Monday, November 2, 2015


Releasing 11/9

One man’s trash…

He’s hockey’s bad boy. Alex’s reputation as one of the meanest defensemen in the league is nothing compared to his notoriety off the ice. After spending too much time and energy chasing someone who’d never feel the same, Alex is through playing games. He’s content with his self-indulgent nights of alcohol and strange men.

Is another man’s treasure.

His entire life Gannon has toed the line, doing his best to keep from becoming a burden to his older brother who ended up saddled with him way too young. Now Gannon has his sights set on Alex, and he’ll stop at nothing to have him. Including, offering Alex something he can’t resist. One night. No strings.

Alex is exactly the brand of crazy Gannon’s been searching for.

From the beginning nothing goes as planned between Alex and Gannon, but neither man can stay away. When a secret from Gannon’s past floats to the surface, Alex has to choose. Will he fight one last time or let life shatter him again?

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A simple ride back to his car. That’s all Alex wanted, except he didn’t. Alex rattled off the address to where Shayne and Lincoln’s engagement party had been held earlier in the evening. Where his car still sat. With a short nod, Gannon let Alex know he’d heard. Silence filled the car. Alex fought the urge to mess with the dude’s radio, canceling out the uncomfortable void. Anything was better than staring at Gannon’s profile, and Alex couldn’t seem to stop doing that. Damn, how one person could be so physically perfect, eluded Alex. No matter how many times he tore his gaze away, it always found its way back. Gannon cut his eyes at Alex and Alex looked away again. Fuck. Obviously, he was making the man uneasy, and Alex didn’t want that.
He did his best to focus on something else. “I’m not taking you out of your way, am I?” Gannon chuckled. It was husky and punched Alex in the gut. Otherwise, the silence remained. “Now I’m worried. What does that laugh mean? Will they find my body tomorrow?”
Gannon’s eyes crinkled in the corners and a dimple appeared in his cheek. Alex’s breath caught in the back of his throat. “Hmmm,” Gannon hummed, making Alex crave feeling the sound against his skin. “I guess this is where I should confess, I had zero intention of going anywhere tonight until you showed up.”
Chill bumps rose on Alex’s skin at Gannon’s softly spoken admission. His mouth went dry, forcing him to clear his throat to respond. “Why?”
Gannon’s smile grew. “I don’t like going out alone.”
“That’s not what I meant.” When Gannon said nothing else, Alex knew he wouldn’t get an explanation. He loved the sound of Gannon’s voice. As much as he wanted to hear the other man speak, he didn’t need it so badly he’d make Gannon uncomfortable to get his way. Instead, he grabbed ahold of Gannon’s confession. “You said you don’t like going out alone. Now you’ve got me. What would you like to go do?”
If Alex hadn’t been staring so intently at Gannon, he might’ve missed Gannon’s reaction. A faint smile crossed his features, and he ducked his head slightly before recovering. He was shy. Just like that, Alex went hard. Beautiful innocence was his biggest weakness. An odd desire to protect Gannon while ruining him for all others rose in Alex’s chest.
“I thought you had a six a.m. training session.”
Even though Gannon was watching the road and not him, Alex still shook his head. “Don’t worry over me. I haven’t slept in years. Name the place, and we’ll go.”
Gannon snuck a quick glance in Alex’s direction. “Whatever I want, huh?”
“Yep. Whatever you want, I’m game.”
At Alex’s reassurance, Gannon dipped his chin as if coming to a decision. “All right, then. If you’re serious, then what I want to do is you.”
Alex’s brain short-circuited. He heard the words as they fell from Gannon’s gorgeous lips, but couldn’t process them. A huge part of him wanted to ask if Gannon was shitting him. The rest of him recognized that would be a mistake. He heard himself giving Gannon his address. No way would he give the other man time to back down by wasting time picking up his car. Gannon changed lanes before cutting a U-turn and heading toward Alex’s place. The dude was obviously serious. Alex’s dick beat a pattern against the inside of his zipper. No doubt a wet spot was forming on his boxer briefs.
“I’m not a whore.”
“The thought never crossed my mind,” Alex said, being honest.
“But I am using you.”
“You’re not the first,” Alex said, still being open.

