Showing posts with label Evernight Publishing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Evernight Publishing. Show all posts

Friday, December 17, 2021

Sizzle Saturday #teaser #gayromance #MMromance @parr_books @evernightpub #gayerotiic #holidaystory “We are just about naked, babe.” Owain held his face in strong hands and kissed him softly.

 



Gorgeous Owain Lovage belongs to an ancient family of elven beings. A glamor hides his elf beauty as he runs a reindeer farm and visitor center in an English rural town. He’s yearning for a handsome, sexy man in his life. Owain hardly uses his magic these days, but that’s about to change.

Rowan Carter reluctantly leaves California to stay with his folks on vacation for the holiday season in the town where he fleetingly meets Owain.

Captivated by Owain’s looks and masculinity, Rowan seeks him out.

Melting hot kisses in the snow are only the start of what he has in mind to do with this red hot guy.

A deep erotic passion ignites between the two handsome men and sets in motion an ancient magic spell that will change both their lives forever.

https://www.evernightpublishing.com/hidden-magic-by-e-d-parr/

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0786SVL37

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0786SVL37

https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0786SVL37

http://mybook.to/HiddenMagicEDParr

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Sizzle Saturday Teaser from Hidden Magic

“Finn tells me you live in California.”

Rowan gave a small nod, but surprise made him ask, “Did he? I do, in LA. I don’t remember saying so to him.”

The gorgeous man beside him transferred his coffee cup to his other hand. “He saw the tags on your suitcase—LAX, pretty hard not to know where that is.” He brought his freed hand to Rowan’s jaw and kissed him.

Immediately, a wave of complete pleasure made Rowan’s eyes close. Owain’s kisses were absolute sex and magic. He drifted in the haze of sensation, and as Owain drew away, a sigh of deep pleasure escaped him.

“What do you do there?” His lover’s gentle voice caressed his ears.

Rowan collected his scattered wits.

“In LA? I take photographs, portraits of people, families. I’ve dreamed about making a film, but the truth is I don’t know if I really want to do it. Maybe I fell into it because I live in LA. I’m beginning to think I should let it go and find a job that provides a creative outlet instead, or maybe something earthy, like you and your reindeer farm.” He drank some coffee and leaned away to place the cup on the coffee table.

Owain did the same, placing his cup next to Rowan’s. “So the photography isn’t creative?”

“No, I have to stick to the studio’s rules about poses and lighting.”

Owain pulled Rowan into his arms. “What would you like to do?”

 

Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing 

If you like elves, magic, and Yule traditions, if you want to watch two men fall for each other despite their very different outlooks on life, and if you’re looking for a cute read with lots of mystery, some drama, and a very passionate romance, then you will probably like this novella. It may be a slow burn, but it packs quite the emotional punch!

Snow, ancient spells, secret identities, and a romance are the exciting ingredients for this charming wintertime story set in rural England. The quirky characters pulled me in as much as the mystery that was hinted at from the beginning, but unfolded only gradually as Rowan and Owain got to know each other. Based on a tiny hint in the early part of the story I suspected what might be going on, and watching the author develop the story was very enjoyable.

4 flames 

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5 stars

for Hidden Magic " The story had some unexpected twists and turns, plus the ending caught me by complete surprise. If you want to read something that is definitely NOT your average holiday story, then this gem more than fits the bill."

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NOOK https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/hidden-magic-e-d-parr/1127692630?ean=2940154659168

N.B This book contains graphic MM love scenes and is an erotic gay romance



Tuesday, May 18, 2021

Alex’s mouth went dry. His heart raced. The surprise and outright pleasure broadcast from the beast’s eyes sent spikes of sensation ricocheting over Alex’s body. #MMromance for midweek #teaser from Thief of Hearts #gayromance #LGBTQ @evernightpub

 


Thirty year old, lawyer, Blake Aster gazes from his high-rise office window wondering if this summer he’ll find love, but deep inside he doubts anyone will ever want him again. He can’t forget the scar he has running the length of his handsome face.

Hunky, daring, Alex Ryan is cleaning the building windows. Struck by the mythical beauty in the Blake’s looks, fun-loving Alex sets out to get Blake’s attention. Maybe a striptease outside Blake’s eighth floor window will do the trick.




