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GIVEAWAY: Win 5 lesbian fiction books!

April 22, 2016 by Harper Bliss 5 Comments

UPDATE: THE GIVEAWAY HAS ENDED AND THE WINNER HAS BEEN DRAWN AND NOTIFIED.

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Giveaway time! I’m giving away 5 lesbian fiction books (paperback). Some of them are from my personal collection (so second-hand and avidly read) and some of them are brand new. Here’s what I’ve put together:

  • Best Lesbian Erotica 2016 – Edited by Sacchi Green
  • Girls Only: The Collection – Harper Bliss (signed by author)
  • Fool on the Hill – Morgan Hunt
  • Annie on my Mind – Nancy Garden
  • Summer Love – Edited by Harper Bliss and Caroline Manchoulas (signed by editors)

I’ve spent the afternoon setting up a plugin on my blog to make this giveaway (hopefully) run smoothly. If it works well, I’ll be doing more of these. The idea is that for a chance to win the stack of paperbacks, you subscribe to my mailing list. Yes, you can still enter the giveaway if you’re already subscribed. I’ll remove duplicates after the contest has ended so you won’t receive my newsletters twice.

Once you’ve entered the giveaway, you can increase your chances of winning by sharing the link to the giveaway. You can do so automatically on Twitter and Google+ with the buttons below, for Facebook and other social media, you’ll need to copy/paste your own ‘lucky URL’. Don’t worry, this is not compulsory, but it does triple your chance to win.

Good luck!

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NEW RELEASE: Best Lesbian Erotica!

February 14, 2016 by Harper Bliss 9 Comments

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My turn on the Best Lesbian Erotica 20th Anniversary Blog Tour! You can rest assured I’ve been waiting for this day for a loooong time! 😉 First of all, having one of my stories included in a volume of Best Lesbian Erotica is a dream come true and I’m so proud of having made the cut and, secondly, my story ‘Reunion Tour’ is, to this day, and in my humble opinion, the best short story I’ve written.

It’s the only story I’ve written in 2nd person POV so far and while doing so, I was shamelessly picturing Debbie Harry lusting after a much younger female lead singer. (This story appeared first in the Ladylit mini-anthology Cougars and we all know how I feel about older women…) 😉 To sum it up, ‘Reunion Tour’ contains three of my very favourite things: music, a May/December affair and a healthy dose of spanking. (I’m a simple girl at heart.) 😉

Before I leave you with an excerpt, this blog post comes with a giveaway! All you have to do is leave a comment and you’ll have a chance to win a copy of Best Lesbian Erotica. This can be a comment on this blog post (do say hello) or on any of the other blog tour contributors’ websites. Leave the comment before 27 February. The winner will be announced on 5 March. Good luck!

Meanwhile, you can get Best Lesbian Erotica from these retailers:
Amazon US
Amazon UK
Amazon CA
Amazon AUS
Amazon DE
Barnes & Noble
Kobo
iTunes US
iTunes UK

Add it to your Goodreads shelf >>

Excerpt

You’re a cocky little thing up there. The way you wriggle your ass—I can’t wait to stripe it with my belt. I watch you from the side of the stage. If this were a festival in Europe, my band would be headlining, but here in our home country, yours gets the number one spot. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t smart a little. I may have to take that out on you as well. It’s a win-win, really, the way you bat your lashes—your head twisted up to me—when my hand comes down on your flesh, always defying me to give more. And, when it comes to you, I never fail to have more to give.

You shimmy to the edge of the stage, lifting your arms high above your head, giving your fans—and me—a glimpse of your pale, taut belly and the little silver ring driven into the delicate skin above your belly-button.

“No one will know what it means,” I said when I arranged for Lisa to administer the piercing. “Only the two of us.” Now, every time you flash it, every single time you bare this glittering symbol of whatever we have between us for the world to see, something pierces me, too. A wave of something I don’t wish to define washes over me. I’m old enough to recognize it instantly, but still foolish enough to deny it.

Because you drive me crazy, make me feel things I haven’t felt in years. Not even taking the stage again, after a nine year hiatus, flanked by Tommy and Matthew and Sam, my brothers in arms since 1981, affected me in the same way as the first time I saw that glint in your eyes. All it took was one glance, and I knew.

