Thank you for inviting me to your blog today with my new Evernight Publishing release, ‘A Fairy Tale Romance’
The story is
contemporary, fantasy romance. It’s set along the coast in the sumptuous
Mediterranean, and bathed in warmth, which I felt was a fitting venue to
contrast with the stark misery of my hero’s predicament.
The story is
modelled on old fairy story motifs, where there is a fairy godmother style
character, a prince and a princess. I so enjoyed writing this story because
Thorn Valmont, my hero, is such a lovely, romantic man and deserves to be freed
from the curse that befalls him. This is a sizzler of a story with erotic love
scenes and threads of fairy tale mystery as we wonder what has happened to
Thorn and how he’ll escape his lonely life.
Blurb:
When delectable
Thorn Valmont buys an old palace to renovate on the Mediterranean coast, he
never dreams it will cost him his freedom.
Thorn is part of
an aristocratic family. He’s a prince and must find his princess to solve a
puzzle he inherits from the ancient owners of the Mediterranean palace.
Will he find her
in time to stop his loneliness destroying him completely?
Excerpt:
The memory of the young woman’s long slim legs and firm
thighs filled his head as he walked home. He imagined caressing her. He would
trail his fingertips up the back of her thighs to tease inside the cutoff
bottoms of her shorts. It was so long since he’d felt the skin of a woman and
yet he could almost conjure up that softness at the top of a thigh where it
joined the enticing base of her ass. Thorn sighed sadly and shook his head. He
had never come to terms with his lack of sex. Sometimes, after a week or so of
ignoring his needs he would masturbate before darkness fell. He always felt
better afterwards and told himself to do it more often, to give himself that
comfort, but often sadness stole away the notion and he’d drift through his
existence until he suddenly realized he needed the release of orgasm.
Thorn knew that he needed it now, before darkness fell. He
practically sprinted up the zigzag path to his home, resolved to ease the pain
of loneliness that the sight of the lovely young woman had deepened. Inside his
bedroom, he closed his eyes and found it easy to picture her mouth, the plump
bottom lip, the way her hair tendrils had stroked there, and then he unzipped
his jeans.
He paused and thrust away the memory of Grace. He needed
quick relief.
Thorn brought to mind one of the last real sexual encounters
he’d had with a woman. It was a hot memory and one he’d used before. They’d met
at a party, instantly attracted in a superficial sexual way, they agreed to a
moonlit tryst in the garden of the big house where the party was being held.
He’d stalked to the girl waiting in a small stand of trees,
stripped her quickly, and lifted her to slide with her to the grass. His arm
around her bare waist, and a hand cupping her pussy, he’d subconsciously stored
away the feel of her wet arousal on his palm and could bring that to mind.
He recalled the words she’d said to him then, as he took his
cock in his fist and pumped.
She had said, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want everything,
your tongue, your fingers, and your cock in me. I want to suck you until you
moan and your cum fills my mouth.”
Thorn groaned as his cock hardened and he whispered the
words, “Fuck me.” He pictured licking the girl’s pussy, her legs wide apart as
she lay in the grass and his stomach clenched. His orgasm teased at him and he
leaned on the edge of the chest of drawers bent over with the urgent need to
come as he built a rhythm. He focused on the memory of her nipples between his
lips, the way she’d sucked his cock, the taste of her cream on his tongue.
Thorn pumped hard and his orgasm suddenly burned through him. As the waves of
pleasure coursed in his balls and forced the cum to spurt in warm streaks over
the back of his hand, he saw Grace as she’d looked at him on the beach. He saw
her green eyes and perfect lips. The picture in his mind added sweetness to the
orgasm. He shuddered and groaned.
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Author Bio:
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 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, Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, Secret Cravings, Evernight, Siren and Ra Jones
Anthology
She has also
released titles as an individual indie author.
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Hi Moira,
ReplyDeleteTY for hosting me on your great blog. Love the concept :-)
You are most welcome, Elodie! And thanks, I rather like it lol! :-)
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