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.

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“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?”

 

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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.

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

Meet #warlock Indigo Vaughn in this #gayromance #scifi #fantasy #teaser for #Halloween The Dreamboat @evernightpub The man pulled his hood down. “Indigo Vaughn.” Darian breathed the name.

 

Gorgeous, powerful warlock, Indigo Vaughn, sells his magic spells to people looking to make a dream come true. One night, as he gazes down on the city below from his sky barge, The Dreamboat, he wonders why, in centuries, his own wish for a man to love hasn’t materialized.

Beautiful, sexy, Darian O’Harr has suffered his fair share of misery. He’s a musician and learned long ago to sing for his supper. New to the city, he comes to Indigo seeking a spell that will bring him the love of a handsome man.

As soon as he sets eyes on Indigo, his heart races and his body betrays his pent up needs.

Here is the man of his dreams. What can Darian do as the warlock gathers his magic to cast a spell that will bring him another man?

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His thoughts halted as a man stepped into his path halfway across the wooden bridge to the rear of the castle outer gardens. Shock sped through Darian. Time stood still filled only with sounds—the rush of the water beneath the bridge and the slap of a loose canvas door on a small marquee nearby. Darian expected robbery or a beating, or worse. He froze, waiting for the man to reveal his intentions.

The man pulled his hood down.

“Indigo Vaughn.” Darian breathed the name.

“I am. What are you doing here, lurking at the rear of the castle?”

Darian’s stomach lurched with attraction and fear. He gazed at Indigo. He delighted in the lush dark hair, just long enough to give the warlock a dashing air, the piercing ice-blue eyes glinting sapphire in the last shimmer of light from the fireworks, the hot muscled body beneath the warrior’s leather jerkin, and Darian’s cock shot into an erection. He took a chance. “I knew you’d be patrolling here and I’m desperate to see you, talk with you, as, as just men, who, who like each other.” His brave words faltered and his voice dropped to a whisper.

A long moment of silence followed.

He thought Indigo was about to strike him, but the handsome warlock raised his hand, took hold of Darian’s hood, and pushed it from his face.

“Darian O’Harr.” Surprise rang in Indigo’s voice.

“I mean what I say. I can’t stop thinking about you.”

Indigo ran his fingertips down Darian’s cheek and rubbed the pad of his thumb across his lips.

Darian’s breath caught. The touch closed his eyes as lust rampaged over him.

Indigo moved his hand to Darian’s head, running his fingers among Darian’s hair. Slowly he brought his head to Darian’s.

The air between their faces sparked with desire and Darian moved to meet Indigo’s lips. The kiss nearly brought Darian to his knees.

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He’s hot, smokin’ hot. He has no idea who I am. He ogled me. Yeah, he likes what he sees, and to be honest, so do I. It will be no hardship kissing him. Be teased from Love in Show #MMromance #gayromance #LGBTQ #gayfiction @parr_books @evernightpub

Dishy Justin Harper plays gay bad boy, Brandon in a TV show that’s fast becoming a cult classic, but Justin hides the fact he’s gay in real life. When a new actor is cast to play his TV show love interest, Justin can’t deny the raging attraction he feels for gorgeous Caer Rossi.

Caer Rossi makes it clear he thinks Justin is smoking hot. He can’t wait for the kissing scenes, and they sizzle, but underneath the performance for the TV show, a deep, loving passion builds between the two men. Something has to give, but what and who will it be when a journalist threatens to ruin Justin’s perfectly crafted public persona?

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Justin Harper glanced in the rear view mirror at the guy who’d play his love interest, Stephen. There were loads of actors in his age group who suddenly burst onto the scene via a TV show, and Justin hadn’t seen this guy before. I wonder how good he is. I should have read his IMDB. He’s hot, smokin’ hot. He has no idea who I am. He ogled me. Yeah, he likes what he sees, and to be honest, so do I. It will be no hardship kissing him. The thought brought a smile to his face. Caer Rossi—never heard of him. He indicated and maneuvered the BMW into the stream of traffic heading toward the rural side of town.

The studios occupied a few acres of prime countryside. Justin had a cottage on the outer perimeter. Most of the actors slept in trailers, comfortable, but with impersonal atmospheres. Justin had done that for a few years and knew it could be unsettling never feeling quite at home. As the hero and long-term character in the series, Justin received special treatment. Petra told him he was spoiled.

