From Elodie
The story
is contemporary gay romance with an edge of fantasy, especially written as a
sweet but sexy Christmas treat.
Jamie Snow
and Nathan Bloom, my characters are as usual, dear to me.
Jamie has
battled all his life with his strange, fantastic gift. His is the character
that brings the element of fantasy to the story. The inspiration behind the
creation of this character came, weirdly enough, in the summer, when I visited
a ruined abbey. In the grounds were flowering shrubs that I’d never encountered
before. From a distance, the flowers looked like frost, and as I drew close,
into my mind came the idea of Jamie, a sprite who loves cold, ice, frost, and
to comfort himself in the warm weather, he decorated the shrubs with frost
flowers.
Nathan
Bloom is the perfect partner for Jamie—gorgeous, calm, loving and open. He’s
looking for love. He’s onto Jamie’s gifts long before he lets Jamie know it.
This is a love story—romantic, sexy, hopeful.
Blurb
Hunky
Nathan Bloom works late for the company putting up the town Christmas lights
and decorations.
Gorgeous,
enigmatic, Jamie Snow works late forecasting the weather from his desk in the
meteorology office.
Nathan
sighs over the prospect of a holiday season with no one to love.
Jamie
wonders if he’ll ever find a man to love who will accept his mysterious origins
and talents.
One cold
night, as Nathan finishes hoisting the wreath lights up the building where
Jamie works, they meet.
The
brilliant festive lights aren’t the only things to sparkle as the two men
connect on a deep level.
Be
delighted by a delicious, contemporary, gay romance with an edge of fantasy
this season.
Sometimes
being different is awesome.
Read a teaser:
Jamie Snow
sat alongside Nathan. He glanced across at the man who stirred his frosty
heart. He’s so attractive. Jamie
hadn’t loved in a long time. He felt more than ready for it—longed for it on
lonely nights. He wasn’t about to give up on the chance that this man might
want a lover, that he was gay wasn’t in question. No straight guy looked the
way he had at another man.
“My name’s
Jamie, Jamie Snow.” He softened his voice as he spoke. The man beside him
inspired tenderness and he felt a little prick of guilt. Using the weather to
flirt with him had been inspired but maybe a little naughty.
Nathan
drove the truck into a wide car lot that Jamie hadn’t known existed behind the
furniture store on the end of the main street. “Here we are. The store allows
us to leave the bigger rigs here every year. Jamie Snow—that’s an interesting
name for a meteorologist—mine’s Nathan Bloom.”
Jamie’s
smile infused his tone. “Yes. People tease me sometimes at work, they’ll know
we’ve forecast it and as I walk by they’ll say, ‘here comes the snow,’ but I
don’t mind. I like this name.”
“You’ve had
others?” Nathan asked with a laugh.
Jamie
didn’t want to reply. He waited. I won’t
be lying to this lovely guy if I don’t answer.
Nathan
turned off the truck engine and twisted to talk to Jamie. “It’s a cool name.
Where do you live?”
It appeared
he’d forgotten his question.
Happiness
trickled into Jamie’s soul that the attractive man beside him liked his name, and used the word, cool. Eagerly, Jamie
told Nathan his address on the outskirts of the town.
Nathan
grinned, his eyes reflecting Jamie’s emotion. “I know it well. I live a couple
of streets south from there.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes, 2018,
Encompass Ink
About Elodie
I’m a
writer who is in love with happy endings, currently based in southern UK. I
write for Evernight Publishing, Siren, Hot Ink Press, Encompass Ink, and eXtasy
Books.
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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