Sunday, May 1, 2022

Just in Time for Mother's Day! Free Books! #freereads #rileysjourney #scififomance #timetravelromance

Just in time for Mother's Day.  Free reads! And who doesn't like free reads?  In honor of Mother's Day, I'm giving away free copies of my Riley's Journey Trilogy (Riley's Journey, Into the Savage Dawn and Beyond Tomorrow). The dates for the free reads on Amazon are as follows: 


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.

Surviving alone for five years in this vast wilderness, Nathan, along with his enormous dog, Demon, carve out a life in the perilous environment. Though thrown together by forces beyond their control, Riley and Nathan nevertheless find love—but can these two lost souls survive against such overwhelming odds?



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.



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.


Stop by and download your copies!  And Happy Mother's Day!

Friday, April 29, 2022

Need Some Stress Busting? I've Got The Answer! #giveaway #romancebooks #nnlbh #stressbusting #booktwt


Stress got the best of you in the current indeterminate times, what with remote working and remote learning? Escape inside these books and watch your stress disappear at N. N. Light’s Book Heaven Stress Busting Book Festival beginning May 2. 25 books featured plus a chance to win a $75 Amazon US or CA gift card.


I’m thrilled to be a part of this event. My book, REQUIEM, will be featured on May 24. Wait until you read how I combat stress. You won’t want to miss it.


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Saturday, April 23, 2022

Western Fiction/Romance Bookish Event at N.N. Light's - Aimee's Locket #westernfiction #westernromance #mustread #books #bookish #giveaway

I'm thrilled to be a part of N.N. Light's Western Fiction/Romance Bookish Event.  My time travel western romance, AIMEE'S LOCKET, is spotlighted tomorrow, April 24.


If you like cowboys, Indians, wagon trains and romance, you might want to stop by and check out all the western-themed books and enter the giveaway to win a $40 Amazon gift card!  Lots of great western romances to choose from.

Hope to see you there!


Friday, April 15, 2022

Friday Fragments - REQUIEM #scifi @scifiromance #plparker #adventure

When I first started The Chalice, I had no plans nor did I imagine that it would mutate into a series.  I had so many requests to continue the story of the Star Brides, I had to try.  I have to admit, the Star Brides (Deg'Nara) series is my favorite of the series I have written so far.  I do love my Riley's Journey Trilogy and they have been my bestsellers so far, but the concept behind the Star Brides series is one I find compelling.  

1,000 women are abducted by aliens as mates for their dying race. The males thought they'd come willingly but the females knew they'd been kidnapped.  Once the two sides meet, the battle begins.

My final novel in the series, REQUIEM, is about one of the Star Brides (Cam) who embraces her new life and meets the challenges as they come. 

Blurb: The rebels are losing the intergalactic war.

They need a prototype of the Deg’Nara’s latest weapon, a planet-killer, to survive. A covert operations team is tasked with finding and retrieving the weapon. Their mission is proceeding as planned but goes horribly wrong when Ashyr, a space pirate, swoops in and literally tears the weapon from the team’s hands.
Cam can’t let that happen. Impetuous, reckless, and determined to retrieve it at all costs, she throws herself onto Ashyr’s ship and the battle begins.


Furious, Cam crouched against the wall, glaring at the sleeping male. Thinks he can just jump me and then fall asleep! Guess again asswipe! Her booted foot lifted preparing to kick when he shifted on the bed and mumbled in his sleep. One well-shaped hand reached for the coverlet and pulled it over his shoulders before he lapsed into a low, rasping snuffle. Her foot dropped.

            Great! Just great! Not only was she chained to the bed, but she’d have to listen to him snore all night long. Her foot lifted again. Maybe just one small kick, enough to kill the sound of the heavy breathing! After all, didn’t she owe him at least some sort of pain for the almost rape?

Her teeth caught her bottom lip, worrying the tender flesh. The opportunity for a little payback lifted her dwindling spirits but maybe now was one of those times when erring on the side of caution—as Nadic drilled into her at every turn—might be appropriate. After all, it wasn’t like he’d actually raped her! More like physically threatened…or something!

         She sniffed, inexplicably vexed. No sexual interest whatsoever! Not that she cared a whit about what he’d said, but the response from his well-developed male part certainly disagreed with his statement to the contrary. She almost laughed. Might be fun to explore the possibilities and just might be her meal ticket on this ill-advised journey into nowhere. She studied the back of his head, noting the thick hair that curled at the base of his neck. He wasn’t unattractive. In fact, he was more than attractive, handsome even, and she suspected he had his fair share of females vying for his attention. He certainly had all the attributes to make him drool-worthy to the greater part of the female population.

        Wonder if he’s bonded? And how old was he? Not a fledgling by any stretch of the word. Mature and self-possessed but young for a captain although he seemed to be well respected by his crew members. Even the green-skinned, smelly lizard guy showed him a lot of respect.

        Too much time thinking about him! But then, what else did she have to do? Going to sleep wasn’t an option. Who knew what would happen if she wasn’t on constant guard! He might just decide he did have some sexual interest in her or forget who she was in his sleep!