Recently he wondered if he’d become complacent. When he’d started in the show three years before, he’d told himself it was a stepping-stone. He wondered now if it wasn’t fear keeping him in the show. Could he hack the round of auditions and rejections again? He didn’t know. He pushed the question to the back of his mind.

He roared the BMW down the highway ignoring the speed limit and sped into the studio lot where Caer Rossi was to meet with Petra the AD, Sam one of the writers, and—himself. Justin grinned at this.

He screeched the car to a halt and hopped out. He took a step to stride into the building then remembered he was pretending to be a runner and had driver duties. He spun around and opened the door for the actor he’d brought from the hotel.

“We’re here. I’ll take you to the meeting. It’s stopped raining. That’s a good sign, huh?” He leaned into the car to address Caer.

The man’s brown eyes met his and in them Justin read trepidation.

He experienced a wave of empathy. “Hey, it’ll be okay.” He reached in and grasped the handle of the duffle bag on the seat beside Caer.

Caer attempted to snatch it back, but failed, then got out of the car and smoothed down his suit jacket.

Justin closed the car door and flashed Caer a reassuring smile. “You look good.” 

Yeah, good enough to eat, in fact.

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I loved writing this story. I'd had the idea in my head for nearly a year, but life got in the way of my writing for a while there. When I finally wrote the story, it flowed onto the computer because I knew Caer and Justin so well. 

Their love story is hot and heart wrenching. There are places in the story I wanted to shock because life throws wildcards at everyone now and then. I also wanted the guys to love each other deeply.

Justin hides a fun-loving trait until the end of the story when I hope readers will see how much he loves Caer.

Releasing January 21 from Evernight Publishing, romantic #gay #SciFi #adventure, Love In Danger #MMromance @parr_books

 

Centuries ago, the planet they cherished was conquered, but now three warriors from an ancient race of gifted beings intend to remedy that.

 

Lovers, handsome Corin JaKobi and gorgeous Marcus D’Ath are members of an elite planetary squad that rid the city sectors of the mysterious and dangerous Fallen.

When an old friend uncovers the true horrific nature of the elders in the organization they work for, anger at their duplicity drives Corin, Marcus, and rogue squadron hunter, Zeb to plan for the ruling group’s demise.

 

It won’t be easy, and when Marcus is captured and detained at the elders’ pleasure, Corin’s white-hot fury at the thought of losing the man he loves knows no bounds.

 

Will Corin get to his beloved, Marcus, in time to stop the horror that awaits him?

Can the warriors free the planet and return it to the lovely place it was before the aggressors arrived?

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Marcus soared above Sector Six with Corin seated beside him perusing the magnified images of the streets below from the cloaked skycar. They were on a reconnaissance flight ordered abruptly just before nightfall. The tech needed for this sort of mission necessitated the craft.

“What are we looking for?” He glanced across at Corin as he brought the skycar down to skim the three story buildings, knowing the Zangnuit’s supertech-infrared onboard cameras would show up in detail anything giving off a heat signature within.

“Not a clue, Marcus. I guess they’ll know it in operations when they see it. We just have to transmit the scanned data to them. So far, all appears peaceful. Holy fucking twin-moons, that’s Zeb.”

Marcus gazed down in the direction Corin waved. Sure enough, Zeb Farrell exited a skycar. They were low enough to see him with the naked eye, but Corin stared at the image on the computer screen. Marcus watched Zeb enter a building, then he took the craft a little higher and hovered. “Maybe that’s where he lives now. That street has the only dwelling blocks on it in the whole sector. The rest of the buildings are commercial.”

Corin leaned back in his seat. He slid his hand across and held Marcus’s free hand. “Maybe.”

Marcus put the craft on autopilot and leaned to Corin. He kissed Corin gently on the mouth. “You’re worried. Don’t be. We’ll figure this out, my love.”

Corin loosed his hand and Marcus drew away. He took back control of the craft and they completed the mission in silence, crisscrossing Sector Six until they’d scanned the whole area and the data sent to operations.

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#TeaserTuesday from new release #MMromance BLOND Hunky Karl is the sexiest man Liam has ever met, but his mysterious disappearances start to tease.

Hot new release 

MM Romance, #paranormalromance

What would you think if the guy you were dating raced off every night before midnight and would never say why? Would you succumb to the urge to follow him one night?

Liam Hale can’t believe his luck when he meets the man of his dreams, Karl Oberon.

Hunky Karl is the sexiest man Liam has ever met, but his mysterious disappearances start to tease. 

Gorgeous Liam is the only man Karl has ever loved. 