Midweek Teaser

Two floors down, the car stopped. Someone had called the elevator. Alex straightened in case a crowd flowed in and he needed to edge closer to the side. When the doors opened and the beast entered, head down balancing a brief case and file box, Alex’s heart gave a huge thump. The beast was alone. Alex’s voice just about failed him and he croaked. “What floor, buddy?”

The beast raised his head from using his chin as a weight to stop the case slipping from the box. He gazed into Alex’s eyes.

Alex’s mouth went dry. His heart raced. The surprise and outright pleasure broadcast from the beast’s eyes sent spikes of sensation ricocheting over Alex’s body.

“Ground, thanks.” The beast’s voice, deep and low gave Alex tingles.

Alex pressed the button. I have eight floors to do something about being in this elevator alone with a guy who makes my ass clench, my cock throb, and my legs fuckin’ weak.

He had nothing to lose. Alex turned to the beast, took the case and box from his hands, and placed them on the floor. He grabbed the delicious guy’s jacket lapels and thrust him against the wall of the elevator car. There was no resistance.

The beast gazed into Alex’s eyes, his eyes dark with obvious desire.

Alex pinned the beast to the wall with his muscled body, reached across and slammed the stop button, and then with his heart hammering, kissed the man.

Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing



From E. D.

I loved writing this story. Alex the fun, sexy hero thinks nothing of wandering around on tall buildings both in his day job and in his clandestine antics at night.

Lovely Blake has the wrong idea about himself. The scar on his face is a heavy load for him to carry but hunky Alex sees the beauty before him and falls in love with Blake.

There are some red-hot love scenes but behind them is a love story to make you smile.

Alex isn’t who he first appears to be. Love changes him as much as it lifts Blake from his self-doubt.

I hope that you enjoy their story.

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Wednesday, February 24, 2021

He looked down at Matt’s hand on his. He raised his eyes and his voice was practically a whisper. “I hoped by the end of the night that you wouldn’t be a stranger and that we certainly would meet again.” Given Time #giveaway #gayromance #LGBTQ @parr_books @evernightpub

 


Matt cradled the whisky glass in his hand for a few seconds. His heartbeat sped up as anticipation flooded him. The handsome man who’d sat alone and ate little fascinated him. Matt knew the guy stared without seeing for a while, and then the eye contact when he saw Matt, was electrifying. No one had ever looked at Matt that way. The sheer sexual hunger and loneliness in those pale eyes forced a shock of attraction to spark along his stomach muscles. There was no mistake. This handsome man was gay. Matt swished his drink around and the ice cubes clinked in the glass. Will he join me? Let him take the chance. It’s time I had someone in my life.

Matt forced himself to lean casually on the bar. He put down the glass. His hand shook. Fucking calm down. He might not come. He probably won’t. It was a bad idea to send a note. Who do I think I am, some movie character? Matt felt rather than saw his quarry approach. His mouth went dry. He suddenly wanted the beautiful Italian tiled floor to open up and let him fall into the hole where failed attempts at finding love littered the black chasm.

“I got your note. Thank you … for sending it … I asked for my coffee to be sent in. Would you like a cup of coffee … or another drink?”

Matt’s entire body reacted to the low, halting tones of the man’s voice. Relief and fear flooded him. He sent a silent request into the ether, which generally fed him premonitions. Don’t let me mess this up. He straightened and faced the man taking in every facet—pale green eyes, like the shallow water lapping at a tropical beach, the sort of handsome face that usually carried guys into a modeling career, and wavy dark hair that Matt itched to run his fingers through. His stomach clenched and a strange melting feeling gathered between his legs. Fucking hell, he’s amazing.

Matt tried a smile hoping it didn’t manifest as a grimace.

“Hi. Matt Loewe. Thanks for showing up.” What? Thanks for showing up, hell.

“Angel Starc, pleased to meet you.” The gorgeous man held out his hand.

Surprised by the Starc name, and how stupid he probably sounded, Matt hesitated to take the handshake, and then he grasped the cool strong hand. A moment of extreme connection made him widen his eyes at Angel. Matt’s ‘mysteriousness’ ignited and he felt as if he knew this man, or, ridiculous as it seemed to his common sense right then, that they belonged together.

Angel’s gaze locked with his and Matt saw the dark pupils expand over the sea-green eyes. Emotions ranged there, too, and Matt responded to the apparent attraction and kindness, trying to sound more in control.

“I mean, I hoped you’d meet me. Let me get you something to go with the coffee—cognac maybe?” He forced the tremor from his voice.

