#8Sunday: From Breeder…Omra’s situation gets worse, and then…

Breeder is available now

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Breeder is a dark, edgy science fiction romance. Seriously. It IS a romance with an HEA! But dark stuff happens before the characters get their happily-ever-after. To recap what has transpired in Weekend Writing Warrior excerpts, Dak, one of five commanders of planet Parseon, has purchased a “breeder” so he can produce an heir. The five “Alphas” of Parseon are the most powerful, dangerous men on the planet. You do not want to cross one.

When they reach puberty, women are held in Breeder Containment Facilities. BCF director Sival  tried to dissuade Dak from buying Omra, but he bought her anyway, and left, intending to pick her up the following morning. However, as soon as Dak vacated the facility Sival returned to Omra’s cell. He beat her, and in this scene he’s about to rape her, but is interrupted by two men.

She cried out as the director yanked her head back; he adjusted his erection against her and grunted. Omra braced herself for the thrust, the tearing pain. Often she bled—

“Director.”

“Not now,” Sival snapped.

“You are under orders to come with us.”

“By whose orders?”

“Commander Dak.”

Sival’s erection withered.

Breeder blurb

She was only meant to be the Alpha Commander’s slave…but she became his everything.

High Commander Dak, a ruling Alpha of planet Parseon, purchases Omra strictly as a breeder slave. He intends to impregnate her, produce a son, and hand her off to his anointed beta partner, Corren. Any infractions of the rules by her will be harshly punished.

But as Dak and Omra discover a sexual bliss banned by law, Dak begins to question the traditions and ways of his people, causing him to jeopardize his command and endanger the life of the woman he has come to love.

Dak has enemies, men who will not hesitate to exploit his fondness for Omra, and use it to portray him as unfit to rule as Alpha. Can he expose the rampant cruelty and corruption in Parseon culture… or will the protocol he’s spent his life defending, be the weapon used to destroy them and their love?

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It’s Freebie Friday!!! Enter to win an autographed paperback of Goddess’s Curse!

Welcome to the debut of Freebie Friday on carabristol.com. Every fourth Friday of the month, I’ll ask a fun question, and pick one lucky commenter to win a prize. You have until Sunday night to play; on Mondays I’ll pick and notify the winner. Winners will be selected by random draw.

The prize you’re playing for this month is an autographed paperback of Goddess’s Curse, a sci-fi fantasy novel. I will ship anywhere, so international readers can play, too!

This month’s question is:

Where do you like to read?

My favorite places to read are: on my back patio, in bed, and at the dining table during breakfast and lunch.

Post your answer in the comments and be sure to leave your email either in the comments or in the sign-in so you can be contacted if you win. (I don’t do anything with emails on my blog. You won’t be contacted in any way–other than to be notified if you win).

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Backlist to the Future: Girl Gone Nova by Pauline Jones…the book that shouldn’t have been written #B2F #ScifiRom #TBT

Backlist to the Future is a weekly Thursday feature highlighting science fiction romances from authors’ backlists.

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By Pauline Baird Jones

Girl Gone Nova was never supposed to happen. Generally, my “process” is to commit random acts of writing, then be surprised when readers want more. (I’m getting better at that.) So I wrote The Key and readers wanted more. And there was this guy in The Key who was really ticked he didn’t get the girl. Persistently ticked, actually. He would not go away or get out of my head (one of the reasons he didn’t get the girl).

I pointed out to him that if he’d been meant to get the girl, he wouldn’t have a silly name. And he pointed back that the name was my fault not his. And I have to admit, he did not fall into line the way I’d planned him. He surprised me. So, against my will, I found myself wondering what woman would put up with him, I mean, be his match, his equal.

And then Doc strolled onto my mind’s stage. To the sound of The Addams Family theme song. She was dangerous. She was scary smart. Doing the impossible was her thing.

I introduced the impossible guy to the gal and this amazing thing happened.

They clicked.

I was a lot worried that I was writing a book with characters that readers would hate, another amazing thing happened. Readers loved Doc and they quit hating Helfron (I told you he had a silly name. lol)

Girl Gone Nova won an EPIC Best Book Award in 2010, which also helped me feel better about letting these two characters push me around. (I did get my own back by seriously hosing both of them before they got their happy ending. Bwahahaha)

Impossible missions, an irritating male, time travel and…love? Doc never saw that last one coming?