You flick your head to the right, momentarily pinning your eyes on me, and the whole motion thunders through me, leaves my panties drenched. Speaking of, you’re wearing a pair of mine underneath those leather trousers—the ones that hug your ass so sublimely I need to catch my breath every time you present your back to me on the stage.

“Please allow me to present to you the next big thing,” my manager said. “The Harriettes.” You were obviously their leader, the way you hung back a bit—the way I learned to do all those years ago—to allow the others to shine during moments of lesser importance, like being introduced to a band long past its prime.

“Oh my god,” your bass player giggled. “We are such huge fans. You are our biggest inspiration.” It sounded a bit rehearsed, what with her not even being born yet the year we broke through. You appeared smarter, more composed, shrouded in that cool sort of silence that no one can take issue with.

When we shook hands, though, I detected the slightest hint of sweat on your palm, and when you met my gaze, I knew. I’m old enough to know.

You take your first of many faux-modest bows. After five months on the road, I know your routine by heart. I can only imagine the adrenalin coursing through your blood right now. Not that it doesn’t still happen to me, but the years have taken away the highest highs. I’ve learned to put it all into perspective more, to see the long-run—the end game. But I hope you’re enjoying this moment, because it truly is glorious. Unencumbered by self-consciousness, lifted up by the incessant roar of the thousands of people in front of you, that one moment you sang and strutted your ass off for the past forty-five minutes. The higher your high, the more you’ll want me after.

Enjoy! (And don’t forget the giveaway!)

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GIVEAWAY: Signed paperbacks of French Kissing

January 29, 2016 by Harper Bliss Leave a Comment

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I finished revising French Kissing: Season Three yesterday and, I swear to God, I had a few tears rolling down my cheeks as I went over the very last chapter of the very last season. It’s a very climactic, emotional chapter for sure, but I’m not really in the habit of making myself cry by reading my own writing. 😉 No, I cried (a little) because I realized this was The End for those characters that I’ve created and have come to love so much. Writing French Kissing wasn’t always easy, but it’s always been thrilling and it exercised my dramatic muscle greatly! 😉

It’s another month until the new season is released, but I’m officially starting the French Kissing Madness now! 😉 To kick things off, I’m trying something new on Facebook. I’m giving away a set of 2 signed paperbacks of season 1 and 2 and here’s how you can enter the giveaway:

(1) Head on over to my Facebook page and Like it: facebook.com/HarperBliss/
(2) Share the post about the giveaway

I’ll pick a winner on Monday. This giveaway is open to anyone, anywhere. Good luck!

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Guest blog at Women & Words

November 22, 2014 by Harper Bliss Leave a Comment

Women & Words

I’m guest blogging at Women & Words, talking about At the Water’s Edge, dealing with depression, and no longer being ashamed. (And also giving away a copy of the book!)

Additionally someone at Ladylit (must have been my wife) interviewed me about At the Water’s Edge. (I told her not to ask me such difficult questions next time.) 😉

Have a lovely weekend,

Harper xo

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A Snog For Sommer

September 14, 2014 by Harper Bliss 4 Comments

A Snog For Sommer

Fellow erotica author Sommer Marsden‘s husband is battling cancer, so the fine folks of Smut For Good have organised ‘A Snog For Summer‘. I’m all for smut for good causes, so of course I’m participating. If you can, please donate here, or help spread the word. All donations will go straight to Sommer and her family and you can donate until 20 September. All info here >> (Where you will also find a list of the participating authors and can hop along to their blogs and win some prizes in the process.)

I’m also giving away 1 signed paperback (or e-book, if you prefer) copy of Summer’s End to a randomly chosen commenter.

The snog I’ve chosen is from my novel At the Water’s Edge (out in November). It’s a very early sneak peek (and the text needs more editing), but I just couldn’t resist. It’s kind of a big deal for me to be posting this excerpt so early on, but this novel has been on my mind for so long now, I think I need to start sharing. 😉 (And it’s for a good cause!)

