Friday, July 16, 2010

FEATURED: Tigerlily by Charlotte Stein

Hi, I’m Charlotte Stein. You don’t know me (well, Cora knows me, but you might not), but Cora graciously said I could promo my novella on her blog. And because it’s now a theme, I’m doing poems for everybody who agreed to let me do just that. And so, in honour of the lovely Cora Zane:

Oh, Cora is awesome
Because she wrote a story called
My Zombie Ex-Boyfriend.
Really, there’s no more that needs to be said.
I know you all
Already probably know she’s awesome
Because you’re reading her blog.
But even so
I feel I should stress this point.
Also, she’s now an Ellora’s Cave author!
Which means we get to be
Ellora’s Cave authors together.
And she’s so cute and lovely,
That can’t fail to be awesome.

And now, onto promo things! My novella, Tigerlily, is out from Total-E-Bound on July 19th. Here’s the blurb, an excerpt, and a link!

About Tigerlily:

Oh what’s a girl to do, when she finds a sexy, naked man in her back garden? When a naked guy turns up in Mae’s back garden, she can’t decide if he’s crazy or sent from heaven. He can’t remember his name, or where he’s from, but he seems to know one thing for certain- Mae is in need of some hot loving, and fast. 

However, the more he persuades her to let go and give in, the more she finds herself believing that she’s met him before. But childhood games with a boy who she’s sure had wings on his back are giving way to her deepest sexual fantasies, and dreams of another world entirely are not far behind…


“There was a guy, running a blue streak through the trees. Mae Connelly could see him, even amidst the febrile greenery and the lowering light, arms pumping. Legs pumping. Cock swinging in the breeze. 

Which was when she decided to stand up, and get a better look. 

Purely out of simple curiosity, of course. Nothing unseemly about stepping off your porch to gawk at a man who appeared to be running through the field behind your house, buck ass nekkid. 

And it didn’t sadden her—not even a little—when he ploughed into the long grass and everything below the waist got cut off. No—not even a little bit, uh-uh. After all, she was just a concerned citizen. 

Concerned about someone who sure looked terrified. He looked more than terrified—she could see him, turning his head every five seconds as though expecting to see hellhounds behind him, chomping at his heels. He kept almost stumbling, like fear wouldn’t let him keep his footing. 

And as he veered closer to her house, she could definitely make out red, striping his upper arms. The fact that said upper arms were sinewy with muscle and very nice indeed took a shameful backseat. 

She shouted before her brain confirmed that doing so was a good idea. 


It was definitely not a good idea. He fell almost immediately, at the sound of her voice. She saw him turn, and then it was all just tits over ass and nothing but the long grass, stirring, to suggest that he had ever been there. 

All the possible reasons that someone could be running, naked and terrified, went through her head: escape from a forced nudist colony. Being hunted by a Terminator from the future. Sex game that went horribly, horribly wrong. Or right, depending on your kink. 

But none of them seemed either a) plausible or b) sane. As far as she knew, forced nudist colonies didn’t even exist. And likely Terminators and time travel machines didn’t, either. Especially not ones that sent you through time with your ass hanging out.”

Mega thanks, Cora!


  1. Charlotte, this book sounds like it's going to be hilarious! I can't wait to read it. ^_^

  2. OMG, the suspence! Nice extract, you cunning minx!

  3. Woot! This sounds like a scrumptious story and the hero is certainly delish! Nom nom nom.

    Congrats and good luck on your latest book!

  4. Loved the excerpt, sounds great. Thanks for sharing.


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