Rescuing Cade by Elodie Parkes

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Cade’s trying to get over a broken heart when his friend Jack takes him off to a nightclub, named only, The Club. Although at first Cade is shocked by the place he meets Marissa. It’s not long before he and Marissa get together, but under the pressure of expectations from, The Club, and Marissa’s fear of commitment, they’re both running in opposite directions.

Gorgeous Cade has touched Marissa’s heart in ways she doesn’t want to admit.

Lovely Marissa has lifted Cade’s sadness and opened his heart to love again.

The trouble is — someone has to give a little. Who’s it going to be?

An erotic romance with a sprinkle of vanilla BDSM

 

EXCERPT:

The lights were low and Marissa took a seat at an empty table close to the small group of people. Strategically placed, she took in the delicious sight that was Cade, only a yard away now.

Blue eyes, mmm, my favorite. Look at those lips, made for kissing, biting, sucking. She cast her eyes over his ass and thighs. She soaked up the sight of his handsome jaw line and her eyes flicked to his groin, where she assessed the hang of his suit pants and licked her lips at the promise of a big cock. Holy hell, he’s gorgeous. I’d like him on a collar and leash waiting for me to slap his ass and fuck him senseless. I’d like to slip a blindfold on him and run a feather over his cock to see it jerk to life. I’d like to tie him to a chair, suck him almost to orgasm, and then leave him to beg for release. Wonder if he’s dom or sub?

As Marissa considered Cade’s preference, he turned and looked straight into her eyes.

A huge stab of sexual excitement throbbed in her pussy. With her clit buzzing, she leaned a little forward to smile at Cade.

He looked away.

Marissa saw him gaze around the room. She watched as his shoulders slumped.

The room was large and divided by obvious walkways. A small dance floor held writhing couples, dangerously close to each other, some half-naked. Doms occupied the tables with their Subs in various scenes, all taking their pleasure without concern. Other Doms sat in the low leather lounges watching. It was all much the same as usual. One Dom fucked his Sub from behind, one hand fisted in her hair, and the other gripping her jaw turning her face to kiss and bite her lips. A Sub straddled her Dom, her hands held high above her head tied with a satin ribbon, as the Dom took his fill of her breasts.

Marissa heard his growl.

“Don’t you come until I say you may … I want you across the table. You’ll come on my fingers and then my cock. Do you understand? I might have to punish you again.”

The Sub’s whispered answer must have been to his liking. He kissed her tenderly.

Marissa looked away. Her pussy creamed and a sigh of appreciation escaped her. Marissa loved sex. She liked to be in control, although she’d scened with a Master, a friend, when she needed release. Her role in The Club was as a Domme, but she was vanilla, the specialist in helping newcomers. Everything she did, she designed to bring maximum pleasure to her Sub whilst simultaneously taking it herself. She enjoyed the control she wielded. It suited her to be the one with the power, and in her mind, the choice to walk away.

The Club had been open for more than a decade and was considered one of the best in the country. Safety was their priority, that and pleasure. To Marissa’s knowledge, no one left The Club after seeking a niche there and never came back.

Marissa found her gaze straying back to Cade.

He stood awkwardly by the table where Jack finger-fucked his current Sub. She laid back with her legs wide apart, her dress up around her waist, and her wrists tied over her head with a blue satin scarf. If she’d worn panties to visit The Club, there was no sign of them now.

Marissa watched the Sub squirm, whimpering for release.

Jack shook his head. “Not yet, sweetheart, I’m enjoying your lovely pussy. Your cream’s running down my palm. I’m going to lick it up and then I’ll think about letting you come. Are you enjoying showing my guest what a good girl you are?”

The Sub murmured, her breath hitching as Jack bent and thrust his tongue into her pussy.

“Yes, sir, it’s exactly how I hoped it would be.”

Marissa’s pussy drenched her panties. She licked her lips.

Cade lurched around and took a step toward her table.

He looked unseeing right into Marissa’s eyes, the expression on his face a glaze of pure confusion, and then he passed by heading to the bar in the corner.

Marissa watched him take a sip of the iced water he’d ordered, then she too got up and walked away from that part of The Club where sex soaked the air with erotic perfume, and the sounds of orgasm played havoc with her own desires.