Angel took a deep breath. “Tell you what. I’ll order whisky and coffee for us both and you grab that table in the corner.”

Matt cast a glance toward the corner of the room. He turned his face to Angel Starc.

“Sure.” He left his glass on the bar, and attempted a saunter to the table for two, set up next to twin Kentia palms in huge terracotta pots. Still completely shaken by this turn of events, where not only had he encountered a guy he was intensely attracted to, the guy’s eyes reflected the emotion, Matt sat and loosened his tie. He’s Angel Starc, though. In this town, he has to be a relative of Rory Starc. Take it easy. He watched Angel talking with the bartender. His heart did a weird thump as Angel walked toward the table, gave him a smile like sunshine on a winter’s day, and sat opposite him.

A server strode to the table and placed glasses of whisky before them both.

“I asked for ice. It looked as if you’d taken ice in your other drink—odd shaped chips of it diluted the dregs. When I saw you in the restaurant I thought you were familiar, but we haven’t met before.”

Matt considered his words, trying to choose the right ones. “No, but I wonder if you saw me visit the house where Rory Starc lived, perhaps…”

Angel raised his hand. “Of course … you laid flowers at the gates. I, er, I did notice you. I was across the street in my car.” He gave a laugh, though there wasn’t much mirth in the sound, more like self-deprecation. “I sat there summoning the courage to go into my brother’s home.”

Consumed by a wish to comfort Angel, Matt rushed in. “I’m so sorry to hear about Rory. I honestly don’t know much about his family. I can’t remember reading about a brother. You must be devastated.”

Angel gazed into his eyes. “We were estranged, but yes, it’s hard. Thank you for the flowers. I, I…”

Instinctively, Matt reached out and placed his hand over Angel’s as it rested on the table.

“There’s nothing as good as talking to a stranger. You can let everything out knowing you probably will never meet again.” Hell, there I go again. When I want nothing other than to get to know him, I’m encouraging him to leave.

Angel looked down at Matt’s hand on his. He raised his eyes and his voice was practically a whisper. “I hoped by the end of the night that you wouldn’t be a stranger and that we certainly would meet again.”

Matt couldn’t breathe for a few seconds. Angel’s words drenched him in relief and hope.

“Yes … so do I. I’m sorry. I’m hopeless at this.” He smiled, genuinely grateful for Angel’s candor.

Angel grinned at him. “I’m not great at flirting. Let’s just tell the truth. I saw you. I think you’re hot as hell. I haven’t had a relationship of any kind for almost a year. I’m out of practice and feel guilty because I’m talking to a gorgeous guy and happiness is trickling through me when I’m here because my brother died, but I need this, to, to feel real. Does that make sense?”

The coffee order arrived and the server arranged the cups on the table.

Matt waited until they were alone again before he leaned forward.

“I understand. There’s just a chance we were meant to meet—not, not that your brother had to die for it to happen.” Hell, what’s wrong with me? “I came here to work with him—with Rory. I’m an artist, and he invited me to work on an installation with him. I flew in from Paris. I had no idea until I arrived that he’d died.” He tried to salvage the romance that was in what Angel had said to him. “I’m attracted to you, too.” Matt felt like an idiot.

Angel stared at him for a few seconds. “Wow, I was in the airport about to board a plane to Paris when I heard about Rory’s death on the news. Hell of a way to hear about it, but I drove here instead. That’s weird, huh? You believe in fate then? Sounds like it.”

Matt winced. “There’ve been a few incidents in my life that have me believing in something—not sure what.” Worry stopped him from saying more. He’d lost a lover before with this kind of revelation. Not that Angel was a lover, yet, but Matt silently admitted to wishing he could cut through all the preliminary talk and crush Angel to his body in a hug. When Matt let his need to be with a man free, it overwhelmed him. He unleashed it then in the hope that Angel would see it and respond. He longed for the feel of this man’s hard body pressing the full length of his own—longed for kisses and more. He’d made hash of the meeting after discovering who the gorgeous guy was, now he had to make up for it. He stared hopefully at Angel.

Matt’s emotions must have been written on his face.

Angel’s eyes filled with what Matt recognized as desire. “It’s been a long time since I had to drive down the need to grab a guy and kiss him. I’m taking a chance on telling you that’s what’s happening now, but I can’t seem to care. Events have torn my heart open. I don’t know how to be, except straightforward. I want you in my arms.”

