Charity Parkerson's Blog
October 29, 2014
Sometimes even authors are left without words. Okay, so maybe not completely speechless. This is a blog post, after all. The thing is, sometimes I'm left speechless and humbled. This is one of those times. As a matter of fact, this whole year has been beyond description. For so many years, I was that person who always has their nose stuck in a book. I guess, in a manner of speaking, I still am that person. The love of reading is more of an addiction than affection. I spent a small fortune feeding my need for a new book boyfriend every day. One day, other people's worlds weren't enough for me any longer, and I began creating my own. I wish I could say that writing saved me from the poor house, and what I spent in buying books pales in comparison to what I've earned as an author, but I'd be lying. It doesn't matter. Not at all, because of times such as now. In comes the part where I'm moved beyond description because Cyborg: Books One and Two has been nominated for Best Book of the Year in Erotica and The Sexy & The Undead has been nominated for Best Book of the Year in Sci/fi-Fantasy. Best Book of the YEAR. That's huge. How can I go from describing the mirror world and cybertronics to explaining how that feels? It's in my gut and stinging the backs of my eyes. Humbled doesn't go anywhere near far enough at explaining this emotion sitting on my chest. Someone at BTS Magazine closed the cover on two of my books, and thought, "Wow! That's the best book I've read ALL YEAR." Since I have no words, here's my heart.
October 23, 2014
TITLE – Short Tales of Horror Part II AUTHOR – Regina Puckett GENRE – Horror PUBLICATION DATE – September 2, 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) 77 pages PUBLISHER – Punk & Sissy Publications COVER ARTIST – Ryan Jorgensen owns copyright on photo. Charity Parkerson put together the book cover.BOOK SYNOPSIS
Ours While Sheriff Wilson has no idea what really transpired the night twelve people were murdered in the old mental hospital during what was supposed to be a simple night of ghost hunting, he was at the scene moments after the lone survivor committed suicide. Now it’s a year later and a group of paranormal investigators want to set up a haunted house and invite the general public in that same abandoned mental hospital. How is he supposed to keep that many people safe from whoever or whatever killed the last group?
Silent Baby Screams Gwen doesn't understand why her husband resents their newborn baby so much, but she never suspects that one day she'll return home from work to discover their baby boy has simply vanished. What happens next is the stuff of nightmares.
Lucky Thirteen Thirteen black cats help keep watch over a bedridden, old lady. Sometimes the number thirteen is lucky but then again it might just depend on it who you are.
Pay Back There’s nothing usual about Jeremy waking up late for school, but on this particular morning something feels different. When he goes downstairs to face the music, he finds his grandmother waiting for him but no one else appears to be at home. Jeremy believes he’s caught a lucky break and his mother and father won’t get to know, but he soon discovers that not everything is as it seems. He finds he’ll have to face up to his mistakes, though, and maybe even suffer a little payback himself.
Slimmer Sandy loves her new boyfriend, but ever since they moved in together, Donald won’t get off her back about how much she eats. When he offers her a new miracle diet pill, she decides to try one just to shut him up. Unfortunately, there are unexpected side effects that take them both by terrifying surprise.