Copyright Elodie Parkes, Evernight Publishing 2015

 

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BACKGROUND TO THE STORY:

I was asked to write a story for an erotic romance anthology. Almost immediately I had my character, Cade, form in my head and a love story for him, but then I was informed the anthology would be BDSM. I thought I’d have trouble with the genre, but the editor of the proposed anthology said, ‘give it a go’. I began to adapt the love story in my mind for the character Cade, thinking I’d have to consider the plot for a short time, but only a few days later the anthology was cancelled. By then Cade was so real to me and a story with a sprinkle of the genre, BDSM, was firmly in my mind, so I wrote it.

The story is much longer than I originally thought it might be, especially when it was going to be for an anthology, and the romance conflict arc is now about both Cade and my heroine, Marissa. As usual, I fell in love with my characters and couldn’t stop writing until they reached their HEA.

I did a little research for this story because I didn’t know much about the type of club Jack, Cade’s friend, takes him to. Once I no longer needed to place emphasis on dominance and submission, the story unfolded easily, interweaving with the original love story I had for Cade when he first began whispering in my ear.

With scorching hot love scenes, tender moments, a dash of angst and a splash of humor this is Cade’s journey to love again.

I hope readers enjoy it.

 

FIVE QUESTIONS FOR THE AUTHOR:

Elodie Parkes is with me today, as she celebrates the release of, Rescuing Cade, from Evernight Publishing.

Hi, Elodie, welcome to the blog. I have five questions for you today. They’re hopefully different from the usual author interviews you do.

Hi, it’s great to be here. (Smiles)

  1. Tell us a secret about your books, anything that springs to mind as long as you’ve never told anyone before.

Yikes, that will blow the secret, then, huh. (Grins) Okay here we go. This is scary. It’s not about my new release, Rescuing Cade, from Evernight, but about, Candle Magic, my Dec 23 release with Siren. In my stories there’s always the tiniest part of truth from either my life or from some real life situation and I never tell anyone.

In Candle Magic, my heroine, Simi, tells Jason, my hero, about her family. That part is a truth and it’s about me. Jason is part spirit, part angel made human through the magical connections Simi has triggered by finding a candlestick and buying old candles from an antique shop.

 

AUTHOR BIO:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal, fantasy, or suspense. Her books are always steamy. Her tag is, Cool stories: Hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Evernight Siren Hot Ink Press Eternal Press Secret Cravings Ra Jones Anthologies Side Street Cookie Publishing

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Book blitz: Candle Magic by Elodie Parkes

NOTE from author:

Thank you for hosting ‘Candle Magic’ on your blog today. Thank you so much to all my readers. I write from my heart so you have a piece of it. Happy Holidays.

About the book:

I got the idea for this story very late at night as I shivered in a sudden downpour of rain on my way home from work. It was still summer at the time and although late, the sky was still quite light. That happens in Britain where I live and often dawn comes in at around 3.30 a.m. How do I know this? I’m often still up writing or playing around with graphics for book covers. I’m lucky because my day job is in shifts so often I can grab a few hours’ sleep and still get to work on time.

Here’s the blurb:

When Simi finds a pretty old candlestick among the discarded props in the company storeroom, she never imagines it will grant her dearest wish. There’s something mysterious about the carved candlestick, but Simi is drawn to it. She’s saved a red candle from a box she bought years ago in an antique shop, and intends to use the candlestick to hold the last candle and make her solitary Christmas lunch more festive. It’s Christmas Eve, there’s sleet in the wind, Simi slips, but Jason catches her. Who is Jason? Where has he suddenly appeared from in the night?

Simi looks into the eyes of this gorgeous man and sparks fly …

Erotic fantasy romance from Siren Publishing and Elodie Parkes

 

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The mist parted. The sight of a man walking toward her captured her in a spell. Simi stared at him, unable to move.

He flowed slowly toward her, and then he was there in front of her, extending his arms to hold her. His cornflower blue eyes, fringed with dark lashes, filled with emotion. He smiled at Simi and she registered how handsome he was, how completely gorgeous he was, before magically she was in his arms. He held her close.

Gratitude surged through her. Her heart opened to soak up the love he gave her. His face close, Simi yearned for his lips on hers, and then—he kissed her. It charged her whole body with such a surge of raw sexual energy her pussy drenched her inner thighs. She drifted in a heavy fog of his kiss-induced lust.