Girl Gone Nova description

Doc—Delilah Oliver Clementyne—a covert genius and badass, is sent to another galaxy to do her usual impossible. But her high stakes mission is quickly complicated by a war, an encounter with wife-hunting aliens, and not one, but two bands of time travelers.

The only way it could get worse? If the heart she didn’t know she had starts beating for the bad guy…

Helfron Giddioni—the Leader of half a galaxy—is the guy most of that galaxy would like to shoot. So when he crosses paths with the most dangerous woman he’s ever met, he should fly as far away from her as he can get. Not go looking for her when she disappears.

When war looms on the event horizon, he’s just a little too happy he and Doc have to work together to save the galaxy—in the past, the present, and possibly the future.

Don’t miss out on this award-winning adventure of two people who should never have met, attempting the impossible in time and space—and in the intergalactic relationship zone.

Book Excerpt:

“Morticia.” His voice was rich and faintly accented. “I am pleased to see you are well.”

He’d said her name almost as if he savored the sound of it, while his eyes revealed he was savoring the sight of her. His gaze peeled back who she tried to be and exposed someone she’d never met. She wanted to analyze that, too, but he dominated the landscape inside her head. Her feet carried her forward, without help from her quiescent brain. A small flicker of self-preservation tried to wave a warning flag, but curiosity trumped that, too, as a flood of interesting and new sensations flooded through her.

Her hand was still extended for a professional handshake, but when both his hands closed around it, professional went missing in action. The feel of his hands around hers cut through the fog of exhaustion with the precision of a laser lance. There was heat, pleasure, a feeling of unfurling, as if her insides were creaking open after a long sleep. Maybe she did like to be touched, at least by this man. That took her full circle to, why him?

Skin slid against skin as he turned it to find the pulse beating at her wrist. Holding her gaze with his, he pressed his mouth to the pulse point. Her core body temperature increased. So did respiration. Logically she knew both were side effects of desire, but logic couldn’t tell her why. She didn’t like not knowing why, but she liked this. Interesting.

“Morticia.” He breathed the word against her skin, making her pulse skitter.

“That’s,” she had to swallow once before she could finish, “not my name.”

She knew the nickname came from her dark hair and pale skin, and that it wasn’t meant to be kind. She bothered people. She bothered herself, sometimes. Just because she wasn’t normal, that didn’t mean she didn’t know what it was.

He looked up, his head at a mathematical angle that delivered maximum impact to her solar plexus. His precision was impressive. Breathing became difficult.

“It’s not?”

She shook her head, the movement languorous. “Morticia’s a kind of nickname.” Her voice didn’t sound like hers. And it was unlike her to be so imprecise. Or to sound so dreamy.

“What is your name?”

His hands still stroked hers, the pads of his fingers abrasive in a good way. It didn’t feel real. The words and feelings were right, but she was wrong. She tightened her grip on the medical file to keep it from sliding out of her weakened grip. For a few seconds she couldn’t remember her name, but then it emerged from the fog of sensation, not unlike a lighthouse beam in a storm.

“Delilah.” She hadn’t meant to say that one. No one called her Delilah, though she did have much in common with her namesake. It was a bad idea to trust her.

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Author bio

Pauline doesn’t love reality so she writes books. She tends to wander among the genres, rampaging like Godzilla (they were born the same year) through her characters lives, mixing peril and humor into her romance, but she always delivers a happy ending.

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Embrace the Romance available for exclusive preorder on @iBooks #PetsInSpace

Just for iBooks readers! Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2 is available now for an exclusive preorder on iTunes!

Preorder Pets in Space 2 on iBooks

Pets in Space 2 will be available for preorder on other sales sites (Amazon, BN, etc.)  on July 15. It will release on October 10. Ten percent of the proceeds from preorders and the first month’s sales will benefit Hero-dogs.org, an organization that provides service animals to veterans.