Before I can change my mind, I swim to the edge and, just as Kay returns, wrapped in a plush white towel, an extra one rolled up under her arm for me, I push myself out of the water. I notice how her glance lingers on my body, how all movement of her muscles momentarily stops.

“Here’s your towel,” Kay mumbles.

“Forget the towel.” I step closer, pull her towards me, close my eyes and kiss her. The earth doesn’t stop turning, but my head does spin. Because, in the pit of my stomach, I feel that this kiss is the beginning of something I already know I will never be able to live without.

When Kay grabs the back of my head with one hand, the touch of her fingertips travels through my system with tingling pangs. When we come up for air and our eyes meet, her towel-wrapped body a white spot in the darkness of the evening, any thought of what should or should not happen has fled my brain.

“What does it feel like?” she asks, her voice low and husky. “To stop worrying and give yourself the time and space to enjoy the moment?”

“Fucking hot.” I barely recognize my own voice. I’m still standing there naked, every nerve-ending in my body pulsing with that old, forgotten ache.

“Come here.” Kay unrolls the towel and brings it behind my back, tugging me closer towards her with it. “I’m all for a bit of indecent exposure, but there are limits to everything.” She casts one last, longing glance across the front of my body before tucking a corner of the towel underneath the hem of the other end.

“You come here.” I lift my arms to pull her closer again, undoing her efforts as it makes the towel slide right off me, exposing my tortured nipples to the breezy night air. Neither one of us cares about indecent exposure anymore as our lips lock and our tongues explore each other’s mouth in another instant I will never forget.

Much more about At the Water’s Edge closer to its release date. Meanwhile, spare a thought (or a few dollars) for Sommer and her family…

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Forbidden Fruit Blog Tour: Q&A with Rachel O. Esplanade

September 9, 2014 by Harper Bliss 4 Comments

Forbidden FruitMy stop on the Forbidden Fruit Blog Tour today. Before I start on my Q&A with Rachel O. Esplanade, just a friendly reminder that Forbidden Fruit: stories of unwise lesbian desire is still available for that very special price of 99 cents. (Also: thank you to everyone who has bought the anthology already!)

Over to Rachel…

Harper Bliss: Welcome to my blog, Rachel. Very happy to have you. It’s no secret to my readers that I’m a huge fan of sexy sports stories so, naturally, I loved your story “The Rules” in Forbidden Fruit. I simply have to ask: are you a sporty person?

Rachel O. Esplanade: I am absolutely a sporty person. In general, I enjoy playing, watching and cheering on most sports as well as cycling as much as possible. I am especially fond of team sports and, in particular, enjoy playing field hockey and gaelic football.

Harper Bliss: Our esteemed editor Cheyenne Blue pointed out to me that I actually own the only other anthology you have a story in (Ultimate Lesbian Erotica 2005, Edited by Nicole Foster). Seeing as it’s been almost 10 years since your last publication, what compelled you to submit a story to Forbidden Fruit?

Rachel O. Esplanade: What compelled me to submit a story to Forbidden Fruit was the anthology’s call for submissions. As soon as I read it, I immediately thought of that intricate relationship between coaches and players on university sports teams. It is important for coaches to build a sense of belonging, to instill in players a desire to work together for a common goal. Often this is achieved through team outtings and social events.

Also, university teams can lead to some blurring of the lines between what is appropriate and inappropriate behavoir on and off the field. For example: last year’s MVP graduates and joins the coaching staff the next year; this year’s star rookie is actually an international graduate student and only a few years younger than an assistant coach; or if the team physio realises that they are taping uninjured thighs before each match… But what keeps all of these possibilities in check? What prevents someone from not manipulating the power dynamic to get closer to someone else? Those are the ideas that came to mind when I read the call for submissions. After that, “The Rules” pretty much wrote themselves.

Harper Bliss: This is a mandatory question in all the Q&As I conduct with guests on my blog: Which celebrity is at number one of your imaginary to-do list?

Rachel O. Esplanade: My absolute number one is Miss Sugarpuss, a fabulous cabaret and burlesque performer in Montreal. A more globally renowned celebrity who is a close second is the fabulous Drew Barrymore. A gorgeous woman with an entrepreneurial spirit and a delightfully mischevious smile. That Roller Derby movie, “Whip It”, swooooon!