Sam I am The morning after moving into her dream home with her young daughter and husband, Paige learns that the three story, 18th century house might be haunted. She then finds that her daughter has a new imaginary friend called Sam I Am. It isn’t long before Paige’s perfect home turns into a living nightmare.[image error] BUY & TBR LINKS
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Ours “Something drained its battery. Sometimes that happens when a spirit is nearby. Why don’t you try asking Wallace a few questions? Maybe he likes men better than women. After all he only kidnapped, raped and killed little boys. “ There nothing Alan wanted less than to try and communicate with a dead serial killer but he had forced his way in with the group so the least he could do was try in fit in. “He liked little boy’s. I don’t think he’s going to be interested in my type. I’m a little old for his taste.” Rhonda didn’t say anything but continued to stare at him. He finally shrugged. “Why the hell not?” He turned toward the empty room and tried not to feel like a damn fool. It was a good thing none of his deputies could see him talking to a ghost. “If you’re with us, Wallace Webster, you should know the world’s a better place without you in it. You were the lowest form of scrum bag and I think it’s a damn shame you were granted the pleasure of dying of old age in here instead of getting the electric chair like you deserved.” Rhonda elbowed him. “Ask a question and stop antagonizing him.” Alan glared at her. “Fine.” He closed his eyes and tried to think of a good question. “Why did you hurt those innocent children?” All of the K2 meters lit up. Rhonda leaned over and grabbed her backpack. She dug around until she found the recorder. “Ask him something else. “ Alan stood and walked over into the circle of K2 meters. “Why, you Son of a Bitch. Why?” He felt a sharp stinging sensation across the back of his neck before cold air enveloped him. Just as he was reaching back to rub the painful area, a putrid smell filled the air and a voice right next to his ear whispered. “Mine.” Without even thinking, he asked, “Why?” There was a sinister laugh and another sharp painful slash across his neck and then down the full length of his back. He went to step out of the circle until something bumped against the side of his leg. The air around him became soupy and every breath became harder and harder to draw in. When he made another move to leave the circle several things happened at once; it felt as if a large hand gripped onto his shoulder, a breathe of foul air filled his nose and the room became crammed with small black shadows. Another whisper finally answered his question. “My children.” Alan forced his legs to move but he only made it a few steps when the black forms rushed to surround him. It felt as if several pairs of small hands were tugging at his pants’ legs and there were arms wrapping around both of his legs. The air overflowed with agitated murmurings and whispers. Every hair on Alan’s body stood up from the static electricity in the room. He blinked his eyes several times trying to focus on the tiny black shadows which had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They were all inside of the circle of K2 meters and the lights on the meters were flashing on and off like crazy. The shadows were darker than the room’s darkness. They were completely void of any light and the feelings emanating from them were if they were totally void of any happiness. It wasn’t so much the touching or even the presence of the black shadows that bothered Alan. It was those feelings of pain and anguish that were slowly leaching away his own happiness. He could sense they needed his help and this was the only way they knew how to ask for it. He broke out in a cold sweat, and just as the coldness was beginning to seep into his skin, frantic screaming came from somewhere else in the hospital.
Regina Puckett is an award nominated author for her short story, Balloon Wishes.
Concealed in My Heart is a Readers' Favorite Book Award Winner.
Claimed by Sin is nominated for 2014 Ellora's Cave Golden Ankh award.
Concealed in My Heart won runnerup in the international 2014 MARSocial Author of the Year Competition.
Borrowed Wings, has received the Children's Literary Classics Seal of Approval.
Memories won first place in the 1st WSBR International Poetry Contest. This poem may be found in her book of poetry, Tilting at Windmills and Words.
Slowly Drowning won second place in the 3rd WSBR International Poetry Contest. This poem may be found in her poetry book, My Words into the Beyond.
Sir Galahad Comes to the Rescue won third place in the 3rd WSBR International Poetry Contest. This poem may be found in her book of poetry, Ramblings and Dreams.
Her collection of poetry, Fireflies, won 2013 Turning Pages Poetry Book of the Year.
She writes sweet romances, horror, inspirational, picture books and poetry. There are several projects in various stages of completion and there are always characters and stories waiting for their chance to finally get out of her head and onto paper.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKS
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October 16, 2014
I'm thrilled to have Elizabeth Hoyt with me today, sharing an excerpt of her book, Darling Beast. I love everything Elizabeth writes, so I imagine this will be no exception. My tour stop was supposed to have a review to go along with it, but--I believe--since I review for NetGalley under a different email address than I tour under, I somehow missed my NetGalley copy. (It's also equally possible that my husband accidentally deleted my notice from NetGalley and I missed it.) Anyhow, I'll pick up a copy when I get a chance. A review will come at that time. Okay, please stay tuned until the very end as Elizabeth is giving away a NetGalley copy. Woot!! You don't want to miss this.
