Brighton Bad Boys - Ba-Ba-Bad to the Bone

Yesterday we had a bit of fun having coffee with Tilly Delane, author of the Brighton Bad Boys series.

Some of Tilly's favorites:

Favorite drink: coffee, strong, white, no sugar.

Favorite candy: jelly bellies.

Favorite food: my mum’s tomato soup with all the extras.

Favorite article of clothing or jewelry: because of what I do in my day job, I don’t wear jewelry or accessorize, so I’d have to say: anything that has enough pockets. Pockets are the most important aspect of any item of clothing.

Favorite place to read: in bed.

Place you want to visit some day: Outer Mongolia.

 Now, as promised...

Brighton Bad Boys Book Blurbs

SILAS
 A Fighter Romance
Brighton Bad Boys, Book 1

Silas
When I look into my future it’s like looking down the barrel of a gun.
Trying to pay back a debt that was never yours, a hopelessly fractured family, and betrayal by those you trusted the most will do that to a man.
Most days I just survive. Alone.
The guys at TripleX, the club that hosts the biggest illegal fight league in England, where I fight and bounce, all know that I keep myself to myself.
I don’t do hanging around after lock up to pick up drunk girls from the bar upstairs.
I don’t do staff drinks.
I don’t do socials.
I don’t do going to the gym together.
I don’t do friendship.
I work, I get paid.
I fight, I get paid.
End of involvement.
The irony is, there is nothing in Brighton, the seaside city that I call my home, or in my life, actually worth fighting for.
Until Mum brings home a stray American.
A soft, curvy woman with bottle-red hair and green eyes and a mouth made for sucking.
And no matter how hard I try to ignore her, she’s there.
In my bed.

Grace
I’m here on a memorial tour for my mum - never mom, she was born British, and no matter how long she lived in Washington DC, she refused to be called mom.
I lost her a year ago, and it still hurts like crazy.
I saved up every penny I made since her funeral for this trip. Being here, in England, in Brighton, was supposed to help me keep her memory alive, to remember her and the stories she used to tell me.
But in true Grace style, I fall at the first hurdle.
The company I booked the hotel through has gone bust, the hotel never got my reservation and there isn’t a room to be had elsewhere in a ten-mile radius because of a small thing called the Brighton Festival.
I’m ready to sleep in the lobby when the head of housekeeping offers me a room in her house, at a rate I cannot refuse.
A room, it turns out, that smells of man in the best possible way.
And with the scent comes a fighter, brooding and beautiful, and about as lost as I am.
I want him.
Badly.
I just need to convince him that he’s worth the fight, and that maybe together we can find our way out of the woods.

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ROWAN
Brighton Bad Boys Book 2

Rowan
When you’ve been to hell and back ─ and I don’t just mean the outer rings of hell, I mean the ring right at the centre of Hades, where gladiators like me fight for the entertainment of today’s Caesars and Caesarias ─ you come back a monster or a broken man. If you come back at all.
I’m neither.
I don’t know what I am.
I know I’m an addict.
I know I’m killer.
I know I’ve been running from myself since I was twelve years old and that at every turn since I’ve made lousy decisions.
Time to face myself in the mirror.
So I’m taking a trip to the peninsula of Purbeck, a beautiful nature reserve on the south coast of England, to enter rehab.
Can you rehabilitate a killer? Can you rehabilitate a broken beast?
I doubt it, but at least I’m willing to try.
The last thing I expected was to meet a soul as tortured as me, a woman whose eyes tell me she’s seen it, the ugliness of life.
And she can deal.
She won’t look away.
She is competence in a fifties retro package with fishnets and combat boots.
She’s my nurse.
And totally off limits.