The official blurb:

The pets are back! Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2, featuring twelve of today’s leading SFR authors brings you a dozen original stories written just for you! Join in the fun from the Dragon Lords of Valdier to a trip aboard Award-winning author, Veronica Scott’s Nebula Zephyr to journeying back to Luda where Grim is King for stories that will take you out of this world! Join New York Times, USA TODAY, and Award-winning authors S.E. Smith, M.K. Eidem, Susan Grant, Michelle Howard, Cara Bristol, Veronica Scott, Pauline Baird Jones, Laurie A. Green, Sabine Priestley, Jessica E. Subject, Carol Van Natta, and Alexis Glenn Latner as they share stories and help out Hero-Dogs.org, a charity that supports our veterans!

Rescued by the Cyborg (A Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance novella) – my story!

A cyborg’s haunted past and a Faria’s clouded future entwine…

Hostage and sole survivor Solia waits for death at the hands of vicious predatory aliens when Cy-Ops agent Guy Roarke disobeys orders and charges in. A former medic, he initiates emergency medical procedures before rushing her to Cybermed.

Guy is taken with Solia, but the guilt of a past mistake won’t allow him to plan for a future with the delicate, brave beauty. Life is so uncertain, he can’t even keep Mittzi, the kitten his niece gave him. What he can do is see to it Solia gets the help she needs for a full recovery. But when best intentions place her in greater danger, it’s up to a little kitten to make everything all right again.

Note: Captured by the Cyborg (Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance 3) featured a faria heroine.

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Krinar’s Desire…my super secret project revealed! #scifirom @AnnaZaires

I’m writing a story for Anna Zaire’s Krinar Kindle Worlds!!!

New York Times bestselling author Anna Zaires is the author of the Krinar Chronicles (Close Liaisons, Close Obsession, Close Remembrance), a dark, sci-fi romance series, which she has opened up to Kindle Worlds, enabling other authors to write for the series. She invited me to write a Krinar story.

Krinar Kindle Worlds will launch on September 12, 2017 with nine stories by nine authors. My story is Krinar’s Desire, a sexy sci-fi romance with a D/s edge. I tried to remain true to Anna’s Krinar world, while developing my own characters and story line. If you like the Krinar Chronicles or my books like Breeder or Irresistible Attractions, you’ll enjoy Krinar’s Desire.

Krinar’s Desire description

He’ll never let her go…

Pretending she works for the mayor’s office, investigative journalist Caitlyn Meadows goes undercover at a K company intending to expose the Krinar and show the world the dark side of the powerful, mesmerizing aliens who have invaded Earth.

Arak, a Krinar, prefers to avoid the weak, technologically backward humans, but the moment he meets Caitlyn, he wants her. Getting her to submit to his dark desires consumes him, and he sets out to seduce her.

Falling under Arak’s spell, Caitlyn begins to doubt her beliefs and her mission. She doesn’t know who to trust–her colleagues at Viral News who warn she’s becoming too close to a dangerous alien—or her own heart that urges her to get even closer by becoming Arak’s mate.

Making the wrong choice could mean her life…

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Release Day! BREEDER is live on all sales channels! #scifirom #DarkRomance

Breeder (Breeder series book 1) is now LIVE!

She was only meant to be the Alpha Commander’s slave…but she became his everything.

High Commander Dak, a ruling Alpha of planet Parseon, purchases Omra strictly as a breeder slave. He intends to impregnate her, produce a son, and hand her off to his anointed beta partner, Corren. Any infractions of the rules by her will be harshly punished.

But as Dak and Omra discover a sexual bliss banned by law, Dak begins to question the traditions and ways of his people, causing him to jeopardize his command and endanger the life of the woman he has come to love.

Dak has enemies, men who will not hesitate to exploit his fondness for Omra, and use it to portray him as unfit to rule as Alpha. Can he expose the rampant cruelty and corruption in Parseon culture… or will the protocol he’s spent his life defending, be the weapon used to destroy them and their love?

Don’t miss this suspenseful, dark science fiction romance. Get your copy of Breeder today.

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Breeder excerpt:

If not for the sneeze, Dak would have exited the musty, dank corridor, but the muffled sound caught his attention. When he squinted into the darkened cell, he spotted a female crouched on a straw mat in the corner. He hadn’t noticed her on his way into the Breeder Containment Facility; the habitation unit had appeared empty.