A MAN CONDEMNED . . .
Falsely accused of murder and mute from a near-fatal beating, Apollo Greaves, Viscount Kilbourne has escaped from Bedlam. With the Crown's soldiers at his heels, he finds refuge in the ruins of a pleasure garden, toiling as a simple gardener. But when a vivacious young woman moves in, he's quickly driven to distraction . . .
A DESPERATE WOMAN . . .
London's premier actress, Lily Stump, is down on her luck when she's forced to move into a scorched theatre with her maid and small son. But she and her tiny family aren't the only inhabitants-a silent, hulking beast of a man also calls the charred ruins home. Yet when she catches him reading her plays, Lily realizes there's more to this man than meets the eye.
OUT OF ASH, DESIRE FLARES
Though scorching passion draws them together, Apollo knows that Lily is keeping secrets. When his past catches up with him, he's forced to make a choice: his love for Lily . . . or the explosive truth that will set him free.
He dropped his satchel and took up the shovel, sticking it into the base of one of the dead bushes, striking at the root mass. The blade only went halfway into the soil, so he jumped with both feet on the shoulders of the blade, driving it the rest of the way down. He could feel as the blade sliced through the roots and he grunted with satisfaction. He’d spent the previous night sharpening the shovel to do just that. Gingerly he began prying with the handle—too hard a movement and he’d snap or worse, the iron blade itself. He’d already lost two shovels this spring.“You don’t mind if I continue?” he heard Miss Stump ask. “It’s just that I need to finish writing this soon—very soon.”He glanced up curiously at that, wondering at the worried line between her brows as she stared down at her manuscript. Makepeace had said she couldn’t get acting work at the moment. Perhaps this was her only means of making money.He shook his head in reply.“I’m only the third act,” she said absently. “My heroine has gambled away all her brother’s money because, well, she’s dressed asher brother.”She glanced up in time to catch his raised eyebrows.“It’s a comedy called A Wastrel Reform’d.” She shrugged. “A complicated comedy because right now no one knows who anyone is. There’s twins—a brother and sister—named Wastrel, and the brother has convinced his sister—her Christian name is Cecily—to pretend to be so that he might seduce Lady Pamela’s maid, and he’s engaged to her—Lady Pamela, nother maid.”She took a breath and Apollo slowly smiled, because against all odds, he’d understood everything she’d just said.Miss Stump grinned back. “It’s silly, I know, but that’s what comedy is, really—a lot of silly things happening, one after another.” She glanced down at her play, running her finger down the page. “So Cecily, dressed as Adam—that’s the brother—has lost terribly at a hand of cards to Lord Pimberly. Oh! That’s Fanny—the maid’s—father, and Lady Pamela’s scorned suitor. Although of course no one knows that Pimberly is Fanny’s father, otherwise she wouldn’t be a lady’s maid, now would she?”Apollo leaned on his shovel and cocked an eyebrow.“Kidnapped at birth, naturally,” she replied. “But fortunately,she has quite a distinctive birthmark. Right here.” She tapped the upper slope of her right breast.Apollo defied any man not to follow the direction of her finger. She had quite a lovely breast, gently swelling above the severe square neckline of her dress and modestly covered by a filmy fichu.“Yes, well.” Her husky voice made him raise his gaze. Her cheeks had pinkened, but that might’ve been the wind. “In any case, I’m writing a scene between Cecily and Lord Pimberly in which Pimberly demands his money and Cecily doesn’t have it. And naturally he’s begun to realize he’s attracted to her at the same time.”She cleared her throat.He nodded, messing a bit with his shovel to look as if he were still working. Actually, he was beginning to fear that the blade was stuck in the roots.Miss Stump glanced at her manuscript and slipped back into what he now knew was Cecily—the sister dressed as her brother. “Do you judge a gentleman by his bits, my lord?”She turned and placed her fists on her hips again, in the wide-legged stance. “Pardon me, but I said chits.”Turn. Her hands dropped. “And yet, ’tis still your manly bitswe discuss.” She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. “No?”He screwed his mouth to the side and reluctantly shook his head.“Blast!” she exclaimed under her breath, bending to the paper. She scratched out something and then froze, obviously thinking.He wasn’t even pretending to work anymore.She gasped and then hunched over her manuscript, scribbling furiously before straightening, a gleam of triumph in her eye.She tossed her head as Cecily. “Indeed, and would you know a chitshould you see one?”Now she was a baffled Pimberly. “Naturally.”“Oh, my lord?” She turned her head and looked over her shoulder through lowered lashes at the imaginary Pimberly, all daring flirtation. “And how is that, may I ask?”“How?”“How does a gentleman of your unsurpassed perception differentiate a chit from a bit?”And she batted her eyelashes.
