Monday, August 10, 2020

Riley's Journey Featured at N.N. Light's Book Heaven Bingeworthy Book Festival August 28 #books #bingeread #giveaway

 



It may be back to school time but my mind is consumed with what to read next.  Luckily @NNP_W_Light has their Binge-Worthy Book Festival to help sate my hunger. Check it out:


https://www.nnlightsbookheaven.com/bookpromos/categories/binge-worthy-book-festival


Enter to win a $50 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

Enter to win a $50 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

Enter to win a $25 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

Enter to win a $15 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

Enter to win a $10 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

 

I’m thrilled to be a part of this event. My book, RILEY'S JOURNEY, will be featured on August 28. I even talk about my first binge-worthy book I read. You won’t want to miss it.

Bookmark this get-together and tell your friends.

Patsy


 

Tuesday, August 4, 2020

THE CHALICE Featured at N.N. Light's Book Heaven Binge-Worthy Book Festival on August 5!



Celebrate your love of books all month long at N. N. Light’s Book Heaven Binge-Worthy Book Festival. 68 books, 50 bestselling and award-winning authors, 5 Amazon/B&N gift cards plus authors share what their first binge-worthy book they read and recommend. Join in the fun! 



https://www.nnlightsbookheaven.com/bookpromos/categories/binge-worthy-book-festival


Thursday, July 30, 2020

N. N. Light’s Book Heaven Binge-Worthy Book Festival















 


Calling all readers!  Feed your book addiction with N.N. Light's Book Heaven Binge-Worthy Book Festival.  68 books featured plus a chance to win one of the following:

Enter to win a $50 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

Enter to win a $50 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

Enter to win a $25 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

Enter to win a $15 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

Enter to win a $10 Amazon (US) or Barnes and Noble Gift Card

 

I’m thrilled to be a part of this event. My books, The Chalice and 

Riley's Journey, will be featured on August 5 and 28, respectively. I

 even talk about my first binge-worthy book I read. You won’t want

 to miss it.

 

Bookmark this get-together and tell your friends:

https://www.nnlightsbookheaven.com/bookpromos/categories/binge-worthy-book-festival

Thursday, July 9, 2020

What Would You Do If You Fell Through A Portal And Ended Up In 1847 St. Louis?

She fell through the portal and ended up in 1847 St. Louis and the start of the Oregon Trail. She had to get home to present day Seattle and the only way west was the wagon train and Jake Marshall her only option to join the train. A marriage of convenience, a long, treacherous journey and the prize, ultimately, home. But will Aimee succeed?  Find out.








Excerpt:  
“Jake!” she blurted.  “Take me with you!”
            He stopped, his gut clenching.  He hadn't seen that coming! 
            He waited for her next move, staring at her face, flushed beet red, amber eyes begging.
            “Please," she whispered. 
            The walls closed in, smothering him.  He didn't want to hear what he knew she was going to say.  He didn't need that kind of complication.
            "I have nowhere to go.  I don’t know anyone, and if you leave, I’ll lose the only person who has treated me with kindness since I’ve been here.” 
            She reached up and took off her diamond earrings.  “My parents paid three thousand for these as a graduation present.  I’ll give you one now and the other when we arrive in Seattle.”
            He rubbed a hand over his face, giving himself time to think.  She was so beautiful, standing there, looking lost and sad.  Damn it!
            He checked the hallway and then pushed her back, stepping into the room.   “Even if I wanted to, which I don’t know that I do, I can’t.”
            “Why?”  Her lips trembled.  Tears filled her pleading eyes. 
            His stomach plummeted.  He hated tears!  He didn't know how to deal with them.
            “Because this group of emigrants are pretty religious. They wouldn’t take kindly to an unchaperoned female traveling with me.”
            “Even if I’m paying you – like a business deal?”  She took his hand and placed one of the studs on his palm.  His fist closed instinctively around the gemstone.  Holding the gem to eye level, he scrutinized it.  Why was he even considering it?  But damn it!  He was tempted!
            “Pretty rock.”   He handed it back and looked away, feeling guilty.  He wasn't good at these kinds of things.  Taking care of another person didn't fit in his plans.  She didn't fit in his plans.  He liked being alone.
            “They’re perfect – my parents made sure of that.” She repeated her offer.  “One stone now and the other when we reach Oregon.”
            “And I repeat – these people won't allow you to go with me.”
            “What would it take to get you to take me?”  Tears spilled down her silken cheeks.  "I'll do anything."
            Instinct caused his hand to reach up and cup her face.  The texture of her skin felt like satin, soft and smooth.  His heart beat sped.  She got to him in ways he didn't understand.  His thumb stroked the soft contours.  “If it was up to me, I’d let you go,” he conceded.  “But they pay for my services.  Maybe if you found a man to marry you, we could figure out something.”
            “Get married!  To just anyone?”  Shocked, her eyes glimmered in the lamplight.
            His hand dropped.  “Best I can come up with.  If you’re married, they might let you go.”  The thought of her with another man tore at his gut! He wanted to kill the bastard!  He gritted his teeth.  She belonged to him!  No other man had the right to touch her!
            She drew in a deep breath, blurting out.  “Jake, listen to me.  I know this is sudden but I don't have any other option.  I don’t know any other men.  Will you marry me – in name only?  Once we’re in Oregon, I’ll give you a divorce, and it’ll be like it never happened.  You can go on with your life, and you’ll have my diamonds to help buy that property you mentioned.” 
Jake shook his head, heat boiling his guts. “You want me to marry you just so you can get to Oregon?”  He didn’t know why, but her suggestion sickened him.  He'd let her get to him with her tears and her sadness.  She'd almost convinced him she was special, but she wasn't.  She was just a whore, an expensive one, but a whore.  
            “I don’t have any other choice.  I have to get to there and this is my best chance.”   
            “So – you are willing to sell yourself - for the right price,” he growled, irritated that it bothered him so much.
            Her eyes shot amber sparks.  “Not selling myself – I’m buying you.  There’s a difference.”