Dak turned to the BCF director and sighed. “What about her?”

The beta’s already crooked mouth drooped farther in distaste. “My apologies, Commander. You don’t want that one.”

Sival’s disparagement piqued Dak’s interest. The director’s opinion had proven worthless; none of the breeders he’d preselected for inspection had been close to satisfactory.

“I would like to see her.”

“Very well, Commander.” Sival saluted and opened the habitation cell with a master entry card. Dak stepped into the small enclosure. The director followed, and the metal gate clanked shut.

The naked female drew into a tighter ball and tucked her face deeper into the crook of her arm. Other breeders had preened as soon as they’d noticed him and his chest-insignia identification. He wasn’t just an alpha. He was the Alpha.

The lack of respect and failure to adhere to Protocol by acknowledging his presence struck him as odd. Dak frowned. “Is she mentally deficient?”

Sival tightened his lips. “No, stubborn, ill behaved. She wouldn’t befit an Alpha Commander.” He nudged the female’s hip with the toe of his boot. “Rise to your feet.” When she failed to respond, he prodded her again.

Dak forestalled him with a wave and grasped the female’s arm. “You will stand.” He hauled her upright.

She averted her face, so he grabbed her chin. Tangled hair the color of black heating stones fell away from an oval face to reveal eyes like the Parseon moon. The glimmer of intelligence sparking within the violet depths aroused his interest more than anything else he’d seen so far. Nature had bestowed the Parseon people with an exceptionally strong immune system so that they rarely required medical intervention, but breeders by nature were weak, and so many of the ones he’d seen had seemed dull or ill or both. This one’s skin, when unsmudged by grime and dirt, probably glowed like the pale sands of the Ospian Sea. He supposed, as breeders went, she wasn’t unattractive, although the stench emanating from her was. His beta would throw a fit if he dragged such a creature into their domicile.

“Why is she so filthy?” he asked.

“She refuses to bathe.”

As Dak scrutinized her facial features for shape and symmetry, he noted little imperfection or dysgenics other than her lack of hygiene and her gender. When cleaned up, she would please the eye, but to bear his sons, it mattered more that she be healthy and strong.

He released her face and assessed her from head to toe. He exceeded the height of most males, while she stood smaller than the average female. The top of her head failed to even meet his shoulder. She was thinner than other breeders too, although her chest bore an abundance of fatty breast tissue. In the chill of the cell, her nipples had puckered to hard points. Despite the coolness, he was experiencing a rise in temperature. A dormant lust chose that moment to kindle, causing heat to coil in his abdomen and groin. He could not remember the last time he’d experienced such a spontaneous reaction—if he ever had. With the pads of his fingers, he probed the sides of her neck for swollen areas. The way she trembled under his touch aroused a sliver of sympathy. Breeders lacked courage, and uncertainty frightened them. Not all alphas and their betas treated breeders well, but if he chose her, she’d be adequately fed and housed. Command of his province consumed his time and energy, which left his beta alone for long stretches. A breeder would relieve Corren of household chores and provide him with a physical outlet.

“What is she called?” Dak asked.

“Her sire named her Omra.”

Peace, it meant.

He parted her lips with his fingers and slipped a digit into her mouth, running it along her upper gum line to check the solidness of her teeth. At a flash in her eyes, he jerked his hand away a centisecond before she snapped her jaws together, so that her incisor only grazed the tip of his finger.

Sival’s face reddened. “Commander, I apologize. I will have her flogged.”

“Unnecessary. I’ll take care of it.” He unclipped the sudon from his belt.

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Coming soon: Breeder 2: Terran (July) and Breeder 3: Warrior (August)

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#8Sunday: From Breeder…he gave her one simple command…

Monday! Monday! 

Preorder Breeder now and get it Monday!

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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors. I’m excerpting from Breeder, a dark erotic sci-fi romance. Alpha Commander Dak has gone to a Breeder Containment Facility and purchased a female (Omra). After Dak leaves the facility, Sival, the BCF director returns to Omra’s cell.

