Rescuing Cade – New Release from Elodie Parkes

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Thank you for hosting me with Evernight Publishing release, Rescuing Cade. In this pack are excerpts to choose from, background to the story, a character interview, a five esoteric questions for the author, blurb and links, although actual book buy links will not be available until FEB12. Please choose what you would like to post from the selection.

Cade’s trying to get over a broken heart when his friend Jack takes him off to a nightclub, named only, The Club. Although at first Cade is shocked by the place he meets Marissa. It’s not long before he and Marissa get together, but under the pressure of expectations from, The Club, and Marissa’s fear of commitment, they’re both running in opposite directions.
Gorgeous Cade has touched Marissa’s heart in ways she doesn’t want to admit.
Lovely Marissa has lifted Cade’s sadness and opened his heart to love again.
The trouble is — someone has to give a little. Who’s it going to be?

rescuingcade1lExcerpt:
Cade took his time drinking his coffee on Saturday morning. He wanted to go out to the street market and call into the coffee shop to buy fresh grounds, but he knew the reminder of being with Marissa there the weekend before would hurt. He drove there and parked in the big flat lot at one end of the High Street. Thoughts of Marissa teased him as he sat for a moment in his car and assessed his feelings. She’d touched his heart and he knew it. He sighed and thrust away the idea of calling into her place on the journey home from the market. She doesn’t want me.
He turned up the collar of his leather jacket against the cool breeze, and after checking he’d locked his car, since his thoughts drifted time and again to Marissa’s lovely face, he stalked off up the street. He avoided the market stalls he and Marissa had stopped at the week before, making straight for the farmers’ market section, where he bought two different kinds of apples and a couple of large potatoes he knew could be put in the oven and baked without him having to hassle around.
When he entered the coffee shop he kept his face turned from the café end and ordered his usual Italian roast grounds, but then, longing to recall Marissa as she gazed at him over the table they shared the Saturday before, he glanced around—and there she was.
She stared at him from a table in the middle of the café.
Cade blinked to make sure he wasn’t just imagining she was there. He paid for his coffee order, and drawn to Marissa’s table as if by some invisible thread, Cade quickly walked over there.
“Marissa, it’s so good to see you. I hoped you’d call me. May I sit with you?” He croaked out the words as his heart flipped about and the urge to pick her up, crush her to his body, and devastate her with a kiss scared him with its ferocity.
She didn’t speak, only nodded an assent at him.
Cade dragged out a chair and dropped his shopping to the floor. He sat down close to Marissa, but still facing her.
She turned her coffee cup around and around in the saucer. Her gaze riveted on the coffee in there.
She wasn’t wearing makeup. Her face was pale and her cloud of brown hair wisped around her heart-shaped face.
Cade smiled noticing for the first time a faded splatter of freckles across her nose. The tremble in her fingers, didn’t escape Cade’s hungry observation. She’s nervous. Is that because she likes me or thinks I’ll make a scene and wishes I’d leave? He reached out and clasped her fingers in his.
Her coffee cup clattered a little in the saucer.

Background to the story
What’s the background to the story, Rescuing Cade?
I was asked to write a story for an erotic romance anthology. Almost immediately I had my character, Cade, form in my head and a love story for him, but then I was informed the anthology would be BDSM. I thought I’d have trouble with the genre, but the editor of the proposed anthology said, ‘give it a go’. I began to adapt the love story in my mind for the character Cade, thinking I’d have to consider the plot for a short time, but only a few days later the anthology was cancelled. By then Cade was so real to me and a story with a sprinkle of the genre, BDSM, was firmly in my mind, so I wrote it.
The story is much longer than I originally thought it might be, especially when it was going to be for an anthology, and the romance conflict arc is now about both Cade and my heroine, Marissa. As usual, I fell in love with my characters and couldn’t stop writing until they reached their HEA.
I did a little research for this story because I didn’t know much about the type of club Jack, Cade’s friend, takes him to. Once I no longer needed to place emphasis on dominance and submission, the story unfolded easily, interweaving with the original love story I had for Cade when he first began whispering in my ear.
With scorching hot love scenes, tender moments, a dash of angst and a splash of humor this is Cade’s journey to love again.
I hope readers enjoy it.