Aimee's Locket, now available in audio book form as well.

Link: https://www.amazon.com/Aimees-Locket-P-L-Parker-ebook/dp/B002TG4NJC/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=

Thursday, June 11, 2020

When the Demon Rises From the Pit - Abaddon Rising #hotreads #scifi #scifiromance

Looking for a hot scifi romance?  Check out my Star Brides (Deg'Nara) Series.  The Chalice, Breeder Slave and Abaddon Rising.

Abaddon Rising.

She was one of a 1,000 women abducted as mates by the alien Chiagan-Se males. When the Deg'Nara attack the Chiagan-Se stronghold, she is captured, enslaved and forced to fight in the alien gladiator arena.  She is slated to die when Kanaan, the most feared warrior of all, claims her as his own.

Excerpt:


With gentle fingers, he traced the contours of her features, outlining each as though memorizing every curve and hollow. The amber eyes darkened. He bent down and pressed a light kiss to the corner of her lips. His mouth slid sideways and then drifted to her right ear, nibbling and lightly biting on the sensitive lobe.
You need this,” he whispered. His tongue laved her inner ear, further sensitizing the already sensitive organ.
She gasped, shutting her eyes as shivers of delight exploded through every nerve ending.
Then he was soaping her scalp, rubbing the antiseptic smelling bar through her hair and massaging with firm hands. It felt…incredible!
He turned her around, working the soap bar down her backside. She grinned to herself. He spent an inordinate amount of time washing between her cheeks and at the apex of her thighs but who was she to object? Not when she was experiencing every woman’s fantasy! A hot shower with her very own sexy male doing all the work!
“Face me,” he growled. The husky timbre of his voice demanded she obey.
She drew a deep steadying breath and then turned. The irises of his amazing eyes blazed with glittering highlights. The hard lines of his face burned with unconcealed lust!
Metal groaned and rocked as he slammed her against the shower wall. Fangs grazed the curve of her neck emitting slivers of mild discomfort and then ebbed as he licked and soothed the wounds.
 She grabbed handfuls of his silky wet hair and held on! Their mouths fused together in a frenzy of lips and dueling tongues! Marde! He tasted so good! Like sex and male and all good things!

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Saturday, June 6, 2020

Fact Check - Time Travel Lovers

As a sometimes time travel author, I found it interesting to review the personal hygiene attributes of man through the ages. I have to say, in most instances, I was not favorably impressed.

The word hygiene comes from Hygeia, the Greek goddess of health,  who was the daughter of Aesculapius, the god of medicine.

For a detailed timeline of personal hygiene, visit this site:  https://www.historylearningsite.co.uk/a-history-of-medicine/history-hygiene-timeline/




1400 AD the Chinese invested toilet paper!

An aside from the History Channel “The most famous example of ancient ‘toilet paper’ comes from the Roman world [during the first century A.D.] and Seneca's story about the gladiator who killed himself by going into a toilet and shoving the communal sponge on a stick down his throat,” says Erica Rowan, an environmental archaeologist and a lecturer in classical archaeology at the University of London. The sponges, known as tersoriums, may have been used once or cleaned in a bucket of vinegar or salt water and reused, or they may have been used more like toilet brushes than toilet paper.
https://www.history.com/news/toilet-paper-hygiene-ancient-rome-china#:~:text=In%20very%20ancient%20times%2C%20wiping,known%20as%20tersorium%20or%20xylospongium.



1566 – King James VI of Scotland wore the same clothes for months on end, even sleeping in them on occasion. He also kept the same hat on 24 hours a day until it fell apart! He didn’t take a bath as he thought it was bad for his health! (Ugh)

1750 – A letter from Lord Chesterfield to his son urges the use of a sponge and warm water to scrub the teeth each morning. The recommendation of using one’s own urine in France was widely flouted by Fouchard, the French dentist. Gunpowder and alum were also recommended. (More ugh. Urine to clean your teeth along with gunpowder and alum!)