Raven
I came out to meet the guy because he took longer than is normal. I thought he might have gotten lost. Though that’s pretty hard when going in a straight line down what was once the only road in a village. But it’s a rehab clinic. Folk are kinda lost by definition when they get here.
So I came to see what was taking him so long and found him going down on the water fountain.
I mean, seriously, the way he hulked over it, half his face under the stream, his tongue lapping at the water, was obscene, feral. So my smart mouth decided to make a comment. A wholly unprofessional comment, and now I’m standing here, mesmerised. Like Mowgli meeting Kaa.
‘Cause he’s staring me down like a pro.
I can’t look away from his eyes. They are huge, a deep, warm brown and they tell me stories too close for comfort. This is a guy who gets it. Life. The ugliness. The bits where other people play three monkeys. He sees them.
He sees me.
And I see him.
But he’s a client and that’s where the story ends.
It’s my last intake of guests.
In a month from now my year in the British Isles is over, I’ll hand over my job to a local, and I’ll be going home to America.
And I’m not getting fired in the meantime because of a ‘connection’ to some sexy giant with muscle for miles.
‘Connections’ are a myth.
And a myth is not worth getting fired over.

But what if there is more than a connection? What if there is actual healing?

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DIEGO
BRIGHTON BAD BOYS BOOK 3

Kalina
I've been lusting after this guy for months.
George 'Diego' Benson is the forbidden fruit I cannot have.
Not without putting my mission in peril.
Not without putting my heart in peril.
But then we look into each other’s eyes across the distance between us.
And look.
And look.
My heart is racing.
My clit is pulsing.
My insides are clenching.
And suddenly I’m tired of the charade.
I like this guy.

I like him a lot.
Once my job here is done, I will never see him again.
So just this once I want to be with him, completely.
And I lunge.

Diego
Kissing her is like coming home.
Or how I always imagined coming home would feel like.
It’s relief and feeling safe.
It’s hot and sweaty and raw.
It’s warm and sloppy and comfy.
It’s leaving behind all pretence.
And a whole lot of tongue.
So much tongue.
So much hunger.
This girl is on fire.
For me.
Not for the danger, not for the perceived status, not for the money, but for me.
She’s not here to demurely please the boss and then cream off the top.
She’s here, in my lap, because that’s where she wants to be.
Where she belongs.

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Author Spotlight - Tilly Delane and the Brighton Bad Boys

 

It’s a rainy day here in the woods so my special guest and I are enjoying coffee on the porch. I’m drinking a highly polluted wimpy java while she’s enjoying a strong Middle Eastern hipster favorite.

Speaking of favorites… who doesn’t love a dark, broody man with rock hard abs? How about three of them? The fact these hotties love their mum (Silas still lives at home) is a turn on! Our guest has a writing style that pulls you in fast and you won’t come up for air until the end. You’ll lose yourself in the compelling characters and intense romance. Make sure you give yourself plenty of time to read and maybe keep a snack handy because you won’t be able to stop.

Please welcome Tilly Delany and let’s pick her brain about her sexy new stories, the Brighton Bad Boys.

Now, Tilly, I hear you have another identity. Is it secret, like are you in the witness protection program, are you on the lamb or can you tell us about it? (Author laughs as she puts her coffee on the table).

Prior to the Brighton Bad Boys I’d already written and published four clean, contemporary, critically acclaimed YA  novels under my real name -  the debut of which came out seven years ago - but I fancied a stint away from the constrictions of writing for a younger audience, to show my erotic romance/thriller side. I cut my teeth in erotic writing under yet another nom de plume, Ava-Ann Holland, when I contributed some short stories to anthologies while working on my second and third YA novels - and I got a taste of the creative freedom erotic romance affords you. Although, like in every genre, there are certain conventions that readers expect (like the HEA or HFN ending) it’s actually one of the most flexible genres to play with, and I love that.

Wow… I totally understand why you’d want to have different names especially since you have such different fan bases.

My latest romance-thriller ‘Diego’ is the third book under my pen name Tilly Delane and completes the Brighton Bad Boys trilogy, which started with ‘Silas’ in June, followed by ‘Rowan’ in August. I wrote the entire series before rapid releasing them this summer.

That was smart. Readers these days can be very impatient; when they finish a story in a series they are starving for the next one. I know authors often draw from their own lives and experiences when they write. Some say reality feeds the imagination. What inspired you to write the Brighton Bad Boys series?

