Showing posts with label Candle Magic Elodie Parkes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Candle Magic Elodie Parkes. Show all posts

Get your clothes off, now...#SexySnippet Sunday #lightmyfire

Jason caught her laughingly and kissed her. “Get your clothes off, now.”
She slid down his body. Her pussy already creamed and pulsed from the feel of his cock under her hand when she’d stroked him in the cab. Her fingers shook as she unbuttoned her coat and slipped it off. She pulled her sweater up over her head and threw it behind her. The way Jason quietly watched, his eyes darkening and his look becoming dangerously sexy, made her nipples stand out in peaks.

From Candle Magic, a Christmas must read.

Careful you don't catch fire with #ScintillatingSunday and 'Candle Magic' from @sirenbookstrand #eroticromance

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

8 #ScintillatingSunday sentences from Candle Magic
Careful you don't catch fire
“I want you. Stand up. Let me see you naked. Let me feel your hard body against me.”
Her words burned through him. He eased his hands away from her. He bit her hipbone in a sudden rush of raw sexual need and dragged her panties down to her ankles.
Simi stepped out of them.

Jason grasped her hips and turned her. He rubbed his face against her stomach and kissed her on the slit of her pussy before he stood. He drank in the sight of her standing before him in stockings and her barely-there bra.
Copyright Elodie Parkes


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Hanging out for summer with @Evernightpub #menage romance for #MWTease

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 the #MWTease
The Saturday morning sun blazed in the June sky. Heat shimmered off the sidewalk. Nate and Evan were the only people out in their front yards. The noise of their work tools were the only sounds, as not even the seagulls that often wheeled overhead ventured from the cool of the ocean yet.
Nate and Evan’s house was one of the largest in the rows of three story houses built along the river in a modern development unimaginatively called Riverside Mews. Narrow lanes that led to the river path separated the rows. Somehow, patches of white sand always settled on the paths, though the nearest beach was a mile away. Each house had its own river access, through a gate at the end of the back yard to a riverbank public path, but there was no boat access, no jetties. The public path wound along by the river from the seaside town close by and on into the countryside. The house to the right of Nate and Evan’s place was occupied by a small family, but the house to the left had been empty and for sale all year.
The roar of a large van engine broke the hot, morning silence as it turned into the street and thumped over each speed hump in the road, until it drew up in front of the empty house next door.
Nate gave the van a cursory glance, but Evan leaned on his spade and watched as two men leapt out of each side of the van. He read the name of a removal firm and their logo emblazoned across the side of the vehicle and discovered it was from a city in the north of the state. It piqued his interest, so he continued with his unashamed staring.
The men who’d alighted from the cab walked to the back of the van and opened its double doors, just as a pale blue, old model Mustang drove up and parked a short distance away.
A young woman got out of the Mustang.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Evernight Publishing All Rights Reserved

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Love and Kisses with the Mistletoe Blog Hop #romancebooks

We're celebrating Romance books in the Mistletoe Hop
I'm sharing from Candle Magic a magical love story to brighten winter days and soon to be released from Siren Publishing
Read an excerpt:

Simi hurried on past the huge fir tree decorated with bright white fairy lights. The seventh chime of twelve echoed out. A car suddenly sped by, sending a spray of icy water up onto the sidewalk and drenching her calves. The shock made her falter. One of her spike heels caught between pavers that had cracked in the summer. Simi fell as the heel broke off from the shoe and the last stroke of midnight faded away.
She didn’t reach the cold, hard pavers.
Two strong male hands grasped her waist, lifted her, and set her on her feet. A deep, attractive voice asked, “Are you okay? You’re not. You’re freezing and your shoe is broken. Let me help you. I’m here for you.” He held her shoulders, taking some of her weight as Simi limped to face her rescuer.
She looked up and into the eyes of a gorgeous man. Strands of his thick dark hair glistened in the light, thrown off by the strings of fairy lights threaded through the branches of the trees lining this part of the sidewalk. The sleet lent a sheen to these strands and lit him up as if he, too, was a Christmas decoration. Simi gazed at him. She drank in the perfect features of his face. Her eyes dipped to take in his obviously muscled body under his clothes. His overcoat hung open over a black suit. He wore a gleaming white shirt and a black bow tie. He’s perfect.
“I’m fine, thank you,” her voice scratched out.
He gave her a look just short of amused, but definitely disbelieving.
“I know otherwise. Please, it’s Christmas. Let me be here for you.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Siren Publishing All Rights Reserved


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