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Charity Parkerson is an award winning and multi-published author with Ellora's Cave Publishing, Indie Publishing House LLC, and Punk & Sissy Publications. Born with no filter from her brain to her mouth, she decided to take this odd quirk and insert it in her characters. *2015 Readers' Favorite Award Winner *Winner of 2, 2014 Readers' Favorite Awards *2015 Passionate Plume Award Finalist *2013 Readers' Favorite Award Winner *2013 Reviewers' Choice Award Winner *2012 ARRA Finalist for Favorite Paranormal Romance *Five-time winner of The Mistress of the Darkpath Connect with her online: --Website: --Facebook: --Twitter:

Saturday, October 31, 2015

Wickedest of all Sinners

Adriana Claymore moved to Martinique to start a new life, but when she stumbles upon an ancient book, she finds herself drawn into a centuries old battle between brothers. 

”Sorcier” Julien Dubois has been on the hunt for his twin, Jacques, ever since the day that Jacques stole a book of spells from him and allowed their younger brother to die. 

Adriana is about to change the game, but when she gives her heart and soul to one of the brothers, she must face a difficult question. Did she lose herself to evil? 


She wanted to rant and smash the machine to pieces. She wanted to call her sister a whore and stomp a mud hole in Trent’s crotch. She knew none of those things would ease the sickness rising in her gut each time she heard their voices. Instead, she did what she always did and calmly erased their messages, as if it would somehow erase them from her life. She was aware of Jacques watching her. She couldn’t bring herself to face him. Did he think her weak, or worse, did he believe she was being selfish and acting like a child?
When he finally broke the silence, the words came out haltingly as if they were being torn from his chest. “My brother once took something important from me as well.” When he paused, she turned to watch his face as he struggled with the words. “If it had been anyone else in the world who’d done what he did, I might’ve been able to one day move past it, but the fact it was him.” He shook his head as if there were no words. There weren’t, but she knew. The gaping hole left behind by her sister couldn’t be shored up with any amount of apologies, or platitudes. It was gone. It was as if her sister had died because it couldn’t be fixed. Crossing her arms over her chest, Adriana tried to force the pain back inside before it consumed her. She concentrated on Jacques instead. “What did your brother take from you?”
He shook his head and made a gesture of helplessness. “Everything.”

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Saturday, October 17, 2015


About the story
An out-of-control hockey star.
A ruthless agent.
One needs discipline.
The other, release.

Henley has been perched on the edge of self-destruction for years. Drugs, alcohol, and dark fetishes are only a few of his vices. When the only man capable of controlling him turns his back for good, Henley finally crosses the line, losing everything.

Kieran Steele is considered to be one of the most ruthless agents in the world of sports. His cutthroat tactics have never failed to land the deal of every athlete’s dreams. When he sets his sights on something, he always gets what he wants. What Kieran wants most is Henley.

For years, Kieran has watched Henley from the sidelines, fantasizing. Now, Kieran is the one person who can give Henley what he needs—ice beneath his skates and pain in his bed. But is one man’s obsession stronger than the other man’s demons?

