Thursday, January 14, 2016

From the lovely @ElodieParkes, take An Unusual Vacation #erotic #romanticsuspense from Evernight Publishing

Hi, thank you for inviting me to your blog to talk about my latest book from Evernight Publishing
An Unusual Vacation
I originally expected this story to be a short, but as the plot developed and the characters took over, the story grew and grew, and still there’s more to tell, because one of the supporting characters, Connor, is going to have his own story.
Dominic Carr, my hero and Michelle Vega, my heroine, couldn’t be more different, but they are instantly drawn to each other and the resulting passion between them is intense. Dominic’s hopes are high, making him vulnerable. Michelle is involved in a dangerous lifestyle far removed from Dominic’s, but she’s lonely. This opens her up to taking chances when she meets Dominic.
I love water, rivers, and the ocean. They have their own very special atmosphere, and I wanted to flavor the story setting with the sounds, and smells of sun drenched harbor towns, wide rivers and boats, to provide contrast with the suspense element of the story.
When you read the story and Dominic sails away on vacation. Think Monterey or the marinas in the Caribbean or the Florida keys. The sky is Grecian blue, the air and water sparkles. There’s the smell of salt and sea, and wheel of seagulls as the couple walk on the quay together.

At thirty-two Dominic Carr thinks it’s time he met a girl he could love. He’s tired and jaded from his high power job, and hoping that this summer’s vacation will be refreshing. When he sees Michelle Vega in the art gallery of a harbor town he visits, her long legs in pink couture shorts grab his attention.
Michelle Vega has everything to hide except her beauty and her instant attraction to Dominic. She’s not on vacation as she visits the gallery—more like on business.
As the two of them fall into a hot romance, Dominic is sure Michelle could be ‘the one,’ but Michelle is filled with doubt when she considers how he might react to discovering her secrets.
When Michelle’s business takes a dangerous twist Dominic finds he’s pulled into a perilous situation.
Will this be a test of his love or the finish of it?
4 and a half sparkling stars from Manic Readers
 "Every time I think I have Parkes figured out, she imagines a story that is purely different from what I expected. "

Read an excerpt: Dominic sees Michelle for the first time

A sunbeam slanted through the skylight as if aiming for Dominic’s face. He opened his eyes and rolled away from the bright shaft of light. His head safely on the other side of the pillow, Dominic checked the time on his cell phone that lay on the bedside unit. The day looked beautiful through the cabin window as he sat up and swung his legs onto the floor. He pulled on a T-shirt over his boxers and padded into the galley to make coffee. Dominic went up on deck and took his cup of coffee with him. The clear, blue sky and the sun-dappled water brought a smile to his face. The marina around his berth was already full of life, and he sat to watch a fabulous motor yacht edge out of a berth and move majestically into deeper water. Hunger drove him to shower and dress. He had food in the fridge to cook, but Dominic knew there was a great café in this town next to an art gallery and he meant to visit both that morning.
Mellowed by the blueberry pancakes he’d eaten, the sun on his shoulders as he sat at one of the café’s outdoor tables lifted his spirits. Summer scented the air and Dominic took a deep breath. I needed this change. It feels as if I’ve suddenly entered the real world
His thoughts made him grin as he paid the bill, and left the café. The art gallery, a door down, was showing several local artists’ work and the traveling exhibition on loan from a private collector housed a number of Monet paintings Dominic wanted to see. He’d never thought about joining the art world himself, but Dominic liked to look. It gave him a sense of peace.
A poster on the revolving door proclaimed there was a small fee that week because of the Monets. The gallery had two floors. The rooms were long, stretching back in the deceptively spacious building, with padded benches placed at intervals for people to sit and absorb the art. Dominic donated at the plastic box attached to the screen midway down the first floor of the gallery designating the entrance to the special exhibition. He wanted to see that first.
Over an hour later, Dominic left the Monet exhibition, and wandered along to the top room of the art gallery. He saw the young woman the moment he reached the top of the stairs. She sat part way down the left hand side, on one of the blue benches. Dominic couldn’t tear his gaze away as he edged closer to where she sat. She wore a pale-pink suit jacket and her glossy hair fell down her back, almost to her waist. Her lightly tanned legs were bare and she wore bright pink, high-heeled pumps. Dominic couldn’t see a skirt. Intrigued, he stopped at the painting adjacent to the one she sat in front of, and cast a secret glance at her. Shorts, mmm, she’s beautiful. He passed behind the bench trying to ascertain if she wore a wedding ring. Luck gave him a perfect opportunity as she moved her hair from her face, giving him a delightful view of a naked wedding band finger and her lovely profile. Dominic’s heart raced. Surprise at his reaction to the young woman gripped him, and he walked rapidly across the width of the gallery to stand before an ocean scene and try to collect his swirling thoughts.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2015 Evernight Publishing
About Elodie
I’m a writer who is in love with happy endings. Currently based in the UK but thinking about joining the next flock of birds I see heading south for the winter.
I love: music, art, flowers, trees, the ocean ...
I work with antiques by day and words by night.
Like a vampire, darkness is my friend, that’s when the silence is only broken by an occasional hoot of owls in the woodlands opposite my current home, and I write.
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Wednesday, January 13, 2016

On the blog #wolf #shifter release from guest author @clare_dargin 'Wolf's Blade'

Samantha Dixon rescues a wounded wolf shifter in the woods near her home … and unwittingly gets drawn into a dangerous game of cat and mouse with a murderer. Callum Blake is on the trail of an evil man who would be king of all wolf kind, no matter the cost … it’s up to Callum to stop him. How can Callum fulfill his duty to protect his pack and save the woman who is destined to be his mate?

