Today I have a very special guest for you all - Lily Malone is an Aussie author I met through one of my beta readers and good friend, Marion (www.makingmanuscripts.com.au). 

We hit if off immediately because, well - she's a Lily, I'm a Lilli, plus we both released books with the word Beautiful in the title on the same day in March. We were obviously meant to know each other!

She also had a bit of a rewrite/editing race with me while I wrote Alter and she wrote The Goodbye Ride - so of course I was more that happy to host her to help celebrate her new release!! 

(Which by the way is currently FREE - can't get better than that right???) 

Here's a bit about her book, herself AND you get an excerpt too - just in case you weren't convinced you should go and get it when I mentioned the price! 

The Goodbye Ride

Lily Malone

Olivia Murphy is a woman on a mission. Gracing the front lawn of a house in her Adelaide Hills hometown sits the classic Ducati motorbike that once belonged to her brother, a For Sale sign by the tyre.

Liv wants to buy the precious bike and bring it back into her family, and she wants the ink dry on the paperwork before the approaching holiday weekend.

One person stands in her way.

Owen Carson likes rare and beautiful things and he has the Ducati in his sights. Then he meets Liv, and finds his heart captured by beauty of a far different kind.

What will Olivia do to make the Ducati hers? And can Owen convince Liv he wants more than a holiday fling?

About the author

Lily Malone is a journalist and freelance writer who discovered after years of writing facts for a living, writing romance was much more fun.

The Goodbye Ride novella is her second release in 2013 and is inspired by her husband's life-long love of Ducati bikes, 650 Pantahs in particular! 

Her first full-length contemporary romance, His Brand Of Beautiful, was released by Escape Publishing in March and has received great reviews from Australian and international readers with Lily's dialogue and descriptive prose getting special mention. 

Lily juggles writing with the needs of a young family, and when she isn’t writing, she likes gardening, walking, wine, and walking in gardens (sometimes with wine).

Social media:

You can visit Lily at her blog, www.lilymalone.wordpress.com

Or find her on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/lily.malone.313

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6936715.Lily_Malone

The Goodbye Ride

Buy link: http://www.amazon.com/The-Goodbye-Ride-ebook/dp/B00CV2MGCK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1368964967&sr=8-1&keywords=the+goodbye+ride

The Goodbye Ride


Liv shut the door behind them. 

For a moment she rested there, glad for the solid surface at her back—a plank of proof that the night wasn’t a dream. Owen’s shoulders blocked the corridor ahead, his dark mass coloured by the streetlights that wavered through the glass. 

“So,” she said, on a shaky breath. “Coffee?” 

“Fuck coffee,” he growled, reaching for her.

Liv flowed into his big, beautiful arms. 

She knew that they circled slowly, and she knew when the room stilled—Owen’s shoulders against the wall and her leg caught over his thigh. Long seconds ticked by, marked only by the sound of rhythmic breathing, sprinting hearts, and the intoxicating scent of an aftershave that reminded her of pine needles over snow.

Then Owen moved. He lifted his thigh, taking her weight on the big muscle of his leg so that it made achingly sweet contact with her mound. Pools of thick, liquid heat rippled low in her stomach. She squeezed against him, making that ride more of a slow grind.

Owen’s groan of response broke the shackles. 

Her free hand stole up his shoulders, skimmed the hair at the back of his head and drew his mouth to hers. Liv opened her mouth to taste him, desperate to deepen the kiss. Soft, mewing sounds vibrated at the back of her throat and when his tongue stroked hers, she thought she might explode. Explode, or faint. Or fall off his thigh—now unerringly targeting her most sensitive parts.

“Liv Murphy,” he breathed raggedly, releasing her lips but not relaxing the exquisite pressure between her legs. “If you knew what you do to me…”

“I thought we weren’t…oh… going riding tonight,” Liv breathed, using her grip on his shoulders to shunt herself higher and feeling for the first time, the powerful erection that thrust between them.

23/5/2013 01:03:47 am

Holy Toledo Batman, Lilliana. I hope my mum doesn't log-on and see that excerpt! What was I thinking!!
Thank you! Lordy gee that pink beret pic is rather... err... large! One gets used to teeny, tiny avatar photos... doesn't one!
Thanks for having me here. Alter is on my TBR list. I still have A Beautiful Forever on my Kindle too and I'm keen to see where you went with that after Struggle.
I feel very lucky that the fates aligned like they did with the Lily/Lilliana/Beautifuls/March/Maddie/Alter/Goodbye Ride/May...
All spooky really.
Here's to many more psychic moments!

Lily M

24/5/2013 10:17:46 am

you're welcome Lily! Thanks for spending time on my blog!


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