Together they spark and sizzle with passion, but Karl doesn’t know how to tell Liam why he races away. Maybe keeping Liam’s mind off the question with mind-blowing erotic encounters will work.

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Thief of Hearts #MMromance new release How will Alex get Blake's attention? Maybe a striptease outside Blake’s eighth floor window will do the trick. @evernightpub

Thief of Hearts

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.

M/M erotic romance—contains gay male anal sex, oral sex, partner masturbation in the love scenes

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He checked his coffee. Cool enough to drink. Kathy made the hottest coffee ever. It escaped Blake how she did it. He picked up his favorite stoneware mug and wandered to stare out at the day through the enormous plate glass windows of his eighth-floor office.

He cradled the mug in both hands. A weak sun filtered through dove-gray clouds. Blake longed for summer. Spring was cool and rainy this year. It echoed his forlorn mood most of the time. Summer meant he walked to work and sauntered home in the light evening, stopping to eat at one of the cafés, bistros, or restaurants along the way. Summer meant he might meet a guy in one of those places, if he was lucky. Blake sighed and drank some coffee. It was about time he met a guy and yet he lacked the confidence that anyone would ever want him again. I don’t have the heart to go to bars anymore, and I might run into John.

Lost in reverie, and shielded by the noise reducing double-glazing of the building, he didn’t hear the approach of the suspended scaffold containing the window cleaner. The cradle appeared before him on the other side of the glass and a gorgeous guy stared right at Blake.

Blake’s heart pounded. He had no idea why, except that the young man’s eyes were the bluest he’d ever seen, and the smile that slowly spread over the window cleaner’s face contained undisguised appraisal.

Blake took a step back from the window. He’d moved too quickly and some coffee lurched out of his mug. He shifted sideways to avoid it splashing his pristine white shirt. With a murmur of annoyance, he glanced at the young man on the scaffold.

The blue eyes held mirth, twinkling at him from the deliciously handsome face. The smile became a moue, and the window cleaner gave Blake a hands-out shrug.

Blake read the whole gesture as sympathy, but far from it helping him, he felt like a fool doing a dance of surprise and desperation. He looked down at the dark wave shape on the carpet made by the coffee and sighed. Am I so lonely that the sight of a handsome man turns me into an idiot? Yeah…

In an effort to gain control, Blake dared to lift his gaze to the man outside. He’d expected water to smear the glass, but the guy hadn’t made any effort to clean the window so Blake had a clear view of the striptease the window cleaner engaged in. He lifted the t-shirt he wore at the hem and in a tantalizing move slid it up his torso.

Blake’s mouth watered at the sight of the smooth, muscular chest on display. The man’s jeans rode low and Blake followed the V of his slim hips into the frayed top with greedy eyes. Blake caught his breath at the bulge in the front of the blue pants as the man thrust his hips a little taking the t-shirt over his head before he dropped it beside him onto the cradle floor.

Blake stared in open appreciation of the broad shoulders and muscled arms before him. A sigh escaped him. This man gave him butterflies. Blake’s cock stirred as the guy leaned close to the glass and blew him a kiss. A smile spread over Blake’s face as happiness took him over. He didn’t even care if the guy was mocking him. He allowed himself to enjoy the show.

Copyright E.D.Parr 2017 Evernight Publishing

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Thirty year old, lawyer, Blake Aster gazes from his high-rise office window wondering if this summer he’ll find love #teaser #MMromance

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. 

About writing the story

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 scare 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.

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“Come in, Alex.” Blake’s voice caressed Alex.

He soaked up the welcome in the tone—basked in the desire saturating Blake’s gaze. Alex went toward Blake in a daze of lust and some emotion he couldn’t identify.

The door closed as he stopped an arm’s length from Blake inside the room. He turned to Blake.

Blake surged against him, grabbed his ass, and kissed him.

Alex threw his arms around Blake’s neck and crushed him against his body, thrusting his cock on Blake and returning the kiss desperately.

Copyright E.D.Parr 2017 Evernight Publishing 

Tuesday #teaser gives you a chapter of #MMromance 'Make a Wish' What happened to Dylan that makes it so great Nick falls for him #gayromance

Chapter One

Sweat coated his back as Dylan ran through the park. The dull thud of his footsteps echoed in the pedestrian tunnel as he used it to cross under the main street. His lightweight running shoes cushioned his feet on the concrete, but he was gasping for breath as he ascended the ramp to the sidewalk, and it felt as if the shoes were made of lead. His T-shirt stuck to him and when he rounded the corner to make his way back to his apartment, the freezing morning breeze chilled him. Dylan slowed his pace as he approached the building where he lived. Too winded to speak, Dylan passed the doorman giving him a nod and raised hand in greeting.

