Backlist to the Future: Salvation by Lea Kirk…when a character clams up…

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By Lea Kirk

When I first started writing Prophecy, I thought it was a one-and-done book. I had no idea the heroine’s brother would also want his story told. But, young Nicholaus started waking me up at night and poking me in the ribs during the day until I finally got the hint. The thing is, when I sat down to write Salvation, he clammed up. (Boys can be toads like that sometimes, trust me. I have four of them.) By this time I knew that there was at least a 3-book story arc for the series, so I came down hard on him by telling him if he didn’t start talking, I’d cut his story out and move onto his niece Flora’s story. Finally, he opened up, introduced me to Sakura, and a beautiful story of acceptance and healing unfolded.

Book blurb

A blessing and a curse…
Seven years ago, a single moment changed the course of Nicholaus Bock’s life forever—the moment his preternatural Gift to heal awakened in him. A gift that made him an invaluable commodity to the known galaxy. Now his mentor’s intriguing and secretive new student goes out of her way to challenge his loyalty to everything he values.

A dark secret…
After facing death and destruction during the Anferthian invasion, Sakura Yamata revels in her new-found Gift to heal. Helping Earth’s survivors keeps her mind off the loss of her family, and the memory of the terrible choices she made. Nick could penetrate her defenses and discover what she’s hiding. She must not let the handsome healer close enough for that to happen.

A race facing annihilation…
When a mysterious disease strikes the hidden sanctuary of the Anferthian dissenters, Nick and Sakura are called in to help. But someone is going to great lengths to ensure the dissenters don’t survive. Nick and Sakura must set aside their differences and work together to save them before the fragile peace between three worlds is shattered.

Book Excerpt

Nick took Sakura’s hands in his, and reclined himself at the other end of the sofa, pulling her along with him. Lying full on top of him, there was a palpable tension in her body. But, she didn’t resist when he drew her head down, guiding her lips back to his.

This time she opened her mouth to him in a cautiously curious manner. He ran his tongue along hers, then explored the warmth of her mouth before he drew her back in, encouraging her to take the initiative. She was so soft and sweet. A very primitive desire to hold her and protect her from anything that might hurt her surged in his chest. She was part of him, in him. And there was no antidote for how she made him feel.

His heart pounded in his ears as he wrapped his arms around her, keeping himself grounded in case he floated off the sofa. A soft moan from her set his heart to pounding louder. God almighty, if he could just lay here kissing her for eternity….

“Nicholaus! Sakura!” K’rona’s voice cut through the amorous haze. The pounding wasn’t his heart after all.

Sakura’s warm mouth abruptly disappeared, ending the kiss. Nick blinked multiple times in rapid succession to clear the fog of pleasure that had settled in his mind. What the hell was going on?

“Oh, no. Oh, no!” Sakura rolled off him straightening clothing and smoothing her hair. “Do I look okay?”

Her complexion glowed and her soft lips appeared pinker and slightly fuller than normal. Nick looked straight into her eyes. “You look beautiful.”

“Nick!” She glared at him.

Well, she did. And he wasn’t bothering to hide his grin. She had every right to know how happy she’d made him.

K’rona’s fist thundered against the door. “Are you well, Nicholaus?”

He gave his head a shake to clear it. “Yes, fine. Coming.” He glanced at Sakura. “Go sit at the table or something. I’ll let K’rona in before she breaks yet another door off its hinges.”

If he didn’t open the door now, the quivering barrier would be in peril of meeting the same fate as B’iha’s door. Yanking the door open, he stared up at the Anferthian woman.

There was nothing that compared to the awkwardness of almost being caught in the act of doing something covertly. Like a kid caught sneaking the last cookie in the jar. The more than three-foot height discrepancy between him and K’rona added a whole new dimension to the situation. A stab of guilt went through Nick. This was exactly how he used to feel when he was a kid and his mom busted him for some infraction.

“What’s up, K’rona?” The slightly higher pitch to his voice totally ruined his attempt at the casual approach.

The Anferthian woman’s nostril’s flared and her gaze raked him from head to foot. Then she glanced over his shoulder and a little knowing smile bowed her mouth. “Sorry to interrupt.”

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 Author bio

Lea Kirk loves to transport her readers to other worlds with her science fiction romance. Her fascination with science fiction began at six-years-old when her dad introduced her to the original Star Trek TV series. By nine-years-old she knew she wanted to be a writer, and in her teens she read her first romance and was hooked. She launched her successful SFR Prophecy series in 2016. (Book three coming soon!)

She lives with her wonderful hubby of twenty-seven years, their five kids (aka, the nerd herd), and a Dobie-Bull Mastiff puppy named April. She’s also proud of her seven-times great-grandson. Apparently her stories will serve as the inspiration for James T. to join Star Fleet Academy. She learned this in the 1980’s when James sought out her counsel on where to find a pair of humpback whales.

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