Matt’s lower body tightened. His cock responded to Angel’s words, hardening and pressing up against his suit pants’ fastening. His balls zapped with sexual tension. He picked up the whisky and drained the glass. He basked in the aura of masculine energy that surrounded Angel. It had been long enough between orgasms with a guy for Matt to wonder if he’d lose his wad when Angel kissed him. “I want to be there.” He finally whispered.

Angel sipped at the whisky in his glass. He ran a hand over his forehead.

“How long?” Angel’s voice was gentle.

Matt’s thoughts tumbled. “How long?”

“Since you had a guy in your life.”

“Eighteen months, give or take a few days.”

Angel shook his head. “I don’t do ‘one-nighters’. If we connect tonight I’ll expect more, at the very least to see you again soon. You fill me with an emotion I thought I’d never feel. Is that okay?”

Acceptance brought a smile to Matt’s face. “It’s great. I’m close to desperate to hold you.” Happiness lifted his nerves.

“Sorry to be so intense. I just … I won’t be able to take being messed around.”

Concern flooded Matt. “I’m the same. I am…” He allowed himself the pleasure of tracing Angel’s face with his gaze, soaking up the beauty with a sigh. “You’re so, so … I can’t imagine why you’re alone—why someone hasn’t snapped you up.” Matt couldn’t find words that wouldn’t sound false. He gave Angel an encouraging smile. I hope this is the start of something good—something lasting.

Angel leaned forward. “You took the words out of my mouth. I’m amazed you’re single. Not many hot-as-hell guys are. My room or yours?”

The sudden invitation made Matt’s heart thump. Nervous again now, he went for the safety of his own territory. “Mine.”

Angel stood. “The drinks are on my bill. Lead the way.”

To his disgust, Matt’s hands shook as he walked from the bar and turned to take the wide stair to the next floor. He snatched his key from his pocket hoping the act of holding something would stop the tremble. Instead, he fiddled with the key. His suite was close. He glanced at Angel. “I’m nervous.”

Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing 


Music video maker, Angel Starc is about to board a plane to Paris when he receives some sudden sad news. It takes him hurrying back to his childhood home after two years away, estranged from his older brother, Rory.

Angel is amazed and filled with guilt when that night he meets the only man he’s found romantically attractive in a long time. How can it be right? He should only be filled with sorrow, but gorgeous, caring Matt Loewe wraps him in a blanket of comfort and love that heals Angel’s troubled soul.

Delectable, artist, Matt Loewe, follows his hunches and his heart. He’s been looking for love and Angel ignites an addictive passion in him.

As the two men fall deep in love they provide each other with the care needed to come to terms with their past anxieties.

A delicious love story with HEA

(Be warned explicit MM sex)

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Thursday, July 11, 2019

Santiago gazed at the young man with yearning growing in his heart until he ached. He named him “dear heart” so that he could daydream that they were together, a couple—lovers. #MMromance #newrelease from @evernightpub



Dear Heart,  new release from Evernight Publishing 

Aiden Flint goes on vacation with three friends to Pamplona, Spain. Seeking excitement, they will run with the bulls in the festival of St. Fermin. As the four friends enjoy the nightlife, they notice an attractive man watching Aiden in the bars they visit. In the warmth and heady atmosphere of the exotic city, Aiden takes a chance and approaches the handsome man.
Enigmatic Santiago Arista is sexy, kind, desperate for love, and achingly lonely. He’s just about given up on finding love, until one warm, summer night, sitting alone in a bar, he sees gorgeous Aiden. He’s elated when Aiden joins him at his table.
Deep attraction swirls between them. At the end of the night when they share a kiss, Aiden can’t believe the bliss that enfolds him, but have both men found someone to love just when fate is about to throw Aiden into mortal danger?