His countenance darkened with choler. “I gave you one simple command–stay out of sight.”

“I tried.” She’d attempted to suppress the sneeze, but it had escaped anyway. She’d even bitten Alpha to convince him she was feral so he would reject her.

He swung his fist and hit her across the face. She fell to the ground, and her head slammed against the floor.

“I won’t allow you to spoil my plans. I’ll find another breeder to satisfy the Commander.”

Breeder blurb

She was only meant to be the Alpha Commander’s slave…but she became his everything.

High Commander Dak, a ruling Alpha of planet Parseon, purchases Omra strictly as a breeder slave. He intends to impregnate her, produce a son, and hand her off to his anointed beta partner, Corren. Any infractions of the rules by her will be harshly punished.

But as Dak and Omra discover a sexual bliss banned by law, Dak begins to question the traditions and ways of his people, causing him to jeopardize his command and endanger the life of the woman he has come to love.

Dak has enemies, men who will not hesitate to exploit his fondness for Omra, and use it to portray him as unfit to rule as Alpha. Can he expose the rampant cruelty and corruption in Parseon culture… or will the protocol he’s spent his life defending, be the weapon used to destroy them and their love?

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Coming next week! Freebie Friday on carabristol.com…giveaways & prizes!

Do you want to have some fun? I do!

Join me next week, Friday, June 23, for the debut of Freebie Friday for readers! Every month on the fourth Friday, I’ll give away a prize. It might be a free ebook, an autographed copy of a paperback, an Amazon gift card, some cool SWAG, or a secret prize!

To enter, all you have to do to enter is answer a question. It will be easy and fun. I’ll notify the winner on the Monday following the contest.

We’ve worked hard all month. Let’s play a little. Join me  next week for Freebie Friday!

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Backlist to the Future: The Twelve Systems Bundle by E.G. Manetti, #scifirom #B2F

Backlist to the Future is a weekly Thursday feature highlighting science fiction romances from authors’ backlists.

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By E.G. Manetti

When I started the Twelve Systems Chronicles, I thought I was writing a trilogy, but the story kept coming. For two years, I drafted the story arc terrified my muse would desert me before I knew how it all ended. It has happened before. My muse did not desert me, but my characters continually surprised me. Initially, the novels were all from the Lilian’s (the heroine’s) perspective. As I reworked the drafts into publishable form, Lucius (the hero) refused to stay silent. And then, the other characters chimed in. My trilogy rapidly evolved into an epic series. Once I had the first two volumes published and the third on its way, readers were letting me know they wanted more Sci-fi than the first volume offers and were a bit hesitant to start a lengthy series. To make it easier for readers to embark on a multi-volume journey, and deliver the more robust Sci-fi elements, I bundled the first two volumes into one book. It started as an experiment on Amazon, but reader response was so positive it is now available on all four major platforms.

Twelve Systems Chronicles blurb 

THE CARTEL – The Apprentice, Volume 1

Raised to wealth and privilege, Lilian’s future was shattered when her father was convicted of terrible crimes. By law and custom, she should have followed him into death to redeem her corrupt genetics. Desperate to avoid execution for crimes not her own, Lilian accepts an indenture contract with a powerful warrior. For three years, he will have total control of her body, will, and intellect.

Lucius Mercio commands one of the most powerful Cartels in the Twelve Systems. Clever, ambitious, and ruthless, Lucius intends to take his Cartel to unimaginable heights with the aid of Lilian’s brilliance. But first, he must keep Lilian alive.

BRIGHT STAR – The Apprentice, Volume 2

Despite the odds, Lilian has survived her first two seasons as Lucius Mercio’s apprentice, proving her loyalty to her new master. When his motivations and ambitions are revealed, they are far more extraordinary than Lilian imagined. Before Lilian can begin to meet this newest challenge, a ghost from her past will threaten to destroy Lucius’ slowly developing trust.

To survive the next set of challenges Lilian will need to find new reserves of courage, wit and determination. To advance his ambitions, Lucius must be more ruthless and devious than ever before. To succeed, Lucius requires Lilian’s brilliance, but keeping her alive will prove far more difficult than he anticipated.

