~ The Sexy Scribes ~: Elodie Parkes

Friday, December 19, 2014

Elodie Parkes Casts Some "Candle Magic"

My holiday treat today is Elodie Parkes! She sharing a taste of Candle Magic. I know you'll love it.

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

18+ teaser

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.

Want a little more? Here's another excerpt:

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.”

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Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Elodie Parkes "Love At First Sigh"

My guest today is the fabulous Elodie Parkes. I know you'll love what she has to share with us today.

Thank you for inviting me to your blog with my new Hot Ink Press release,

Love at First Sigh

The first thing people ask me concerning this release is about the title. They say ‘is that a typo, shouldn’t it be Love at First Sight?’ No, it’s not a typo (smiles). This book is a duo of red-hot contemporary romance stories, Pina Colada and Handy Hubby Hire. The stories feature a love at first sight thread, but initially it’s huge physical attraction to each other when the couples meet. They sigh with lust and then the romance develops.

Here’s the blurb for Handy Hubby Hire

Tired of the maintenance jobs mounting up in her house, Sara hires a handyman. She never dreams someone like Griffen Fox will show up to fix the faucets and back yard gate. Sparks fly, but will they lose their heart to each other?

And for Pina Colada

When Emma takes a long weekend vacation in a warm beach resort, she meets the very handsome Matt Tyler. They spend an idyllic few days together. Will this only be a holiday romance?

I wanted my male characters in the two stories to be very different personalities and yet still similarly alpha enough to go for the girl they wanted sexually right away.

Matt Tyler in Pina Colada is fun and almost dares the heroine, Emma, to engage in lust driven sex. He also gives her romantically exactly what she needs on her holiday break in the sun. Picture the white sandy beaches, the pale green almost transparent ocean, frangipani perfumed, warm night air and a drop-dead gorgeous man, who wants you…bad.

Griffen Fox in Handy Hubby Hire is visually a bad boy, muscled with a swirling black tattoo and an old truck. He’s capable and calm, but underneath the professional exterior simmers…sex…lust…red-hot desire for the heroine, Sara, as soon as he sees her.

He tells her what he’s going to do. He gives her what she’s longing for and then…something happens to him…something unexpected.

As the writer I like Matt very much, but Griffen, well, he’s an absolute darling.

I designed and produced the book cover using Handy Hubby Hire as the inspiration. It took some time tracing the stock photography of the truck and had other people in it, which I edited out and then I found my couple. I love this premise, with the sexy guy holding his lover up against him and nuzzling her neck. I hope it gives a feel for the originality of the stories, their heroes and heroines that could be you and the sexually charged atmosphere of hot summer encounters.

Pina Colada 18+

… Matt Tyler, good to meet you. I’ll sit here beside you if you don’t mind?” He picked up the blue towel, shook it out, and after placing it on the poolside tiles, sat down.

Emma didn’t answer. She watched him, mesmerized by the beauty of his sculpted body. She took a deep breath and let it out in an unconscious sigh of appreciation. His head now in line with her face, she stared into his dark blue eyes.

He smiled. “I’ve told you my name…so…”

He obviously wanted to know her name. She hurriedly told him.

“Emma Cooper, it’s nice to meet you.” As she spoke, she speculated if he could hear her heartbeat, if he glimpsed the longing in her eyes. She dropped her gaze. As much as she wanted a holiday romance, she had no idea how to initiate one. At twenty-five, I should be better at this.

She looked ahead at the shimmering pool. Mosaic dolphin decorations twined around the inner top. The water looked coolly seductive. Emma wondered if she could pass Matt to get to the pool and slide into the blue depth. She moved her legs to the side of the lounger and shuffled to give him the idea she needed to stand. She held the side of the sun lounger. The heated metal stung and she let go quickly. She fell forward a little, feeling foolish, shy, and needy.

A shock prickled up her thigh as Matt’s strong, brown hand took hold of her calf and he looked into her eyes. A wash of heated cream wet her pussy, as his fingers stroked the back of her leg. Her nipples peaked in the delicate, fabric triangles of her bikini top. The reaction her body produced to this guy overwhelmed Emma and she sat hypnotized by his blue gaze.

“Okay?” he asked. “Thought you were about to overbalance there.”

Emma ran her tongue over her top lip. “I’m going for a swim. Sorry I need to pass.”

Matt took hold of her hand.

She observed him actually check for a ring on her wedding band finger.

“Here you go.” He steadied her and pulled at the same time so that she could stand.

Emma had to pass him with her ass close to his face. She couldn’t do it, and took a step so that she passed facing him. Only when the mound of her pussy, in the pink fabric of her bikini, hovered a whisper away from his mouth, did she realize that wasn’t a good move. Hide my ass, but stuff my creaming pussy in his face. She cringed inside.

Matt let go of her hand and her calf, but with complete confidence, he slid his hand between her legs, high on her thighs.

Emma looked down into his mischievous smile. His fingertips sent shivers through her clit. Her pussy throbbed and drenched her bikini panties. Involuntarily her thighs clenched. Her face heated, a blush crept up her neck, as the only thing she could think of was having his fingers inside her pussy, stroking her clit, filling her, and pumping. She looked around…can anyone see this? No one seemed particularly interested in her. A man a couple of sun loungers away stroked his woman companion’s nipples, his fingers inside the cups of her bra-top. Emma’s breasts grew heavy, and she knew her nipples had to be poking out ready for a man to suck.

“I’m okay. Thanks,” she finally answered, and tore away from his grasp. His fingers trailed along the back of her thigh, and as she took a step toward the pool, he stroked just the once across her ass.

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 emporium by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.