Barbarians of the Dying Sun: An Alien Romance by Aya MorningstarMy rating: 0 of 5 stars
So glad to see Aya getting back to SFR. Great start to this new series.
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Saturday, March 3, 2018
Review: Barbarians of the Dying Sun: An Alien Romance
Barbarians of the Dying Sun: An Alien Romance by Aya MorningstarMy rating: 0 of 5 stars
So glad to see Aya getting back to SFR. Great start to this new series.
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Friday, February 16, 2018
Compound 26 by Krista Street
Title: Compound 26
Series: The Makanza Series
Author: Krista Street
Genre: Dystopian/Sci-Fi Romance
Release Date: February 8, 2018
In a society ruled by sanctions and curfews, Dr. Meghan Forester emerges as the youngest and most promising scientist to join the fight against Makanza - the deadly virus that's ravaged the world.
Inside Compound 26, a giant government-controlled research facility, Meghan's new job involves studying the Kazzies, the rare survivors who carry the virus and now exhibit supernatural powers. But as her work enfolds, Meghan's horrified at the brutal and unethical practices the Kazzies are subjected to. And most surprisingly, she falls in love with one.
Faced with growing conflict over helping the Kazzies versus following the Compound's strict policies, Meghan must choose: obey the government's unethical practices or risk everything to save the only man she's ever loved.
For once, Davin stood still. He stared at the men. It was the first time I got a good look at him.
My mouth dropped.
He looked normal, like any other human.
If I had seen him on the street, I would have guessed he was like me or Amy. Healthy, whole, untouched by Makanza. Nothing about him screamed that he’d been contaminated.
My eyes traveled up his frame. He was larger than average build, tall, but not so tall he’d draw attention. His skin was tan, like he’d just been out in the sun, which I knew was impossible. The muscles visible beneath his torn clothing were well-defined, but by no means bulky. His incredible strength and speed had to come from something within. When my eyes reached his face, my breath caught. The emotion on his face…
I’d never seen anything like it.
Davin’s features, the straight nose, high cheekbones, and deep-set eyes, would normally be attractive, even strikingly handsome, but they had twisted and contorted into an expression that could only be described as absolute rage.
Krista Street's books often feature a large cast of complex characters, plenty of supernatural twists, and romance in every story. She loves writing about coming of age characters who fight to find their place in this world while also finding their one true mate who complements them more than any other.
Krista Street is a Minnesota native but has lived throughout the U.S. and in another country or two. She loves to travel, read, and spend time in the great outdoors. When not writing, Krista is either chasing her children, spending time with her husband and friends, sipping a cup of tea, or enjoying the hidden gems of beauty that Minnesota has to offer.
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Thursday, February 15, 2018
New Release - Unfrozen by Regine Abel
Book Title: Unfrozen
Author: Regine Abel
Genre: Sci-Fi Romance
Series: Valos of Sonhadra Book 9 (standalone)
Release Date: February 15, 2018
Blog Tour: February 19-23, 2018
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Blurb:
When the penitentiary ship she's incarcerated in gets sucked into an anomaly, Lydia barely survives the crash onto an alien planet. Only the sadistic experiments performed on her by the prison's scientist allow her to survive this harsh and dangerous world. The future looks grim until she stumbles upon a magnificent city of ice and its most unusual inhabitant.
Kai is fascinated by the delicate stranger fallen from the stars with the power to bring his hibernating city back to life. She stirs emotions long forgotten by his frozen heartstone. Can she be the salvation of his people or will the trap set by the Creator bring about their collective doom?
Coming Soon
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Bio
Regine Abel is a fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi junky.
Anything with a bit of magic, a touch of the unusual and definitely a lot of
romance, will have her jumping for joy. Hot alien warriors meeting no-nonsense,
kick-ass heroine give her warm fuzzies. Through her Veredian Chronicles series,
Regine will take you to an exciting alien world full of mystery, action,
passion and new beginnings. Follow Amalia and her Veredian sisters – enslaved,
exploited and hunted – as they fight for their freedom and the right to love.
In her Dark Tales series, Regine will make you rediscover the fairy tales of
your youth in a sexy, dark, and twisted reimagining of the classics.
When not writing or reading, Regine surrenders to the other passion in her
life: video games! As a professional Game Designer and Creative Director, her
career has led her from her home in Canada to the US and various countries in
Europe and Asia.