Wolf's Blade
Author Clare Dargin
Series The Paladins
Book # 1
Genre Contemporary, Paranormal, Shifters, Wolves
Heat Level 4
Words 32,000
Content Notes Intense, Extreme Violence, Non-Sexual Physical Assault
Publication Date 12/28/2015


Callum Blake growled and grabbed his forearm. He opened his clenched fist as the nails on his hand morphed into long dark claws. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as he fought the urge to shift. He pounded the tree and glanced up at the night sky and prayed in agony to the wolf goddess. He pleaded for help. He’d take anything she had to offer if it would provide even the smallest amount of relief.
Nothing. The pain continued. He shook his head and grimaced in an attempt to remove the fog that was starting to shroud his mind. He silently cried out to her again.

Why are you silent? You’re the reason I took this mission and now you’re allowing me to suffer?
His frustration mingled with his physical pain, adding to his misery. The beast fought its way to the surface. He opened his mouth and howled. A mixture of a roar and a yell, it relieved some of the tension within him, but it did not drive away the urge to shift. Leaning against the tree, he dug his claws into the bark, burrowing deep grooves as he exerted his strength against the muscle contraction. His pulse pounded in his ears as sweat poured down on his face. Unlike his wolf self who resided peacefully inside of him, his lycan did not have the same kind of placating nature. It yielded only to the strongest of commands exerted to it from his mind. It was supposed to live in harmony just as his inner wolf, but it refused.

For wolf shifters, their human and wolf self were like two individuals abiding in one nature. One innately human, sharing some of the same abilities and desires as regular people only with keener senses and more powerful instincts. The other, their wolf side was wild and untamed. It acted on a gut responses, using its innate sixth sense to interact with the world around it. The wolf freely gave into its passions, choosing strength and cunning over calculated reasoning.

The lycan, however, was a being whose nature lived far beyond that of the wolf. Not present in all wolf shifters, it was like a curse of their wolf self causing them to revert to a primitive version of their wolf self. Acting on impulse and rage, the lycan did not use reason or soft emotions like joy, love, and happiness, it understood violence.

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Author Bio

Clare Dargin is a multi-published romance author. She has written for several publishers in different genres, including erotic romance, military romance, contemporary, paranormal, and sci-fi. She lives in the mid-west, and when not surfing the web, she is hard at work writing her next romance novel. You can find her on Facebook, Twitter, Google Plus, and Amazon.

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Monday, January 11, 2016

Alison Mello drops by the blog with Learning to Love 3, Found my Love #eroticromance

Found My Love – is the third book in the Learning to Love Series.
Found My Love is the third book in the Learning to Love series and is Chase and Tracey’s story.
Theresa is a single mom afraid to love. She was never married her ex Kyle but he does pick up their daughter once in a while, so he is still in her life.
Chase and Theresa meet in book two when Theresa shows up to Abby’s engagement party late. Chase spots her and has this instant pull to her, so he walks up to her and introduces himself. They hit is off that night and exchange numbers, but Theresa is being shy and wants to take it slow. He is willing to go at her pace as long as she is committed to him.
Will Chase be able to stick it out when Kyle stops showing up to take Katie making it hard for them to have alone time? He says he wants to take care of them but she needs his help with Katie because her father falls ill will he step up to the plate or run out the door.

Adult Excerpt
“I’m not going to fuck you tonight T. Not until I know you are ready, but I will take care of you.”
He kisses and bites at my hips and then moves back to my belly and up to my breasts, while his hand roams down into my panties. His fingers slide between my folds and he groans, “My god woman you are so wet for me.” He takes my juices and rubs them over my hardened nub. I swear I am going to combust. It is sensory overload, his lips on my body, his hands now buried deep inside me and his rock hard cock pressed into my hip. My hips are grinding into his hand and it feels so good, but I don’t know how to tell him I can’t come that way. I have never had a vaginal orgasm.
“Chase,” I moan, “stop a minute.”
“What’s wrong baby,” he looks at me full of concern.
“I don’t know how to say this,” I pause as my cheeks heat from embarrassment.
“What baby. No more hiding remember.” he says gently. “It’s just that I have never been able to, you know, come this way.”
He smiles at me and says “you have no need to be embarrassed baby. I will work on it with you, ok?” He winks at me, “I don’t want you to stress it ok?”
I nod as I bite my lip and he moves his hand back to my nub, I instantly start to feel the build of excitement as he rolls it around with his finger. I grind my hips and moan out in pleasure. He is nibbling my earlobe and whispers, “let it go baby!” After a few more moments he pinches it slightly and it sends me over.
“Oh Chase, that feels so good.” my legs have clamped shut on his hand as my entire body shakes. I must be louder than I realize because he covers my mouth with his to muffle the noise. He pulls away from kissing me removes his soaked fingers from my panties and sucks them clean.
I look at him wide eyed as he says, “you taste mighty fine, T.”

