Showing posts with label Make a Wish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Make a Wish. Show all posts

Friday, December 16, 2022

The man’s pants stretched over his hard ass and a sigh of appreciation escaped Nick. #bestseller #MMromance #holidayromance #gayromance sizzle from E. D. Parr @parr_books and @evernightpub Nick meets Dylan

 


It’s the day before Christmas Eve and 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.


Read an excerpt


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.


Chapter Two

 

The city street glistened with rivers of red, green, bright pink, and white light thrown there by the stores and cafés decked out for the holiday season. Rain fell in drifting sheets as a chill wind ravaged the shoppers rushing from one place to another, some laden with parcels, others hunched against the weather in their winter coats.

Nick parked his SUV in the first available space, opened the trunk with the interior lever, and leaped out. He didn’t feel the cold unless snow lay knee deep on the ground and even then, he enjoyed the beauty, and the way a new white fall would change the light, way too much to complain about the chill.

As he ran around to the back of his vehicle, the squeal of tires braking hard and the clamor of honking horns made him spin around. In the junction behind him, standing motionless, was a stalled car. Other drivers surged around the stationary vehicle, making everything worse by taking space in the oncoming lanes so that everyone crammed dangerously together.

The driver of the offending vehicle edged out of his open car door, narrowly missed by a small car that chanced overtaking just as the lights turned red.

Nick cast a keen gaze over the man, registering his muscled body beneath an inexpensive suit and his thick dark hair, pushed back from his forehead so that the front spiked up. Nick watched the man lean into the open driver’s side door and attempt to shove the heavy vehicle to the side of the road. The man’s pants stretched over his hard ass and a sigh of appreciation escaped Nick. With one hand on the wheel, and the other lodged in the gap between open door and car, the man clearly needed help. Nick clicked the trunk of his SUV closed and jogged over to help.

“Hi, I’ll lend a hand,” he called to the stranded driver. The man straightened to answer and Nick was face to face with one of the most gorgeous men he’d ever seen. Nick never hid his emotions. They shone from his ice-blue eyes and exuded from his well-toned body. He smiled at the man in a way he knew and didn’t care broadcast attraction, desire—pure sex.

Apparently unaffected by Nick’s charisma, the man gave a grateful nod. “Thanks.” He leaned into the task of pushing the car out of the way, as the traffic lined up behind him, and the sky opened with a fresh punishing downpour.

Copyright E. D. Parr , Evernight Publishing

Make a Wish an E. D. Parr bestseller



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Wednesday, December 20, 2017

He looked what he felt, uncomfortable in the wet gray suit, downtrodden, and he’d forgotten to straighten his tie. #MMromance #midweektease


Welcome to #midweektease and this week's teaser is from Christmas
MM romance 'Make a Wish'



