CANDLE MAGIC with Elodie Parkes

Thank you for featuring ‘Candle Magic’ on Manic Readers today. Thank you so much to all my readers. I write from my heart so you have a piece of it. Happy Holidays.
About the book:
I got the idea for this story very late at night as I shivered in a sudden downpour of rain on my way home from work. It was still summer at the time and although late, the sky was still quite light. That happens in Britain where I live and often dawn comes in at around 3.30
How do I know this? I’m often still up writing or playing around with graphics for bookcovers. I’m lucky because my day job is in shifts so often I can grab a few hours’ sleep and still get to work on time.
Here’s the blurb:
When Simi finds a pretty
old candlestick among the discarded props in the company storeroom, she never
imagines it will grant her dearest wish. There’s something mysterious about the
carved candlestick, but Simi is drawn to it. She’s saved a red candle from a
box she bought years ago in an antique shop, and intends to use the candlestick
to hold the last candle and make her solitary Christmas lunch more festive.
It’s Christmas Eve, there’s sleet in the wind, Simi slips, but Jason catches
her. Who is Jason? Where has he suddenly appeared from in the night?
Simi looks into the eyes of
this gorgeous man and sparks fly …
Contemporary erotic fantasy
romance from Siren Publishing and Elodie Parkes
Read an excerpt
PG 13+

Simi opened the door to the small room where the props and items for events were stored. She flipped on the lights and cast a quick glance around with a sigh. Carl left a mess yesterday. She made her way through the jumble of items dumped close behind the door to the compactus storage on one side of the room. When she’d retrieved the office Christmas trimmings a couple of weeks ago, she’d seen some table decorations. Simi wanted them for the buffet trestles. She was in charge of refreshments for the staff party, and as usual, absolutely everything was her responsibility. She heaved on the handle of the storage and set it sliding along on the tracks. I just wish we didn’t have our party on Christmas Eve…The day before would be good…maybe.

The public relations firm had events going all the time, and even over the holidays, one or two of the employees would be off working at various types of events for short periods of time, but on Christmas Eve, theyalways had their own staff party. It was tradition, as was the summer picnic in August and the team-building “getaway” in February. For a brightly creative company, this was a stodgy way to behave, in Simi’s opinion. Not that I have anywhere to be…not that there’s anyone waiting for me to celebrate Christmas. I ought to be grateful I have this party, but I wish I had a boyfriend who would show up looking delicious in a tux. He would dance with me, kiss me under the mistletoe, and help me pack up when everyone went home. We’d take a taxi home instead of the subway and snuggle up. I wish…

 Simi squashed down the sudden rush of misery at her solitary status. Most of her colleagues would bring a partner, girl or boyfriend, husband or wife. She was notoriously alone. Three years of having no “plus one” at the staff party and picnic had designated her “the person who fixed it all.”  She organized, set up, and cleared away. Simi got in a crew for the staff
picnic because of weather and environmental concerns, but the Christmas party would see her coping alone after delivery of the catering.

She looked along the shelf where she’d seen the huge pinecones, all their scales tipped with red, gold, or silver glitter. The cones themselves were spectacular and shone as if they’d been polished. There were squat, transparent candleholders, too, to take lovely, thick candles. Gold threads had been woven into the glass as the candleholders were made, and Simi already knew they looked lovely shimmering on the tables when the candles were lit. She’d used them in the open evening in October when prospective clients were entertained and wooed.

As she carefully heaped her haul into a plastic tub she’d brought into the storeroom especially for the job, she noticed more candlesticks at the back of the shelf. Simi placed the tub on the floor and reached in to check them out. Mostly damaged, one had the chrome peeling from it. It looked to Simi as if these were old event items and she pushed them
back, but as she did, a glimmer caught her eye from the far end of the shelf. She foraged through the bundles of bunting and soft, tasseled ropes to grasp the glistening item. With a small sound of surprise, Simi pulled her hand back. The thing was warm, almost as if it was alive. She peered along the shelf and reached in again. Her hand clasped the item and she drew it out from the back of the shelving.

It was another candlestick. Simi held it carefully. The intricate carving all the down the stem and onto the base gave it an air of antiquity, but it was clean as if new. A tiny white ceramic bowl was set in the top of the stem for the candle. The only indication that the candlestick had ever been used was a residue of wax inside the bowl. The glow Simi had seen in the back of the shelf was no longer there, but the wood had an uncanny warmth, and as Simi stooped to place it in her basket, it gave a strange pulse against her fingers. Simi dropped it into the basket in alarm. She stared at it. It neither glowed nor pulsed under her scrutiny. I must have imagined it.

FIND the book:
to your TBR:
Elodie’s blog for other distributer buy links
Elodie on Twitter on Facebook see her Amazon page and Google+
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.

JAKE SNOW and giveaway with 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.

