Thanks so much for hosting us on your blog today. Chasing Faete started out as a fun exercise in our Sinfully More Erotic Street Team group and turned into an entire series.  So far, we have 5 books planned in the series, but I wouldn't be surprised if more sprout up along the way.  All three of us fell in love with this mysterious world Beyond The Veil as well as our very overprotective Shifters on this side of the Veil.

You know what they say … you can’t run away from your fate. But what if your fate tries to run away from you? If you're a wolf … you chase fate instead.

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And I'm so excited to finally be able to share Wolf and Clea's story with you! This is definitely one of my favourite books that I've written and I'm keeping my fingers crossed you'll like it just as much as I do. I'll be organising a giveaway soon to celebrate the release, but in the meantime, here's where you can grab your copy:

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Time for me to start plotting Wild Blood #3...Have a great weekend, everyone!

So I did already reveal the cover on Facebook and Twitter, but it doesn't hurt to make it official, right? Right! So without further ado, I give you the gorgeous cover for WOLF'S HUNT, courtesy of Evernight and the endlessly talented Jay Aheer.

How freaking good does that look? And I have to tell you, Clea looks exactly how I imagined her. I couldn't be happier with this! And look how good this cover looks next to TANNER'S WAR.

WOLF'S HUNT is out tomorrow, 27th May, and to get you in the mood for some hot, New Orleans-based biker action, I've got a little teaser from chapter one for you...Enjoy!

The scent of sweat and damp sawdust hung heavy in the hot night air. Wolf guzzled down his water and tossed the bottle away, bouncing lightly on the balls of his feet. The crowd surged around him – amazing how many people you could pack into an old barn if you tried. Their cheers, roars, and jeers were deafening as they watched the fight taking place in the center of the barn. A Wild Blood prospect nicknamed Glass Jaw had a fighter from the next town in a vicious choke-hold in the middle of the rough cage. The other guy had fought hard, but Glass had about a foot and a hundred pounds on him, and there was no fucking way the guy was breaking free. Glass could just sit on him all night.

Not much of a fight, to Wolf’s mind, but a win was a win and Glass was on a hot streak.

Wolf was gunning to end it tonight. He grinned to himself as the other guy finally gave up and tapped out. Glass was a brute, but he had no real skill in the cage, just sheer strength. His winning streak had given him arrogance, and he’d been boasting all week ‘bout how he could take anyone, anywhere, anytime. Since he was bringing the club a cut of his winnings, nobody had bothered to correct him yet.

Wolf cracked his knuckles as the ref raised Glass's hand. The crowd roared as the loser limped away, blood dripping from his mouth. The sight stirred something dark in Wolf, turned the desire to fight into a full-blown need. Get in the cage, pound the shit out of Glass, or anyone else stupid enough to take him on. Break some bones, crack some skulls. Unleash the beast.
He pushed through the crowd until he was right at the front, close enough to hear Glass trash-talking to the ref. "Wherever, whenever, I'm telling ya. Nobody in this damn town even comes close..."

Wolf stepped up to the cage, grabbed the mesh and rattled it, letting loose a long, loud howl. Glass jumped, then glowered at him. "Wherever, whenever?" Wolf asked. "How about right here, right now with me, rookie?"
Glass sneered down at him. “Feeling lucky, punk?”

“Don’t need luck against you.” Wolf came round to the door of the cage, catching the eye of the MC President as he did. Nash lounged against the back wall of the barn, a beer in one hand and a joint in the other. He was flanked by Judge, the MC Vice-President, and Judge’s old lady, Roxy. The three of them were never far apart, and even among the crush of people around them, they gave off an air of impenetrability. Solid, unreachable. On another night, Wolf would want to crack them open, see what they were locking away.

Not tonight. Tonight he just wanted to punch the smirk off Glass’s face, and Nash gave him the nod as he entered the cage. It was a silent signal that Wolf could let loose.

It wasn’t like he had a problem with Glass, apart from being sick of his bragging. The guy was a good prospect and had a big love for the club. But some days… Some days a man just needed to fight. For Wolf, those days came maybe a little too often.
The crowd roared as Wolf clapped the ref on the shoulder and squared up to Glass. The bigger man rolled his neck and balled his hands up, holding them at chest-height. Amateur mistake, leaving his face wide open. “Ready when you are, punk.”
Wolf eyed him up as he took off his boots. Wolf was often smaller than his opponents; it never bothered him. He’d had plenty of time to study Glass’s moves, and he hadn’t been impressed. Size and strength were all good if you knew what to do with them, but Glass wasn’t a creative fighter. “Call it,” he told the ref.

The ref raised his arm and bellowed, “Fight!” The crowd erupted again, their bloodlust thick in the air. Glass swung at Wolf, his meaty fist aiming straight for Wolf’s face.

