Exclusive Excerpt from Nexus by C.L. Parker…

One of my favorite authors, C.L. Parker has a new book coming out on September 27th. It’s called Nexus and it’s the final book of The Supernova series. It’s available for pre-order today!

The synopsis:

Kerrigan Cruz and Dominic Grayson have fulfilled their destiny, clearing the way for a new Guardian of the Light to emerge. The product of her parents’ mixed blood lines, Victoria Milena Cruz-Grayson must defend the world as the only Guardian of Mankind in existence.

With the weight of the world on her shoulders, Tori must find a way to keep it from falling before the gravity of her existence sends her crashing to her knees and mankind along with her. The real war is inside her psyche; Good versus evil in a battle between Light and Dark. But she is not alone in her quest.

The Guardian of the Guardian, Dante is destined to fight by her side. With an arsenal of wicked charm, seduction, and the ability to ignite a raging inferno, his allure is powerful. Will it be enough to convince Tori to choose him?

Coming between them is a man whose existence is confined to her dreams. The only friend Tori has ever known, a man she has grown to love over her short twenty-one years. She doesn’t know his name, or why he’s there, but she can’t deny the feelings she has for him. There’s only one problem; when he leaves, her dreams become nightmares plagued by demonic beings hell-bent on viciously murdering her loved ones. Over and over again.

Two men, both pledging their undying love and unyielding loyalty, but one is not at all what he seems.

Torn between her lifelong friend and the man destined to stand by her side, the Guardian of Mankind must choose her path. The fate of the world depends on her getting it right. But how can she choose when she doesn’t really know who she is to begin with?

C.L. has generously provided an exclusive excerpt from Nexus for all of you, so go check it out…


Before long, Dante and Tori were back on the motorcycle for the ride home with her satchel and his button-down secured in the saddlebag. Tori couldn’t stand to see how fast they were going because she just knew that at any moment he was going to hit a rock or a deer was going to run across the road and make them go skidding across the pavement. Like on the ride there, she buried her face into his shoulder so she wouldn’t have to see anything.

Without warning, Dante pulled off the road and the bike came to a halt.

“Why are we stopping? Can I open my eyes now?”

She stole a glance without waiting for his reply to see where they were. Before she could really take anything in, Dante turned in his seat, wrapped an arm around her waist, and spun her around until she was straddling his lap with her back to the road.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

“Put your hair up.”

“What? Why?” She had taken it down before they left because she liked to feel the wind blowing through it.

Dante sighed. “Because it’ll be whipping me in the face and I won’t be able to see to steer. Just . . . where’s your hair tie? I’ll do it myself.” He looked down at her wrist, finding it, and pulled it over her hand before gathering up her long hair.

Tori tried to pull away in protest, but he held her firm, wrapping her tresses into a bun at her crown and securing it in place.

“Stop being a wuss, Angel. You’re not enjoying yourself because you’re too bloody scared to open your eyes. I figure this way,” he smirked, “we’ll both enjoy the ride.”

He winked at her before revving the motor and kicking off, forcing Tori to wrap both her legs and arms around his upper torso. She buried her face into the crook of his neck so he wouldn’t have to lean to the side to see around her to the road. When she inhaled the musky scent of his skin, a wicked idea popped into her head.

Have fun. Walk on the wild side. Live a little.

What was it Auntie Gabe had said to her? Oh, yes. “. . . a little experimentation never hurt nobody.”

Maybe he had a point. Besides, Dante liked to play games with her; she’d see how he liked it when the roles were reversed and there was nothing he could do about it.

Tori started by running the tip of her nose along the length of his neck to his ear and felt him stiffen immediately. She smiled to herself, loving that she had as much of an effect on him as he did on her. Next, she pressed her lips to his pulse point, softly at first to test the waters and then a full-on open-mouth kiss to follow up.

“Careful, love,” Dante warned, but Tori didn’t feel the slightest bit threatened. Unless he wanted to kill them both, there wasn’t anything he could do but go mad from her teasing.