Elodie writes for, Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, and Evernight

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

Find Elodie online: Blog  Tumblr  Facebook  Twitter  Google +  Pinterest  YouTube..Amazon USA..Amazon UK..Smashwords.. KOBO..SONY Barnes and Noble..AllRe..Manic Readers

Today Elodie is talking about her new romantic mystery release, Jake Snow.

The book is the story of Bethany Snow’s brother. Bethany is the leading female character in my erotic romance, ‘The Last Time’. People who read the book early in its release always wanted to know more about Jake. I had his story in my head and so here it is.

‘The Last Time’ takes place on a movie location and that’s where Jake and Bethany, who are private investigators are sent by their agency to deal with hate mail being sent to a movie star there. It’s two years since his sister got married and Jake has been working cases alone. He’s tired and hoping to find love too when we meet him in this book. This time the story takes place in the fashion world and Jake gets caught up in the strange happenings in an atelier.

The idea for the movie location book came to me when I was invited to watch a shoot by an indie film maker. The idea for the high fashion setting for this book was seeded about the same time when I went to watch a fashion show with friends. I was on holiday overseas, with them. We had attended a dance theatre, and then later in the week a fashion show. I knew immediately that I would write a story about the world of fashion. The idea of placing Jake Snow in this world came after I had written, The Last Time.

A new romantic mystery from Amazon best-selling author, Elodie Parkes.

                                                          Jake Snow

Private detective, Jake Snow, has grown tired of working alone since his sister Bethany married, and stopped working on field cases with him. He’s chosen less high-powered cases as he decides against teaming with another partner from the Black Agency. Gradually Jake realizes he wants the kind of love his sister found, and a different job…

When he’s sent on what he thinks is a simple surveillance assignment, just before he’s due to take his requested extended leave, he finds a tangled web of lies, and a fashion designer in trouble…

The question is will he also find love?

With steamy love scenes and a twist of fun, this book is 18+

Today the main characters Pixie and Jake are visiting the blog.

Pixie, would you like to tell the readers about how you and Jake met?  

Pixie: I think it might be a huge spoiler. Let’s just say it was unexpected and I had actually seen Jake around before we really met. What do you think, Jake?

Jake: I agree it will be a spoiler. I can say that I saw Pixie in the atelier and hoped I’d meet her face to face somehow. I liked her as soon as I saw her. I didn’t think she was interested in me at first.

Pixie: But that’s so not the case. I took one look at him as he was in the atelier foyer and thought, oh my god he’s yummy…

Jake: Did you? You’ve never put it quite like that.

He leans across and kisses Pixie, then keeps hold of her hand.

Pixie, Can you describe when you first knew you were in love with Jake?

Pixie: That would be the first time we made love. It was sex that turned into making love, for me any way.

Jake: I didn’t want to admit it…I knew I felt something, but there I was with the dilemma of my work and stuff, but suddenly I wanted her, and that was it…she was going to be mine…I’m lucky she loved me back huh?

What’s one thing you might have changed about your story?

Pixie: Not a thing. Although I’ve never been happy with my name, and that I’m not very tall.

Jake: I could have handled the investigation a little differently, but I was over my job in general and the whole fashion design thing was a little alien to me, even so, I’m happy with the ending.

Jake, tell us something about Pixie, how would you describe her in a few words?  

Jake: She’s pretty, slender, intelligent. I think she’s kind and generous, and she treats people really well. She’s brave too. She doesn’t mind heights. Starts to laugh and hugs Pixie.

Pixie, describe Jake in a few words.

Very sexy, giving, clever, thoughtful, a great lover, knows what he wants or needs to do and goes for it.

How about you both choose your favorite scene from the book.

Pixie: It has to be a love scene for me, what about you Jake?

Jake: I’d like it to be a scene from the time we first had dinner together. When I saw you in that black dress you wore, it nearly stopped my heart. See there you go I was in love with you right from the start…

Read their chosen snippet,  

Pixie opened her front door to him dressed in what looked like a black slip. He gazed at her appreciatively. Her breasts were visible at the top of the bodice swelling in lovely rounds. Her hair was down around her shoulders. Jake was so tempted to take a handful, and pull her towards him to kiss her, that he put his hands behind his back. He took a deep breath as he looked straight into her blue eyes made up with some smoky makeup he knew was probably kohl if she was anything like his sister.

Pixie was looking at him with what he felt sure was lust. She leaned forward and put her arms around his waist. “You look great, that blue shirt almost matches the blue of your eyes. It’s good to see you.” She put her face up to be kissed. He felt mesmerized as he looked at her mouth until he was kissing her lingeringly. He forgot about having his hands behind his back and took handfuls of her hair to hold her for his kiss.




JAKE SNOW on Amazon

Elodie is giving away a $10 or £10 Amazon gift voucher to celebrate the release of ‘Jake Snow’. Enter via the rafflecopter with a comment on the blog.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Jake Snow is available to review from Manic Readers just as all Elodie’s books are.

End of content

No more pages to load

Close Menu