He snuffled and rolled to his side facing her. 

       His face in repose caused her female parts to flutter. Surprised, she shifted further away before settling down to peruse his features. The full, mobile lips were slightly parted showing a thin line of his perfect white teeth. Although his shoulder length hair was a light honey-brown, his long curling lashes were a dark brown as were the arched brows. At the moment, the brows were drawn together over the well-sculpted nose as though his dreams were troubling. The firm chin with just a slight cleft only added to his masculine beauty.

She caught herself in a sigh. Just her luck the first guy she could honestly rate as a good old piece of man-candy ended up being her enemy!

He huffed and then drew a sharp inhale. Guy sure made a lot of noise in his sleep! Funny, she found it almost comforting. Reminded her of the barracks where she spent her nights. Never a real moment of quiet. Always some trickling of noise going on.

Her eyelids drooped. Gawd, I’m tired! She stifled a yawn. Seemed like forever since she’d made the reckless dive onto Ashyr’s ship. But for that, she’d probably be resting in her own bunk surrounded by her friends and cohorts. Once again Nadic’s words swam through her weary brain. Err on the side of caution! Figure out a plan and stick to it!

Plan be damned! At the moment, all she needed was some sleep! Her weary brain fogged, blanking out for a moment as she drifted off. Startled, she jerked awake, swiping at a line of saliva dribbling down her chin. Mortified, her gaze flew to Ashyr, but he appeared deep in slumber. Her gape-mouthed drooling was the subject of more than one off-hand joke made at her expense. Embarrassed the heck out of her but not much she could do about it other than tape her mouth shut while she slept.

She shifted, easing the cramping in her legs. Damn cot wasn’t made for two people and the big guy took up most of the available space! Wasn’t really his fault though. If she was honest with herself, she deserved pretty much everything he was handing out—and then some! Guy hadn’t asked for her company and she’d been better treated than she would have expected.

Ashyr rolled to his back, the broad chest raising and falling with each inhalation and exhalation.

Good one of us can rest! Pinching him seemed unfair!

The temperature in the chamber seemed to drop several degrees, enough to cause a slight shiver to race up her spine. She eased a blanket from beneath his feet and draped it over her shoulders, using part of it to form a makeshift pillow. Might as well be comfortable! She snuggled down, struggling against the overwhelming need to catch a few moments of rest. Her eyelids grew heavy, but she had to stay awake! Had to be ready…

Nope! Wasn’t working! Raising up on one elbow, she studied the sleeping male with some interest. Gone was the scowl that marked so many of his waking moments. Beneath the closed eyelids, his eyes moved with restless abandon, a sure sign he was dreaming according to what she’d read in some long forgotten medical journal. It would be interesting to know what prompted his current dream state. Sex. Battle. The galaxy in general.


Monday, April 11, 2022

Memories of Easter #scifi #scifiromance #plparker #easter

With Easter just around the corner, I'm taken back to my childhood and all the good memories surrounding Easter.  Easter was an event at our house.  The day before, we colored eggs and generally made a huge mess. On Easter morning, we had the requisite Easter egg hunt for the eggs we colored and candy hidden by Dad. We dressed in our new Easter clothes which included gloves and a stupid hat, attended church, had a big Easter dinner (usually ham and potato salad which was made from the colored eggs) and enjoyed a day of special family closeness. The picture below is one such day. (For some reason my father always had us facing the sun when he took pictures. Ergo, the squinty eyes and pained smiles. FYI - I'm the littlest of the girls.)

Back in those days, we were allowed to celebrate Easter at school. No restrictions on a religious holiday. I remember in school every child worked hard to make a ridiculous Easter hat (though there were those fancy hats we knew were created by the child's parent).  Mine were always self-made and less than creative but I was proud of them.  The Friday before Easter, we'd have a big Easter parade circling the gymnasium with everyone singing "Easter Parade".  It was fun and entertaining. Good times! 

Without little ones running around the house, Easter is not the event it was when I was young but I still enjoy the day. My wish for you is a Happy Easter and a bit of joy in your life.  And if you don't celebrate Easter, I wish you a great day of love and laughter! Hugs.

Monday, April 4, 2022

Foibles and Then Some #plparker #scifi #scifiromance #adventure

Foible:  a minor weakness or eccentricity in someone's character. "they have to tolerate each other's little foibles"

I've noticed as I get older I'm developing some foibles that I never had when I was younger - at least I don't think I had! 

Maybe it's the way life is these days but one of my biggest foibles is when my freestanding toilet paper holders are not completely stocked! It drives me so crazy, I have to immediately fill these babies up! I've decided it's because we had the great coronavirus toilet paper shortage and I developed a fear of having no toilet paper! Silly, I know, but a foible of mine own.

I have found that I do tend to add foibles to my characters in my stories.  Perfection is boring and real people have foibles.

