He bent his head to be even closer to her as she stayed there stilled under his hand and his gaze. #romance #PNR #teaser @HotInkBooks

The Old Star
 She was looking for new office space...but it found her…what’s hidden in this spooky place?

Blurb:
When Cathy Faraday goes out from her office to buy morning tea, a set of circumstances send her on a different route from the one she would normally take. Waiting on a street unknown to her is a house. Old and left to fade away the house looks shabby against its neighbors. The whole row of houses are now offices and Cathy sees a ‘for let sign’ outside the place. Something draws her to the house. Someone watches from the third floor window.
Cathy applies to rent the building to expand her dating agency business. As she begins to make it ready, the house reveals its secrets.
Erotic paranormal romance, set in contemporary England this story will haunt you.

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Owen heard the door to the room open and spun around.


Cathy walked in, hesitantly.

Owen strode to her, so pleased to see her, he couldn’t stop a huge smile forming on his face. “Cathy, I hoped I’d see you before you left. How did it go with the locksmith, all fixed?” He stopped close to her and looked into her eyes. ‘She’s very pretty. I’d like to get a kiss from her today.’

“Curiously, the locksmith told me there’s nothing wrong and the lock is new. He thinks that I haven’t been locking it properly, but I know I have.” She frowned.

Owen felt like kissing the frown away, or at least smoothing it away with his thumb. He smiled. “What about Alfred Parr has he had trouble with it?” Owen was just interested in keeping Cathy talking and close, but he’d sparked something in her mind.

She widened her eyes. “Hey, that’s true. When I first came here, I closed the door behind me after finding it ajar. It locked of course and stayed locked because Alfred used a key to get in and find me already here. That was the same today … weirdly the door was locked okay when the locksmith arrived…”

Owen watched her consider this. He desperately wanted to establish something between them to make her want to see him the next day. Ordinarily he’d ask a girl out, but he couldn’t do that could he? He launched into flirting.

“You have such lovely eyes, Cathy. I hope that’s okay to say. When you frowned I felt like smoothing it away.” He gave her a practiced look laden with promise.

Cathy gazed at him.
Her eyes betrayed her. He could touch her and she’d accept it. He took a deep breath and slowly put out his hand to hold her face. He smoothed the place a frown had been.

“I guess you have someone in your life waiting for you to get home. You wouldn’t want to stay a while and talk to me about your plans for the place.” He kept his voice low and looked at her lips. It was no hardship. He felt an overwhelming urge to kiss her. He bent his head to be even closer to her as she stayed there stilled under his hand and his gaze.
‘She has to be attracted to me. She has to be, or she’d have shaken off my touch and be backing away.’

“I don’t have anyone, special that is. I’d like to stay a while.”

Owen moved so slowly he felt as if he’d entered some dream state, but he reached her lips with his, and holding her face gently, he kissed her. Her lips were soft and she returned his kiss. It felt so good he couldn’t pull away as he intended. He brought his other hand to her head and ran his fingers into her hair to hold her. He kissed her until he felt weakened. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but he liked it. His cock was hardening. That felt good, too.
He drew back a little from Cathy’s face to look into her eyes. He saw her open them.
“Cathy I … I...” He had no idea what he wanted to say next. The need to keep kissing her ate at him.

She smiled a little and then put her arms around his neck and began to kiss him.

Owen received the kisses all over his face, and then as she reached his lips, he crushed her to his body and took over the kiss. He licked along the seam of her lips, and then bit the bottom one softly as she opened her mouth for him. A spike of desire tore through his body and completed his erection as he slid his tongue against hers. He ground his hard cock against her and moved his hands to cup her ass keeping her there. She wasn’t fighting. She was moving in little thrusts against him and it felt incredible. As he left her lips to kiss down her neck he vaguely thought, ‘This feels so fucking good … I don’t remember ever feeling so turned on.’
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He grinned as he took in the sight of her soft ass in her cutoff jeans #midweektease #romance @ElodieParkes

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from Love at First Sigh
Love at First Sigh
Two sizzling contemporary romance stories

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?

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?



Griffen Fox drew a deep breath as he watched Sara walk down the hall to her office. He grinned as he took in the sight of her soft ass in her cutoff jeans. Made for grabbing … she’s made for fucking. Pretty, beautiful eyes, lips that make you want to bite them hard as you ram her onto your cock. Damn, Griff, that’s a little over the top, get a grip, and start work. 

He opened the front door, clicked up the catch so that it wouldn’t lock him out, and went to his truck. An old F500, he’d covered the tray top and made space there for tools and supplies. It proved a good workhorse. Griffen calculated the time it would take to do the jobs in the house … not long really. They were pesky jobs, but not hard or time consuming, as in taking a week, unless he strung them out. He’d be there most of the day and one more morning. He looked back at the house from his vantage point on the gravel drive. It’s a nice place. She seems to live there alone. What’s a lovely woman like that doing with no man in her life? Maybe there is one. Maybe I’ll ask her.