Read a teaser

Aiden poured some beer into the glass and sipped at it. He assessed Santiago as he replaced the glass on the table. He’s fascinating, polite, maybe shy, different, cultured—and yet, sex exudes from him. I bet he’s dynamite in bed.
Santiago’s low voice interrupted his thoughts. “I wonder if you’d take a walk with me. The old town is interesting, even at night.”
Aiden’s heartbeat sped up. The lure of being with Santiago in a place he might hold him close and taste his kiss brought a smiling assent from Aiden. “That’s a great idea.”
On the narrow sidewalk, when they’d left the bright lights of the bars behind, Santiago took Aiden’s hand.
Excitement rocketed through Aiden. He took a deep breath, and on a dimly lit side street, he turned to Santiago and dragged him close. He molded the length of his body to Santiago’s, breathing close to the gorgeous man’s lips. “Kiss me,” he whispered.
Santiago responded.
The gentle merge of his lips with Aiden’s sent wonderful melting sensations through Aiden’s body. He clung to Santiago, taking kiss after kiss, lingering in the delectable embrace, pressing his hips to Santiago’s, breathing with the gorgeous man, sighing at the same time, until his legs weakened with raw desire.
Santiago drew only a fraction away from Aiden’s mouth. “Your kiss is addictive. I don’t want to stop. I feel your need against my body, and I want to ease it.” He held Aiden’s face and kissed him again.
Waves of exquisite feeling rolled through Aiden. He murmured softly, incoherent sounds of pleasure onto Santiago’s lips each time they broke contact to breathe. His thoughts tumbled in those seconds. The kisses were the best he’d ever experienced. He’d never before felt the kind of sensations running through and over him. He rested his forehead on Santiago’s.
“I’ve never had such totally amazing kisses. I’m floating in pleasure.”
“Me, too, I want you so much.”
Santiago’s replying whisper teased on Aiden’s lips.
His stomach clenched. His cock grew harder. Pure sexual need zinged in every cell of his body.
A group of people shouting and laughing turned into the street. Their approach forced Aiden to drop his arms from Santiago’s waist.
Santiago’s eyes flashed silver in a sudden shower of light from a door, thrown open to welcome the group. Regret filled his expression. He gazed with longing at Aiden. “Dear heart, walk with me.” He turned.
Aiden followed, his ears full of the endearment Santiago had assigned to him, his body drifting in delight, and love seeding in his heart for the man he’d only just met.
The river ran in a loop close to the old quarter, and Santiago clasped Aiden’s hand in his as they crossed a medieval bridge.
Aiden enjoyed the gentle strength surrounding his hand. He walked closer to Santiago.
“Do you live nearby?”
“In the old quarter—yes.” Santiago stopped and turned in an elegant move to Aiden. He held Aiden’s hands in his. “I wish you wouldn’t participate in the running tomorrow, or ever … I fear for you.”
Awash with sensation from Santiago’s palms pressed deliciously on his own, Aiden snatched a kiss from the man whose tone held affection and concern. The kiss brought a purr of delight to Aiden’s lips. He took another delicious kiss then murmured, “You called me dear heart…”
Santiago bowed his head. “You don’t like that.”
Aiden pulled a hand from Santiago’s grasp and slipped it around his face. He gazed into Santiago’s bright eyes. “I do like it.” Aiden smiled gently at the man who intrigued and lit him with desire. “Who are you really, Santiago? I feel wrapped in passion, cared for … and yet … well, we’ve only just met.”
Santiago’s words whispered across his lips. “Perhaps we’ve each met someone to love.”
Tingles ran up Aiden’s spine. The words were full of portent. He’d welcome love, and the way he felt kissing Santiago was the best ever. Yet, he couldn’t let himself comment. It’s too soon. What if I fall in love with him and in a week’s time, I have to go home, to work, to my life?
He took refuge in Santiago’s anxiety about him running with the bulls the next day.
“Santiago, I have to join the bull running. My friends expect it. I said I would. That’s why we’re here. I would never live it down if I didn’t do it at least once. I confess I’m scared now, but I have to do it.”
His handsome companion crushed him close. “Then take care.” He ran a hand down the back of Aiden’s head, stopping to tangle gentle fingers in his hair.
E.D. Parr, Copyright 2019, Evernight Publishing
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Monday, June 3, 2019

At the end of the night when they share a kiss, Aiden can’t believe the bliss that enfolds him #MMromance #teaser #preview #gayromance @parr_books @evernightpub #PNR E.D. Parr


Snippet from my next MM release 
with Evernight Publishing, releasing in July 2019,

Dear Heart

Aiden Flint goes on vacation with three friends to Pamplona, Spain. Seeking excitement, they will run with the bulls in the festival of St. Fermin. As the four friends enjoy the nightlife, they notice an attractive man watching Aiden in the bars they visit. In the warmth and heady atmosphere of the exotic city, Aiden takes a chance and approaches the handsome man.

Enigmatic Santiago Arista is sexy, kind, desperate for love, and achingly lonely. He’s just about given up on finding love, until one warm, summer night, sitting alone in a bar, he sees gorgeous Aiden. He’s elated when Aiden joins him at his table.