Tuesday, January 16, 2018
Release - Alien Alphas - 23 Sci-Fi Romance Novellas
Title: Alien Alphas
Twenty-Three Naughty Sci-Fi Romance Novellas
New York Times, USA Today
And International Bestselling Authors
Authors: Cari Silverwood, Cynthia Sax, Renee Rose, Lee Savino, Addison Cain,
Kallista Dane, Maren Smith, Ava Sinclair, Sue Lyndon, Emily Tilton, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson, Grace Goodwin, Ivy Barrett, Jane Henry, Jaye Peaches, Katie Douglas,
Lili Zander, Loki Renard, Maria Monroe, Megan Michaels, Myra Danvers, Sara Fields,
and Sophie Kisker
Savage barbarians.
Powerful warlords.
All ready to claim their mates.
Alien Alphas is a collection of panty-melting sci-fi romances featuring dominant alien heroes, penned by New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors. This decadently naughty box set includes twenty-three ALL-NEW, stand-alone novellas full of hot alien alpha males, breathless passion, and reluctant surrender. Take an exhilarating trip beyond the stars with this limited time only bundle that’s sure to leave you turning the pages late into the night.
Strangeways by Addison Cain:
The first time he’d screwed me, he’d marched me through my door by the elbow. Dirty uniform aprons littering the floor had been ignored, the pair of us walking over abandoned pizza boxes and fast food wrappers. Once at my lumpy bed, he’d bent me forward, ass up, still clothed.
He’d told me to stay.
I’d never had a man talk to me like that… or flip up my skirt, pull my panties down, and inspect me. And that’s exactly what he’d done. Kneeling, he’d leaned up close, tracing his fingers down the shape of my labia. He’d spread them apart to look deeper, and… I should have been mortified.
It’s not like I had expected a tryst. Heck, I was sweaty after the morning shift and wearing an old pair of panties.
It didn’t matter. Phi had complimented my scent, shape, and even posture profusely.
And then he had thrust in, right there, just like that. Both of us dressed, my cheek to the mattress. Hell, I still had my shoes on.
And I… I had liked it.
It wasn’t until my first orgasm that he’d altered position, undressing us both, and laying me back to take me face to face like a lover.
That was the first time I’d seen his unclothed body… and the part of him he’d put inside me.
Absently as he’d slipped it back in, I’d wondered if they always started fucking an earth woman from behind… so we might know how good that thing could feel and not scream when it waved our way.
And it had felt good. Better than good.
No one in my past had ever gotten me so worked up. Maybe it was the fact Phi’s genitals could change shape. Maybe it was the ring of short waving tentacle-like protrusions around it that stimulated clitoris, labia… anus.
Maybe it was that he knew how to fuck.
The Ghost in the Stars by Sophie Kisker:
Keelie is getting a spanking from Siridin.
“How many more?” she asked, trying to steel herself.
“A question like that will get you spanked between the legs if you ever ask it again. And the answer will always be: until I feel like stopping.”
She whimpered. She gripped his leg hard as he resumed the stinging slaps. She abandoned her thin thread of control, pleading and struggling. He merely gripped her tighter and kept going, until she was sobbing out her apologies and promising to never disobey again.
She whimpered. She gripped his leg hard as he resumed the stinging slaps. She abandoned her thin thread of control, pleading and struggling. He merely gripped her tighter and kept going, until she was sobbing out her apologies and promising to never disobey again.
At last it stopped.
“Shh…” he whispered as he stroked her back. “It’s over now. You did fine. And I know you’ll remember this lesson.”
“Yes, sir,” she hiccupped.
There was nothing angry in his tone. There was only gentle touching now. She was so confused, and it only made her weep harder. She didn’t know if he understood, but he turned her over and held her against his chest without saying anything.
Eventually her crying stopped.
“You did good. We’ll work on it.”
She shook her head. “I’m never going to do anything wrong ever again.”
He started to say something, then stopped, and instead helped her to stand. She looked down at his thighs and to her horror saw a huge wet spot right over the bulge on his trousers. She’d leaked during the spanking?
“Yes, sir,” she hiccupped.
There was nothing angry in his tone. There was only gentle touching now. She was so confused, and it only made her weep harder. She didn’t know if he understood, but he turned her over and held her against his chest without saying anything.