About the author

I am a wife and stay at home mom to two wonderful children. My family is my world and one of the reasons I started writing was so I could be home for them. I was born in raised in Massachusetts where I still live today with my amazing family.
After having my son fell in love with reading Contemporary Romance. As I started to read more, I started to notice things I really enjoyed in a book and things I didn’t and realizing what I didn’t enjoy really made me want to write more, so I literally woke up one morning and started writing.
I am so glad I started this writing journey and I hope you will stay with me for the ride. I will definitely be writing more in the future.

My Work:
Today is the release for Found My Love book three in the Learning to Love series. If you haven’t read book one and two I’ve listed the info for them below. I also listed one of the reviews for each of the first two books. You can check them out on Goodreads as well! I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoyed writing them. Stay tuned for more info because the final book in the series will be out January 12th! 

Sunday, January 10, 2016

A Covert Conquest, The Weathermen 7 from @RavennaTate and @evernightpub #eroticromance #newrelease

A COVERT CONQUEST - The Weathermen 7
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Evernight Publishing***
 When Rissa Kerry overhears harmful gossip about the CEO of the company she works for, she makes a phone call to Barclay Hampton. What follows is the adventure of a lifetime for Rissa as she becomes Barclay’s assistant in data recovery from a laptop that might reveal the hackers of The Madeline Project. But she never counted on falling in love with the CEO along the way. Will she become his next flavor of the month, or this is the real thing for Rissa and Barclay? Barclay is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth. They call themselves the Weathermen…


He stroked her palm, and when she didn’t pull her hand away, hope began to build. He wanted to push the emotion away and stop this, but he couldn’t. This girl had captivated him, and he was powerless in her presence. “Why do you say that? Why do you think you need to?” She gazed at him with dry eyes now, filled with clarify and purpose. “Because I’m ready to move on. I’m ready to start living again. I don’t want to dishonor his memory, but he’d want me to be happy and I’m not. I don’t mean in my work. I love my work. I mean…” He sighed because he knew exactly what she meant. “You mean you’re lonely, right? Your days are filled with meaningful things to do, but then at night, when the fake sun goes down, the dark creeps in and you wish you could change everything about your life, but you don’t know how or where to start.” She stared at him as if he had lobsters crawling on his face. “How did you do that?” she whispered. “How did you reach into my head and nail it, just like that?” “Because I feel the same way, Rissa.” “But … forgive me, but you’re in the tabloids constantly. You’re never without a date.” “It’s a ruse. I don’t want to be that person any longer.” She looked really uncomfortable, glanced at the pitcher, which was nearly empty, and pulled her hand out of his grasp. Then she pushed her margarita glass away. “Guess we’ve both had enough to drink.” “I’m not drunk. And I’m sorry if you feel I’ve said too much. You’re very easy to be with and talk to.” “You talk to people all the time, Barclay.” He took her hand again, unable to stop himself. He wanted this woman, and he knew she wanted him, too. He could feel it in the air, hanging between them, and it wasn’t the tequila talking. “Yes, I do, but there’s something about you that has me spellbound, Rissa.” She definitely wasn’t drunk, but then neither was he, and as she pulled her hand away again and rose, he realized he needed to tell her that. “Barclay, don’t misunderstand me. I’m grateful for the opportunity to work on this project with you, but I have no intentions of becoming your next conquest. I think we need to make some coffee or drink some water, or something. Then we should get back to work.” She picked up the pitcher and their glasses, and he followed her into the kitchen. “I’m not drunk.” “Good to know.” “Rissa, you want me as much as I want you.” He saw her back stiffen, and then watched her place the pitcher and glasses on the counter, but she didn’t turn to face him. “You do, don’t you?” He spoke softly now, not wanting to frighten her. “Not the point.” “It’s exactly the point.” “I’m not going to do this.” Her voice shook, but not from fear. She was as aroused as he was. “Why not?” “I told you.” “I don’t want to conquer you. I just want to make love to you.” “You don’t even know me.” “You’re worked for me almost a year. I do know you.” She finally turned to face him, and his damn dick was so hard now it was painful. The look on her face made him want to hold her for the rest of his life. “The last man I had sex with was Harry. That was over seven years ago.” He hadn’t expected that. Barclay’s feet finally worked, and he moved toward her slowly. When he reached where she stood, he resisted the urge to simply pull her into his arms. Instead he placed a hand on each shoulder, and the shaky intake of her breath tugged at his heart. She blinked against wet eyes again, and he hoped like hell it wasn’t because she suddenly wished she was anywhere but here. “Then I will be very, very careful.”