“Um, maybe I should go too.”
“Sit down.”
Henley’s gaze shot to the door at Kieran’s demand, but Alex and Gannon were already gone. Chewing on his bottom lip, Henley cast a look around. He focused on a hard-backed and uncomfortable looking antique chair. Kieran unbuttoned his jacket as Henley eased himself down into the chair, praying it would hold his weight. A low chuckle rolled through the room, making Henley hard. He bit his lip harder to keep from asking what Kieran found so damn funny about this situation.
Kieran loosened his tie and sat on the couch. “Why did you choose the most uncomfortable chair?”
“I didn’t know it was uncomfortable when I sat down.”
Kieran’s eyebrow quirked. Just the one. Damn, Henley loved that shit. “Do you know it now?” Henley spent a moment trying to decide which was worse—lying or insulting the man’s furniture. Thankfully, Kieran saved him from having to choose. “If you wanted your ass to hurt, all you had to do was say so. I’d been happy to accommodate you.”
Henley’s lips parted in his surprise before he caught himself and snapped his teeth together. He couldn’t get a good read on the man sitting across from him. Something about the other man’s icy veneer drove Henley’s bravery to kick up a notch.
“Please do.” Henley’s voice came out on a growl, and he bit his lip again, trying to hold back another plea.
A satisfied smile twisted Kieran’s lips. His lids swept low, hiding his emotions from Henley. “Please do, what? I want to hear the words.”

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Charity Parkerson is an award winning and multi-published author with Ellora's Cave Publishing, Indie Publishing House LLC, and Punk & Sissy Publications. Born with no filter from her brain to her mouth, she decided to take this odd quirk and insert it in her characters. *2015 Readers' Favorite Award Winner *Winner of 2, 2014 Readers' Favorite Awards *2015 Passionate Plume Award Finalist *2013 Readers' Favorite Award Winner *2013 Reviewers' Choice Award Winner *2012 ARRA Finalist for Favorite Paranormal Romance *Five-time winner of The Mistress of the Darkpath Connect with her online: --Website: --Facebook: --Twitter:

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Monday, September 14, 2015


TITLE –  Blow
SERIES –  Hard Hit
AUTHOR – Charity Parkerson
GENRE – GBLT Romance
LENGTH – 200 pages
PUBLISHER – Punk & Sissy Publications
COVER ARTIST –  Punk & Sissy Designs with photography by Taria Reed

When the cover model who’s every man’s fantasy…
By most people standards, Ryker is considered odd. As the only child of a notorious conman, he understandably has a few trust issues. Most men are willing to overlook his parentage and strange personality since these days he’s better known as one of the hottest cover models around. Ryker knows his appearance pays the bills, but it’s also brought grief, stalkers, and one gorgeous cop into his life. There’s one tiny problem with his new-found obsession, Grady—other than being a part of organized law enforcement—he also happens to be straight.
Meets a cop who’s unlike any other man…
Grady knows exactly what he wants in life. He has the career he’s always dreamed of, and plays the field, catching every woman he sets his sights on. That is until he meets Ryker. Something about the more-damaged-than-not cover model brings out Grady’s protective side. Ryker also does something else to Grady. He makes him burn. The last thing Grady expected was to fall for another man, but no one makes him feel the way Ryker does. He can’t get enough. Unfortunately, he’s not the only one.
Their passion will blow everyone away.
When Ryker’s ex threatens their newfound love, Grady will stop at nothing to hang onto the man he never knew he wanted, and the bond he’d die to keep.