He used to take the stairs to his apartment. Today, as with every other day since he returned from hospital, he went into the elevator car and leaned against the wall. As he began to breathe easier, Dylan considered his fitness level. His doctor had told him weeks ago he was trying to take things too fast, but gripped by determination, Dylan started an exercise regime to push himself back to ‘normal.’ ‘Normal’ being a fit, healthy, thirty-year-old man who hadn’t been shot in the lower shoulder and then come down with pneumonia brought on, the doc said, by not taking it easy when he’d caught the influenza doing the rounds that season. Dylan looked back on the last ten months with acrimony. Considering how fit he’d been before the incident, he could hardly believe how long the whole healing process took.

He stepped out of the elevator on the fifth floor and fished in his track pants pocket for his apartment keys. Inside, he passed the hall table, but did a double take—the usually silent and still answering machine handset was blinking. For someone to call his landline was unusual these days. Have I missed a call on my cell? Maybe it’s an interview. He needed work. His savings were almost gone. He dragged off his shoes and socks, leaving them on the floor as he avoided checking the message until he’d had a shower, and headed along the hall. It’s probably another company telling me I was unsuccessful. There’d been a number of those communications. I’ve become pessimistic. He pushed away the knowledge that he still wasn’t emotionally over the shooting.

Dylan stripped off his T-shirt as he walked through his apartment to the small laundry room, next to his kitchen. He dropped the T-shirt straight into the washing machine that stood with the lid open in one corner. Dylan ducked past the dryer that he’d secured to the wall, and opened the air-con grill to retrieve his laptop, and then he secured the air-con grill into the cavity again. He always hid stuff when he left the apartment. It was a habit from when there’d been a burglary a few years before.

Dylan put his laptop on his desk as he passed it on his way to the bedroom. He paused long enough to drop his apartment keys and cell phone on there from inside his pants pocket. In his bedroom, he pulled off the track pants and his boxers, and left them on the bed. He headed for the shower and the oblivion of being under the welcome warm sprinkles. He’d installed a rain showerhead when he’d first moved in, and he loved it. He stood with his face upturned to the spray as he thrust away the question of who’d called that nagged him. He could get no peace and so he rapidly lathered shower gel all over, including his hair, rinsed, and turned off the faucets with resignation.

He pulled a towel from the stack he kept on an whitewood shelf next to the shower stall to quickly rub the water from his hair, and then he wrapped it around his waist. The blinking light on his answering machine beckoned him. He had to know who’d called. Dylan dreaded it was a rejection and hoped it would be an interview. He padded down the hall, leaving wet footprints on the parquet.

He’d given up applying for jobs that were in his recent work field of import and export. He’d never had to worry about work before and faced with rejection upon rejection, he realized something was wrong.

His wardrobe wasn’t up to looking as businesslike as many companies appeared to need from their prospective employees. He always wore jeans or chinos, and casual shirts in the company he and his best friend used to operate. His outerwear consisted of a well-worn leather jacket and a black blazer. His need to wear a suit had him buying a cheap, off the rack item that might present him in a better light at interviews.

Dylan approached the answering machine and pressed the button to listen to the message.

“Hi, Mr. West, Rachel Carter here—I’m calling to arrange a meeting with you. You applied for the job in security. We can see you tomorrow at five-thirty. Please come to the human resources department.” She ended the call with no further information. If Dylan had applied for other work in the last week, he might not have recognized he’d won an interview for the vacancy at Berry Brown department store. He sighed. I need the work. Any work will do to get me back out there. I need a stroke of luck.

Dylan pulled the towel from around his waist and wiped the moisture from his shoulders. He stared at the answering machine as he considered the message and dried his legs. Then he threw the towel over his shoulder and returned to his bedroom. He rifled through his closet looking for clean clothes.

Why have I put worn shirts back on hangers and where’s my clean underwear?

Dylan stood back and surveyed his closet. It wasn’t large, but it was walk-in, and he turned around in the narrow space to grab old, faded jeans from the shelf, and a T-shirt he knew had to be clean because he hadn’t worn it since before his best friend shot him.