Eventually her crying stopped.
“You did good. We’ll work on it.”
She shook her head. “I’m never going to do anything wrong ever again.”
He started to say something, then stopped, and instead helped her to stand. She looked down at his thighs and to her horror saw a huge wet spot right over the bulge on his trousers. She’d leaked during the spanking?
He followed her gaze and chuckled.
She was mortified. Horrified. She turned and ran into the fresher and slammed the door. She stripped off the shirt and turned on the shower and soaped and rinsed until there was no lubrication anywhere between her legs. Her humiliation was complete, and she vowed to stay in the shower for the rest of her life.
Draekon Rescue By Lee Savino:
EXCERPT 1
She was mortified. Horrified. She turned and ran into the fresher and slammed the door. She stripped off the shirt and turned on the shower and soaped and rinsed until there was no lubrication anywhere between her legs. Her humiliation was complete, and she vowed to stay in the shower for the rest of her life.
Draekon Rescue By Lee Savino:
EXCERPT 1
When you said mate in pairs,” I whisper, “did you mean what I think you did? Like all three of us at the same time?”
“Yes,” Tin says simply.
Oh God. Sex with two hot aliens. At once. Is it wrong that I’m intrigued? Turned on?
Stop it. Perv.
I cross my legs and press them together to relieve a faint prickle. The two Draekons are staring at me. I need to say something. Anything.
“Yes,” Tin says simply.
Oh God. Sex with two hot aliens. At once. Is it wrong that I’m intrigued? Turned on?
Stop it. Perv.
I cross my legs and press them together to relieve a faint prickle. The two Draekons are staring at me. I need to say something. Anything.
I volunteer as tribute.
EXCERPT 2
Tin’s expression softens. “Draekons transform once when they first recognize their mate,” he says. “After that, they need to claim her before they can transform at will.”
Claim their mate. Claim me.
“What does that mean? Are you going to bite my neck or something? Drain my blood under a full moon? Will you sparkle?” Okay, I might be getting just a tiny bit hysterical here.
Both men look confused. “To claim you, we will have sex with you,” Crothyr says. “At the same time.”
Dark Warlord by Cynthia Sax:
“Fighter Batu has vowed to protect the settlement.” Genine relayed that information, bracing for resistance. He was an unknown male, would soon kill her. Her friends wouldn’t like that.
“Fighter Batu is a monster.” Ema-974 spat on the white sand.
“Fighter Batu is an honorable warrior.” And he was a bit of the beast. Genine glanced at him. He waited alone, his sword in his right hand, a scowl on his primitive face. The male was ready for battle. That shouldn’t turn her on as much as it did. “You wouldn’t judge me harshly if I killed him in battle, would you?”
“No,” Ema-974 hastily answered. “You’re facing him so Ema-1006 won’t have to.”
“By taking her place, you’ve saved her lifespan.” Di-971 looked one wrong word away from bursting into tears. “We’ll be forever grateful to you.”
“Then don’t judge Fighter Batu harshly for killing me in battle.” Genine was a warrior. She knew she’d die with a weapon in her hands. Her fingers tightened around the hilt of her sword. It was smaller, lighter than Batu’s but the blade had inflicted its share of death. “It is my wish, my last wish, that he safeguard the settlement.”
Di-971 made a hurting sound.
“We will honor your wish.” Ema-974 lifted her chin. “But you could defeat him.”
“I won’t defeat him.” Genine watched as the victor of the previous battle exited the ring.
Once he was out of view of the audience, he rushed to a patch of sand, bent over, and vomited, that scent mixing with the aroma of urine and blood. Genine gazed at him with sympathy. First kills were always emotionally traumatic.
A scavenged ship panel had been modified to carry the losers out of the ring. The corpse was a crimson mess. The would-be warrior had been a mere solar cycle older than she’d been when she faced her first battle.
If her brothers hadn’t surrounded her, compensating for her errors, she would have met the same fate as the boy. She would have died on the battlefield.
EXCERPT 2
Tin’s expression softens. “Draekons transform once when they first recognize their mate,” he says. “After that, they need to claim her before they can transform at will.”
Claim their mate. Claim me.
“What does that mean? Are you going to bite my neck or something? Drain my blood under a full moon? Will you sparkle?” Okay, I might be getting just a tiny bit hysterical here.
