Spanish Heat – Douglas Black

On Friday, Spanish Heat was released. I was unable to announce this at the time because, rather fittingly, I was on a plane flying back from a fortnight-long holiday in Spain. So, I’m announcing it now.

Spanish Heat was originally published by the now-defunct Silver Publishing as Business or Pleasure. When the rights reverted back to me, I was delighted to be able to find a home for my story with Totally Bound Publishing.

I’ve always had a real soft spot for this story. The action follows Jack Capmbell, a young man who takes a job housesitting on the Costa del Sol to get away from events back home for a while. Clark Thomas is his new employer, and he has just one weekend to show Jack the ropes. Naturally, over the course of that one weekend things don’t go entirely according to plan.

I think part of why I loved this story so much comes down to the location. I have family in Spain and I love going to visit them. I do so as often as I can. Aside from the weather – which is glorious compared to the average Scottish offerings I deal with – there really are some beautiful pockets of Andalusia that you would be mad not to see. Little white-washed hilltop villages, sweeping beaches, cliffs, mountains, markets selling the sort of fresh produce you can only dream about back home, and yes, the odd cheesy nightclub and dodgy bar… All of these places feature in Spanish Heat. It’s like a mini-adventure to Spain, but for the cost of a book, not an plane ticket!

Here’s a little extra info for anyone who might be interested.



Jack is looking for a new job and a fresh start, but he finds more than he expected waiting for him under the Spanish sun.

When Jack Campbell is unceremoniously dumped in favour of his high school best friend, he decides he needs a fresh start. He sees an advertisement in The Times. Clark Thomas is looking for a house sitter for his villa in Marbella. In a slightly inebriated state, Jack applies seeing this as the perfect chance to get away from his troubles at home in Glasgow, but when he lands in Spain, he finds a lot more than a just job opportunity waiting for him.

Clark has one weekend to show Jack the ropes before he leaves Spain and the memories of his own recent break-up behind for the next nine months. However, there’s just something about Jack. Instead of explaining the finer points of Jack’s contract, Clark finds himself introducing the young Glaswegian to some of his favourite Andalusian haunts, and he’s spending more time doing so than is necessary.

There must be something in the Spanish heat. All too soon Clark and Jack find themselves struggling to maintain the boundaries of their employer-employee relationship. Jack is behaving in ways he never has before, but knowing that what he’s doing is probably wrong doesn’t stop it from feeling right, and it might cause Jack a bigger problem when Monday morning comes around and it’s time for Clark to leave.


Clark was quiet on the journey up into the mountains, speaking only to give directions. There was no noticeable tension between them and Jack didn’t try to start a conversation. He supposed Clark might be feeling as nervous as he was about the risks of trashing the very nice, very new, very fast Audi on the ever-ascending mountain roads.

As they closed in on their destination, the drops were knuckle-whitening and the hairpin bends pelvis-shattering. Lorries and vans laden with lemons and olives hurtled down the mountain at speeds Jack had always thought were the preserve of racing drivers. His heart was in his mouth but he couldn’t deny it was exciting.

If Clark felt the same he didn’t show it, but he didn’t seem panicked either. He sat with his legs dropped open, forcing the denim of his jeans to pull tight across his crotch, and looked out of the window, never jumping to find an imaginary brake pedal on the few occasions Jack swerved to avoid a runaway lorry and nearly plowed them off the edge of a cliff in the attempt.

Jack had a suspicion Clark was checking him out, though—just sometimes. He felt his skin tingle as though someone were walking over his grave. If Clark was sneaking glances at him, he was too quick for Jack. Any time Jack dared take his eyes off the road long enough to catch him in the act, Clark’s eyes were firmly fixed on the road ahead.

The time Paulo had taken going over every minute detail of the gardens meant most of the afternoon heat had gone when they reached the village. Jack parked the car where Clark suggested and killed the engine. Looking around him, listening to his own heartbeat return to normal, he couldn’t help feeling that he had stepped into a different world.

They sat on the edge of a little, whitewashed village that appeared to have been indelicately placed atop the dusty peak. The collection of houses and work places climbed ever higher up the mountain, overlooked from the top by a small, blue-roofed church and hemmed in on all sides by the farms that provided the village with its livelihood.