About Elodie:
Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal, fantasy, or suspense. Her books are always steamy. Her tag is, Cool stories: Hot love scenes.
Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.
Elodie writes for, Evernight Siren Hot Ink Press Eternal Press Secret Cravings Ra Jones Anthologies Side Street Cookie Publishing
She has also released titles as an individual indie author.
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New Release! Winter of Discontent – Star Crossed Book 3

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Thanks for stopping by to read an excerpt! At some retailers it is listed as erotic romance, but it’s not, and they give the flame rating higher than it actually is based on the excerpts. It’s a fun series where the romance is in the interaction between the characters, not between the sheets. 🙂  Buy links are at the end of the post.

STAR CROSSED Series Book 3 – Winter of Discontent

The art of deception will lead back to the truth.

After experiencing a little bump in the road, Kayla and Kaleb are stronger than ever. But they are about to encounter their biggest challenge yet.

Kaleb is determined to teach Kayla the art of teleporting her body safely from one place to another. However, her frustration lands her in a parallel life. Much to his dismay, he discovers she’s traded places with an even sassier version of herself, and her alter ego is on a mission to seduce him.

Meanwhile, Kayla discovers her mistake, and is now faced with fighting off the advances of a Kaleb whose dark desires spark an answering interest inside of her. Determined to remain faithful to the true Kaleb who shares her heart, she must use deception to escape in order to return to her correct time.

Will these star-crossed lovers be able to deceive their alter egos long enough to set things right, or will they get lost in their baser desires?

Excerpt:

Kaleb rushed over to Kayla’s sanctuary—a circular hedgerow in her back yard where she performed rituals to thank nature or pay tribute to the Lord and Lady of the Light—in time to see a woman exit. He stopped short. The woman shared Kayla’s physical features, but had blonde hair instead of chestnut-colored. She wore a thick grey sweater and tights, not at all dressed for the weather.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“It’s me, Karla.” The woman giggled, launching herself at him.

“Uh, Karla?” He caught her in his arms, and she proceeded to squeeze him tight, then rub her body all over his. Surprised at her affection, he held her away at arm’s length. “What are you doing?”

Purring in a seductive manner, she stuck her lower lip out in a pout. “Oh, let’s go inside and play some more. Hide and seek is always fun, but I know what else you like.” She began removing her sweater.

“Whoa, whoa,” he said, steering her toward the house. “We can play later. Let’s go inside and have some tea. And we’ll talk.” Whoever this woman was, it wasn’t Kayla. Or was it Kayla, and she’d done something to herself on transport? Crap. He’d never heard of anything like this happening before.

She made another sad, pouty face. “Talking?” She sidled up next to him, brushing her breasts against his side. Her face brightened. “Oh, you mean talking! You’re gonna tell me what game we’re playing next.”

Bewildered, he eyed her like an exotic beast. His Kayla would never act so ditzy. “Um, yes,” he said, a cautious note in his voice. “We’re going to play a game.” He put an arm around her shivering frame. “Let’s pretend, I don’t remember any of the games we play, and you have to tell me.”

She clapped her hands together. “Okay!” She nibbled a fingernail, stumbling as he led her up the back porch steps. “How did you make it so cold?”

“Uh, a trick I learned.” He opened the door, and guided her into the kitchen.

“Oh, I know!” She spun to face him, walking backward.

“Yes?” He encouraged her, guiding her to sit in a chair at the island situated in the middle of the room.

Her eyes widened with adoration. “We could play the game where you tie me to the bed and—” She grabbed hold of his arm, yanking him in close to speak into his ear.

The heat of her breath on his skin, coupled with the heat from her suggestion as to what he should do to her while tied to the bed, caused him to blush all fifty shades of red, never mind the erection he willed to keep at bay.

“Wow, that is a good idea,” he said, praying he didn’t sound over-enthusiastic. “A really good idea, but, um, what else?”

She put her fingertips to her lips to ponder. Kaleb stripped off his gloves and set them on the counter. He unzipped his jacket, and wandered over to set the kettle on to boil. While he and Kayla hadn’t taken their relationship to the physical level, it’s not like he hadn’t pondered a few ideas of his own for when the time came. This woman’s suggestions were making him think things he didn’t feel were wise, especially considering their physical likeness.

“Well, we are in the kitchen. We could play the game where you bend me over the counter and spank me with the wooden spoon. I like that game,” she said, her tone all throaty and seductive.

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