Deep attraction swirls between them. At the end of the night when they share a kiss, Aiden can’t believe the bliss that enfolds him, but have both men found someone to love just when fate is about to throw Aiden into mortal danger?

The author's muse for Santiago
And for Aiden

Read the snippet

“That guy’s staring at you again, Aiden.” John jogged his elbow forcing a wave of golden beer to slap on the side of the slender glass he carried. Drops flew into the air headed for the colorful tiled floor, and Aiden steadied his pace so as not to spill more.

His friend raced ahead to the other two men in their vacation party.
“Wait you two.”

Aiden stole a glance over his shoulder at the man John had mentioned. Bright eyes captured his gaze. Aiden’s stomach clenched. Mystery, sex, attraction radiated from the handsome man. Aiden’s mouth dried up. He tore himself away and hurried to the table where his friends sat laughing.

“He’s interested in you for sure. Crap, he’s still staring.” Noel leaned forward giving Aiden a wide-eyed, and yet salacious grin.

Jason put down his beer and punched Aiden lightly on the upper arm, using his pet name for his friend, he encouraged, “Why not approach him, Aidey? There’s no one in your life. How many times have you bleated about your single status in the last six months? Have a holiday romance.”

Copyright E.D. Parr 2019, Evernight Publishing


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Tuesday, November 13, 2018

When head of royal security, powerful warlock, Indigo Vaughn discovers Dreft’s secret, he anticipates trouble. #newrelease #MMromance #scifi



Out now and on special launch price only on the Evernight Publishing website
String of Pearls
https://www.evernightpublishing.com/string-of-pearls-by-e-d-parr/
https://www.amazon.com/String-Pearls-D-Parr-ebook/dp/B07KFM3YFG
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https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/906343
Handsome, elite space pilot, Tobias Mars is completing a special mission, when on a water planet, recently ravaged by space pirates, he discovers Dreft Hann hiding and injured in the sand dunes. 
There’s instant attraction between the two men, but honorable Tobias believes the fact Dreft is in his care precludes him from showing his growing love for the young man. What’s worse is his shocking discovery of Dreft’s real identity. Even so, Tobias can’t deny his feelings for Dreft.
When head of royal security, powerful warlock, Indigo Vaughn discovers Dreft’s secret, he anticipates trouble. 
As beautiful Dreft falls in love with Tobias and dreams of joining the elite pilot squad, trouble is brewing from someone in Dreft’s past.
Will love finally win with so many obstacles in Tobias and Dreft’s path?


Saturday, November 10, 2018

Be teased from #MMromance String of Pearls @parr_books @evernightpub #scifi #gayromance #fantasy




Handsome, elite space pilot, Tobias Mars is completing a special mission, when on a water planet, recently ravaged by space pirates, he discovers Dreft Hann hiding and injured in the sand dunes. 
There’s instant attraction between the two men, but honorable Tobias believes the fact Dreft is in his care precludes him from showing his growing love for the young man. What’s worse is his shocking discovery of Dreft’s real identity. Even so, Tobias can’t deny his feelings for Dreft.
When head of royal security, powerful warlock, Indigo Vaughn discovers Dreft’s secret, he anticipates trouble. 
As beautiful Dreft falls in love with Tobias and dreams of joining the elite pilot squad, trouble is brewing from someone in Dreft’s past.

Will love finally win with so many obstacles in Tobias and Dreft’s path?


Meet Indigo Vaughn for the first time
in The Dreamboat


Read the teaser

A host stepped forward and greeted him. “Good evening, Tobias Mars. It’s good to see you again.”
A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Anyone would think I was here every night.
“Thank you. Is Duet available?”
The host’s expression reflected regret. “I’m sorry but they’re booked. All the teams are. I do however have one delightful companion available. He works solo. He’s very beautiful.”

Tobias broke into a grin. The guy’s selling this one and yet he doesn’t have to. I just need someone, practically anyone. “He sounds perfect. Thank you.”

His host led him to a vacant room and left him. “Your companion will be along soon.” He gave a small bow.