The juxtaposition between the ribaldry of her words and the innocence of her expression was so silly, so utterly enchanting, that Apollo couldn’t help it: he threw back his head and laughed.
About the author:
Elizabeth Hoyt is the New York Times, USA Today, and Publishers Weekly bestselling author of historical romance, including reader favorite, The Raven Prince. Elizabeth also writes sexy contemporary romances under the name Julia Harper.Elizabeth was born in New Orleans but grew up in St. Paul, Minnesota. She has a BA in anthropology from the University of Wisconsin at Madison. Elizabeth married relatively young and produced two children who kept her busy until her mid-thirties. At about this time, when her youngest was entering Kindergarten, Elizabeth's mother hinted that perhaps Elizabeth should get a Real Job.Sadly, Elizabeth was so delusional she thought writing a romance novel might qualify as a Real Job.But! Five years later, to everyone's surprise, she actually sold that romance novel (The Raven Prince) and began a rather successful career as a Romance Novelist. This was most fortunate since Elizabeth is singularly unqualified to do anything else but Make Up Stories.Since then Elizabeth has written fourteen books to critical acclaim: The Prince Trilogy (The Raven Prince, The Leopard Prince, and The Serpent Prince); the Legend of the Four Soldiers series (To Taste Temptation, To Seduce a Sinner, To Beguile a Beast, and To Desire a Devil); and the Maiden Lane series (Wicked Intentions, Notorious Pleasures, Scandalous Desires, Thief of Shadows, Lord of Darkness, Duke of Midnight, and Darling Beast.) All of Elizabeth's books are set in eighteenth century England and all feature a fairy tale story that serves as a foil to the main story.Elizabeth lives in central Illinois with a bevy of untrained canines and a garden in constant need of weeding. Please visit her website, http://ElizabethHoyt.com, for contests, book excerpts, news, and Sidetracked Research Articles.
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October 10, 2014
Title – Unattainable Series – No Rival Author – Charity Parkerson Genre – Erotica Publication Date – 08/27/2014 Length (Pages/# Words) – 130/ 43,000 Publisher – Ellora’s Cave Publishing Inc. Cover Artist – PublisherBOOK SYNOPSIS Book 5 in the No Rival series
A career-ending injury leaves Brian reeling. With no clue what he’ll do now that his dream of becoming an MMA champion is over, he is shocked at an unexpected offer of help from a former champ.
Terry has seen the top and is happy with his life in retirement. However the chance to help a fellow fighter regain his dream is something he can’t resist.
When Brian accepts Terry’s offer, the sexual magnetism between them catches Brian off guard. Keeping his attraction hidden becomes a bigger challenge than regaining his strength. Plus, Terry’s mixed signals leave Brian frustrated and confused.
Though Terry is just as hot for Brian, he has secrets that could tear their budding romance apart. But he simply cannot resist the pull Brian has over him or the heat between them. Through it all, both men discover that love really can conquer all.