She rolled her hips to scoot closer, pressing herself against him completely while suckling his skin in a trail up and down his neck.

Dante growled. She could feel the vibration through his chest against hers. “You’re being particularly bold for someone who has absolutely no intention of following through on what she’s starting. What kind of game are you playing?”

Tori put her mouth to his ear. “Does it matter? You like games, remember?”

He chuckled. “Oh, I see. You do realize that in every game your opponent gets a turn as well, right? And if you think I’m going to let you forfeit once I’m batting, you’d better think again.”

Tori ignored him and took his earlobe between her lips to gently scrape it with her teeth while tonguing the little gold hoop earring. They still had a long ride back home, and no way was he going to try anything with their parents around.

Dante hissed as he turned toward her ear. “Christ, woman. You’re driving me mad.”

He took one hand off the handlebar and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer. She could feel the bulge from his crotch just under her ass, but instead of scaring the shit out of her, it fueled her on.

“Watch the road, Dante.”

She grabbed his chin and turned him until he was facing straight ahead. Then she continued to suckle his neck, paying particular attention to the place where it joined his shoulder because he seemed to really like that. Using the distraction, she slipped her hands under his wifebeater and pushed it up his sides until he was forced to lift one arm and then the other so that she could quickly pull it over his head. She noticed the grin on his face when it was gone, but he kept looking straight ahead, seemingly content to let her do as she pleased for the time being.

Tori lifted her rear and put the shirt between his legs before sitting back on it so that it wouldn’t go flying in the wind behind them. The thought occurred to her that she must be truly insane to be making out with a man and undressing him while traveling down a road at seventy miles per hour on a motorcycle, but she had gone too far to stop.

Her hands roamed freely over the toned muscles of his chest as she resumed her exploration of his neck and shoulders with her lips and tongue. He was delicious, a bold manly taste with just a hint of salt. And speaking of bold . . . her fingers slid down his chest, over each divot of his taut abdomen to the button on his jeans. When she brazenly popped it free, the bike veered to the left.

She looked up, finding Dante had taken a dirt road that led into the cover of a wooded area. He took another left through a part in the trees just wide enough to let them pass, and then he slowed the bike to a stop.

He cut the engine and looked at her with a lopsided grin, his eyes ablaze with lust. “My turn,” he said, and before Tori knew what was happening, her shirt was over her head and the front clasp on her bra was popped, leaving her chest just as exposed as his. Damn, he was quick.

Dante leaned her forward as he cradled her back with his hand and forearm. A split second later, his mouth was latched onto one of her breasts. Tori inhaled sharply, having never felt the sensation of a man’s mouth on such a private part of her. She didn’t know whether she should push him away or pull him closer, but when his tongue began to do things that shouldn’t have been possible, or legal, the resounding decision was made. She fisted his hair in both hands and arched her back in encouragement for him to keep going. Then Dante palmed her other breast in his large hand and began to knead it while the arm cradling her body moved her back and forth over that impossibly hard bulge in his pants.

Never had Tori felt more like a woman than in that moment. Sensations she had never felt before engulfed her with a foreign need, one that had to be met or she was sure she would combust. Dante stood, somehow having the presence of mind to still hold the bike in place between his strong thighs, and maneuvered them into a better position. His mouth left her breast but never her skin as his lips moved up her chest, over her collarbone, and along her neck until he reached her mouth. Just as their lips and tongues met in an urgent kiss, he cupped her ass and undulated against her, hitting that erotic spot between her thighs. Closer, faster, harder he ground his hips until suddenly, something snapped inside of her.

A very satisfied moan erupted from her throat, muffled by Dante’s groan and relentless mouth as he pushed hard against her and rocked back and forth without breaking their contact. When he slowed and Tori’s blinding pleasure finally waned, her body went limp. Her fingers relaxed, releasing the grip on his hair.

“I’m really going to love this game,” he whispered.

Tori’s eyes fluttered open and heat flamed her cheeks the second his knowing gaze met hers. Sweat beaded on his forehead and his breaths came just as labored as hers, but the smile that spread across his face was easy and strikingly gorgeous.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Angel. It was a first for me as well.”