In my novel, REQUIEM, my heroine, Cam has several, the most noticeable one is her tenacity when faced with overwhelming odds.  She just can't let whatever it is go.



Nadic and Seisyll darted from the darkness and raced across the lit area, crouching near the service door adjacent to the refuse pit. With an economy of motion, the weapons tech hacked into the security system and the door angled open.

She ambled towards their position, keeping a close watch for any unforeseen trouble. With a brief wave of his hand, Nadic followed by Seisyll slipped through the opening and disappeared.

Now we wait! Her teeth clenched. She hated this part! She wanted to be right there in the thick of things! Not out here! Adrenaline kept her on edge but her only outlet was to continue the charade of patrolling the perimeter and keeping watch. As the newest member of the team, she was still working to prove her worth but she felt she was gaining ground bit by bit. Nadic, one of Lord Tegan’s warriors, proved to be a tough team leader but a fair one. He’d given her a chance long before any of the others would even consider her and she’d done her best to show him he’d made the right choice.

Her lips curved in a slight smile. If things went right, at some obscure time in the future, she planned to investigate whether he had any personal interest in her. He hadn’t bonded with any female to her knowledge and from her perspective, he was open season. 

Time slowed to a sloth’s pace. Her skin crawled, tingling nerve endings stimulated by the stress of waiting. The faceplate clicked and a small screen opened up in the lower left corner displaying the operation from Nadic’s perspective. Surprised, her pace slowed for a fraction of a parsec. The weapon was far smaller than she’d envisioned. Hardly big enough to create the chaos surrounding its purported destructive use.

Nadic and Seisyll were engaged in scanning the unimposing mechanism, working in a concerted effort to ensure every angle was photographed and transmitted to the ops techs. The faceplate clicked and retrieve the weapon flashed across the screen. Seisyll’s slanted eyes rounded, exhibiting astonishment but with a shrug, he bent to the task.

This was supposed to be a simple snatch and grab—grab whatever data they could on the weapon and scram. Not grab the damn weapon itself!

She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to keep the strolling pace but every atom of her being demanded she race to their position and lend aid. Only the knowledge that Nadic would have her head on a platter kept her walking the perimeter.

Got it!” Seisyll hissed.

She tensed even tighter as the weapons tech hoisted the weapon and stored it in a large pack and then snapped the bag shut.

Nadic’s hand fisted. “Done! We’re leaving!”

Her relief died a quick death as her vid-com screen blinked off.

What the f…!”

The compound erupted in a blinding flash of high-powered pulse beams! Startled, she hunched down and then jumped sideways as a huge chunk of the compound wall toppled down and then rolled, almost crushing her. The screeching whine of attack vessels almost split her eardrums as a squadron of fighter aircraft rained destruction on the fortress. In swift succession, pulse blasts wiped out the guard towers and portions of the high wall. Within parsecs, against the blazing glow of the detonations, dark figures rappelled from a transport hovering over the central command turret—Nadic and Seisyll’s last known position! What the fuck!

She punched her fist against the faceplate attempting to reconnect but the apparatus appeared dead, registering nothing. She flipped up the useless apparatus. Catching movement, she watched as Drust almost fell over the rim of the high barricade, tumbled down the extraction rope and landed in a heap at the base of the wall. She raced over, caught a fistful of his vest and dragged him from beneath the torrent of debris falling from above. A quick check of his vitals confirmed he was alive but severely injured. There was no sign of Ursula!

Against mission protocol, she tapped her wrist com. At most, it was only good for close communications but right now it was all she had.

“Nadic! Seisyll! Report,” she hissed.


To her right, beyond the refuse pit, an unidentified alien vessel dropped down and settled on the ground. A portal opened up but all she could see of the interior was blackness.

She dragged Drust further into the dark, injected him with a pain inhibitor before covering him with dried brush. It was all she could do until help arrived!

The compound door slammed open and a figure raced out. In his arms, he clutched a bag!  Nadic? Seisyll?

But no! The lone figure raced towards the waiting transport!

The bastard’s stealing our weapon!

Aghast, she stood up and then charged after the figure, running full tilt across the uneven ground. The team had spent too many long rotations in planning this mission and it was far too important to give up now!  Her quarry reached the transport and clambered in as the portal door began to swing shut. Without conscious thought, she jumped, flew through the air and landed headlong in the interior. She rolled to her feet, coming face-to-face with a bug-eyed green alien, she started to raise her weapon before pain wracked her brain and the lights went out.

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Sunday, March 20, 2022

Spring Has Sprung and I'm Dancing With Joy! #spring #plparker #joy

My favorite time of the year - SPRING! Tulips are peeking through along with other early spring bloomers.  The world is in rebirth and I love it! I always feels like spring gives me the strength to go forward. I've made it through fall and winter and now I can enjoy what spring brings.

Spring leads to summer and that's my next favorite season of the year.  I have to admit, I hate fall.  It is a time of dying, but I know lots of you out there find fall to be the best season and I'm not knocking your choice, just enjoying mine.

I hope this spring brings you joy and rebirth, and most of all hope.