Thursday, February 13, 2014

My Valentines Day Contest is almost over!

Happy Valentines Day!

(heart logo stolen/borrowed/sneaked away from RB4Us)

I am starting out the year 2014 by offering a giveaway every month on my Facebook Fan Page for those who have "liked" my page there. (Link to that page is in the right hand bar).  Doing giveaways on my blog has very few entrants, so I use FB with my 4,000+ "friends" and 660+ Fans) for my main stage.

I have been running a comment contest over there to win a SWAG package and one e-book, and it will end on Valentines Day at midnight, so if you have not yet "liked" my fan page and left your comment, hurry, because time is running out!

My most recent books:

Excerpt copyright 2013 
by Fran lee

Chellie moved methodically around the small space. The stove was cold, but a half-full coffeepot sat on the stovetop extension, which was supported by a metal leg of sorts. The coffee smelled strong but not as if it’d been there for months. It looked as if someone had very recently been in the cabin.
Or is living here.
Oh shit!
Was there another cabin out here besides the one she’d rented? Obviously this one was already occupied.

Her heart tripped nervously. She swallowed the tightness in her throat as she moved across the room to the old chest of drawers that stood against the far wall, a foot or so from the tiny “bed”. Tugging open one of the drawers, she groaned at the sight of men’s jeans, a couple of folded flannel shirts, a couple of T-shirts, socks and underwear. She lifted a pair of soft, well-worn cotton boxer briefs between thumb and forefinger and fought not to throw a tantrum. This place was most definitely occupied. “I fucking don’t believe this! What more can possibly go wrong today?” she said to no one in particular.

A tingling sensation ran along her spine.

A low chuckle behind her made her stiffen.

“Usually complete strangers don’t just walk in and start checking out my skivvies…but you, I don’t mind.” The rough, deep voice came from the direction of the open door at her back and she jerked around with a startled cry to face the intruder.


Um…looks like I’m the intruder…

The words “tall, dark and incredibly rugged” flashed through her mind as she nearly tripped backward onto the narrow bed and barely saved herself from further humiliation by staggering sideways before regaining her balance. Girl, you are in deep shit… 

Excerpt copyright 2014 
by Fran Lee

NOTE: This is an X-rated, adult, over age 18 and not for the faint hearted excerpt...if you are easily shocked, STOP here.

Holy shit!  Her mind blanked as she wondered if she had been far drunker than she had thought…because her amazing “dildo” had suddenly become—a very real—very muscular—very hot male.

She instinctively wrapped her legs around his pulsing body, and closed her eyes in ecstasy. As he began to drive his deliciously hard cock in and out while he sucked her nipple deep into his hungry mouth, she wasn't sure whether she should scream and shove him off, or just lie back and enjoy. She chose the second option. Two or four ales at her party had definitely loosened her up a bit. Kewl. If this was a hallucination, she hoped she had a dozen more just like it before morning…

Her body tightened and clenched around him as her first male-assisted orgasm in over six years shattered her into a billion shards of white hot sensation. Unable to stifle a cry of pure pleasure, she stared, transfixed, as the naked, marvelously built hunk that owned that sinfully realistic cock lifted his head and smiled wickedly at her with golden cat’s eyes, giving her a deep, slow thrust as he watched her flushed face.

“Your wish is my command, Mistress—your wildest fantasies will be given you this night.”

She couldn’t help but stare dumbly. He was the most gorgeous, delectable, hottest man she’d ever seen, bar none. He was returning her avid stare as if he thought her the most marvelous thing on Earth. Obviously this was a hallucination brought on by too much ale and that hot, erotic oil!

Who was she to question a marvelous wet dream when it was slowly flexing its ass to continue that totally unreal feeling of being filled and overwhelmed by an enormous, decadent cock? And that deep, growly voice? OMG! That alone almost brought her to another screaming orgasm.

“Oh my God!” she gasped as she found her voice and repeated her thought. She felt that hot, thick cock spear into her a few more times and her sex starved body went up in flames, another splintering orgasm shredding through her like a hot knife through fresh creamy butter. She clamped him inside her pussy as she arched and screamed out some garbled cry of mindless pleasure. He kept moving with a measured, delicious rhythm that made her want to keep him deep inside her body for the rest of her life.

Her arms wound around shoulders so heavily muscled, she knew this was a dream. Nobody who looked like him would follow her home from a pub and fuck her silly…

Have a great Valentine's Day!


Fran Lee


  1. Hi Fran,

    Just wanted to take a moment to say hello and let you know that I came by to check out your site!

    I actually learned about you through Goodreads via another member who has several of your books and I was intrigued and wanted to find out more!

    I'm looking forward to reading your work in future - take care!

    1. Thanks, Renee! Come on over to Facebook and like my fan page there, and you can enter all of my giveaways and contest over there.

  2. Congrats to Debbie Smith! Prizes going out this week!


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