What’s your name and where do you come from?
I’m Elodie Parkes and I come from England, United Kingdom
Tell us a bit about your latest release.
It’s a little more paranormal and darker than I usually write, but the idea came to me after I visited an old building. I was sent to look at a couple of antiques in a building scheduled for demolition and rebuild. The place was very spooky and then suddenly this guy appeared. He owned the place and showed me the items for sale. He was very attractive. (Smiles)
It’s erotic, and a love story.
The Old Star released from Hot Ink Press August 23
She was looking for new office space...but it found her…what’s hidden in this spooky place?
When Cathy Faraday goes out from her office to buy morning tea, a set of circumstances send her on a different route from the one she would normally take. Waiting on a street unknown to her is a house. Old and left to fade away the house looks shabby against its neighbors. The whole row of houses are now offices and Cathy sees a ‘for let sign’ outside the place. Something draws her to the house. Someone watches from the third floor window.
Cathy applies to rent the building to expand her dating agency business. As she begins to make it ready, the house reveals its secrets.
Erotic paranormal romance, set in contemporary England this story will haunt you.
Graphic sex/love scenes. 18+ only.
Where do you get your inspiration from?
People and emotions inspire me to write. The complexity of life spurs me to write. I see emotions in people around me all the time, and often they remain unspoken. I think we don’t share ourselves enough, and are encouraged to hide our true selves. People and their situations inspire me. Meeting people and watching them battle with the love or lack of it in their lives.
Lots of my characters have some small foundation from real people who have passed through my life. They are composites of those glimpses of people and my imagination.
I find the world harsh. There’s not enough love in it. Lots of people never find love. I write contemporary love stories with happy endings to spread a little lightness around. I always have graphic love scenes in the close to real life stories, because I like to show the reader how the characters feel about each other deep down. The way they make love always shows their hopes and feelings.
I hope that my books do give the reader a lift and a sense of love.
How do you go about creating the perfect "Swoon" worthy man?
You know what…he just happens, it’s like a magic trick, as soon as I know his name he appears and even I fall in love with him. Sometimes and I swear this is the truth, he says and does things and I have no idea where it comes from. Later I will remember and it will make me smile. For instance, I love Owen who is my lead male in The Old Star, but a character called nicknamed Ash from my last release, The Winter Girl, I totally love him, he’s such a dude, and such fun.
What’s your biggest turn on?
Sexually? I’m greedy I like the guy in a whole package…you know the toned, muscular body, smooth skin, lovely eyes, blue or some other light color. Hair can be long, short, dark, light, as long as it’s clean. I do really like the shape of the hips and muscles of a good looking guy that go into a V shape and disappear into their jeans. Sigh… I like intelligence too…
If you couldn’t be an author, what would your ideal career be?
Hell I have a day job now, being an author doesn’t earn money to live from, but I get what you mean so…graphic artist…
Do you have a favourite character from your books? Why are they your favourite?
I love them all. I love one or another a little more than the others now and again but I have no favorite. If I had all of my guys lined up and had to choose, I’d have to say all or nothing. Then there’s my lead females, same thing…keep them all.
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I rarely have time, but I watch movies, read, or get out to the country or the coast. I sometimes travel for my work and if I’m near anything historical or the coast I’ll have my lunch break there.
How do you decide how hot or not your book is going to be?
That just evolves. I can honestly say I have never made that decision.
What do you do when you’re not writing?
I work, sometimes get to sleep, not much though.
Read an Excerpt from The Old Star R rated 18+
She was looking up into his eyes and as he kissed her, she put her arms up around his neck. ‘She likes me, she wants me.’ He kissed her until she was pressing her whole body along his. He nuzzled her neck and realized he was so enjoying her kiss, her touch, and that there was something real about this. ‘It’s not using her if I like her too…’
He sucked at her neck and felt her move to him. He held her face to his and whispered against her lips. “Cathy, I want you so much…”
She murmured back to him between kisses. “I want you too. I’m shocked by it. I wouldn’t normally fall into making out with the painter. Sorry, I meant so soon, as soon as….I met him...”
He smiled and kissed her again. He hugged her close. “I’m not just the painter, though Cathy. I do know the family you rent this place from.”
She was tracing her fingertips up and down his spine and she stopped.
“Do you? So that’s why you can come and go the way you do.”
He nodded not wanting to get to that part of his story yet.
He kissed down her neck again and slowly moved his hands up into her T-shirt. He found her bra and unclipped it as she sighed, and kissed his ear and jaw. He cupped her breasts and sighed too. She felt so good, her skin so soft, her nipples hard against his palms. He went back to kiss her mouth, and as she opened it to touch his lips with her tongue, he groaned a little enjoying the kiss. His cock hardened and he left her breasts to open her jeans. She kissed him and unzipped his jeans as he unzipped hers.
She had her hands in his shorts and her fingertips were cool on his cock. He wanted to thrust so badly, but he wanted his fingers against her clit. He wanted to slip a finger into her and feel the moistness, have her thrust on his hand and so he whispered. “Help me. Pull your jeans down…open your legs a little. I want my fingers in you, Cathy.” She pulled her jeans to mid-thigh and took her panties with them. She put her hands up around his face and kissed him, her tongue in his mouth as he fingered her. She was gasping and so was he. Their kisses interspersed with it.
“You feel so good…” He murmured.
She made a little sound and answered him. “It feels great, it’s delicious. Owen there are people in the house. What if they come in search of me?”
Owen felt his cock straining against his clothes.
He nibbled her lips. “I need you badly.” He was circling her clit with his thumb and working his fingers in her. She began to thrust on his fingers and held his waist hard. It made him smile against her lips as her fingers pressed hard into the sides of his body. Suddenly she was groaning softly, her mouth by the side of his. Her hips thrust and he realized she was coming. Knowing this made him harder and he groaned as she finished. He held her for a few moments waiting to judge if he should pull her down onto the floor and fuck her. His thought sent spikes of desire into his cock and up between his legs.
Cathy took his fingers gently from her body. She kissed his lips and then she pulled his jeans and shorts down to his knees. He helped her thinking she would back him against the window and straddle him, but she dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth.
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