Jack slowly got out from the car and turned in a full circle, drinking in as much detail as he could. The village looked like it had dropped straight out of the Andalusian fantasies Jack had been entertaining since he found out his haphazard response to Clark’s advertisement had been accepted. Before the nerves had kicked in and his usually very sober sense of propriety had a chance to tell him he was probably making a mistake, Jack had allowed himself more than a few daydreams about Spanish markets, jugs of sangria, long, drunken tapas lunches and tanned, Spanish Adonises sunbathing on the beach. As much as he had enjoyed the entertainments of the previous night, the winding dirt roads had transported him to the Spain of his fantasies.

He turned to look at Clark and couldn’t keep the smile off his face. Being there with him, even though they barely knew each other, seemed to make the whole experience sweeter. Jack decided to blame that feeling on Clark’s impressive command of the language, rather than on any misplaced romantic ideas.

Spanish Heat is available now from all good Ebook retailers, including;

The Bucket List – Douglas Black

Ladies and Gentlemen,

You may have noticed me getting a little overexcited in recent weeks about a certain upcoming release. Well, that upcoming release has now been… Released! Funny how that works!

The Bucket List is available now. It’s a novella (MM erotic romance, as you would expect!) and the story follows Kade, a man recently dumped by his verbally abusive ex-boyfriend, Niall. Kade’s relationship with Niall has left him a shadow of his former self. He is stuck in his ways and the last thing he thinks he wants is to break his routine, let alone introduce any excitement into his life.

Kade’s friends, though, think those things are exactly what Kade needs. In a bid to break him out of his shell, they write him a bucket list. In addition to outlandish suggestions concerning going glacier-surfing and lava-chasing, the list recommends shopping in an Asian supermarket and buying a different cut of jeans.

While he has no interest at all in the list, Kade wants to keep the peace. He starts ticking off a few of the easier items, thinking he’s wasting his time when he should be working out a way of putting his life back together, but his friends forgot to mention that the list might well be responsible for shattering his world even further beyond recognition.

Kade had no idea that a trip to a supermarket, and an outlandish bucket list, could change his life.




When Kade Doherty gets dumped, he expects sympathy from his friends. Instead, he gets a bucket list. His friends want to help him enjoy life again, but Kade isn’t convinced a list of outlandish leisure pursuits will help much with that. To keep the peace he goes along with the plan and in the process, he meets Blake.

Blake’s Australian accent and surfer-boy looks are the stuff of sexual fantasies and Kade surprises everyone – including himself – when he wastes no time making a move.

Kade goes with Blake into the Scottish highlands, but just as he is beginning to get used to life with his very own Mr. Australia, reality comes knocking. Kade’s newfound happiness falls apart when his abusive ex demands they meet. Blake senses something is wrong and he wants to help, but Kade knows he can’t confide in Blake.

After all, Kade hasn’t exactly been honest. He might feel like a different man when he’s with Blake, but Kade knows he’s still just an accountant from Glasgow with slight obsessive compulsions and a bucket list that someone else wrote. He knows Blake won’t hang around, let alone help, when he finds out the truth.

Or will he?



Kade looked up at the unfamiliar facade of the building in front of him. If he hadn’t just checked his location for the third time, using both the sat-nav on his phone and the one in his car, he would have sworn he must have taken a wrong turn when he reached the unfamiliar streets of Glasgow’s East End.

Unlike the supermarket he normally frequented, this one had no branding or signage to speak of. There were no garish colors and definitely no cheesy logos. If it had an official name, the owners clearly didn’t think it was worth sharing with their customers.

The building looked like a windowless warehouse, and the car park, devoid of neatly painted grid lines and pointless shrubbery, was just a gravel-covered, pothole-ridden piece of ground hemmed in by a giant metal fence. If it hadn’t been for the steady stream of people coming and going through the single-door entrance, Kade wouldn’t have known if the shop was open or closed.

He sighed and leaned against the bonnet of his car. All he really wanted to do was get back behind the wheel and drive back to what was familiar. The temptation was almost overwhelming. It wasn’t like he hadn’t had enough changes and uncertainties to deal with recently without dragging the weekly shopping into the mix. He pulled out his phone and scrolled down until he found Ian’s number. Ian answered on the second ring.