The softness of his lips changed from a gentle, loving merging to a hungry searching as her tongue met his.

Naked in his arms, Simi pressed against his hard body, her clothes strangely gone. Yet she accepted that as ordinary when his hands swept over her skin and grabbed her ass to lift her against his body. Her stomach contacted the hard column of his erect cock, and she sighed into his mouth.

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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, DECEMBER 2014 RELEASE

 

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At around ten, the party guests started to thin out. Simi cleared away some empty dishes and bottles. She was bent over the table when someone came up behind her and grabbed her around the waist. Surprised, Simi gasped and squirmed around to find it was Carl.

His beery breath hit her full in the face. “Hi, Simi. Christmas kiss?”

Simi wanted a Christmas kiss, but not from Carl. “Where’s Angie, your girlfriend?” She eased out of Carl’s grasp.

He let her go. His eyes filled with sadness and he shrugged his shoulders. “We broke up. Sorry, Simi, didn’t mean to be obnoxious. You looked so inviting bent over the table. Nice dress, lovely stockings. Where’s your man of the moment?”

Simi felt sorry for Carl. “Sorry to hear about the split. I thought you two were a done deal.” She didn’t remind Carl there hadn’t been a man of the moment for the three years she’d been at the firm.

A huge sigh escaped him before he answered. His voice dripped sorrow. “I thought so, too. I love her. She said I was a flake and so untidy it was driving her mad. She stormed off on Monday and won’t answer my calls.”

Simi didn’t know what to say as his eyes filled with tears. He was untidy, but he wasn’t a flake at work. She gazed at him sympathetically, her own eyes spiking with tears in response.

He blinked. “I’ll help you clear up a little.”

Protected COPYRIGHT ELODIE PARKES and SIREN PUBLISHING 2014

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, DECEMBER 2014 RELEASE

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A Fairy Tale Romance by Elodie Parkes

Thank you for inviting me to your blog today with my new Evernight Publishing release, ‘A Fairy Tale Romance’

The story is contemporary, fantasy romance. It’s set along the coast in the sumptuous Mediterranean, and bathed in warmth, which I felt was a fitting venue to contrast with the stark misery of my hero’s predicament.

The story is modelled on old fairy story motifs, where there is a fairy godmother style character, a prince and a princess. I so enjoyed writing this story because Thorn Valmont, my hero, is such a lovely, romantic man and deserves to be freed from the curse that befalls him. This is a sizzler of a story with erotic love scenes and threads of fairy tale mystery as we wonder what has happened to Thorn and how he’ll escape his lonely life.

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When delectable Thorn Valmont buys an old palace to renovate on the Mediterranean coast, he never dreams it will cost him his freedom.

Thorn is part of an aristocratic family. He’s a prince and must find his princess to solve a puzzle he inherits from the ancient owners of the Mediterranean palace.

Will he find her in time to stop his loneliness destroying him completely?

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Read an excerpt:

The memory of the young woman’s long slim legs and firm thighs filled his head as he walked home. He imagined caressing her. He would trail his fingertips up the back of her thighs to tease inside the cutoff bottoms of her shorts. It was so long since he’d felt the skin of a woman and yet he could almost conjure up that softness at the top of a thigh where it joined the enticing base of her ass. Thorn sighed sadly and shook his head. He had never come to terms with his lack of sex. Sometimes, after a week or so of ignoring his needs he would masturbate before darkness fell. He always felt better afterwards and told himself to do it more often, to give himself that comfort, but often sadness stole away the notion and he’d drift through his existence until he suddenly realized he needed the release of orgasm.

Thorn knew that he needed it now, before darkness fell. He practically sprinted up the zigzag path to his home, resolved to ease the pain of loneliness that the sight of the lovely young woman had deepened. Inside his bedroom, he closed his eyes and found it easy to picture her mouth, the plump bottom lip, the way her hair tendrils had stroked there, and then he unzipped his jeans.

He paused and thrust away the memory of Grace. He needed quick relief.

Thorn brought to mind one of the last real sexual encounters he’d had with a woman. It was a hot memory and one he’d used before. They’d met at a party, instantly attracted in a superficial sexual way, they agreed to a moonlit tryst in the garden of the big house where the party was being held.

