I'm so pleased to say that at the moment I have two books out in January, two in March and one in May. If I get my act together there could be more.
Very happy.

Seven years ago, I'd never have believed I'd still be writing or had so many books out.To everyone who supported me, who still supports me, a very big thank you.
No, none are under my 'real' name, but I have no problem about anyone knowing it. However, I find it helps to have pen names. I put that 'hat' on, get into the mindset, and start writing.

So we have Raven for hotter romance, Kera Faire for dark romance, and Katy Lilley for sweeter romance.

I mustn't forget J. Lilley for YA either.

(You can find them all on Amazon, 

under whichever pen name you want to look at)

Writing is something I love. I was very fortunate that when I was first published, my then publisher let me try my hand at whatever I fancied. (Thank you Breathless Press) This gave me the chance to discover what I preferred, what I was okay at and yes, what not to touch with a bargepole. 

There's nothing nicer than having the opportunity to discover your strengths and weaknesses. 

I know I love Regency, adore writing stories set in places I've lived in or visited all around the world, can't write sci-fi or horror, and seem to be migrating to sweeter stories most of the time. Not all of the time though *wink*

Of course not everyone likes what I write, and that's fine. We all have our likes, dislikes and preferences. But that won't stop anyone who wants to write. We just grit our teeth, smile sweetly and get on with it. I tink in the first place, if you have writing in your blood, you write and hope others will read it. But you can't not write.

After all, what can be better than a coffee and a good book?

and on that note, I'm heading back to write

Want to know what? Ah well, you'll have to wait and see...

Happy Reading,

love Raven, Katy, Kera and J

xxxx

#SexySnippets with Sandy wondering if her dry spell is about to end...

Yes, that's right. #SexySnippets are here again.
I was hoping to have a cover to show you today, as my first ever story, Darling Doc, written in first person POV is out on 31st. As I don't have, here's a picture of the snow around where the story is sort of set. I say sort of, because it starts off in Edinburgh, and ends up anywhere within a 20 mile radius of the Trossachs, and her village is a mixture of several in the area.

Yes, okay before you all shout at me, the story is set in late Autumn, but we do get snow then as well...

Darling Doc

 blurb..

This stuff only happens in romance novels….

After a chance meeting on a crowded tram, Sandy has cause to re-evaluate several things.

1, It is perfectly possible to lust after a stranger.

2, It isn’t only fictional heroines who need to carry spare panties.

3, A man’s voice really can almost make you climax in public.

4, Great sex does exist.

5, Being a doctor can complicate things.

When her chance encounter turns up in her surgery, there is only one thing for it. Grab said hunk and the sex on offer with both hands and don’t let go. Alistair isn’t a patient after all… and what two consenting adults get up to in their spare time can’t be love, or can it?

And your #SexySnippets... (paraphrased a bit to get the whole scene in 7...oops 8, sentences)

Alistair has just asked Sandy out, and she wants to know why...

“Because I want to get into your knickers?” He paused for what I guessed was effect and then winked. “But not tonight—tonight I’d like to take you out for dinner, and what else I have in mind doesn’t work well on a full stomach.”

 Oh shiverooney does he mean hot sex, swinging from the chandelier? Sadly no chandeliers around so what else? Now my mind was in overdrive. “Look, I’m not interested in a quick sh—how’s your father, so thanks, but no thanks; I have to remember who I am.” 

I did my doctor knows best face and he ignored it.

Darling Doc will be available from Evernight Publishing on Wednesday 31st January

This weeks other #SexySnippets can be found here

Happy reading,

love Raven x

#MidWeekTease Do or don't I?

Take one idea...
Mull it over...
Drink coffee...
Ponder...
Drink more coffee...
Go to the loo...
Make more coffee...
Stop procrastinating...

Make mind up...

#MidWeekTease

WIP I don't know whether to finish or not...

She eyed up and purchased some sliced melon, paid for it and took a step back straight into a wall.

 Instead of staying sturdy and upright, this wall moved. It swayed, swore and something that had no right to act so forward, drilled into her denim-clad rear.

Er you what? Bec cranked her head round, followed it quickly with the rest of her body and looked up into impossibly midnight blue eyes of the guy from the fish stall. The one with the fine ass, and black over the shoulders curly hair, plus she now notice, a face half covered with non-designer stubble and a tan that definitely didn’t come out of a bottle.

Nor did the muscles or the top of a tattoo that showed under the short sleeve of his black t-shirt. A swift, hopefully unnoticed glance downward showed an impressive bulge under worn white at the seams, moulded to his body, jeans.

 Oh god. All her wet dreams in one hot bundle.

He winked again. Bec felt hot all over. Did that mean he had noticed her teensy downward look? She tried for a blank expression and was damned sure she failed miserably.

He grinned. “I, and my body say hello. Nic Starke at your service.” He chuckled. “Or is all of that a bit too much information? Sorry for the block you moving backwards stance. It was that or fall over a wee bloke with a mobile donut stall that seemed ready to spill hot fat on ever step he bumped it down. I judged a kick to the balls from you when you thought I was copping a feel was better than a burned ass or worse. The guy was jogging all over the place. I couldn’t help my instantaneous reaction. Sorry.”

 He noticed. Where was a hole to hide in when you needed it? Bec swallowed and tried a smile. “Sorry? Really?” Why on earth was her voice husky? She wasn’t trying for a sexy note, just doing her best to get enough saliva to speak.

He shrugged and grinned. “Nah, okay, sorry, not sorry. Miss?” He let the question hand in the air.

 Should she or shouldn’t she? She had her ‘rape’ alarm in her bag. They were in the middle of a busy street, blocking it even. Why not go for it?

 He tapped her arm and smiled. A bloody sexy, play your cards right, and you can have me smile. The sort that if you could bottle it you’d make a fortune from. The one that made every hormone in your body jump up and fight to be noticed.

“Whilst your deciding whether I’m harmless, I think maybe we need to go somewhere we can breath without rubbing up against each other. For me it’s a pleasure as we are, but I don’t want you to feel harassed, you understand.”

 She blinked and spluttered. Thank goodness she hadn’t been drinking when he said that. “Is your middle name, chancer?”

 He laughed. “Should it be?”

Catch all the other #MidWeekTease posts here

Happy Reading,

love Raven x