Both men look confused. “To claim you, we will have sex with you,” Crothyr says. “At the same time.”
Dark Warlord by Cynthia Sax:
“Fighter Batu has vowed to protect the settlement.” Genine relayed that information, bracing for resistance. He was an unknown male, would soon kill her. Her friends wouldn’t like that.
“Fighter Batu is a monster.” Ema-974 spat on the white sand.
“Fighter Batu is an honorable warrior.” And he was a bit of the beast. Genine glanced at him. He waited alone, his sword in his right hand, a scowl on his primitive face. The male was ready for battle. That shouldn’t turn her on as much as it did. “You wouldn’t judge me harshly if I killed him in battle, would you?”
“No,” Ema-974 hastily answered. “You’re facing him so Ema-1006 won’t have to.”
“By taking her place, you’ve saved her lifespan.” Di-971 looked one wrong word away from bursting into tears. “We’ll be forever grateful to you.”
“Then don’t judge Fighter Batu harshly for killing me in battle.” Genine was a warrior. She knew she’d die with a weapon in her hands. Her fingers tightened around the hilt of her sword. It was smaller, lighter than Batu’s but the blade had inflicted its share of death. “It is my wish, my last wish, that he safeguard the settlement.”
Di-971 made a hurting sound.
“We will honor your wish.” Ema-974 lifted her chin. “But you could defeat him.”
“I won’t defeat him.” Genine watched as the victor of the previous battle exited the ring.
Once he was out of view of the audience, he rushed to a patch of sand, bent over, and vomited, that scent mixing with the aroma of urine and blood. Genine gazed at him with sympathy. First kills were always emotionally traumatic.
A scavenged ship panel had been modified to carry the losers out of the ring. The corpse was a crimson mess. The would-be warrior had been a mere solar cycle older than she’d been when she faced her first battle.
If her brothers hadn’t surrounded her, compensating for her errors, she would have met the same fate as the boy. She would have died on the battlefield.
Her brothers weren’t with her now and she was tired, so very tired of fighting alone. Her glance slid to Batu. She’d give him the show he requested, battling him and death with every part of her, but she accepted her future.
“You should leave.” She told the two females, not wanting them to see her die.
Di-971 sobbed.
“We’re staying.” Ema-974 insisted.
A horn sounded three times. The gates swung open. Genine hadn’t the time to argue with the females. The battle was starting.
Under Contract by Jaye Peaches:
He's not Oparian. He towers above the local guests with muscles that bulge in every direction. He's tinted his hair to fit in with the fair Oparians, however, his eyes are like black matter—bottomless pools of darkness. He continues to eyeball me, tracking my movements as I weave between people. I have this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach that his fascination with me isn't a good thing. I swallow hard, take a few steps backwards and try to put bodies between him and me.
Someone grabs my arm. “Kleo?”
It's Hort, one of the half-naked dancers I met at the last party. I vaguely remember dancing with him, and some other things I shouldn't have done.
Di-971 sobbed.
“We’re staying.” Ema-974 insisted.
A horn sounded three times. The gates swung open. Genine hadn’t the time to argue with the females. The battle was starting.
Under Contract by Jaye Peaches:
He's not Oparian. He towers above the local guests with muscles that bulge in every direction. He's tinted his hair to fit in with the fair Oparians, however, his eyes are like black matter—bottomless pools of darkness. He continues to eyeball me, tracking my movements as I weave between people. I have this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach that his fascination with me isn't a good thing. I swallow hard, take a few steps backwards and try to put bodies between him and me.
Someone grabs my arm. “Kleo?”
It's Hort, one of the half-naked dancers I met at the last party. I vaguely remember dancing with him, and some other things I shouldn't have done.
I use him as a barricade. “Hort, let’s dance.”
We swirl into the centre of the vast room. I lose sight of the strange alien who's tracking me with his eyes. Feeling a relieved, I decide it's probably my overactive imagination. Unfortunately, Hort switches to a different partner, leaving me dancing alone.
My arm is targeted again. This time the hand doesn't let go when I turn. I jump. It's the black eyed alien.
“What the—”
We swirl into the centre of the vast room. I lose sight of the strange alien who's tracking me with his eyes. Feeling a relieved, I decide it's probably my overactive imagination. Unfortunately, Hort switches to a different partner, leaving me dancing alone.