Light on his feet, Wolf ducked inside his guard and rammed his fists into Glass’s kidneys with a one-two blow. While Glass wheezed, Wolf danced away again and kicked out, connecting hard with Glass’s shin. A hot red welt flared up on Glass’s skin and while he reeled from that, Wolf landed another kick on his other leg. The faster he got Glass off his feet, the faster he’d win.

Glass recovered his balance and swung at Wolf again. The blow clipped Wolf’s shoulder, but he shrugged it off and went in for another flurry of kicks. Glass had no formal training or background in MMA, unlike Wolf, and he didn’t know how to defend himself. All he knew was stand-up boxing and a couple of sloppy submission holds. That had done him fine so far against guys who just knew how to bang. Wolf had training in striking, grappling, and ground, the holy trinity for a good MMA fighter. He had an answer for every one of Glass’s moves, and it didn’t take long for the big man to get frustrated.

When Wolf broke away from him, Glass roared and charged like a bull, dropping his head. Wolf lunged forward, driving his knee up and connected solidly with Glass’s face. He couldn’t hear much over the crowd, but he felt the impact rattle all the way through his body, felt the splatter of blood, and knew he’d broken Glass’s nose.

Glass staggered back, eyes glazed, and Wolf rushed in with an uppercut. Glass went to his knees with a grunt. Wolf darted behind him and jumped on his back, forcing him face down to the mat. Wolf hooked his feet around Glass’s massive thighs and wrapped his arm around his neck, slipping him into a rear-naked choke with practiced ease. Feeling the hold locked in, he clasped his hands together and squeezed.

To give Glass his due, he held out longer than most would, trying to twist and throw Wolf off. But the knee to his face and the uppercut had rocked him too hard, and Wolf could feel the fight slipping out of him. The crowd exploded when he finally tapped out. Wolf released him and helped him to his feet. Glass’s face was a mask of blood and his nose was smashed. He wiped some of the blood away and gave Wolf a look that was half anger, half resignation.

“Guess I’m not gonna be so pretty no more,” he said, voice muffled and nasal.
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Wolf grinned. “Get yourself to a doctor and when you’re patched up, I’ll show you some real moves.”

Heart in Chains, Elodie Parkes, Encompass Ink, April 23, 2016 release
MM erotic romance/ suspense

I so enjoyed writing ‘Heart in Chains’. I’d just written, MM romance, ‘A Forever Kind of Thing’ for an Encompass Ink anthology to be released later this year and I was still in MM story writing mode.

Connor and Jay my heroes just gelled in my mind immediately as I considered the kind of adventure Connor might have on vacation in an exotic place such as Indonesia. Jay is a mysterious character, tough, driven, but on the verge of changing his dangerous life when he meets Connor. Connor is still getting over a relationship break up, but it’s been long enough and he’s tired of being single. His former boyfriend’s betrayal stays with him, but as soon as he sees Jay, attraction is seeded in his heart.

These two characters are dear to me. Tenderness lies beneath Jay’s composed and tough exterior and courage lies beneath Connor’s sexual vulnerability. I think both will surprise you as you read their story.

Read a teaser...

Darkness was falling as Jay arrived back with another man. They carried a tray each and the other man carried a stool. The other man left, but Jay smiled at Connor as he waited by the bed. Jay flipped a switch on the wall by the door and lit the place. Light streamed downward from the little white coolie-hat shade.

“Come, let’s eat.” He indicated the chair and sat on the stool himself.

Connor dragged his chain as he went to the table. He sat and took the cover off the plate of food. It looked good and the fish was already cut up, which was great since there was no knife, only a fork by his plate. He didn’t expect to be hungry, but after tasting the food, he ate almost all of it before he put down his fork and gave a sigh.

Jay ate slowly. When Connor stopped eating so did he and he placed his fork on the tray.
“It’s good to see you eat. Kiku, the man who brought the food with me, is going to bring coffee. Tell me about yourself.”

Connor turned to face Jay. He felt better after eating. “I don’t get it. Why do you want to know? Why are you being kind?”

Jay frowned. “There’s no need not to be kind. Humor me. Tell me a little about yourself.”

Connor shrugged. “I’m a marine biologist. I’m on vacation. I needed something completely different in my life for a time. These islands seemed like a good idea, far away, warm, beautiful, and …” He stopped talking. What’s the point in this?

Jay pushed his dark hair back from his forehead and folded his arms. He smiled. “Far away. From what, Connor? A love affair gone wrong I think.”

Connor looked down at the remains of his food in confusion. Did he really want to tell his captor about his heartbreak?
“Not that it’s anything to do with you, but yes … I guess.”

Before Connor could react or even know what was happening, Jay reached out a hand and slipped it around Connor’s head. He swooped on Connor’s mouth and kissed him.

The kiss was so unexpected and yet so delicious, Connor closed his eyes and let it happen. He drifted in the soft merge of Jay’s lips on his. The lingering pressure and the way Jay brought his other hand up to caress the back of Connor’s neck was addictive. Connor leaned into the embrace. His cock hardened. Tingles from the circle of Jay’s fingertips on his neck spread down his spine and made his ass feel melted. Thoughts left him. The only thing that mattered right then was the kiss, and he lifted his hands to hold Jay’s muscled shoulders and kiss him in return.