He’d stalked to the girl waiting in a small stand of trees, stripped her quickly, and lifted her to slide with her to the grass. His arm around her bare waist, and a hand cupping her pussy, he’d subconsciously stored away the feel of her wet arousal on his palm and could bring that to mind.

He recalled the words she’d said to him then, as he took his cock in his fist and pumped.

She had said, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want everything, your tongue, your fingers, and your cock in me. I want to suck you until you moan and your cum fills my mouth.”

Thorn groaned as his cock hardened and he whispered the words, “Fuck me.” He pictured licking the girl’s pussy, her legs wide apart as she lay in the grass and his stomach clenched. His orgasm teased at him and he leaned on the edge of the chest of drawers bent over with the urgent need to come as he built a rhythm. He focused on the memory of her nipples between his lips, the way she’d sucked his cock, the taste of her cream on his tongue. Thorn pumped hard and his orgasm suddenly burned through him. As the waves of pleasure coursed in his balls and forced the cum to spurt in warm streaks over the back of his hand, he saw Grace as she’d looked at him on the beach. He saw her green eyes and perfect lips. The picture in his mind added sweetness to the orgasm. He shuddered and groaned.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Evernight Publishing All Rights Reserved

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Author interview:

Are you working on another book right now?

I’m working on three books, right now. Two are contemporary erotic romance, and one is romance Sci-Fi.

Naturally, they are all love stories, with HEA. I have to have that in my books.

I’m not writing much though, because of my day job, where I have shifts, and I’m editing for the releases in the latter part of this year.

What do you enjoy most about writing?

My characters and setting becoming so real to me.

What do you like the least?

Marketing. It’s so time consuming and quite soul destroying when you’d rather be writing. (Smiles)

Would you like to see any of your books as movies?

None of them. I’d be there fussing about the script staying true to the book, or the casting. (Laughs).

What things do you like to do to relax?

I find writing relaxing, but I also like to get out into the countryside near where I live. I enjoy visiting the historic places too. I read, watch movies and I love music. I’m often singing along with something as I drive.

Do you have another job as well as writing?

Yes, I have to. I work for an antiques emporium. It’s very tourist driven, so right now I have late night hours and work all weekend and holidays. I do shifts, usually start about midday or two in the afternoon, and work through until ten or eleven. It means I’ve taken a hiatus from writing so my stories mentioned above are waiting for me. I can feel them there wanting to be written.

If you could have one super power in your existence, what would it be?

It would have to be healing.

If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?

I live in the country where I want to, maybe I’d move down the coast to Cornwall or Devon, closer to the ocean, which I love.

What kind of car would you have if money was no object?

I have the car I want. I’m a Jeep person and always drive them.

What’s your favorite color?

I have two I love, oh wait three, blue, purple and green.

Can you think of a song or piece of music that could be your theme tune?

It changes for me every time someone in an interview asks, (laughs) right now it’s The Eagles: Tequila Sunrise. That’s because I usually see the sunrise after arriving home very late at night, editing, networking, or real life stuff, like my laundry, and then I flop to sleep for a few hours. (laughs again) Check out my dark shadows.

Just answer these questions as quickly as possible:

Chocolate or vanilla?

Chocolate

Dog or cat?

Dog and horse

The film or the book?

Both (sorry)

Jeans or skirt?

Jeans but sometimes little black dress

Beach or Snow resort?

Countryside and beach

Heels or flats?

Boots, depends where I’m going if they are heeled or flat

Stockings or pantyhose?

Stockings, love them

Top or bottom?

Er…both if I can get it…

Is there anything you would like to say to your readers?

Thank you for reading my books. I write from the heart so you get a piece of it every time you read one of my stories. (Smiles)

Elodie’s Evernight Page: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/elodie-parkes/

About Elodie:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Hot Ink PressMoon Rose PublishingEternal PressSecret Cravings, Evernight, Siren and Ra Jones Anthology

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Cover reveal: Candle Magic by Elodie Parkes

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When Simi finds a pretty old candlestick among the discarded props in the company storeroom, she never imagines it will grant her dearest wish. There’s something mysterious about the carved candlestick, but Simi is drawn to it. She’s saved a red candle from a box she bought years ago in an antique shop, and intends to use the candlestick to hold the last candle and make her solitary Christmas lunch more festive. It’s Christmas Eve, there’s sleet in the wind, Simi slips, but Jason catches her. Who is Jason? Where has he suddenly appeared from in the night?