My arm is targeted again. This time the hand doesn't let go when I turn. I jump. It's the black eyed alien.
“What the—”
“Kleo Nikara?”
I nod. My tongue cleaves to the roof of my mouth. He has a deep voice and stares at me down the end of his straight nose.
I nod. My tongue cleaves to the roof of my mouth. He has a deep voice and stares at me down the end of his straight nose.
“I am Brax Trasker. I’m authorised to extract you.” He tugs on my arm. “Let’s go.”
I freeze to the spot. I could challenge him, but I know he’s telling the truth. An extraction is just the kind of thing Tyan would do to get me home.
I freeze to the spot. I could challenge him, but I know he’s telling the truth. An extraction is just the kind of thing Tyan would do to get me home.
“Don't play games with me, Kleo,” he growls.
“Or what?” I snap back. What could be possibly do that would have me scurrying along next to him?
“You really want to find out?” He loosens his grip a little. My confidence rises.
“Sure, go ahead. I don't think you'll do it.” I stick my chin out. So far, everyone nearby his unaware of our hushed conversation.
His fingers tightened again and he propels me towards the wall showing palm trees. He sits on a low chair and with a swift yank, pulls me towards him.
“Or what?” I snap back. What could be possibly do that would have me scurrying along next to him?
“You really want to find out?” He loosens his grip a little. My confidence rises.
“Sure, go ahead. I don't think you'll do it.” I stick my chin out. So far, everyone nearby his unaware of our hushed conversation.
His fingers tightened again and he propels me towards the wall showing palm trees. He sits on a low chair and with a swift yank, pulls me towards him.
Before I can protest, he tosses me face down over his knee and flattens me down by pressing on my shoulders. When numerous pairs of feet turn to face our direction, I screech in alarm.
Promised to the Alien by Sue Lyndon:
He leaned down, until his face was level with hers. “I suggest you keep your opinion on the Earth-Tar-qua trade agreement to yourself, little human, unless you want to endure the strap on your wedding night. If I heard my mate speaking as you just did, I would punish her severely for disrespect. If not for the Tar-quans’ assistance, your dome cities on Earth would have perished long ago.”
Taken aback by his great size, she studied him for a moment. God, he was huge and muscular—intimidatingly so. Having glimpsed plenty of Tar-quans before, when they came to visit her dome city, she had not expected to see an alien this large here in the city, and she felt a stab of pity for whichever human woman found herself mated to this male. He was easily more than too heads taller than her, and aside from his size, this particular Tar-quan seemed overly stern.
An involuntary tingle raced across her bottom at the thought of enduring a punishment from the no-nonsense male who was glaring down at her. Despite her fear, her face heated and a sudden ache throbbed between her thighs. She quickly lowered her head, hoping he did not notice her blushing.
Sold to the Enemy by Sara Fields
Promised to the Alien by Sue Lyndon:
He leaned down, until his face was level with hers. “I suggest you keep your opinion on the Earth-Tar-qua trade agreement to yourself, little human, unless you want to endure the strap on your wedding night. If I heard my mate speaking as you just did, I would punish her severely for disrespect. If not for the Tar-quans’ assistance, your dome cities on Earth would have perished long ago.”
Taken aback by his great size, she studied him for a moment. God, he was huge and muscular—intimidatingly so. Having glimpsed plenty of Tar-quans before, when they came to visit her dome city, she had not expected to see an alien this large here in the city, and she felt a stab of pity for whichever human woman found herself mated to this male. He was easily more than too heads taller than her, and aside from his size, this particular Tar-quan seemed overly stern.
An involuntary tingle raced across her bottom at the thought of enduring a punishment from the no-nonsense male who was glaring down at her. Despite her fear, her face heated and a sudden ache throbbed between her thighs. She quickly lowered her head, hoping he did not notice her blushing.
Sold to the Enemy by Sara Fields
His dark eyes found hers again, and she stilled. Despite her fear, her nipples hardened and her thighs shook, dampening with her arousal with every passing moment. Lifting her chin, she reminded herself to be courageous and brave, to represent Earth as a strong entity, no matter how it ended for her.
“Who are you?” she asked boldly, attempting to hide the shakiness in her voice by speaking as courageously as she could.