“Wow, Cop. You’re really uncomfortable right now, aren’t you?”
He shook his head even as his lips refused to shape a lie and deny it. “After the Plethora incident, I was worried about you.”
Ryker’s stare was too knowing. It did nothing to abate Grady’s anger. “Do you make a lot of late night house calls like this one?”
“No.” Fuck. Even Grady heard the desire in his voice. What the ever-living fuck was he doing here? Ryker took a step toward him. Grady’s brain screamed for him to step back. His feet refused. In their defense, they were probably listening to his dick. It was closer after all, and hard as steel.
“What a mess you’re creating for yourself right now, Cop. You’re as straight as they come.” Obviously, Grady was experiencing some fucked up form of tongue paralysis. He couldn’t speak. Ryker shifted even closer until barely an inch separated them. He hadn’t realized until that moment how much taller Ryker stood. Grady had to tilt his head back to hold the other man’s gaze. “Now’s the time to chime in,” Ryker said, taunting him. The roaring need to do something, anything, rose up and overtook Grady’s brain before taking control of his body. Without his permission, Grady’s fingers gripped Ryker’s T-shirt and tugged.
Ryker didn’t obey. He didn’t budge a single inch. Instead, he held Grady’s stare as he slowly lowered his head, forcing Grady to acknowledge what was about to happen. He wanted to run away. God only knew how much he didn’t want this, except he did, and he couldn’t stop. When Ryker’s lips finally met his, Grady sucked in a deep breath. The room spun, making him realize it was the first true gulp of air he’d taken in since his knuckles brushed the wood of Ryker’s front door. With his eyes closed, his mind steadied. As Ryker’s tongue swiped Grady’s bottom lip, he forgot everything, including his inhibitions. Not who he was kissing. Grady was incapable of forgetting that detail. Ryker was too freaking amazing. The brush of lips on lips was gentle until Grady let Ryker in. His back hit the door as Ryker’s fingers dug into his jaw, holding him in place, and consuming him. There were kisses, and then there was whatever this was.
“You’ll regret me,” Ryker promised as he pulled away before attacking Grady from a different angle.
“No,” Grady said against his mouth, recognizing the truth. Maybe this wasn’t his life, but it was his moment. He’d wanted no other man before Ryker, but he did want Ryker.
Ryker’s mouth moved to Grady’s throat. “I’ll regret you.”


Running up the Hill—Placebo
The Beautiful People—Marilyn Manson
Bad Blood—Tayler Swift
Mad World—Jasmine Thompson
Girl Crush—Little Big Town
Happy Together—Filter
Amnesia—5 Second of Summer
U Got it Bad—Usher
Fight Song—Rachel Platten
This Summer—Maroon 5

Charity Parkerson is an award winning and multi-published author with Ellora's Cave Publishing, Indie Publishing House LLC, and Punk & Sissy Publications. Born with no filter from her brain to her mouth, she decided to take this odd quirk and insert it in her characters. 

*Winner of 2, 2014 Readers' Favorite Awards
*2015 Passionate Plume Award Finalist
*2013 Readers' Favorite Award Winner
*2013 Reviewers' Choice Award Winner
*2012 ARRA Finalist for Favorite Paranormal Romance
*Five-time winner of The Mistress of the Darkpath

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Friday, September 4, 2015

Enemy of Man with @ScottMoonWriter


TITLE – Enemy of Man SERIES – The Chronicles of Kin Roland AUTHOR – Scott Moon GENRE – Science Fiction (military, adventure) PUBLICATION DATE – June 2013 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 223 pages, 85,000 words PUBLISHER – Scott Moon COVER ARTISTPro Book Covers


Earth Fleet never forgave Kin Roland’s failure at Hellsbreach. Changed by captivity and torture, hunted by the Reapers of Hellsbreach and wanted by the Fleet, Kin hides on a lost planet near an unstable wormhole.
When a distant space battle propels a ravaged Earth Fleet Armada through the same wormhole, a Reaper follows, hunting for the man who burned his home world. Kin fights to save a mysterious native of Crashdown from the Reaper and learns there are worse things in the galaxy than those hunting him. The end is coming and he is about to pay for a sin that will change the galaxy forever.



Scott Moon loves audio books, especially the works of George R.R. Martin, Stephen King, Patrick O'Brian, John Ringo, David Weber, and Michael Connelly. He has been writing fantasy, science fiction, and urban fantasy thrillers for over thirty years. His professional background is law enforcement, including various tactical and investigative units. In 2005, he was part of a task force that arrested a serial killer who had been at large for over three decades.


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Thursday, September 3, 2015

Snag A Splash of Hope for only $0.99 for a limited time

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Two years ago, Faith Hope left her hometown vowing never to return. When her sister leaves the town’s hottest bachelor standing at the altar and disappears, Faith is forced to face her past in order to find her. 
With a little bit of luck, some devious planning, and a splash of hope Faith may get her happily-ever-after... whether she wants it or not.