Harper Bliss: Because it’s so excellent, I stole the next question from fellow Forbidden Fruit author Lisabet Sarai, who interviewed me on her blog yesterday. 😉 Have you ever partaken of “forbidden fruit” yourself? Care to share with my readers?

Rachel O. Esplanade: Oh dear. I most definitely have. It was delicious.

Harper Bliss: Please tell us a bit about your story, “The Rules”. You must love hockey?

Rachel O. Esplanade: I do love hockey, I enjoy playing it and watching it, especially live games. Unfortunately, I haven’t played field hockey in a long time, which may be why I felt compelled to write a story with protagonists that play the sport. During my early years playing sports, I had many crushes on fellow players. Crushes which I chose to not follow through on at the time. My desire to play, to be part of the team, to abide by its unspoken straight rules of conduct, were much stronger than my desire to explore the sexual possibilities with teammates.

Now that I am older, and have enjoyed reconnecting with one of those crushes in the most delightful way decades later, I wonder how much my need to stifle my attraction in my youth was about abiding by the rules rather than due to a fear of the explosive sexual chemistry that would have rocked my world and forced me to re-evaluate my priorities at the time. Who knows? One can never go back but one can explore the possibilities in erotic fiction, which is what I attempt to do in this story.

Excerpt from “The Rules”:

You were so blissfully happy when you received your Most Valued Player award. Your mini dress displayed your beautiful full form in a classy, sexy way—the skirt stretched over your strong thighs, with the tiniest hint of the snaps at the end of the garter belt holding up your stockings. I remember being lost in the aural fantasy of the snap of garter belt straps against your skin. I wanted to snap them while my lips nipped at the hem of your skirt and my other hand glided up your thigh to find a purchase around a cheek, a fesse as you call it. Mes fesses you’d say to the other players if they ever made fun of your horrible French. Mes fesses—my ass, or, I suppose, my ass cheeks. I was sitting there, fully enraptured in my fantasy when you accepted your well-deserved award. Until you thanked me in your speech and pulled me out of my erotic reverie into an unsettling, blushing moment when I had no idea what you’d said and I felt like the biggest creep. Especially when you beamed your happy, grateful smile at me.

Later, when I held your award as you collected your things, I sensed you caught me checking out your ass, your fesses, in the mirror as you changed out of pumps into walking boots in the ladies’ cloakroom. A movement at the corner of my eye informed me the gig was up—you were staring at my reflection in the mirror. But when I looked in the mirror, your eyes were focused on your boots.

Why did I check out your fesses? It was only a quick glance. Barely worth it. How old am I? Forty, not fourteen. Too old to be sneaking looks and blushing at unobtainable crushes. And you—twenty-three or twenty-four? Even if I weren’t your coach, I was being creepy. What was I thinking? But that was it—I wasn’t thinking. I was drinking you in, enjoying your flushed cheeks from your well-deserved moment.

A well-deserved moment for me too. One more year. One more year of keeping those boundaries solid, in high relief.

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The next stop on the Forbidden Fruit blog tour is Rebecca Lynne Fullan who is interviewing Lisabet Sarai

Leave a comment on any post in the Forbidden Fruit blog tour to be entered into a random draw to win one of these great prizes. Prizes include a paperback copy of Girls Who Score, lesbian sports erotica edited by Ily Goyanes, Best Lesbian Romance 2011 edited by Radclyffe, an ebook of Ladylit’s first lesbian anthology Anything She Wants, and a bundle of three mini-anthologies from Ladylit: Sweat, A Christmas to Remember and Bossy. All of these titles contain some stories written by the fabulous contributors to Forbidden Fruit: stories of unwise lesbian desire. You must include an email address in your comment to be entered into the draw.

I’m adding something extra here. Anyone who leaves a comment on my blog has a chance to win a signed paperback copy of my short story collection Girls Only: The Collection!

Forbidden Fruit: stories of unwise lesbian desire is available direct from Ladylit or from Amazon, Smashwords, and other good retailers of ebooks. Check out Ladylit for all purchasing information.

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