The day before, Dylan West might have been hopeful for a positive outcome of the interview, now, as he rode the elevator to the human resources department on the top floor of the store, he wasn’t so sure. His car breaking down was surprising. He had no idea what could be wrong with it. His luck with job seeking wore him down. Dylan didn’t usually give in to flights of fancy, but into his mind crept the thought. Maybe it’s an omen. The only bright spot was Nick Kringle. Dylan smiled as he considered the hot guy’s name. Must be Scandinavian—he looked like a Nordic god. What would it be like to have his muscled body rammed against mine? Hell, he was attractive, so hot. How old would he be? Thirty, maybe, like me.
The elevator car doors opened. He stepped out and walked along the corridor to the double swing doors at the end. Dylan checked his look in the reflection that mirrored him as he put a hand on the chrome handle of the tinted glass. Even blurred, he looked what he felt, uncomfortable in the wet gray suit, downtrodden, and he’d forgotten to straighten his tie. He did that as he walked into the large office.
The receptionist greeted him. “How can I help you, sir?” She looked him up and down.
Her obvious disapproval at his appearance wasn’t wasted on Dylan. He pulled at the jacket, trying to unstick it, and his best blue shirt, from his body. The Nordic god was right. His jacket was saturated.
“Dylan West for Rachel Carter. I have an appointment…” He tried to look over the counter at the tablet computer on her desk.
She glanced down at the list displayed there, and then obviously having found him on it, she raised her eyes to his face. “Yes, Mr. West, take a seat. Ms. Carter will be ready for you in a few moments.”
Dylan looked around for somewhere to sit. His gaze alighted on a row of armchairs. He stared at the brocade, cushioned seats. They wouldn’t respond well to soaking up his dampness. He perched on the end of one.
No sooner had he sat than a young man strode from an unseen door, and stood in front of him.
“Come this way, Mr. West.”
Dylan rose and followed the young man through a wide, empty office into a large room. In the middle of the room was a big, oval boardroom table, and two people sat at one end of it—a stern, thin-faced man and a woman in an impeccable blue suit.
The young man indicated a chair. “Please sit down, Mr. West.”
Dylan sank slowly onto the dark leather seat.
****
Across town, Nick Kringle ran into a toy store shielding a long flat box from the sleet inside his leather jacket. He sought out the recipient and then took off into the growing darkness. A few packages remained in the trunk of his SUV. He searched among them swiftly, reading the names and addresses looking for Dylan West. Nothing … maybe tomorrow … but this evening he’s going to be back with his broken-down car trying to get it towed or fixed. It won’t hurt to be passing by… Nick finished his deliveries, zigzagging across the city, thinking about the luscious guy in the dove-gray suit, made darker with rain.
He edged into the stream of traffic heading to the main business district where the advertised late-night shopping was in full swing. The car that Dylan West had abandoned stood exactly where Nick last saw it. He pulled his SUV in behind it.

Nick gazed out of the windscreen. The night sparkled. He breathed in the freezing atmosphere. Rushing people, tires swishing, multi-colored fairy lights sprinkled across the city like jewels. This was his favorite time of year. A time when anything could happen, and in his experience, usually did.
Copyright E.D.Parr Evernight Publishing 
Can wishes come true? You bet—especially if Nick Kringle has anything to do with it.
HOP TO THE NEXT #midweektease 

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Flashing back to Make a Wish with #midweektease #MMromance #teaser

Make a Wish E.D.Parr , Evernight Publishing 
#MMromance #eroticgayrom
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Dylan looked on from the corner. The place buzzed with the excitement of people determined to have a good time.
Then he saw the hostess. She had her arm linked with that of Nick Kringle and pulled him into the throng of people. In the other hand, she brandished a huge bottle of champagne. A red ribbon around the neck of the bottle streamed behind them as they danced among the partygoers until Nick saw him. Dylan’s heart gave a giant thump and then raced as Nick’s eyes locked with his.
Dylan couldn’t look away. Nick gazed at him with unconcealed interest. A ripple of happiness went over Dylan. Nick said something to the hostess and left her. He walked toward Dylan purposefully, his muscled body radiating sex. Dylan’s stomach muscles instantly tightened, and his cock jerked.
Nick stopped just about toe to toe with Dylan.
“Hi. What happened to your car?” His pupils widened, darkening his ice-blue eyes.
Dylan soaked up the sight. He is attracted to me. “I left it by the roadside until the morning. I couldn’t face standing in the cold waiting for a tow truck.”
Nick’s eyes filled with sympathy. “You might find it gone tomorrow. It might get towed by the city.”
Dylan shrugged. “The way I feel right now, I wish it would.”
“What else do you wish for, Dylan?” Nick’s voice was low and sexy.
The question, combined with the scorching look Nick gave him, sent a shock of tingling desire all the way through Dylan’s body. He knew right then they’d connect sexually for sure, sooner or later. He hoped it would be sooner. The words that formed in his mind weren’t to be spoken—hot sex, your cock, your ice-blue eyes gazing on me and your hard body rammed against mine, fucking hell—you…
Nick’s expression grew tender. “You know you’re standing under a huge bunch of mistletoe?”
Dylan’s entire body tensed as a wave of desire burned over him. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from Nick’s mouth. The way Nick moved even closer to him captured him in a web of attraction. Unbidden, a sigh of pleasure escaped him.
Nick trapped him, placing a hand on the wall over Dylan’s shoulder as he leaned in. He murmured as he closed the gap between their faces, “Hey, I think you’re gorgeous. Don’t be afraid. I want your kiss. I want to kiss you.”
Nick’s lips touched Dylan’s, soft, tender, searching.

