Romans & histoires Parker Novels

It's a fiery, intense quality that's both destructive and invigorating, like a raging inferno or a cool breeze fragrant with the scent of flowers. There's something mysterious and inexplicable about Parker that Harmony can't seem to understand. It makes her suspicious, fearful, restless, and ultimately disappointed: "Ouch, but that's the real reason you rejected Conal." Parker laughs, revealing her trademark fangs: "I don't like people, ahahahaha. I bet Conal was pale with embarrassment." Harmony remains silent. Parker is used to her companion's silence and continues to enjoy herself, humming "Love the mountains, love the beauties" while they run back and forth. Soon, both are exhausted and

That momentarily silence that existed between them, his mind trailed off to Selena as he imagined what she could be doing that moment. "What was it that Mr Parker did that got him into so much trouble?" Her voice drew his attention back to her. "When Parker was 19 and Vera was about 15 an accident happened. Parker's mother ended up dead. Vera taped the incident and had it edited, making Parker look like he killed his mother. Parker was never aware of this until his relationship with Vera crashed. By then Vera's son was two years old and she couldn't bear the thought of Parker leaving her for someone else. She didn't strike immediately, she did after many years when Parker had established so

She avoided looking at his handsome face, realizing he was referring to their problems, not Ivy’s. “I’m sorry if you got the wrong idea. Heath’s fixated on reclaiming what he had with Ivy and he’s a weird romantic. It’s a pain, really. Not that I don’t think you’re great. I can see how you are with Geoff and how Ivy trusts you. I don’t impose my interests on others. Yeah, I love what I see and so far, the only warning sign I’ve seen is probably from your past. I’m not sure you’d welcome me pushing you to confront and defeat it. I’m not a knight in shining armour, and I’m not sure you’d want one.” Parker broke the silence. Then he filled her in on his observation about what happened throughou

Parker suddenly asked, breaking her thoughts. “Huh? Did you say something, Uncle Parker?” Lydia asked, unsure if she’d heard correctly. “I asked if you’re afraid of me,” Parker repeated, his tone a mix of curiosity and amusement. Lydia paused, momentarily taken aback, before shaking her head. He wasn’t frightening, despite his imposing stature, fierce demeanor, and the intimidating reputation of being Mr. Parker. When he smiled or laughed, it was as if the world brightened. “I’m just an ordinary man,” Parker said with a soft smile. “I express myself straightforwardly, just like how I feel about you.”