Inside Scoop: This male/male romance will leave you hot but most definitely not bothered. A Romantica® contemporary gay erotic romance from Ellora’s CaveUNATTAINABLE BUY LINKS EXCERPT (18+)
OTHER BOOKS IN THE NO-RIVALS SERIES Book #1 - Unsurpassed Book #2 - Undaunted Book #3 - Unequaled Book #4 - Unbalanced AUTHOR BIO
“I never drink and you’re going to make me drink alone?” A grin tugged at Terry’s lips at Brian’s sullen comment. “You need the fortification while I’ve had more than my fair share for one lifetime.” Brian’s speech was already beginning to slow down. “It’s not right to leave a man hanging.” “I have to drive you home and I don’t drink and drive.” Brian slipped down an inch in his chair. Crossing his arms over his chest, he stared at Terry through his lashes. “I could stay here.” Although Terry doubted Brian’s proposition was intended the way he would’ve liked, it still caused his cock to lengthen. “It wouldn’t be the first time I slept in a chair.” That statement might have taken the bite out his arousal if Brian’s tone hadn’t gone sultry. Not to mention, his eyes darkened. Terry shifted in his seat to hide his erection. The expression on Brian’s face was hot as hell. “I wouldn’t let you sleep in a chair.” He hoped Brian was now wondering where he would allow him to sleep. Of course, the answer was nowhere. If Brian stayed, neither of them would get any rest. Brian tossed back another shot before straightening in his seat. “If I’m not staying then I’d better go home. I’d hate to pass out on you and like I said, I don’t drink often.” With a nod, Terry stood. Brian attempted to follow suit but swayed on his feet. Racing forward, Terry caught him before he could hit the ground. The motion left them chest to chest. A nervous sounding chuckle vibrated from Brian. Terry could feel it against his skin. Their gazes met. The sound died. “You’re very bossy,” Brian said, surprising a chuckle from Terry. “You’re very drunk,” Terry countered. Brian didn’t move away. Neither did Terry. “I’ll get over being drunk, you’ll always be bossy.” “I have a feeling—if you remember any of this tomorrow—you’re going to be horrified.” Brian was staring at his mouth. He shook his head. “Nope. I haven’t done anything to be embarrassed about...yet.” Terry marveled over the way Brian’s eyes gave away his every emotion. They seemed to flash from light to dark brown and back again as he visibly struggled against his desire. Unable to keep from doing so, Terry gave him an extra shove. Using his voice against him, he allowed a hint of his growing lust to seep into his tone. “Do you intend to?” With his gaze still locked on Terry’s mouth, Brian nodded. “Do it,” Terry taunted. The words barely passed his lips before Brian claimed his mouth. For Terry, it was like tossing gasoline on already raging bonfire. It was everything he’d fantasized it would be with an extra helping of expertise tossed into the mix. The way Brian’s tongue stroked the roof of his mouth before slipping away and reappearing again left Terry with no choice except to chase after it. The moment he thought he had him, Brian sank his teeth into Terry’s bottom lip, tugging gently. Terry gasped. He couldn’t remember a time he’d been this close to coming in his jeans, especially from nothing more than a kiss. At the sound, Brian turned his face away, resting his forehead on Terry’s shoulder. His shoulders heaved as he visibly struggled to catch his breath. “The room is spinning.” Terry clamped his back teeth together. His muscles seized tight as he attempted to control his lust. “That’s because the world tilted,” Terry said once he found his voice.
