games and happy satisfaction–eventually.  Join me!


Just out from Loose Id Press is Bondage Virgins, the story of a repressed-beyond-belief young woman and the hero who helps her change her life.

Prim and proper Bessie Mae Baxter knows all about being a good admin but nothing about sex. It’s her birthday and she has had it up to here with being a good girl. Time for a change.

Sexy masked dom by night, high-powered CEO by day, Reece Ferguson is the man to help with Bessie’s dilemma. He’s also her new boss. Milady’s Pleasure supplies the man (Reece)…and the masks (glittery) to keep everyone’s identity a secret.

For a while.

Until Reece realizes Bessie is his masked seductress, and Bessie recognizes Reece as the man with the whip.

They both know you can’t have everything. Or can you?

Tag Cloud