From Owlcation:

The romantic scene of a towering castle surrounded by the pristine sparkling waters of a moat is not strictly true. Especially when we talk about toilets from hundreds of years ago.
In Tudor houses they were called 'privies'. Many were basically a bowl with a slab of wood and a hole carved in the top. This would be set into a recess or cupboard-like area called a garderobe.
The castles were not much better. The slab of wood often just covered a hole in the floor that took waste products straight into the moat - now you know why there are no picturesque paintings of some cute rustic fishing in a castle moat.
Peasants did not have the luxury of any form of toilet no matter how crude. They were forced to relieve themselves where they could and then bury any waste matter. Washing your hands after doing your business was not practiced by anyone.
Of course, rich or poor, neither had toilet paper. Poor people would use leaves or moss to wipe their bottoms. If you had a bit more money then you would use lambs wool.
However, if you were the King, then you employed someone to wipe your bottom for you. The position of royal bum wiper was officially called 'The Groom of the Stool' the more formal title would be read as 'Groom of the King's Close Stool to King (name )'. As disgusting as this job may seem to be, it was a much sought after position. Noblemen would fight hard and dirty - excuse the pun - to get their sons employed in this role, as it often resulted in, eventually, advancing to powerful roles such as Private Secretary to the King. The reason for the promotion was that the groom, who knew the King's most intimate secrets, often became his most trusted advisor and friend.
One major source of infection was bites from fleas and body lice - they were rife. The poorer people in particular were very susceptible. Due to a meager diet and malnutrition, the sores from bites would often become infected. In addition, the human flea is capable of spreading diseases such as typhus and parasites such as tapeworms.
Another source for infection, especially in medieval times, was the use of rushes/straw on the floors. They were used to cover up the natural dirt floor of the building and the top rushes were often changed. Added to these would be sweet smelling wild flowers and herbs to fragrance the room. However, often the bottom layer of rushes was not completely cleared and this led to all manner of possible infection sources.
The reason why so many marriages took place in June was that most people had their yearly bath in May so they were still fairly clean when June arrived. However, as a precaution brides carried bouquets of flowers to cover up any odious smells. June weddings and carrying bouquets are still traditional today but most wedding parties smell a lot nicer.
When Mary Queen of Scots returned to her native Scotland from France she was astounded and not a little put out that the men continued to wear their hats while sitting down to eat at her banquets. It was then pointed out to the young Queen that this was not a sign of disrespect to her but necessity. The men kept their hats on in order to prevent not only their long hair from touching the food but head lice from falling into their plates.
When doing your laundry in the past you didn't have the luxury of biological or non-biological soap powders nor sweet smelling fabric conditioners. Your clothes, linen etc would have been scoured in lye made up from ashes and human urine. The use of human urine to wash clothes and linen goes back to at least Roman times and was favoured for it's great ability to remove stains.

For your reading pleasure or displeasure as the case may be, there are numerous sites about the disgusting cleanliness habits of the past.  Something to think about next time you swoon over a highland hero or the like.  Handkerchiefs were rare and seldom used to wipe noses.  Just a thought!
I write time travel and several of my books/series focus on that genre. Riley's Journey Trilogy, Aimee's Locket and Heart of the Sorcerer!  Of course, I don't focus on any of the above facts!  We want our heroes to be heroes in all aspects.

Patsy

Tuesday, May 12, 2020

Travel Back 40,000 Years - The Riley's Journey Trilogy

They stepped through the portal and traveled back 40,000 years. The Riley's Journey Trilogy: Riley's Journey, Into the Savage Dawn and Beyond Tomorrow. Each just $.99 on Amazon.


Riley's Journey Blurb:  The research project was only for an "extended period." No one said anything about forever! Deceived and betrayed, Riley is sent back 40,000 years to be the mate of a man she’d never before met. Her journey will take her into a world fraught with dangers—a world made more treacherous by savage beasts, primitive Neanderthals, and the incursion of the aggressive Cro-Magnon man.

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B005SV26KS/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i0



Into the Savage Dawn Blurb: Sent back 40,000 years to the ends of the last great Ice Age, the time travelers embark on a journey of survival and discovery. The brutal and cannibalistic Cro-Magnons discover the small band and attack. Forced to flee from their high mountain encampment, the tribe heads into the dawn, towards the Pacific Ocean and their dream of ultimately reaching North America. Geena and Micah are left behind to lead the Cros away from the escaping tribe. When he is killed, she finds herself terribly alone. Severely injured and without hope or resources, she nonetheless is determined to survive and find the people. Survival of the fittest - that is the law of primordial earth.

Buy Link:  https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B06VY5Y4T6?notRedirectToSDP=1&ref_=dbs_mng_calw_0&storeType=ebooks




Beyond Tomorrow Blurb:  The vicious and predatory Cros are amassing in ever growing numbers in the foothills above the travelers’ temporary encampment. Facing inevitable attack, the tribe hastens to prepare for the last leg of their journey—the perilous voyage across the Bering Strait to the shores of the Americas. But time is in short supply.
Kidnapped by a band of marauding Cros, Rachel’s fate as a slave is preordained. Females are few, the tribeswomen the ultimate prize and better off dead the reality. But fate is capricious and unsettled. When the savage warrior, Hawk, overpowers her captors and takes her for his own, Rachel’s destiny takes a new direction.



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Be safe!

Patsy