Charity Parkerson is an award winning and multi-published author with Ellora's Cave Publishing. Born with no filter from her brain to her mouth, she decided to take this odd quirk and insert it in her characters.*2013 Readers' Favorite Award Winner *2013 Reviewers' Choice Award Winner *2014 Readers’ Favorite Award Finalist *2014 Ankh Award Nominee *ARRA Finalist for Favorite Paranormal Romance *Five-time winner of The Mistress of the Darkpath FOLLOW THE AUTHOR HERE
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Ryder by Amy DaviesThe Phoenix Boys Book 2Publication Date: November 10
Inside Noise is going strong and for Ryder Phoenix the strong feeling to settle is growing in him too. He has been there and done most groupie sluts but he wants more, he wants what his brother has. With his stubborn ways Ryder doesn't go looking for love, he wants it to fall into his lap which it almost does in the form of Letty Shaw.
Letty has her own personal issues that have forced her to grow up quicker than most girls get age, but she does it all in the name of love. After meeting hot rock star Ryder Phoenix, she decides to move forward with her love life, and take the all important leap with her heart but she guards her heart as it's not only her own heart that she needs to look out for. Will Ryder be the man she is willing to let her guard down for, will she let Ryder's heart beat with hers?
Mum of 3 amazing kids Jackson, Max and Isabelle. Married my best friend and soul mate Darryl.I am an avid book reader. I love photography, reading and music.I started my 1st book a while ago but hit my writers block but after meeting some amazing people online I managed to get back into my book and finish.
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STALKING THE DEMON
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by Ciara Ballintyne
Date of Publication – 31 October 2014
Genre: High Fantasy (Adult)
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Alloran lost his hand to thwart his renegade friend, Ladanyon, but the world is still going to hell.
Six months later, Gisayne is fading away from a baffling illness. Alloran’s desperate struggle to cure
his lover is complicated by a terrible secret–the seven circles of hell are unstable. His greatest fear is
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October 3, 2014
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Mist UnveiledNancy Corrigan
Elemental Desire, Book 1 Cat has one love in her life—science. Facts rule her, not passion. At least it doesn’t until an unknown deadly virus claims her sister’s life. Cat’s quest for answers takes her to Greenland and drops her into the arms of the one man who sways her devotion from logic to passion. Rune stirs her lusts, ignites her desires and fuels her carnal cravings, but he isn’t simply a lover, nor is he human. He’s a weapon, one that has the potential to save or destroy her.Rune, a child of the mist, awakens into a world hovering on the verge of destruction. Rising temperatures have released his enemies from their frozen prison without his knowledge. He searches for them but finds Cat, a human with the power to save him and the world. He hungers for her—blood, body and soul. Every moment of shared passion convinces him of the truth—she’s his greatest treasure, one he’ll die to keep.A Romantica® paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
He pushed her shirt up, exposing more creamy skin. “Strip.”She caught her lower lip between her teeth and nibbled before letting it slip free. “Is this the point where I’m supposed to resist your advances by saying I don’t normally do this sort of thing with strangers?”“Do you plan on resisting me?”“No, but I…” She blew out a rough breath. “I don’t want to send you running again.”He stood, dragging her shirt up with him. She lifted her arms. He tossed the fabric to the side. The simple white bra she wore didn’t match the lacy, black panties he’d ripped off of her. He didn’t like either on her. He snapped the straps so she couldn’t don the restricting garment again.The cotton slipped and revealed the most perfect breasts he’d ever seen. He cupped one. It filled his palm. With strokes of his thumb, he teased her nipple into a hard point. She pushed the firm flesh into his hand. He captured the tip but didn’t tug.“I’m sorry I walked out on you.” He gazed into her face. Guarded eyes met him. “I hadn’t expected to feel the way I do for you.”“How do you feel?”“Hungry. Possessive.” He slid his free hand to her sex and pushed a finger into her core. Her muscles squeezed the small invasion. “I want to keep you locked to my side.”She swallowed hard. “But you just met me.”“Exactly. I don’t understand why I feel this way.” He stroked her core and rolled her nipple as if he had every right to touch her and bring her pleasure. She didn’t stop him. She widened her stance for his exploration. An idea formed that suddenly became imperative he had answered. “Tell me, Cat. Do you normally let males you barely know strip you?”
