Alex Conner’s memories of the vile man she exiled using supernatural
powers inherited from her mother are all but breaking into her living
hours, and nothing is working to keep her nightmares at bay.
Can Alex solve this mystery before it’s too late or will she be the one
responsible for bringing this horror back into her life?
Who can Alex trust and how is she to deal with the draw she has towards
new man in her life – a man who is definitely more than meets the eye?
Alex Conner: Witch? Healer? Both? Joining this powerful female
and a scooby-like cast including a seer, sexy book boyfriends,
devoted best friends, heros, villans and monsters, and magical
creatures. Enjoy the first book in this ongoing paranormal and
fantasy series overflowing with suspense, steamy and romantic scenes,
kick ass action, intrigue, adventure, mind-bending plotlines, and
laugh out loud humor. Trust is a coming of age story about a young
women who had to figure out her powers all on her own. The new adult
tale will get you laughing, crying, while also being a nailbiter as
supernatural powers and beings make this a page turner for
paranormal, mystery, suspense, and fantasy fans.
Trust is a unique twist on paranormal romance, contemporary & urban
fantasy for fans of The Hollows by Kim Harrison’s, with the humor,
heart, and horror of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the magic of The Weird
Girls Series by Cecy Robson, & the science and world building of
The King Killer Chronicles.
The Alex Conner Chronicles Reading order: Trust, Truth, Forbidden, &
Only with more to come! Contains explicit adult language and scenes.
“The storyline was brilliant.” ★★★★★
“I ran the gambit of emotions with this
Party time’s over; now it’s time to kick some ass.
Now that I can no longer deny my heritage as a powerful magic-wielding
Earthen Protector and healer, everything comes crashing down around
me. My estranged mother has enlisted my help in finding my Healer
father; a man who was presumed dead since before I was born.
While I wait and train with Dana, the Mistress of Weaponry and Potions,
innocent people, some who I dearly love, face unspeakable horrors. My
small, yet powerful, group of companions confront danger head-on
while we hunt down those responsible.
Is my father really alive and will the training prove to be enough for
me take on new ruthless enemies?
As if the threats in my life weren’t enough for me to handle, my
feelings for two men have me torn and tempted.
honest, my true power lies within my skills as a Seer. Alex says
that my vixen skills are just “icing on the cake.”
Sandra is a bombshell. She also happens to be a Seer, and Earthen
Alex Conner’s best friend. When Alex goes missing, Sandra seeks
help from the one person she is forbidden to contact.
Can Sandra, and those she used to be closest to, finally move past all
the fear and mistrust?
Discover Sandra’s dark and hidden past, one that even Alex doesn’t
about, in this intense novella, and get a peek at what is in the
cards for their future.
“This story has action, excitement and suspense. It is about forgiveness
and the past colliding with the present.” ~ Amazon Reviewer
The Alex Conner Chronicles reading order: Trust, Truth, Forbidden, &
Only. Contains adult language and situations.
Forbidden is a unique twist on new adult
paranormal romance and supernatural
suspense for fans of The Hollows by Kim Harrison; with the humor,
heart, and horror of Buffy the Vampire Slayer; and the magic of The
Weird Girls Series by Cecy Robson.
magic, demons, and mystery.” ★★★★★
“This book blends reality and fantasy
“Gripping story full of jammed packed action.” ★★★★★
Sometimes you just have to keep your mouth shut and play along; the quiet is
best for plotting, and I am getting out of here.
“This is a great high fantasy, sexy romantic read.” ★★★★★
“Full of adventure, love, betrayal, and magic.” ★★★★★
One would think the sassy, sexy hybrid Earthen Protector and Healer
Conner deserves some downtime after all she’s been through. But no.
Instead, she finds herself trapped by the king of the Fae, and he’s
not letting her go until he gets what he wants.
As alternate realities tangle her in confusion and bring her close to
forgetting who she is and everyone she loves, will she unwittingly
give the king what he craves?
If she does escape, will she ever pick up where she left off with her
sexy Adonis Ryan?
And can she control the new power she never knew she could wield—
over life and death itself—or will she be entangled in a realm
whose ruler is hell-bent on entrapping her and someone she holds
Only is a unique paranormal/supernatural romance & contemporary
fantasy novel for lovers of the metaphysical, romantic fantasy, &
elementals with romantic and dark fantasy elements. Only is enjoyed
by fans of The King Killer Chronicles, Sunshine, The Hollows, The
Weird Girls, and The Shannara Series & Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Ms. Sinclair is an Amazon best-selling fantasy author with books crossing
into YA epic fantasy, NA Urban fantasy, paranormal romance, mystery,
suspense, and Sci-fi genres. Visit ParkerSinclair.net/followme for
FREE books and samples.
Parker gives credit to the development of her imagination and passion for
writing to multiple childhood destinations lacking indoor plumbing.
She would never trade the childhood her parents gave her, and she
thanks them for raising her to have her own thoughts, dreams, and
bountiful imagination. Oh and she wishes to thank them for teaching
her that one should never leave their jeans on the floor of an
everglades campground shower–lest she do the dance of the scorpions
in the pants again!