Tori’s brows drew together. It sure seemed to her like he knew what he was doing. No way was that his first time. “You mean you’ve never . . .”

He sat upright and looked down at himself with a chuckle. “Not with my pants on.” Then he fixed his eyes on her, still lying back on his bike. “And definitely not on my Duck.”

“Duck?” Tori reached for the hanging parts of her bra, self-consciously pulling them together in an attempt to cover herself.

“Sorry, it’s slang for Ducati, my bike.” Dante took her hands and pulled her up, his fingers making fast work of fastening her bra for her.

“Hate to put these away, but I don’t fancy some bloke getting an eyeful of them on the way home.”

He leaned over and retrieved her shirt and turned it right side out before slipping it back over her head.

“The police and I have a history, and they’re just itching for a reason to throw me in the cell. Best not to give them one. My beating the bloody hell out of some bastard for ogling my lady will do just that.”

He pulled his shirt from under her ass and put his arms through it.

“Your lady?”

What was it with men and their possessiveness? Just because he had gotten her off for the first time, that didn’t make her his.

Dante popped his head through the neck of the shirt and pulled it down over his stomach. He smiled and pulled Tori against his chest hard. “Possession is nine-tenths of the law, Angel.”

Tori pushed back against him and somehow managed to climb off the bike without breaking her neck. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. “Getting me off doesn’t make me your possession.”

A rumble of thunder sounded overhead, evidence of her Guardian ire. Dante’s smile faded and he looked up at the dark clouds rolling in.

“Nice touch,” he said, nodding toward the sky. “Trying to catch your death of cold before I can even get you within city limits?”

“Just trying to prove a point.”

“Point proven. Perhaps my patience wasn’t as steadfast as I had originally thought. Being around you tends to muddle my brain.” He gave her an apologetic smile and held his hand out to help her onto the back of the motorcycle. “How about you knock off the theatrics and let’s get you home?”

Tori concentrated on her mood and reined it in, which also affected the clouds overhead and pushed them back to allow the setting sun to shine through once again.

When she took Dante’s offered hand, he pulled her to him once more so that his lips were at her ear. “But just to be clear, you don’t have to be mine for me to be willing to do that for you again.”

Tori ripped her hand out of his and put it on his shoulder instead, pressing down harder than necessary as she used it for leverage to get up on the bike.

“Just to be clear,” she started, mocking him, “you don’t have an open invitation to do that for me again.”

He laughed and started the engine. She grabbed onto his sides, not really sure where to put her hands. It seemed silly after what they had just done, but she still felt she had a point to prove.

Once they hit the main stretch of road and Dante opened the motor to go dangerously fast again, she gave up and wrapped her arms around his waist, which she was sure he was gloating about even though she couldn’t see his expression.

Stupid, conceited, gloriously talented bastard. She was going to kick his ridiculously great ass during their next training.


YOWZA right?!?

C.L. also has an awesome contest going on here so don’t miss out on it!

Thanks for this excerpt C.L. ❤

Tamie Xo

8 thoughts on “Exclusive Excerpt from Nexus by C.L. Parker…

  1. Karen DeBusk says:

    This makes me want to go find a hot man on a Ducati!!! I absolutely love this book and I am looking forward to CL’s next series.


  2. I’ve heard these are pretty hot. I may check them out at some point. Are they dystopian?


  3. Liesa says:

    I love this series, and the last book, Nexus is AWESOME!!
    CL describes scenes soo good, you feel like your right there!!


  4. Oh, my! *fanning myself* that excerpt was HAWT! I absolutely adore CL Parker’s writing! Nexus is going to blow people out of the water with its mind blowing revelation. Not to be missed, everyone!

    And, I agree 100% with Liesa. You are THERE, living the story as one of the characters! Parker weaves a beautiful tapestry with her words, putting the reader in the midst of things.


  5. Charity Costa says:

    I can not wait to get my hands on this book!!!!!!!!!


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.