Simi looks into the eyes of this gorgeous man and sparks fly …

Erotic fantasy romance from Siren Publishing and Elodie Parkes

 

Advance teaser:

The space between them pulsed, making Simi feel as if he actually pressed against her. The atmosphere suddenly laden with sexual tension, Simi stared down at the parquet floor as she led Jason down her apartment hall to the living room. She stopped and turned to him. He loomed in front of her like a magnet of pure sexual temptation. She dropped her bag by the coffee table and unbuttoned her overcoat. She dared to look into his eyes as she slid the coat off.

“Let me take your coat. The heating is on. We’ll get warm quickly now.” Her voice shook a little.

Jason took his overcoat off and handed it to her with a smile in his eyes.

“Thank you.”

“Sit down. I’ll take these and put some coffee on, or would you like a glass of wine? I think I have some bourbon, too.”

His voice low, he slowly sat on the end of the sofa as he answered, “Coffee is very welcome.”

She practically ran to the coat stand that was halfway down the hall near her kitchen door. She pulled her business suit jacket off and hung that there, too. With a little skip into the kitchen, Simi put coffee on. She left it to percolate and walked back to the living room. With every step, the need to be held against Jason’s muscled chest again grew, until when she saw him sitting quietly on the sofa, her heart gave a huge flip.

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Cafe in the Park by Elodie Parkes

Cafe in the Park by Elodie Parkes
Sizzling contemporary romance with paranormal threads
Publisher: Siren Bookstrand

 

Café in the Park

When Emily joins a dating agency, she never expects to meet someone like Chris. Everything she ever hoped for in a man, he’s special in more ways than one. Their intense attraction to each other is fueled by their shared loneliness. Will Emily find out his shocking secret when someone from his past comes back to haunt him?

How can love blossom, when someone is trying to tear them apart?

This is erotic, contemporary romance that sizzles. It has paranormal and suspense threads. Siren has classified it as ‘sexstreme’ so you can expect it to be hot.

 

Inspiration behind the story:

After seeing a number of new advertisements for a leading matching site, into my head dropped the idea of a lonely woman who joins a dating site and actually meets her dream man.

I couldn’t let him be a normal man, because I don’t really believe in the reality of internet dating. (smiles)

Chris Donato, my hero, had to be different, a fantasy, a paranormal character, so that I could use the idea at all.

I’ve always been interested in ancient history and know a few legends that have grown up around sacred sites across the world. I combined a legend about a lost Roman legion and a legend from Native Americans to form the basis for why Chris Donato is what he is.

The premise still remains vague within the story because he must retain an air of mystery.

I always fall in love with my characters. Chris, and Emily, my heroine, are very loveable. Emily is so recognizable, a pretty, intelligent woman, longing for love and yet without the environment to find it. Chris is the quintessential paranormal hero, a mystery, an enigma, and yet desperate for love because of his life experiences. He’s also a modern hero, a singer and guitar player in a rock band, and a competent businessperson. He’s sexy, kind, gorgeous, adorable, and something else…

 

Parking was at a premium, and it took some time to find a spot. She had to walk back down the street for a good way to the bar. Her stilettos clattered on the sidewalk as she sped up her pace. She wanted to be in the audience when Chris came on stage.

Surprised there was no queue, she stepped up to the door and offered payment.

The guy in the booth taking the entrance fee looked her up and down.

“Name?”

Emily was stunned for a few seconds. Then she shrugged and answered. “Emily McKenzie, why?”

He grinned. “Right answer. In you go, no charge. Chris said you’d get here about ten.”

Emily raised her eyebrows. “Have you asked every woman that’s rocked up in the last ten minutes their name?”

The guy shook his head. “You fit the description. The band will be on any second.”

Emily went through the black double swing-doors into the bar.

The darkness enveloped her. There was no smoke, but the air was pungent with different perfumes and tangy with alcohol as people passed close to her.

Her eyes adjusted, and she made her way through the crowded dance floor to the front rows of people, just as the band came on stage.