Filled with a sudden and inexplicable energy, Dylan gathered up all the dirty clothes and dashed to the laundry. He went back and picked up his socks from the hall and his underwear from his bedroom to stuff into the tub. With a load of laundry swishing in the washing machine, Dylan went to his kitchen and put coffee on to percolate. I might get this job. I’ll wear the suit. I’ll be cheerful. It’s almost Christmas. It would be great to know that I had a job to go to after the seasonal holiday. I’ll get this job—yes. Dylan psyched himself up.

Dylan’s gaze fell on the card pulled halfway out of the scarlet-colored envelope that lay on the counter top. His mom always sent him a card and she always alluded to his single status. He succumbed to a twinge of sadness. It had been a long time since there’d been a man in his life. Sometimes in the long nights, when he lay awake, Dylan would wonder why he’d never met someone who loved him—who fell in love with him. If he had a Christmas wish, it would be to meet a kind, sexy man. He gazed out of the kitchen window at the leaden sky. He’d never had a wish come true, so it was unlikely that one would. Dylan poured coffee. The warmth from the cup and the delicious smell comforted him.

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~~~~~Gorgeous, happy, Nick Kringle is making deliveries on the main street of the city when a car breaks down at the intersection.

Amid the seasonal crowds and inclement weather, Dylan West gets out of his car and tries to push it to the side of the road.

Nick rushes to help him and comes face to face with the most delicious man he’s ever seen.

Dylan’s down on his luck, but Nick believes in magic.

Can wishes come true? You bet—especially if Nick Kringle has anything to do with it.

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Yay, release day for #MMromance The Night Gardener #teaser #gayromance @evernightpub man love

Architect, Dane Lovell takes an off-season vacation in an old New England mansion, hoping to ease his broken heart, and spark his imagination. Impressed by the pretty gardens, he’s surprised by the sinister atmosphere of the river than winds through the estate. Dane settles down to his vacation and tries to immerse himself in his drawings. One night, the sound of the back door smashing open in the wind and rain shocks Dane from his work.

Spooky, gorgeous, and enigmatic Zachary Yarrow has brought logs for the fire.

He’s the estate gardener and brings with him not just passion and a love affair for Dane, but a strange, spine-tingling mystery.

Who is Zachary, and what will happen when Dane finds out?

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A tingle went down Dane’s spine. “Zachary, do you spend the entire off-season here—gardening, I mean?”

Zachary grinned. “Every night.”

The words were out of Dane’s mouth before he knew it. “I’m here for eight weeks, alone. You can stay here … if you want, instead of finding a hotel or other accommodations.” He cringed just a little. Did I sound needy?

Zachary’s eyes sparkled with happiness at the offer. He smiled and leaned over to place a hand on Dane’s arm. “Thank you, I do want to. I’d love to. No one’s actually offered before.”

A question popped into Dane’s mind, but he couldn’t quite form it. He knew there was something strange about Zachary’s statement, but pushed it away under a spell of attraction to the handsome man.

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Architect, Dane Lovell takes an off-season vacation in an old New England mansion, hoping to ease his broken heart, and spark his imagination. Impressed by the pretty gardens, he’s surprised by the sinister atmosphere of the river than winds through the estate. Dane settles down to his vacation and tries to immerse himself in his drawings. One night, the sound of the back door smashing open in the wind and rain shocks Dane from his work.

Spooky, gorgeous, and enigmatic Zachary Yarrow has brought logs for the fire.

He’s the estate gardener and brings with him not just passion and a love affair for Dane, but a strange, spine-tingling mystery.

Who is Zachary, and what will happen when Dane finds out?

Releasing tomorrow Thursday March 9, from Evernight Publishing 

Read the tease:

Janice Montgomery handed her husband, Jackson, a beer.

He took it with a grateful smile. “Thanks, sweetheart.” He sat heavily in his armchair and brought his feet up onto the footstool. “It’ll be great to get away. Have you packed?”

She came to sit on the arm of the chair and ran her fingers into his hair, taking it back from his forehead. She planted a kiss there. “I have. Have you finished work? Can we make an early start?”

Jackson caught her hand and kissed her palm. “All done. Let’s leave around six. We’ll miss the business traffic if we get out the other side of town before seven.”

A small frown put a crease between her eyes. “Jackson … have you mentioned Zachary to the guy leasing the cottage?”

Jackson pursed his lips. “Dane Lovell’s the guy’s name, and no I, er, I forgot.”

Janice stood. “I don’t think you forgot. I think you chickened out. Dinner’s ready. I’ll dish up.”

Jackson gazed after her. He heaved a sigh. Zachary…

Copyright E.D.Parr 2017 Evernight Publishing 

Warning book contains gay male sex in the love scenes
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