There’s only one option I can think of and it’s one I was forbidden to use. He told me never to
contact him, to stay away from him, but how can I? Alex’s life is at stake, so to hell with his
Dana’s pinching grip on my arm breaks me away from my thoughts. She knows my plan,
though she still insists on trying things her way again. I swear warm blood is dripping down the
length of my arm, and I tense when a drop pulls away to fall upon the cold tile. I couldn’t have
some decent clothes, could I? Well, it doesn’t help that she practically grabbed me out of bed and
led me back to the guest room where Alex had been staying in my damn pajama shorts and tank.
“Ease up a bit, will ya?” We’ve been trying to take Dana’s Dreamwalk back to when
Alex was taken on and off for hours now, yet we still can’t break into the memory, despite
exhausting brain squeezing attempt, after attempt. The room, which harbored cool tones and an
empty bed flickers to show the scene from hours passed. Alex is sitting up talking to me as I sit
next to her on the bed and I brace myself for what happens next. Darkness engulfs the room,
along with a trembling roar that seems to rattle the cracks of the tile in its grouted spaces.
“What in the hell is that mojo keeping us out? What did you do blondie?” Her voice
whispers into my ear, angry though laced with a rare dose of fear from the Mistress of Potions
and Weaponry. “There’s something sick and twisted stuck all over this putrid muck, like a
vamp’s mouth sucking on a prostitute’s neck. Some crazy Seer blockage is what this is.” Her
grip grows even tighter and I try to pull away.
“Look, Potions Priestess,” I growl. I’ve grown tired of being beaten down each time we
trek into the past. “This is not working, and it is not because of me.” I gulp silently hoping this
isn’t from me, or from those hidden parts of me that have been cemented over with double walls
of brick, mortar, and secrets. Dana releases her fingers from where they’ve burrowed into my
“You asked for it gypsy queen.” At the end of her promise, a fury of feathery smacks and
barbed scrapes unleashes, as if I’ve walked through a forest of thorns with a background noise of
an unwavering screeching inside my brain. I drop to my knees gasping and rubbing the length of
my neck willing it to open so I can breathe. I take in a thankful inhale at a slight reprieve only to
choke on feathers lodging themselves in, attempting to force me to swallow them down. I shut
my mouth and fold into myself onto the ground, my hands over my head like I’m reenacting a
tornado drill from school.
“Fight it, Sandra! You have to tear this thing down. We are in your memory, so you can
control it.” What she truly means is that I better get control over it if we’re going to find Alex,
but nothing I try works. I am entirely blocked out, and whatever the cause is has some serious
badass power backing it up.
“I can’t,” I whimper, doubting she can even hear me over both the raucous and the fact
that my lips are pressed against the hard floor. A tugging sensation yanks my mind with a pop,
followed by silence and only the fan’s hush of cool air flowing along my skin.
“You can get up now, we’re done. I don’t know what else to do besides back your plan.”
I swear she wants to spit on the floor after her sardonic statement. It’s hardly my plan.
What inspired you to write this book? I have been writing for most of my life. In a plastic bin, I still have stories, journals, and even backs of napkins that hold words and stories back as far as elementary school. I think my love for writing came from a passion for reading and for the arts. My grandmother and father love to read, and I remember sitting with them in a sunroom in Biloxi, or on our porch in Kentucky reading alongside them in the silence. When I was writing, I don’t think I saw ahead to be an author until much later in life. I had submitted a poem or two to contests in college, but it wasn’t until my mid-20’s that I thought maybe I could tackle a book. I mean I had done a thesis, and two poem books, so why not go for gold and create an entire story—hell an entire world. I think the thing that held me back, the thing that closed the doors deep in my psyche, was that most of the fantasy and sci-fi books I had read were male authors. It wasn’t until my 30’s that the idea for writing a book with a strong, compelling, messy, and inappropriate protagonist really came to life. I thank those women I found in the paranormal and urban fantasy genre for leading me towards life as an author. When I began to read Jeaniene Frost, Kelley Armstrong, Cecy Robson, I realized my type of humor, action, romance, and magic all worked. They had proved it. But it wasn’t until four years after my mom passed, something that has impacted me on a level I am not sure I have really tapped into let alone recovered from, that the well of creativity brewing since I was a child filled up and overflowed. I was in the Arizona desert with one of my best friends when I had a vision of my mom. When I tell you I saw and spoke to her, there is no way I doubt what happened. I felt her hands in mine, a glowing light warming me throughout my body and the sensation that she was happy, safe, and would never leave me. There is something about the desert, it was her favorite place after all, and that experience was the most magical thing that has ever happened in my life. When I came home from that trip, my first book, Trust, poured out of me. I was working as a high school guidance counselor and would still write until one or two in the morning before getting up at 5:30 a.m. for work. I drove myself to that final page, and now, here I am, six books later and finding a foothold in the indie community. I will never stop writing and will continue to seek to create new worlds and new stories for Alex. She saved me in a way, keeps saving me, by allowing me to escape into her world, one that my mother helped create.
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