She saw Chris instantly. He looked great, dressed in a black T-shirt and jeans. His hair ruffled back, and his Wayfarers on, he strode on stage carrying his guitar. Lights played on the band as the lead singer and Chris stepped up to a microphone.

“Good evening.”

The crowd murmured. A collective wave of bodies swayed forward.

Emily felt as if she’d never heard his voice, never seen him before. He was different, cool, composed, charming the crowd with just those words.

Everyone waited, the atmosphere charged with anticipation, and then the music started.

Emily watched in awe. They were excellent. Both the lead singer and Chris complemented each other perfectly. She didn’t recognize the song, and then they covered a hit she recognized. She loved the way Chris moved. His hips, his long legs, and the angle of his jaw captured her gaze. He was so gorgeous she could hardly believe he’d been in her arms in her bed that morning.

As the band finished a third song, he stared right at her. He must see me. She smiled, not really believing he could see her in the darkness. He smiled back at her. Her heart lifted. A swell of happiness brought more smiles to her face. He can see me. She raised her hand slightly in a little wave.

Copyright Elodie Parkes, 2014, Siren Publishing, All Rights Reserved

 

About Elodie:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Hot Ink PressMoon Rose PublishingEternal PressSecret CravingsEvernightSiren and Ra Jones Anthology

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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The Summer Heat by Elodie Parkes

Thank you for inviting me to your blog to talk about my new Evernight Publishing release, ‘The Summer Heat’.

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A ménage romance two guys and a girl, this is erotic, contemporary romance that sizzles.

When lifelong friends Nate and Evan watch the arrival of a new neighbor, they never expect to find their friendship rocked by the lovely Annabel who moves into the empty house next door.

Annabel likes both Nate and Evan the moment she meets them. As they all grow close, will she be forced to choose between these gorgeous men?

 

Read an Excerpt from ‘The Summer Heat’

 An hour later, when only the big carton in her study remained to unpack, the doorbell rang. A lurch of anticipation tightened her stomach. She took a deep breath and went to open the door on shaky legs. Calm down, she told herself.

Nate and Evan stood side by side on the doorstep. They’d obviously showered. Their hair still wet, Evan’s curled enticingly at the ends around his ears. They wore fresh T-shirts and board shorts, showing off muscular chests, arms, and legs.

A wave of complete desire left Annabel weak as she looked from one to the other.

“Come in.” Her voice wavered as nerves took over. She opened the door wide.

They walked in smiling.

Nate turned to close the door for her. His hand brushed hers.

A sexual charge from the connection forced her eyes closed for a second. She pulled herself together. “Do you want to go down to the kitchen? I’ve got cold beer and some juice. How did the tree stump digging go? Did you get it out?” She knew she gabbled, but couldn’t help it. Their nearness set her heart beating fast again. Her initial confidence when she’d met them was gone in the face of just how hot they were. Suppose they have girlfriends already and are just being neighborly? Suppose they don’t find me attractive in that way? Then she read the expression in his eyes when she offered Evan a bottle of beer. He likes me just fine. She touched her fingertips to his as she gave him the cold bottle. Rivers of sensation ran up to her elbow, and her thighs clenched involuntarily but deliciously.

Annabel turned her attention to Nate. “Beer, Nate?”

He nodded, and his eyes darkened at her as he came forward to take the drink.

Wow, he likes me. The thought brought a smile, and she sparkled at them both. “I’ll just get a glass of juice, and then we can go to the back room. It’s more comfortable there. We can sit and you can tell me all about the town. Have you lived here long?”

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014, Evernight Publishing, All rights reserved

 

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About Elodie:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Hot Ink PressMoon Rose PublishingEternal PressSecret Cravings, Evernight, and Siren.

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Candy Hearts and The Flower Box by Elodie Parkes

Thank you for inviting me to the blog today with my new release romance books.

The Flower Box and Candy Hearts are released very close together, February 7 and 14 by Hot Ink Press.

Contemporary, erotic romance, and without my usual twist of paranormal, fantasy or magic, I’ve enjoyed writing these love stories. They are both Valentine’s Day oriented stories, but can be read anytime. Although they fit into the category of erotic romance, because the bedroom door is open, they are classic romance stories with happy endings.