“I’m standing outside an Asian supermarket. Are you happy now?”

“That depends,” Ian said. “Are you actually going to go inside, or are you just planning on standing in the car park, biting your bottom lip and looking at your feet?”

Kade looked up from his boots and removed the phone from his ear momentarily so he could stare at it instead. He heard Ian’s laughter through the handset.

“Fuck you very much,” Kade said under his breath when he put the phone back to his ear.

“And you. I’ll see you tonight. You know, I’m impressed. Doing two things outside of your comfort zone in one day? Hell, the council must be pumping chemicals into the water again.”

“Yeah, yeah. Very funny.” Ian was still laughing when Kade rang off and slipped his phone back into his pocket.

Ian’s jokes didn’t feel very funny to Kade at the moment, and his behavior had nothing to do with too much fluoride in the city’s water supply, as Ian well knew. Instead, it had everything to do with that stupid bloody list.

The bucket list. His bucket list. Only it wasn’t really his at all, because Kade hadn’t had any say in whether or not he wanted a bucket list, let alone what he wanted to put on it. Ian and his boyfriend, Paul, had drawn it up the morning after Kade had shown up on Ian’s doorstep, shouting and ranting and crying because Niall had left.

The Bucket List is, as I said, very much available now!


Business or Pleasure is Rereleased as SPANISH HEAT!

Most of you will probably know by now that I started writing erotica when I was at university. I was by no means destitute, but during my final two years there were times when my flatmates and I had to sit with our oven door wide open in winter because the heating had broken. Again. The oven was turned up to maximum, obviously, otherwise it would have been a rather pointless exercise…

There were also long periods of time when pasta and chickpeas and beans pretty much defined my diet because I had to choose between textbooks starting at fifty quid a pop, and a proper food shop (I still bought alcohol, though. Things never got that bad).

It was my flatmate who first introduced me to ‘writing porn’, as she called it. She suggested I try my hand at it (not like that!) and after a bit of persuasion (again, not like that!) I did. I had a few pieces published back in the day and I enjoyed the process of writing. I didn’t make my fortune at it, but it did help get meat and fresh vegetables back on the menu, for which I remain incredibly grateful.

Anyway. I graduated and went off to dig in muddy fields for a living and I forgot all about my pornographic past until summer 2012. I was on holiday and a character, Jake, just popped into my head. I fell in love with him immediately and he became my lead character in Port In A Storm, a novel I self-published in November 2012. (I’ve since taken it off sale, just in case you go looking for it.)

I was still (am still) working full-time as an archaeologist so progress with my writing was relatively slow, but in April 2013 I had a story released by the now defunct Silver Publishing. The story was called Business or Pleasure. It was a 15,000 word short about Jack, a young man who takes a job house-sitting in Spain, but finds a lot more waiting for him there than he expected in the form of his hot new employer, Clark Thomas.

I was really proud of Business or Pleasure. It was the first time I had worked with a big publisher in a long time and I loved my story. It even climbed its way up to number 10 on Silver’s best-sellers list which was hugely exciting. But, things happened at Silver as we all know and ultimately the rights to Business or Pleasure were returned to me at the start of the summer. I thought that was it for Jack and Clark, but I really did like my characters. In fact, I liked them too much to give up on them completely.

I thought I was pushing my luck (knew I was pushing my luck, probably) but I took a deep breath and kept everything crossed and contacted Totally Bound Publishing. I submitted Jack and Clark’s story to them. Totally Bound is a publishing house I admire hugely. Some of the authors they have on their books are writers I stalk with baited breath, waiting on new releases. I’m not sure I even really expected a reply when I submitted my manuscript to them. But guess what?

They said yes!

So, Business or Pleasure has found a home with Totally Bound Publishing. Only, it’s not called Business or Pleasure anymore. I am absolutely chuffed to bits, delighted as hell and over the friggin’ moon to announce that Business or Pleasure will be re-released as Spanish Heat on August 22nd 2014!

'Spanish Heat' will be released on August 22nd 2014

‘Spanish Heat’ will be released on August 22nd 2014

Early downloads will be available from July 25th and you can pre-order your copy of Spanish Heat now using the link below!

Happy Days!

You’ll be able to find more information about Spanish Heat soon, under the ‘BOOKS’ tab above.

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