He smirked, narrowing his eyes back at her. His forehead wrinkled as he studied her, his eyes changing from a gray to a tumultuous red color.
“I’m only the leader of the Venassathi forces that you attacked. As such, I am well within my right to claim you. You see, my species has a special way to punish criminals. You’re to become my slave, to do with as I see fit,” he said softly but loud enough for her to hear plain as day.
“I’m only the leader of the Venassathi forces that you attacked. As such, I am well within my right to claim you. You see, my species has a special way to punish criminals. You’re to become my slave, to do with as I see fit,” he said softly but loud enough for her to hear plain as day.
Her eyes widened. He couldn’t be serious.
“Sold. Please, come claim what is yours, Commander Edagon,” said one of the aliens beside her.
Aubrie turned to run but saw nowhere to go. Clawed fingers reached out and grabbed her as another alien looped a long rope around her neck.
“Sold. Please, come claim what is yours, Commander Edagon,” said one of the aliens beside her.
Aubrie turned to run but saw nowhere to go. Clawed fingers reached out and grabbed her as another alien looped a long rope around her neck.
Gingerly, Edagon took the end of the rope in his hands and gently jerked her toward him. His strength knocked her completely off-balance and she fell into his arms. Then he grasped her chin, lifting it upward to face him.
Dark and stormy eyes met hers as he grinned at her.
“You’re mine now. I own you. Got it?”
“You’re mine now. I own you. Got it?”
She swallowed. There would be no escape for her. She was doomed.
Tuesday, September 26, 2017
SYFI WARRIORS- ANTHOLOGY
Syfi Warriors
Exotic new worlds,
excitement, danger and a dragon-shifting alien. What more could you ask of a
science fiction anthology?
Check out these new
stories from authors Rose Nickol, A.M. Halford, KD Jones, and Bethany Shaw.
v
Lovers
Lost In The Stars by Author Rose Nickol
Myla didn’t realize how different
her life could be until she was kidnapped and stranded with two of the most
devastating males she had ever met.
Captain Dwaain Moreson and his second Lewan were from the planet of Xylan
and Protectors of the planet. Dwaain was
also leader of the planet.
Finding Myla and her father
stranded in space had been a stroke of luck for Dwaain. Being attacked by the Meglan and stranded
with the little female and Lewan worked nicely into his plans, plans for him
and Lewan to be bonded to the woman. Would fate intervene again and take her
away or would all their dreams come true?
EXCERPT
“Stop! You’ll
hurt yourself,” Dwaain told her loosening his hold. He relaxed his arms enough
that she could sit up straight.
Myla
pushed against his shoulders enough to put some distance between them and sat
her back straight. “Please let me up.”
Dwaain
moved his hands to rest on the arms of the chair and let the little female up. “You
cried out in your rest. I only wanted to console you.”
“Thank you.
I appreciate your comfort. However, I’m to be life bonded to Naglan of the
Leean. I would appreciate it if you showed more
decorum.”
She stood
before him, and even seated he was taller than she. Dwaain reached down and
lifted her chin with one finger so that she was looking into his eyes. “I will
do as I choose with you and you will like it.”
Myla took
a deep breath, and her face turned red, but she said nothing. She knew better
than to provoke him more. After all, she was still a prisoner and needed to
keep her head about her. She didn’t know what he would do if she antagonized
him.
“I will
not hurt you, a little female. Anything I do I will guarantee you will enjoy. If
I wanted to, I could have you screaming my name.” Dwaain held her chin between
his fingers forcing her to look into his sage green eyes. Myla let out a little
huff and twisted out of his grasp. “It is of no consequence. I am to be queen. I
am betrothed. I cannot break the scared promise. It would bring shame on the
royal family.”
Dwaain let
her escape. “We will see, little female. We
will see.”
v
Romancing
A Space Ranger by A.M. Halford
Planet Genus Nine is a key location
for the human expansion into space and is presently used as a primary military
base. Lieutenant James Wright is in charge of the new arrival, civilian
architect Martin Black. Martin is on Genus Nine to build a new rec-center and
hospital wing.
These two butt heads at any given
situation, but an attack on the military base forces them to face their desires
and each other. With an alien threat, meddling exes, and just their own
stubborn prides in the way, can Martin and James find love together?