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The Flower Box (February 7) Novella

Alice longs for love. Oliver wants to give her flowers and candy until he thinks she has another lover. Will his jealously drive him away from Alice or straight into her arms?

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Candy Hearts (February 14) a Hot Ink Single

Tom found a new job, but can he find love?

Working in a surf coast hotel seems like the remedy for his previous unhappiness, but as Valentine’s Day approaches, Tom realizes he’s lonely, and looks around for someone to love.

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Characters Interview: Today we have Oliver and Alice from ‘The Flower Box’.

Alice: Hi, thank you for inviting Oliver, and me. It’s going to be such fun talking with you.

So let’s start.

Alice, would you like to tell the readers about how you and Oliver met? 

Alice: We met on the high street in the shop I work in didn’t we Oliver? 

Oliver: We did meet face to face then, but I’d seen her before. I liked her as soon as I saw her. That was before we actually met. I’d seen her around shall we say. I don’t want to give spoilers. 

Alice: That’s true, but I wanted you right away. I could hardly take my eyes off you and watched you walk away up the street.

Oliver: Did you? I didn’t know that. I’m pleased.

Smiles. He leans across and kisses Alice, then keeps hold of her hand. 

Oliver, can you describe when you first knew you were in love with Alice?

Oliver: It was weird for me. I couldn’t admit it to myself. When I thought I was losing her I realized. I think Alice loved me right away. Did you Alice?

Alice: I knew I wanted to make love with you, but I felt such a strong attraction to you I think I might have loved you right away. Then I knew the first time we made love, it was sex that turned into making love. For me anyway. Although I liked him the moment I saw him, in the flower shop. I wanted those arms around me right away.

She leans across and kisses him this time. I better ask another question since now they are starting to get a little heated. 

What’s one thing you might have changed about your story?

Alice: Nothing, since it’s the real story. Although I’ve never been happy with my name, and that I’m not very tall. I would have liked a more exciting name, but I know the author wanted a name that could belong to anyone. There are so few ‘Storms’ around. (smiles) 

Oliver: Your name suits you. You’re pretty and sweet. As for me changing the story, I can’t think of anything that isn’t the real story. 

So what’s hot about the story?

Oliver: The steam rises from the love scenes. I think the way Alice responds to me is great.

Alice: I think it’s the way you talk dirty to me.

Oliver: Do I?

Now Alice is stroking his arm, okay time for an excerpt. 

How about you both choose a snippet from the book to share? 

Alice: It has to be a hot scene for me, what about you Oliver?

Oliver: I think so, the hotter the better. (Grins)

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Excerpt from The Flower Box 18+

She pressed her neck against his face as he sucked.

He pulled her skirt up around her waist and kissed up to her ear. “I want you,” he whispered into her ear and she gasped. Oliver pushed her pantyhose down around her thighs. He kissed her lips, and felt her part them to moan as he slid his hand between her legs. She was wet and his cock jerked. His breath came in short gasps as he pushed two fingers into her pussy. The feel of her inner muscles around his fingers sent a spike of sensation through his cock. He thought he’d come right then as his hips thrust in response to her opening her legs wider for his hand. He murmured against her mouth. “You feel so good. I can’t wait to get you home.”

Alice kissed him. “Let’s go. I’m desperate for you.”

Her words made his cock leak. He wondered if he could make it to her car. He took his fingers from her pussy and lingered with his fingertips against her clit.

She held his shoulders and kissed him hard.

Oliver took his fingers from her clit and rested his face against hers. “Sorry, Alice, does anyone else use this path?”

Her voice was low as she answered against his cheek. “Not usually.”

He hugged her. “That’s good.” He moved from her

She made a little sound as he pulled her pantyhose up.

He held her face and kissed her tenderly. “Let’s go.”

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014

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Link to buy The Flower Box: http://a-fwd.com/asin-com=B00IA7OUWO

Find link to buy Candy Hearts on Elodie’s blog on February 14.

About the author:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, and Evernight.

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

Find Elodie online: Blog  Tumblr  Facebook  Twitter  Google +  Pinterest  YouTube  Amazon USA  Amazon UK  Smashwords  Barnes and Noble  ARe  Bookstrand  Evernight  Manic Readers  The Romance Reviews