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Author BioNancy Corrigan believes in unending love and epic tales with a paranormal flare. She enjoys transcending the boundaries of reality to take her readers on a passionate, emotional and romantic journey.She’s also a mother of three and a wife to a very patient husband who doesn’t mind reminding her to eat and sleep. Her other interests include tattoos, animals, classic cars and all things spooky and sexy.
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September 29, 2014
Book 1: Undefeated
Bryant Smith, co-owner of Smith Brother's fight club, has dedicated his life to fighting and
the community. When the money used to finance his charitable project goes missing, he knows that it is an inside job. Reluctant to involve the police, he hires private detective Parker Wilson to go undercover as a self-defense coach to help him catch a thief.
Parker served in the military with Bryant's brother Walt and she jumps at the chance to help
Immediate attraction coupled with close proximity has sparks flying when the pair team up
and things heat up as danger closes in. Clashing cultures, a meddling mother, and several sexy suspects makes "Bryant" a battle you don't want to miss.
Opening the door to his room, Bryant tossed his bag in, before taking off in pursuit. He found them at the hotel pool in an all-out war of water guns and dunking. Parker pulled herself over the edge. Collapsing there, her arms rose in surrender.“I’m out, boys.”Bryant buried his hands in his pockets, moving to stand over her. Parker’s scantily clad body allowed him to see the scars left behind from the same attack that almost stole his brother. Even though they in no way took away from her beauty, he was still surprised by her. Any other woman would’ve done anything to keep them hidden. Not Parker. She wore them proudly, as she should.“I thought you had plans this weekend.”Her eyes were slightly unfocused, but she smiled at his statement. “I do. Walt invited me two weeks ago.” She held two fingers in the air.A sneaking suspicion began to grow. “Are you having fun?” He had an idea about exactly how much fun she was having, but he was interested to see if she would admit it.Parker nodded. Her hair moved in time with her head where she’d not bothered to lift it from the pavement. “Your mom said, 'Have you ever tasted a Jell-O shot?' I said, 'No, but it sounds delightful,' and she said, 'Well, then you have to try one.' So I did, and you know what?”“What?” Bryant asked, smiling at her obvious inebriation.“It was great. You know what else?”“What?”“I had a second one, and it was even better.” Her voice rising with each word.Bryant stated the obvious. “I’m guessing you didn’t stop at two.”“Nope,” she said, confirming his thoughts. Spreading her arms out wide beside her, Parker added. “I had this much.”He smothered a laugh. “All of that, huh?”“Yep. Did you know you have the most beautiful eyes I‘ve ever seen on a man?” she asked, squinting up at him.Bending, he scooped her into his arms. “Come on. Which room is yours?”Parker wrapped her arms around his neck, peering around them as if seeing the hotel for the first time. A line appeared between her brows. It was adorable. Seeming to give up on figuring out where she was at, Parker threw her head back, and yelled. “Walt! What’s our room number?”Walt’s voice rumbled from somewhere behind him. “Thirty-six.”“You’re sharing a room with Walt?” Bryant asked, incredulous.Parker shrugged. “It has two beds.”He tried drumming up several responses. In the end, he could only think of one.“Like hell.”
There was no way he was allowing her to stay with any other man, even if it was his brother.