Excerpt

Her briefs, why must it be the briefs? The encounter that began against the scarlet door encompassed the conference table before completing on the couch. The scrap of rose silk and lace could be anywhere. Including, as it happens, dangling from milord’s finger as he reclines on the couch.

Adelaide aid me. Lilian resists the dangerous urge to bend that finger.

“My thanks, milord,” Lilian says, collecting her lingerie and retiring to milord’s freshening closet. When she returns, there are but ten minutes remaining, she must speak now. “Milord, if I may?”

Milord reaches out and pulls Lilian down onto the couch and into the curve of milord’s reclining torso. A lazy hand starts to trace random patterns up and down her shoulder and arm. “I am listening.”

That lazy hand ceases its motion as milord wraps his arm around Lilian’s waist and pulls her back up against his chest. The lazy hand is back, now tracing patterns on her abdomen and ribs through her recently reordered attire.

“Yes, milord. It is the review of the Desperation Refinery. There is a wrongness to it.” The lazy hand ceases its movements.

“Continue.”

“Desperation Refinery installed a state-of-the-art filtering system sixteen months gone. As of this sevenday, the refinery continues to pay for a sponge-based scrubbing service.”

“Fraud.” The single word contains anger and disgust. Fraud is a common challenge for the Serengeti Group, as it is for any commercial enterprise. Within the context of a cartel, it is tantamount to treason.

“I believe so, milord. Although I have not confirmed it and have not identified the source.” Lilian is certain of the facts but not her conclusions.

Milord sits up, setting Lilian to one side. “You are not certain?” With a few quick taps to his slate, the reviewer displays a complex set of records.

“There, milord.” Lilian indicates a section of the reviewer. “The amounts are not worth the risk. It could be an error. A failure to void the old contract when the new system came online.”

Milord glances over. “Do you think that probable?”

Lilian releases a breath she did not know she held. Milord is not angered. She has not erred, again. “No, milord, but it is possible. Is the other matter that increases my concern. Is Refinery Technician Simmons known to milord?”

“Why would you suggest such?” Milord is astounded. Lilian may as well have inquired if he was on a first-name basis with the freshener closet attendants.

“An archive search revealed a meeting request from Mr. Simmons dated several seven days ago. I could discover no other records of the meeting, but I do not have access to all the pertinent files.”

“Lilian, I assure you, I would recall such a singular event as a meeting with a refinery tech. Have you aught else?” Milord demands.

Honor endures. Lilian did not expect milord to be pleased by the paucity of detail. “No, milord. It is the same refinery, two anomalies, one truly exceptional. It cannot be a coincidence.”

Milord nods, reaching for his slate. “I believe you are correct. Lilian, I am establishing a secure file for this analysis. Report only to me.”

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Author bio

The Twelve Systems Chronicles are EG’s first published works combining science fiction, romance, suspense, and adventure. InDtTale calls the Twelve Systems Chronicles “a fascinating read! … a complex story and superbly drawn characters … One hungers for more after turning the last page.”  EG works in IT and writes as often as possible. When neither goes well, she cooks exceptionally and gardens adequately. EG resides on the East Coast of the USA with her beloved (and often confounded) husband and their severely OCD Jack Russell Terrier.

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Don’t wait for June 20! Preorder Breeder, a dark, erotic sci-fi romance now

Preorder Breeder now

Release date: June 20

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She was only meant to be the Alpha Commander’s slave…but she became his everything.

High Commander Dak, a ruling Alpha of planet Parseon, purchases Omra strictly as a breeder slave. He intends to impregnate her, produce a son, and hand her off to his anointed beta partner, Corren. Any infractions of the rules by her will be harshly punished.

But as Dak and Omra discover a sexual bliss banned by law, Dak begins to question the traditions and ways of his people, causing him to jeopardize his command and endanger the life of the woman he has come to love.

Dak has enemies, men who will not hesitate to exploit his fondness for Omra, and use it to portray him as unfit to rule as Alpha. Can he expose the rampant cruelty and corruption in Parseon culture… or will the protocol he’s spent his life defending, be the weapon used to destroy them and their love?

Don’t miss this suspenseful, dark science fiction romance. Preorder your copy of Breeder today.

