In case you missed it the first time, this is one of those summer desserts you won't forget:
Peanut Butter Pie: 1 9" graham cracker crust 1 Cup creamy peanut butter 1 8 ounce package cream cheese (softened) 1/3 cup sugar 1/2 cup milk 12 ounce container of Cool Whip (must be Cool Whip) Blend peanut butter, cream cheese and sugar in small bowl, electronic mixer at medium. Gradually beat in milk. Fold in Cool Whip. Spoon into pie crust. Put in freezer until firm, about 3 hours. Let set about 1 hour before serving. Enjoy! Patsy
As with everything, sometimes revising and updating a website just needs to happen. Wasn't easy, the tech world is a confusing and mysterious place for me but I've updated mine with a more modern look and easier to navigate (I hope). Here's the link http://www.plparker.com/ Have a great first of May. Patsy
My latest is a sequel to The Chalice. I've titled it The Breeder Prince. Here's a snippet to catch your interest. Snippet:
hissed. She darted into the scrub, weaving through the wispy plants and scattered
rocks dotting the barren landscape. Her peripheral vision caught movement as
more bodies raced for cover.
“Run Moira,” she screeched. Her breath came in short pants. The
cloying heat and thin atmosphere made breathing almost unbearable. Salt stung
her eyes as sweat streamed from her hairline. She stumbled and fell, but rolled
to her feet and kept running.
“I cannae keep up,” Moira wailed,
her Irish brogue made more prominent by terror. “I cannae run as fast as you!”
glanced over her shoulder. The little redhead was trying but the shorter legs
couldn’t match her longer strides. She was falling behind…becoming more of a
beam shattered a boulder nearby spraying splinters of rock in all directions.
She ducked, crying out as stinging shards sliced her face and ripped holes in
her clothing. Behind her, Moira screamed in pain.
“Move your ass damn it!” She careened
around a large boulder and dropped, crouching against the solid rock wall as
she sucked in great gulps of air. More pulse beams rent the air followed by more
Moira lurched around the stone
outcropping and tripped, landing face down in the hot sandy soil. “I cannae run any further,” she moaned,
coughing up dust. She pushed to her knees, swiping at the clear liquid dripping
from her nose. “Where’re the others?” she hiccupped.
“Probably dead like we’re going to
be if we don’t find cover.” Leah craned her neck, trying to see around the
rock. “Where the frick are they?”
“I saw Sharon.” Moira burst into fresh wailing.
“They shot her down like a dog as she ran from the ship.”
Stop by New Concepts Publishing and check out the March Madness Featured Books. My novel, The Chalice, is featured. The Chalice was a past recipient of the CTRR Award from Coffee Time Romance. 1,000 virgin males, 1,000 kidnapped females, and when the two meet, the battle begins. Here's the link: http://www.newconceptspublishing.com/