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September 28, 2014
TITLE – Sated AUTHOR – Charity Parkerson GENRE – Dark Erotica PUBLICATION DATE – 10/3/14 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 193 pages/ 40,000 PUBLISHER – Punk & Sissy Publications COVER ARTIST – Charity Parkerson for Punk & Sissy’s designs.BOOK SYNOPSIS
(Erotica, Dark Romance, F/M and M/M scenes, Rock Star Romance, Ménage, Sexy Detective, Alpha Male, Supernatural themes)
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“Losing her mind wasn’t an experience she enjoyed.” After a steamy night of passion with a dark stranger, Arbor’s life takes on a surreal edge. Disturbing dreams, lapses in memory, and entire buildings going missing are only a few of her problems. Her search for answers leads her to Detective Trey Murphy, the man in charge of investigating satanic and ritualistic crime for the New Orleans’ area. Where do you turn when your mind is the enemy? Meeting Trey only adds to Arbor’s confusion. By day, he keeps her captivated and gains her trust in a way no one else ever has. At night, Arbor’s every fantasy is brought to life by two sexy men who steal away her inhibitions. Torn between what her heart knows is real and what her eyes show her, Arbor must find the truth before she loses herself completely. But then again, sometimes reality is more twisted than any dream and love is the cruelest form of insanity. **Author Note** Warning: This isn’t your typical love story. It’s dark with scenes some may find disturbing. Sometimes love is senseless, and the heart is so very stupid.
“I thought you were with the band,” he said as he lifted his coffee to his lips. It was the only way he could think to open the topic for discussion. Not that he cared, of course. She’d called him. It was a start. If there was a line he wouldn’t cross when it came to getting what he wanted—namely, her—he hadn’t yet seen it. Deep longing for something out his reach was a familiar weight. Her eyes never left the dessert menu. He knew she wasn’t really seeing it because her gaze remained fixed to one spot. “With the band,” she repeated, sounding wry and making him wonder if he’d insulted her. “That would require knowing where they are,” she added so quietly Trey assumed it was meant more for her than him. With a shake of her head, Arbor met his stare. For a split second, Trey was rendered mute. Everything around them disappeared. It punched him in the chest. She possessed something other people did not. “What about you?” Her question didn’t make as much sense as it might have if she wasn’t affecting his brain function. “I’m not with the band,” he said automatically, pulling a ghost of a smile from her. “You’re a cop,” she said, helping him along. “Detective actually.” He wasn’t trying to be a dick. It was more that he’d worked hard to get where he was. She set her elbows on the table. A playful light entered her eyes. “What do you detect?” “Satanic and ritualistic homicides.” Huh. She didn’t even flinch. “I wasn’t aware there was such a high number of those types of murders that it required a special title. Are you the only one or is there an entire division?” Against his will, Trey’s lips twisted. “Unfortunately, there is a need for such a title. There’re three of us. I’m not sure it counts as an entire division. Louisiana is a hotbed of all things satanic and ritualistic. You’re likely to run across anything here.” Her gaze moved over his face, but her expression remained blank. “You do look tired.” Before he had time to react, she added, “I’ll have to take your word on the matter. I only moved here two weeks ago.” He opened his mouth to ask more. Instead, something entirely different popped out. “You’re beautiful.” She blinked. Her surprise evident. There was no way she was as shocked as he was. He hadn’t meant to say it. It was true, of course, but it had still slipped past his lips without his permission. “Thank you.” Arbor’s response sounded more questioning than automatic. He snorted. She blushed. The sight fascinated him. Their knees brushed making Trey realize somehow, he’d moved his chair closer to hers.
Arbor Sinclair was born in Colorado where she lived until her early twenties. From there she moved to New Orleans to follow the two greatest loves of her life.
Killian Moore and Lyric Wynters are the front men for the popular grundge-rock band Excile. They spent several years tourning the country before meeting Arbor.
Trey Murphy lived with his grandparents for most of his life until he went off to college to earn his degree in forensic science. It’s always been his dream to make detective.AUTHOR BIO
Charity Parkerson is an award winning and multi-published author with Ellora's Cave Publishing. Born with no filter from her brain to her mouth, she decided to take this odd quirk and insert it in her characters.*2013 Readers' Favorite Award Winner *2013 Reviewers' Choice Award Winner *2014 Readers’ Favorite Award Finalist *2014 Ankh Award Nominee *ARRA Finalist for Favorite Paranormal Romance *Five-time winner of The Mistress of the Darkpath FOLLOW AUTHOR HERE GIVEAWAY PRIZES
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