EXCERPT
Martin and
Daryl had spent two days in deep conversation with the CO of the base and the
CEO of their construction firm. What it all boiled down to was they were
getting the help they needed to get back on track. Gerald was relieved of his
job. Martin felt no remorse for costing the man his career. If he’d just
reported the situation as it was, then there would have been no problems.
Delays were expected and understandable when dealing with these conditions.
Presently,
he was standing in the middle of stacks upon stacks of supplies. He looked like
a child lost in a maze as he gazed up at one pallet and checked the barcode
number against the list on his tablet.
All the
remaining supplies for the foundation arrived last night, at least that was the
report. Martin was trying to ensure that was the case. The last thing he needed
was for his guys to start pouring concrete over the rebar and laying out the
second half of the foundation just to have to stop part way through because of
another error.
He was
about halfway through the check.
“Why don’t
you have someone else do this?” James asked him from his place watching from a
vantage point. Not that there were too many vantage points in this maze of
crates and pallets. “You are the one in charge. Labor like this shouldn’t be
your primary duty.”
“That’s
where you’re wrong,” Martin smiled. James had started opening up around lunch
time yesterday. The Ranger seemed intrigued by the fact Martin took such a
hands-on approach to his job. “To ensure the site runs smoothly and efficiently
is my job. That includes checking the supplies. I’d rather Daryl and his team
place their efforts where needed, laying the foundation and getting us back on
schedule. I, on the other hand, usually have hours of free time which would
normally be spent in an air-conditioned office.”
“Was that
a complaint or were you bragging?” James frowned.
Shrugging,
Martin looked to the man and winked at him, “You decide.”
v
Elite Dragon
Warrior by Author KD Jones
Elite
Warrior Markus traveled a long way from his home world of Drakonia. This new
planet called Earth is strange and the people even stranger. He was there for
one reason, to find more of his people and to protect them from enemies old and
new. What he didn’t expect was to find a mate that both he and his dragon
wanted to bond with. Things just got more complicated but he was a dragon-shifting
warrior, he could handle anything.
EXCERPT
Val opened
the two bottles of beer and set them up on the bar. Her customers, a couple of
locals, winked at her as they grabbed their bottles. The phone rang and she
glared over at her supposed help for the night, Tina, who was leaning over and
flirting with customers instead of working. She should have told her boss that
she would handle the bar alone tonight. Buz insisted, however, that since it
was a Friday night she needed the help. Plus, Tina was his niece so there
wasn’t much she could do.
Val reached
for the phone and turned her back to the bar. “Saddle Up Saloon. Yes, of course
we’re open. No, the kitchen shut down an hour ago. Happy to help.” She hung up
and caught the sight of several new
customers coming up to the bar.
Turning
around she greeted them, “Welcome to Saddle Up Saloon. What can I get you?” Holy shit! The three men that just came
in were smoking hot, wearing leather jackets and tight-fitting jeans and dark
sunglasses.
“Whatever is
good,” the taller man with light reddish-streaked brown hair ordered.
She couldn’t
help but gawk at him. The man had to be the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen.
If only he took off his glasses. As if he could hear her thoughts, he took the
dark sunglasses off and looked at her. She was stunned into silence. His eyes
were a golden honey color, warm and welcoming. He cleared his throat.
“Miss, are
you okay?”
Oh man, he
probably thought she was rude or something. “Sorry, what did you want?”
He took a
seat at the bar and the other two men sat as well. They were good-looking men
too, but she couldn’t seem to take her eyes from this one with the gold eyes.
The way he watched her had her nipples harden and she felt a pulsing in her
pussy.
“I asked for
three of whatever is good.”
“We don’t
have hard liquor or mixed drinks, just wine and beer in bottle or on tap. Do
you like dark or light beer?”
He hesitated
for a moment, looking at his two friends before telling her, “Dark.”
“Okay.” She
quickly went to get three dark beers from the cooler and opened them, then put
them on the bar in front of each man. She stood there for a moment, not being
able to move away, trapped in the first man’s golden eyes. “So are you guys
just passing through?”
That was
stupid—just about everyone passed through this small town. Rarely did anyone
stay unless they got stuck somehow or were raised up here. She fit the first.