Dylan’s breath left him. His sexual hunger surged and he pushed his arms around Nick’s neck, pulling him close to kiss him hard, and then linger in a shower of kisses—kiss after kiss, until his cock strained against his jeans and his ass clenched.
Copyright E.D.Parr Evernight Publishing 

He's definitely not your average guy. Nick Kringle has more than a touch of the supernatural about him and he's going to share his magic with down on his luck, Dylan West . Naturally, it helps that Nick thinks Dylan is super hot...
Make a Wish
 #MMromance erotic romance with a sparkle of magic
Can wishes come true? You bet—especially if Nick Kringle has anything to do with it.


HOP to the next Midweektease 

Thursday, December 15, 2016

A Christmas #MMromance to make you tingle. Nick believes in magic. #erotic #romantic #teaser

Make a Wish E.D.Parr Erotic, romantic, a Christmas MMromance to make you tingle


It’s the day before Christmas Eve and 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.

Who is Nick Kringle?
With a name like that you might think he’s the jolly old elf in red, but Nick is a gorgeous guy who just happens to have a touch of the supernatural about him. He drives a red SUV, he delivers goods, and sometimes they’re straight from somewhere special—a place of magic and kindness.
Nick is gorgeous, kind, generous, loving just the kind of man that down on his luck Dylan West needs to run into. Could it be fate that makes his car break down unexpectedly almost next to Nick on the busy main street full of hectic Christmas shoppers and travelers? Maybe…


Read an excerpt:

The city street glistened with rivers of red, green, bright pink, and white light thrown there by the stores and cafés decked out for the holiday season. Rain fell in drifting sheets as a chill wind ravaged the shoppers rushing from one place to another, some laden with parcels, others hunched against the weather in their winter coats.
Nick parked his SUV in the first available space, opened the trunk with the interior lever, and leaped out. He didn’t feel the cold unless snow lay knee deep on the ground and even then, he enjoyed the beauty, and the way a new white fall would change the light, way too much to complain about the chill.
As he ran around to the back of his vehicle, the squeal of tires braking hard and the clamor of honking horns made him spin around. In the junction behind him, standing motionless, was a stalled car. Other drivers surged around the stationary vehicle, making everything worse by taking space in the oncoming lanes so that everyone crammed dangerously together.
The driver of the offending vehicle edged out of his open car door, narrowly missed by a small car that chanced overtaking just as the lights turned red.
Nick cast a keen gaze over the man, registering his muscled body beneath an inexpensive suit and his thick dark hair, pushed back from his forehead so that the front spiked up. Nick watched the man lean into the open driver’s side door and attempt to shove the heavy vehicle to the side of the road. The man’s pants stretched over his hard ass and a sigh of appreciation escaped Nick. With one hand on the wheel, and the other lodged in the gap between open door and car, the man clearly needed help. Nick clicked the trunk of his SUV closed and jogged over to help.
“Hi, I’ll lend a hand,” he called to the stranded driver. The man straightened to answer and Nick was face to face with one of the most gorgeous men he’d ever seen. Nick never hid his emotions. They shone from his ice-blue eyes and exuded from his well-toned body. He smiled at the man in a way he knew and didn’t care broadcast attraction, desire—pure sex.
Apparently unaffected by Nick’s charisma, the man gave a grateful nod. “Thanks.” He leaned into the task of pushing the car out of the way, as the traffic lined up behind him, and the sky opened with a fresh punishing downpour.
Copyright E.D. Parr Evernight Publishing 2016
Buy the book