It was Jay who drew away from the kiss.

Connor leaned back in his chair then, shocked at his response.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016, Encompass Ink, All Rights Reserved
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I’m a writer who is in love with happy endings, currently based in southern UK.
I love: music, art, flowers, trees, the ocean. I work with antiques by day and words by night. Like a vampire, darkness is my friend, that’s when the silence is only broken by an occasional hoot of owls in the woodlands opposite my home, and I write.
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New Release! Available May 1st!

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Two gargoyles and a woman who needs them…

Medina Argos is a woman on the run from her present and her past. One of three sisters in an international art theft ring, she flees when a routine art heist goes too far. But this curvy girl is about to learn that some hearts beat to a different drum and the road to love is sometimes the less traveled one, even for a woman with secrets.

Thomas Sauveterre is a renowned art restoration specialist. Nothing is more important to him than his daughter, Gabrielle. When he takes on the largest project of his career, he also gains a security officer in the bargain. But love can be hiding in the most surprising places if he can only open his heart to find it.

Grayson Maberry is a man on the brink. Charged with protecting property and guarding the family he’s currently assigned, he is torn by duty and a love that may never be. But a true guardian will wait forever and this gargoyle may have just met his match. Twice.

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Excerpt:
“Oh my God. Will you just shut up?” Medina Argos growled under her breath as the snakes beneath her skin hissed and whispered. It was the same word, over and over again and she was about to lose her damned mind.

Pretties...

Yes. Pretties. She needed to find a new pretty or her sisters were going to have her head on a spit—and that was before breakfast. She massaged her temples and willed the pounding in her head to freaking stop. The print of the newspaper spread across the table swam like ants in front of her eyes. She lowered her lids, blocking out the bright daylight streaming in through the blinds. Her snakes loved the light but she on the other hand wished it would cloud up and rain like hell. Then at least the migraine would stop. Just another thing for them to disagree about.

The gallery exhibits laid out in the entertainment section tugged at her consciousness but nothing really rang true. Maybe it was the headache.

Pretties...

“Ugh.” She reached for her coffee and took a large gulp.

The full moon was right around the corner and her snakes were at it hard today. Their voices were a snarl of murmurs that were ever so slowly driving her insane. And they really needed another thing to focus on. Like maybe where she could go to find a good brownie. Or some chocolate chip pancakes. But all they wanted to whisper about was the one thing she couldn’t get them to agree on—their next mark.

“Would you hurry up, already?” She mumbled, poking her stylus into her hair. They hadn’t popped out for a visit yet today, but if this headache kept up, goddess only knew. Temperamental at best, her girls were moody man-hating bitches most days and that was saying something.

So she talked to her hair. Most shifters she knew had the same dual natured problems she did, only they weren’t stuck having snakes for hair and an ass that turned into a giant snake rear end. Well, to be fair, her legs sort of turned into the back end of a giant snake, but it was all semantics. On most people’s scale of sexy, snakes weren’t high up on the list. Hell, they probably weren’t even on the list, but when you’re smote by a goddess, it isn’t like you have much say in the matter.

Other people she’d come across in her travels had at least been wolf shifters or even cats. She, on the other hand, was afflicted with a mythological curse that left her hissing at the moon instead of howling at it. One of the snakes wiggled in her hair and she absentmindedly poked at it with her stylus.

“Not yet. Go back to sleep.”

There went the coolness thing again.

The snakes hissed at her in censure and she sighed. She reached for her cup of coffee and took another sip. The hot black liquid slid over her tongue, cinnamon and earthy. The morning had come too soon. Nightmares woke her in the middle of the night, shaking and sweating, just like clockwork. Her throat closed up like it did when the bastard in her nightmare closed his hand around her neck, cutting off her air, his eyes narrowed into slits filled with rage filled spite.

Favored by the goddess...You’ll be crawling by the time I’m done with you.

And she had been.

About the author:

Erzabet Bishop is an award winning and bestselling author who loves to write naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Crave, The Science of Lust, Wicked for You, Snow, Heart’s Protector, Red Hot, Hedging Her Bets (Alpha Fever Box Set), Cat’s Got Her Tongue (Alpha Heat Box Set), Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark (upcoming),The Devil’s Due (upcoming), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted Paddle Emporium (upcoming), Sigil Fire, Glitter Lust (upcoming), Malediction (upcoming), Burning for You (upcoming), Burning Midnight (upcoming), Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions, Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation Resorts: Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many anthologies. Erzabet has been a finalist in the GCLS awards for 2014 and 2015, winning the Goldie for her spot in two anthologies. She has been nominated for the Golden Flogger Award for Crave and the full figured Ménage Award for Spirit Board in 2016. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies.

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