There are elements of my life and my experience in all my novels. Where the Brighton Bad Boys were concerned, I really wanted to set something in my chosen hometown for a change and bring some of my younger self’s predilection for hanging out with unsavory folks to the page. Before I moved to Brighton thirty years ago, I grew up in a German city that shall remain unnamed and hung around with a beautiful plethora of nightclub owners, drug dealers and wannabe career criminals for the formative years of my life. For the first half a decade after my move to the UK I stuck to that MO, so I feel pretty confident when I describe the underbelly of Brighton. I also gave a lot of myself to the character of Kalina, Diego’s lady, although it must be said that Kalina is - naturally - infinitely prettier and infinitely more badass than I will ever be.

Awww… don’t sell yourself short. You are pretty badass to create such amazing characters. I see you named the books after each bad boy. What’s the story behind the titles?

Silas, Rowan and Diego aren’t exactly the most imaginative titles, are they? (Laughs, then shrugs.) Naming books after the hero is a huge trend in the ‘bad boy romance’ genre and while I was happy to flaunt the rules between the covers and make the genre my own, I wasn’t going to upset the apple cart with radical new titles and covers.

Speaking of names, your heroes have some pretty strong and sexy names. How did you come up with them?

The main characters come fully fledged, name included, into my head. I sometimes have to consult my daughters on naming side characters but very rarely. Occasionally I might rename a character because I realize halfway through writing that their name is too similar to another character’s and that it may get confusing for the reader.

I accidentally created a hero’s brother with the name Jason. Their last name was Mason. Jason Mason… bad idea. (We pause while the cat joins us momentarily for a few pats.) How naughty would you say you get with your writing?

I love sex and my sex scenes are explicit and generally described as very hot, but at the same time I’m personally not a fan of BDSM. I’ve tried almost everything at one point in my life, but BDSM just does absolutely nothing for me, which is extra funny because once upon a time I even did a stint as the door tart in a BDSM club and the owner was forever trying to convince me to do a regular gig as dominatrix. So, upshot, to me ‘hot’ doesn’t equal spanking and bondage, hot in writing to me means that it’s believable between those two characters and that it fits with the rest of who they are.

The chemistry between your characters is amazing and the sexy scenes are off the chart steamy. I love how you managed to keep each couple’s dynamics fresh.

My three Brighton Bad Boys couples - Silas & Grace, Rowan &Raven and Diego & Kalina - have very different types of sexual relationships, formed by who they are, individually and to each other. And that’s what makes it hot for me. Without wanting to be crude, I know I’m doing alright when I barely make it through writing a paragraph before having to take a shower break.

All right then, let’s cool things down a bit. (Fans self) Some authors say writing the sexy bits is difficult. What would you say, were the hardest scenes for you to write?

There is some really harrowing stuff in both Rowan and Diego, not between the couples but as part of the wider story and some of that was immensely hard to write, but I can’t give away any details without spoilers. 

My lips are sealed, I won’t give away spoilers. But I must say, those scenes really keep the reader turning the pages. I took my kindle into the bathroom with me. I couldn’t bear to stop reading!!! Authors are known for doing their research and I can tell you certainly explored in depth to create your storylines. What was the strangest thing you’ve Goggled while working on a story.

Collar bombs.

LOL. I’m going to let readers Google that one! Other than quality research, authors have a tendency to have writing habits, routines or rituals. Some writers will go for a walk or do sit ups before sitting down. Others will have a glass of wine & chocolate handy. I know one writer who has a silly stuffed animal on her desk and can’t write without it. Do you have any rituals or “must-haves” while writing?

Some form of writing utensil helps: pen & paper, phone, computer, type writer - I’m not picky . I can write anywhere, under any circumstance, if the muse kisses me. While writing my first three books I didn’t even have a desk to have a stuffed animal on.

Thank you so much for joining Romantic Interludes today, Tilly. It’s been a lot of fun.

Thank you.

Do you have anything you would like to say to your readers?

Thank you for picking my guys over the gazillion others, thank you for giving some of your lifetime to my guys. It means EVERYTHING!

Join us tomorrow when I’ll be featuring teasers from 

the Brighton Bad Boys series.

The Brighton BadBoys

Silas

Rowan

Diego

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