Griffen took his tools and supplies into the house and started work. He hummed as he worked. He thought about Sara as he rehung the backyard gate. He liked the way her nipples peaked in that tight, white T-shirt, before she covered them up. She’d gazed hungrily at him, too. There was something needy about her that made him want to pick her up, crush her to his body, kiss her tenderly, and then fuck her hard. Fuck away that fleeting sadness in her eyes. Fuck a smile onto that pretty face. Have those delicate fingers of hers curl around my cock … have those full lips suck it. Hell, I’m getting an erection. I’d like to kiss her. I like her. I do. I bet she tastes sweet.

He jumped when her voice interrupted his thoughts.

“I’m making coffee. Would you like a cup?”

She stood behind him and he turned. The sunlight caught her hair and lit it up with golden streaks. Her T-shirt skimmed the top of her low riding, cutoff jeans. Griffen stared at the flat expanse of stomach on display as she reached up and plucked a few dead twigs off the young tree nearby. He ran his tongue along his top lip as he saw the muscles in her thighs tighten when she stood on tiptoe. She’s lovely… Her nearness made him shake a little.

“I’d love a cup of coffee, thank you.” He steadied his voice, and followed her to the kitchen.

He stood as close as possible without being scary as she made the coffee. The soft part of her shoulder teased him as the scoop neckline of her T-shirt fell away. He wanted to suck on that satiny skin. He watched her and cast away any reservations. His cock already half-erect, his balls ached a little because his stomach clenched every time he caught sight of her nipples. They tantalized him through the white fabric. She’s not wearing a bra.

“There’s no one who could have helped with some of this work, no brother or boyfriend?” Griffen took his chance. He put his fingers over hers as she handed him the mug of coffee. The contact with her skin sent a jolt of desire right up his arm. His stomach tightened again so fast he stifled a groan. He shifted slightly so that she wouldn’t see his erection as she stepped away. The look on her face told him she’d felt something too when their hands brushed.

Her voice almost a whisper, she answered, “No one, at all.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes, Hot Ink Press
5* Readers' favorite
Elodie Parkes has given us two tales of instant attraction that can bloom into something more in Love at First Sigh.  Parkes produces amazing chemistry in just a few lines and lets us see a strong bond that developed during what was supposed to be a brief sexual fling.
 Elodie Parkes is brilliant at illustrating the push and pull of their burgeoning feelings while continuing to succumb to their lust. In just a few short pages she was able to bring out hot love scenes, deeper emotions and insecurities to create a full story.
Love at First Sigh is a great fun day at the beach type of read. There are plenty of amazing love scenes, witty banter and enough lust to set the pages on fire. Short, sweet and to the point is what these stories are, but they are truly memorable.

Kiss kiss from An Unusual Vacation @evernightpub @elodieparkes #romance #adventure #midweektease

Dominic held back from holding Michelle’s hand, although he desperately wanted to touch her again. The intense and unexpected pleasure that zoomed through his stomach into his cock when she shook his hand teased him. He wanted that again. He waited at the stairs to go down to the exhibit so Michelle might go ahead of him.

As she passed in front of him, he instinctively moved to place his hand in the middle of her back, but couldn’t allow himself the contact. He breathed in the soft perfume of her hair as it swung in a heavy fall when she turned her head to gaze into his eyes.

The unspoken invitation in her expression gave him courage and he quickly stepped to be close beside her. At the bottom of the stairs, he took her hand to walk to the area of the gallery where the paintings hung. Pleasure shot through him both from her smile of acceptance at his touch, and from the contact with her soft skin.

He barely saw the paintings this time around. He watched Michelle smile and exclaim delight at the color and light in the artwork. He soaked up her touch as she held his arm or his hand. Dominic’s imagination ran riot. Michelle made his heart beat faster. He imagined being in bed with her, naked, kissing her hard, hearing her moan as she came. His gaze settled on her shapely thighs as she went ahead of him to the final painting in the exhibition. Those shorts were great. Made of a different fabric from the jacket, but almost the same color, along with her fuck-me heels, they made her look as if she’d stepped off the cover of a magazine. She’s so beautiful.

She turned to him and smiled.

His stomach clenched. He walked to her. I have to keep her in my life, at least for a little while. “Will you have coffee with me? There’s a good café next door. I’d like to talk with you. Do you live here in town? Do you have time for coffee?”

Michelle’s expression told him she was going to say yes, before she answered. “I’d love to have coffee with you.” She held out her hand.

Dominic took it and led her from the gallery.

Her heels clicked on the pavement. The bright umbrellas over the tables at the café fluttered in the warm, gentle breeze. Everything appeared brighter, lighter, and more hopeful. Dominic pulled out a chair for Michelle. He ached to kiss her ear, revealed as she sat and pushed her hair over her shoulder. He sighed without knowing it as he drew away to take a seat opposite her so that he could gaze at her.

“That was a big sigh. Is everything okay?” Tenderness filled her voice and that’s when Dominic knew for sure the deep attraction he felt was mutual.

“Everything is perfect. I’m happy we met. So, do you live in town?” Greedy for information about her, he leaned forward and shifted the small pot of flowers to one side from where it sat in the middle of the table.

“I don’t live here. I’m on vacation. What about you?”

