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(Hey I'm) Hanging with a Time Surfer
ISBN 1-59578-325-3
Cover art by LW Perkins
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When Shelby meets the mysterious Quentin it's lust at first...grope. Deciding that it's time she made some changes in her life, Shelby agrees to accompany her new lover on a trip, only to discover that Quentin is indeed the rogue 42nd century time agent he says he is. Surfing the Time Vortex on his "time board”, the pair experience erotic adventures throughout history from the distant past to the Civil War era to the future… where an orgy ship houses an evil nemesis ready to cash in on the reward for Quentin's capture. Will Shelby be able to use her newly acquired sexual skills to save her man and return to St. Louis before it’s too late?
What people are saying about book two in the Paranormal Lovers of St. Louis series, Hanging with a Time Surfer:
"This story contained that quirky sense of fun and goofball humor that I really liked from the first book (in the Paranormal Lovers of St. Louis series), HELP! I'M FALLING FOR THE VAMPIRE NEXT DOOR. The sex scenes were explicit and scorching hot... I did find it entertaining." (Three angels) –Hayley, Fallen Angel Reviews
Reading this book is the most fun I’ve had in a long time. Funny, sexy, witty and exciting, it tells what happens when up-tight. overachieving business woman Shelby meets totally relaxed renegade time-agent, Quentin. While adventuring with him in the past, present and future, Shelby discovers another side to herself, an open-ness to new experience, particularly the sexual treats offered by Quentin and others human and aliens encountered along the way.
Hanging with a Time Surfer is the sequel to Help! I’m Falling for the Vampire next door, and is Part 2 of the Paranormal Lovers of St. Louis series. But despite some overlap of characters, the story stands alone very well. Along with just about variation of sex, Shelby encounters a myriad of interesting characters including the evil but extremely well-endowed Barris, Reks of the forked and ultra-flexible tongue, Catriona the purr-fect Feline and Ivak the Invisible Man who I very much hope will be the hero of the third book in the series. Trust me, if you read one of these books, you’re going to want to read them all – immediately!
-- Marie Treanor, author of Dragul in Darkness, www.marietreanor.comWhat people are saying about book one in the Paranormal Lovers of St. Louis series, Help! I'm Falling for the Vampire Next Door
Celine Chatillon begins the "Paranormal Lovers of St. Louis" series with a book that is bound to become a classic. Picking up the story of the Drakula vampires, Ms. Chatillon adds a delicious twist on Van Helsing's story that will really surprise the reader. Folded into this wonderful story the reader will find generous amounts of humor that will keep the readers turning the pages. I cannot wait to read the next book in this series. --Candy for eCataRomance.com (5 stars)
HELP I’M FALLING FOR THE VAMPIRE NEXT DOOR is the first in what is sure to be an exciting series. It has action, adventure, suspense and romance all rolled into one plot. Valentine is the sexy and solitary hero who will make readers melt. Melynda is a wonderful heroine with plenty of spunk to match Valentine in every way. There is evil lurking around every corner waiting to destroy any happiness the couple may have. The love scenes are heated and will keep the reader glued to the pages. Celine Chatillon is a terrific author and I can’t wait to see what her next book will bring and the continuation of the PARANORMAL LOVERS OF ST. LOUIS series. (Blue Ribbon Rating: 4.5)--Angel, reviewer for Romance Junkies
If you enjoy paranormals, with interesting and strong personalities, and reading about the lovely city of St. Louis as a backdrop, then Help! I’m Falling For The Vampire Next Door is the story for you. I look forward to Ms. Chatillon’s next book in the series...--Aggie Tsirikas, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
A brief excerpt from Hanging With A Time Surfer
How can I say no to such a sexy man?
Shelby Schwartz moaned in her sleep and rolled to her back. It had been difficult drifting off to sleep in the weeks since Graham had left her, but tonight was different. Exhausted by a long day at the office, she had collapsed into bed and fallen quickly into a deep sleep. A deep, erotic-dream-filled sleep that made her hunger for a man’s intimate touch to pleasure her throbbing pussy... Instead she knew she would have to gratify her own sensual needs. Half asleep she reached over to the bedside table and groped around for her well-used vibrator.
She screamed as she felt the warmth of a human hand instead.
“Who are y-y-you?” she stammered, sitting up in bed and reaching for the lamp switch. The stranger removed her hand from the toggle before she could switch on the light and cradled it tenderly in both of his.
“No need to be upset. I won’t harm you. I was just passing through, and I heard you moaning in you sleep. I figured you needed a little... help.”
Help. Yeah, that’s exactly what she needed--help to find her wireless phone and to dial 9-1-1 before she ended up chopped into soup-sized bits in this maniac’s food processor.
“I... I didn’t realize my voice carried quite so well through these brick walls.” She slowly curled her legs beneath her, preparing to bolt from the opposite side of the bed, explode toward the exit and fly down the steps and out the front door before her visitor even had a chance to go for his machete. “Or maybe I need to replace the windows. Pity, since the contractor told me they were top of the line.”
“Yes, there are. I can tell you’ve done a great job rehabbing this old brownstone. But don’t worry--it’s sound proof. I heard your sighs in my own dreams, and I surfed on in to investigate. Is this twenty-first century Saint Louis?”
Shelby blinked and stared hard toward the man with the resonant baritone voice kneeling next to her bed and holding her hands. She could only make out his silhouette in the darkness--and what a silhouette it was!
He was built like a Rams linebacker with broad, muscular shoulders tapering down to svelte waistline to what she could only assumed was a nice ass . And the big, strong hands that held hers made her imagine only how well-endowed he’d be in the crotch area... What a shame he was a common criminal who broke into single women’s homes and scared them half out of their wits at one o’clock in the morning. If she had brought him home from the bar she frequented after work, she would have been more than happy to put her vibrator away and ask if he’d like to help scratch her “itch”.
“Twenty-first century?” she said slowly, deliberately. Okay, maybe her visitor was just a plain ol’ delusional psycho and not a chainsaw murderer or run-of-the-mill rapist. If she could keep him talking, she stood a chance of getting out of this situation unharmed. “What century do you think you live in? The eighteenth?”
Shelby could have sworn she heard a smile in the stranger’s silky voice as he answered, “Why, the forty-second, of course.”
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