Note: Breeder is an M/F science fiction romance with an HEA, but it contains violence and elements of domination and submission. It is much darker than my other scifi romances. However, it is my best selling book ever. It was previously published by Loose Id in 2013, but the rights have reverted to me, and I am re-releasing it, along with the other books of series, Terran (July release) and Warrior (August release).

Breeder excerpt

If not for the sneeze, Dak would have exited the musty, dank corridor, but the muffled sound caught his attention. When he squinted into the darkened cell, he spotted a female crouched on a straw mat in the corner. He hadn’t noticed her on his way into the Breeder Containment Facility; the habitation unit had appeared empty.

Dak turned to the BCF director and sighed. “What about her?”

The beta’s already crooked mouth drooped farther in distaste. “My apologies, Commander. You don’t want that one.”

Sival’s disparagement piqued Dak’s interest. The director’s opinion had proven worthless; none of the breeders he’d preselected for inspection had been close to satisfactory.

“I would like to see her.”

“Very well, Commander.” Sival saluted and opened the habitation cell with a master entry card. Dak stepped into the small enclosure. The director followed, and the metal gate clanked shut.

The naked female drew into a tighter ball and tucked her face deeper into the crook of her arm. Other breeders had preened as soon as they’d noticed him and his chest-insignia identification. He wasn’t just an alpha. He was the Alpha.

The lack of respect and failure to adhere to Protocol by acknowledging his presence struck him as odd. Dak frowned. “Is she mentally deficient?”

Sival tightened his lips. “No, stubborn, ill behaved. She wouldn’t befit an Alpha Commander.” He nudged the female’s hip with the toe of his boot. “Rise to your feet.” When she failed to respond, he prodded her again.

Dak forestalled him with a wave and grasped the female’s arm. “You will stand.” He hauled her upright.

She averted her face, so he grabbed her chin. Tangled hair the color of black heating stones fell away from an oval face to reveal eyes like the Parseon moon. The glimmer of intelligence sparking within the violet depths aroused his interest more than anything else he’d seen so far. Nature had bestowed the Parseon people with an exceptionally strong immune system so that they rarely required medical intervention, but breeders by nature were weak, and so many of the ones he’d seen had seemed dull or ill or both. This one’s skin, when unsmudged by grime and dirt, probably glowed like the pale sands of the Ospian Sea. He supposed, as breeders went, she wasn’t unattractive, although the stench emanating from her was. His beta would throw a fit if he dragged such a creature into their domicile.

“Why is she so filthy?” he asked.

“She refuses to bathe.”

As Dak scrutinized her facial features for shape and symmetry, he noted little imperfection or dysgenics other than her lack of hygiene and her gender. When cleaned up, she would please the eye, but to bear his sons, it mattered more that she be healthy and strong.

He released her face and assessed her from head to toe. He exceeded the height of most males, while she stood smaller than the average female. The top of her head failed to even meet his shoulder. She was thinner than other breeders too, although her chest bore an abundance of fatty breast tissue. In the chill of the cell, her nipples had puckered to hard points. Despite the coolness, he was experiencing a rise in temperature. A dormant lust chose that moment to kindle, causing heat to coil in his abdomen and groin. He could not remember the last time he’d experienced such a spontaneous reaction—if he ever had. With the pads of his fingers, he probed the sides of her neck for swollen areas. The way she trembled under his touch aroused a sliver of sympathy. Breeders lacked courage, and uncertainty frightened them. Not all alphas and their betas treated breeders well, but if he chose her, she’d be adequately fed and housed. Command of his province consumed his time and energy, which left his beta alone for long stretches. A breeder would relieve Corren of household chores and provide him with a physical outlet.

“What is she called?” Dak asked.

“Her sire named her Omra.”

Peace, it meant.

He parted her lips with his fingers and slipped a digit into her mouth, running it along her upper gum line to check the solidness of her teeth. At a flash in her eyes, he jerked his hand away a centisecond before she snapped her jaws together, so that her incisor only grazed the tip of his finger.

Sival’s face reddened. “Commander, I apologize. I will have her flogged.”

“Unnecessary. I’ll take care of it.” He unclipped the sudon from his belt.

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