I’m happy I have the opportunity to help Elodie Parkes celebrate her hot new Evernight release.
Hi Lucy, thank you for inviting me here to talk about ‘Night of the Horse’.
I’ve chosen to talk about one of my heroes, but there are really three.
Both the male characters are heroes and the female too, as they all save each other from the lonely life that’s befallen them. How they do it and the journey to salvation is the story.
He’s six feet tall, fit, and muscled.
His hair is shoulder length, dark and glossy.
His eyes are sapphire blue.
He’s traveled a lot in his life, sometimes to hide from scrutiny.
His favorite clothes are faded denims and black boots, except when he’s a dance partner in his best friend’s classes, when he wears a tux.
He doesn’t sleep much and so takes walks in the night.
He’s lonely and looking for love.
He’s an artist.
He’s passionate, enigmatic, and sexy.
He has his own business.
A lonely young woman signs up for dance lessons. Two gorgeous guys find her as fascinating as she finds them. On the country road where she lives, she hears horses in the night, and opens her bedroom window to watch them gallop. They’re beautiful, a silver white horse and tall black horse…they turn to stare at her. Had they heard and understood when she sighed over them?
About Elodie Parkes
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.
She has also released titles as an individual indie author.
And then for those who are curious to what the book is all about, I have an excerpt from Night of the Horse.
She gazed at Jude. When he opened his arms to her, she went into them. He held her close, a hand in her hair and an arm around her waist, cradling her against his chest. She raised her head, and Jude bent his, until his lips were so close to hers it was agony as she craved his kiss.
“Kiss me,” she whispered, unable to stand the wait.
Jude kissed her. A wave of desire started in her stomach and reached to between her legs, where she pulsed with need. He kissed her and she clung to him, kissing him back eagerly. Jude held her head and moved his face against hers as they caught their breath. His eyelashes brushed her cheek.
“Do you want more?” His voice was velvet, dark and enticing.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2013