She had come with an ex who broke her heart, stole all her money, and abandoned
her there. She had no friends or family to call for help, but thankfully the
locals were kind enough to take her in. She had been there now for three years,
never making enough to go anywhere and really had no desire to leave. This
small town had become her home.
“We will be
here for a few days.”
His voice was deep, with a bit of an
accent she couldn’t place—sexy as hell. She bet he could talk women out of
their panties with just the sound of his voice. Her body was feeling
overheated. Touching her forehead, she was grateful it wasn’t sweaty.
v
Phoenix
Down by Author Bethany Shaw
Nova’s family expects her to fail, and
she’s determined to prove them wrong. Her first mission isn’t going to plan,
though. Her ship has crashed and she’s the only survivor. Now, she must
convince the handsome human that she means him no harm and is there to help
him.
James doesn’t believe his eyes when
he witnesses an alien attack in his backwater town. After watching one of his
neighbor’s be obliterated by one of the invaders, he comes to the rescue of an
injured young woman. He rushes the unconscious beauty back to his farm where he
and his niece tend to her. When she awakens, he realizes there is something
about her that isn’t quite human. Can he and his niece trust the enchanting
alien?
EXCERPT
A groan
drew him from his thoughts. James snapped his attention to the woman who lay on
the ground. Another whimper escaped her lips. Blonde hair covered her face. She
was petite but muscular. The black jumpsuit she had on hugged her figure,
showing off her natural curves.
Her arm
was mangled. Ice covered it from the tips of her fingers to her elbow. Her
breathing was labored and soft moans blew out in time to her breathing. She
wasn’t moving. If she was conscious it was barely.
James went
to her side and knelt next to her. He pushed the hair out of her face, and
stared. She was gorgeous with thin, pink lips, a round face, and small nose.
Her
sapphire eyes flicked open. They were brighter than any eyes he’d ever seen,
almost shining. She mumbled something but it wasn’t in English.
“It’s
okay,” he said.
The
woman’s eyes fluttered shut.
“Hey,” he said,
putting his hand on her neck to find her pulse.
A slow but
steady thrum met his fingers. He let out a breath and looked around. It’d be
risky to move her, but he couldn’t just leave her while he found help –
assuming he could find it at all.
He wasn’t
a field medic, but he’d seen enough carnage to know she looked stable.
Hopefully there was no internal bleeding. He scooped her up and carried her to
the truck that still sat idling in the field.
James
opened the passenger door and set her in the seat, doing his best not to jostle
her. He closed the door and hurried to the driver’s side, hopping in, and
putting it in gear as he closed the door.
The truck
lurched forward when he stomped on the gas. He sped back toward the gravel
drive undecided on whether he should get her to the cellar for care or go for
McGee’s guns.
If he
couldn’t protect her, it would be pointless to save her. He turned the wheel
and stomped on the gas. He hoped McGee’s guns would be easy to find. He needed
to get the woman help and get back to Emma.
James
fished his cell out of his pocket and skimmed through the contacts until he
found the home phone. He hit send and put the phone to his ear. Nothing. He
looked at the phone and cursed. Still no service. Shit.
He blew
out a breath and revved the truck. What the hell was going on? An alien invasion, he told himself. It
made him laugh out loud. Nothing about this was funny except for how absurd it
all was. He had an old radio at home. He’d get the guns, get the woman back to
the house, and then snatch that damn radio from the barn to see if he could
find out what the hell was going on.
v
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Renegades by Jo Sexton
Title: Renegades
Author: Jo Sexton
Genre: Romance, Fantasy, Sci-Fi
Mackenzie is a citizen - a number in a system. She’s state owned, without free will - to work and die for a dictatorship which only sees humanity as a commodity. In 2086 this tyrannical government is ruthless, but the gang warfare is worse. It’s a dog eat dog world and Mackenzie is more afraid of the thugs than her lack of free will. Artinean is a city ravaged by war where the rebel factions battle for freedom. Ryan is captain of the renegades, and when they inadvertently meet Ryan initially wants revenge. Fate beats her own drum, at odds to the system and the will of mankind. Together they must find a way to take down the corrupt government. Freedom isn’t something you earn; it’s your birthright. If the State steals your divine inheritance from you, it’s your duty to wage war against the megalomaniacs who think you were born for them. You were born for you - for love - for freedom. The one thing the government can’t capture - is your heart.
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