“Me, too. I’m on vacation. I sailed here from the city yesterday. My yacht, or I should say, my dad’s yacht, is in the marina.”

A server showed up at the table. With coffee ordered, Dominic wanted more information.

“How long are you staying here?”

Michelle hesitated for a moment. “Well … I haven’t decided.” Her eyes darkened at him as she leaned closer into the shade of the umbrella.

Dominic read in her eyes what was unspoken. She’ll change her plans for me … wow.

Copyright Elodie Parkes , Evernight Publishing 

From Evernight Publishing, erotic romance, suspense, intrigue, and a gorgeous love story
4 and a half stars from Manic Readers
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.
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?



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Clip my Wings
erotica, contemporary romance with a sprinkle of magic

Gorgeous Drew loves the ladies. One hot New Orleans summer his life of fun and romance is about to change.

Marianne owns and runs a new age shop. She sells her spells and potions
aware of Drew's conquests and sometimes she wishes he'd look her way.
Magic is in the air. A series of events will unfold that changes everything.
An erotic romance, full of sex, romance and magic, this short story will delight.




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Drew was almost at the end of the tour he’d conducted that afternoon. He’d answered the usual questions about the reason the graves were above ground because of the high water table. He’d talked about the rumors of spooks and black magic and, all the while, he’d given signals to the two young women in the group, a blonde and a redhead, and that was the way he thought of them later as he fucked them.
The women gave him signals too. I like you. I want you.
He flashed his eyes. I’m hard for you … only you. Meet me after the tour. He waited at the gates for them to stop, linger nearby, and then he’d swoop.
“Hi, you’re still here.” He treated them to his gorgeous smile. “Let me guess. You’re not sure how to get back to base, or you’re hoping I know where to get ice cream.” He looked at them, giving his silent approval, his desire rippling in his balls.
The young women smiled. Their eyes darkened at him. Their gaze traveled over his body. One even stared openly at his crotch.
Drew recognized the looks they gave him. They were out to get him—both of them, and it was going to be easy. His cock stirred, and as one girl eyed his jeans zipper, a bulge formed there. Drew gave the young women a sweet look.
“I have ice cream at my place.”
As he drove to Marianne’s house where he lived, the girl in the passenger seat unzipped his jeans, and stroked his cock into a huge erection. The girl seated behind him sucked on his earlobe. Drew forced himself to concentrate on the traffic. His cock leaked. The young woman smeared the soft liquid around the helmet head, and Drew gasped his appreciation.
He never asked their names. He brought them to his bedroom and stripped each one in turn, taking his fill of pleasure from sucking and kneading the blonde one’s breasts as the redhead sucked his cock. The rush of need for an orgasm crashed through him.
He finger-fucked the blonde until she came, groaning into his mouth. He laid her on the bed and turned his attention to the redhead. His cock was so hard, and leaking so much, he expected to lose it any second and spurt his seed up his stomach. He kissed her mouth once, turned her, bent her over the bedside chest, and took her from behind. His hips hammered as he grasped her soft ass. Her moans drifted through the fugue of desire that gripped him. As she came, gasping and moaning, so did he with a massive thrust of his cock into her tight, wet pussy. He collapsed over her back and laid his head on her shoulder. The blonde smiled at him, as she lay propped on one elbow watching the show. Drew smiled right back at her.
He pulled out and found his jeans to drag on.
“That was so good, sweethearts, but I have to get back to work.”
They dressed, but the redhead wanted some communication.
“You never introduced yourself. At the start of the tour, you said you were our guide, but never told us your name.”
Through Drew’s mind ran the phrase, Hi, My name’s Drew and I’m a sex addict. Unexpectedly, a desire to be more than that, not to focus on just the sex, took hold in his heart. He told them his name and asked theirs.
“My name’s Drew. Tell me your names.” He sat on the edge of his bed and watched as they took turns to straighten their hair and replace lip-gloss. They spoke to his reflection in the freestanding mirror in the corner of his bedroom.
“I’m Sue,” the blonde one told him, combing her hair.
“I’m Bernadette.” The redhead grinned as she paused in applying the pink goop to her sex-rosy lips.
Drew liked that. “Hey, Bernadette suits you so well. It goes with that lovely red hair.”
She advanced on him and kissed him softly. “Thank you for the compliment. You’re very good-looking too, but I suppose you know that.”
Drew caught the expression on Sue’s face through the mirror. Amusement about something played at the corner of her mouth. She joined her friend to kiss him briefly.
“We need to go now. Lovely to meet you, Drew.” She took Bernadette’s hand and they walked to the door.
Drew followed and they clattered down the stairs to the hallway.
“I’ll drop you somewhere.” Drew reasoned he must have brought them a distance from their accommodation.
Bernadette turned to him. “No need. We know the area. We’ll walk.”
Sue gave Drew a secretive smile as Bernadette led her off along the sidewalk.

He shrugged, something’s going on there, but who cares, it’s a great afternoon. Hunger suddenly sent him to the fridge. He pulled out cold chicken, salad, and found bread rolls. He popped a piece of chicken into his mouth to eat as he made his meal.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2017
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