If nothing else, the place has made me smile tonight. Amused, Tobias looked around, laughing softly. Only a few candles struggled to light the room, the sheer drapes unusually drawn, didn’t stir, which meant the tall windows were closed. Tobias pulled off his jacket and undershirt in one hurried move. He glanced at the low bed and desire filled him. Dante’s right. I do need this. 
Copyright E. D. Parr, Evernight Publishing 2018







Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Start at level one. A touch screen, it responded to Nate’s cautious fingertip on the button next to ‘Boyfriend Experience.’ #midweektease #preview A Virtual Kiss #MMromance #gayfiction


Teasing from
A Virtual Kiss
Evernight Publishing
Releasing August 23, 2018 

Hunky Nate Hathaway can’t resist the lure of private Virtual Reality rooms in a new Internet cafĂ© that opens on the street where he works. He’s lonely and intrigued by the VR program offering a boyfriend experience. After only one date, Nate is hooked on Jason, the sexy, kind VR character.

Jason Graeme is the computer wizard behind the hot new VR programs. He’s a risk taker, smart and gorgeous. He’s also the body model for the boyfriend. A twist of fate brings Nate to his attention. Determined to meet dishy Nate, he reveals who he is.
Passion sizzles between the two men as they fall in love.
Trouble is Nate’s not the only guy in town who uses the boyfriend experience.

Muses
For Nate
For Jason

A Virtual Kiss is for people who love a cute, unique story as the editor called it.
Lots of loving, a spoonful of angst and a satisfying happy ending.
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At the head of a narrow corridor, a man lounged against the wall, one foot on the chair behind his desk and a smartphone clamped to his ear.

Nate hung around in front of the desk.

The man ended his call.

Nate’s gaze ranged over the bright polo shirt and ‘Splat’ logo. This man wore a name badge. Cory.

Cory gave him an apologetic smile as he slid the phone into his pocket.

Nate held out the card the nameless young woman had given him.

Cory took it, glanced at it. “I need you to fill in this waiver. It basically says we’re not liable for your health and accidents etc. Just print your name and sign it. Nothing ever happens, so it’s just a cover.” He gave Nate a pen and placed a small printed form on the desk in front of him from a tray of them in the corner.

Nate printed and signed the form without bothering to read it. What could happen?

Cory took the form and pushed it into a slot only just noticeable in the top of the desk, and then with a series of nods as he spoke, came around the desk to Nate. As if imparting secrets to Nate, the man leaned close. “Our sex experience has three levels. ‘Girl or boyfriend date.’ ‘One night stand date.’ ‘Intense.’ Of course, if it’s a different kind of pleasure you’re after, say eating your favorite foods without the fear of weight gain—”

Nate shook his head. His voice low, he cut off the guy’s speech. “Sex, with a man, handsome, believable.” Then worried the man would label him as a pervert if he went right for ‘Intense, Nate added, “’Boyfriend experience.’”

Cory stepped back. “Sure, but I don’t choose it. I just set the room going when you’re in it. You choose the experience on the computer provided.”

“No headset?”

Cory shook his head. “This is VR in the round—full-on holodeck stuff like in science fiction. It’ll cost you. The company’s spent a lot on the highest tech their specialists can build. Even in the ordinary VR courts, there’s never any break up of picture, no cyber sickness, the best sound. The private rooms are spectacular. Take my word for it. I’ll need your credit card. We’ll charge it when you leave the room automatically. Do you want to go ahead?”

Nate took a deep breath, brought out his wallet, handed over the plastic, and answered. “Sure.”

Cory took his credit card. “Follow me.”

Nate tried to see into the rooms he passed. Mirrored glazing blocked his view. He saw his own blurry wide-eyed face as he picked up his pace to follow Cory.

Cory stopped at a door. He inserted Nate’s credit card into a device situated at shoulder height on the wall next to the door. The door swung open.
“When you want to end the session, open the door. That will trigger the payment and you’ll be able to retrieve your card, until then it’s secure inside the system. Enjoy.”
Cory turned away.

Nate rushed into the room just in case the door closed before he’d entered. He popped his head around the doorframe to see Cory walking purposefully away, his smartphone again clasped to his ear.

Nate turned and entered the room. The door swung shut behind him. Surprised there was furniture dotted around the large space, Nate took in the tables and chairs, the bed, the low leather couch. He scanned the wall for the choices panel that Cory had mentioned. A computer screen, inlaid into the wall, lit up as if sensing Nate’s stare. He gazed around once again before he turned to the computer. Okay, well here goes. Start at level one. A touch screen, it responded to Nate’s cautious fingertip on the button next to ‘Boyfriend Experience.’
©E.D.Parr Evernight Publishing 2018