A wicked excerpt from ATON: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #IntergalacticDatingAgency

Aton arrives on Earth through the Intergalactic Dating Agency in search of his Fated mate. He finally locates her…

Mr. Uber pulled his vehicle to the curb. “This is the last one,” he said.

I peered dubiously at the soaring glass building squeezed among other tall structures. “This doesn’t look like the kind of hut in which my female would live.” Honking vehicles sped by. Sirens wailed in the distance. People with heads bent over small devices crowded the walkways, rushing among brown-and-gray reflective towers that blocked out much of the sky.

We’d been to two dwellings in more habitable areas, but neither of the females living in them was mine. They’d gaped at me like I was crazy when I asked if they had expected me, but even before their resounding nos, my heart had whispered they weren’t the right one. I’d never met my mate, didn’t have any idea what she looked like, but I felt certain when I saw her, I would recognize her. The Fates would ensure it.

Mr. Uber squinted at his phone. “This isn’t a house; it’s an office building for Antoinette Sutterman, attorney-at-law. I’d wait for you…but I got another fare…” He tapped on his device.

“No, you go on. There’s nothing more you can do anyway.” If my Antoinette Sutterman didn’t live here, I would need to regroup and figure out where else to search.

“Good luck! I hope you find your woman,” he said.

“Thank you.” I slid out of the vehicle onto the curb.

With a wave, he merged into the stream of moving vehicles and disappeared.

I peered up at the tall building and prayed to the Fates. Please let this be the one.

I’d left Dakon with no information other than the name of my mate and her camp—New Los Angeles. To my dismay, her camp turned out to be much larger and more populated than I had expected. I’d had no idea where to begin my search. I couldn’t go to the Intergalactic Dating Agency for help because I wasn’t supposed to be here.

Fortunately, as I’d wandered the streets, the hand of the Fates had guided me to the Stellar Dust Bin, a tavern frequented by extraterrestrials, one of whom happened to be a Dakonian who’d been on Terra for about a year. Rojak used his phone to locate the huts where all the Antoinette Suttermans lived and called Mr. Uber to take me to them.

On my planet, everyone had a unique name. I never considered there could be more than one female named Antoinette Sutterman. Then again, I never imagined a village as large as New Los Angeles. I guessed when a planet had a lot of people, they ran out of names and had to triple up.

I entered the building, stepping into a large cavern with a black-veined white stone floor so smooth my kel boots wanted to slide over the surface. A dozen people milled around conversing in small groups. Standing before a metal door, studying a moving light, were three females. Could one of those be mine? I scrutinized them, but my horns didn’t even twitch.

“Antoinette Sutterman?” I called out anyway.

A man frowned. “The office listing is right in front of you.” He gestured to a board with white scribblings.

I could understand and speak Terran because I’d been implanted with a translator before they’d dragged me off the ship, but I couldn’t read it.

The metal doors where the women waited dinged and opened. One of the females glanced back at me. “Her office is on the eighth floor.”

“Thank you.” Eight floors? I saw only the shiny one I stood on.

“What are you waiting for? I’m holding the elevator for you.” She motioned.

“Will it take me to Antoinette Sutterman?”

“Yes! Come on.”

I ran to join her. The doors closed without anyone doing anything, and I found myself enclosed in a metal box.

The female pushed a couple of buttons. The metal box rose. I grabbed the railing and braced myself. Unconcerned, the females stared at a moving light. Seconds later, the metal box jolted to a stop, and the doors opened.

What now?

“This is your floor,” the helpful female said. “Her office is at the end of the corridor.”

She was a very nice female who would make some male very happy. “Thank you.” I bounded off, relieved to be out of the metal box and eager to find my mate.

As I approached the door at the end of the hall, my horns throbbed. Obah! Excitement and relief washed over me. I had located my female! She lived here. The Fates had guided me, and they were never wrong. Calm confidence filled me.

I opened the door, and the sense of rightness grew stronger. A woman, her dark hair threaded with gray, sat at a large glossy table, peering at one of the ubiquitous lighted screens. Earth people seemed to spend a lot of time watching screens. “Can I help you?” she asked.

I ducked to avoid acquiring another painful knot on my head. Terrans were short, and few of their doorways were tall enough to accommodate my average height. My body signaled my mate was nearby, but I doubted this female was she. I got no sense of recognition. “You’re not Antoinette Sutterman.”

“I’m Megan Nichols, Ms. Sutterman’s assistant. Can I help you?”

Relief she wasn’t the one washed over me. “I’m Aton. I’m here to see Antoinette Sutterman.”

“Do you have an appointment?” She swiveled to her screen.

“No.”

She peered at me over spectacles perched on her nose. “Is she expecting you?”

“Yes, I’m her mate. The Fates have selected her for me, and I’m here to claim her.”

Megan Nichols sprang up. “I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

“Not until I see her!”

She pressed a button on a device on her table.

“Yes?” came a disembodied male voice.

She kept her gaze on me. “Code fourteen. Suite 804.”

“We’re on the way.”

“Uh, he’s very big and…uh, not human.” She eyed my horns.

“Got it.”

Behind her were two doors, both closed. The one on the left didn’t give off any vibration, but as I leaned to the right, my horns tingled. There! She was behind that door. I stepped toward it.

“Where are you going?” Megan Nichols leaped out and barred my path.

If she’d been a male, I would have shoved her out of the way, but she was female, Terran, and small. I could hurt her without intending to.

“I came to retrieve my female. Antoinette Sutterman!” I shouted. Maybe she would hear and come to me.

“You need to leave,” she said. “Security will be here any minute.”

When I tried to step around her, she moved, too, then the outer door burst open, and three males barreled in.

“Thank god you’re here. He’s ranting and raving, talking crazy, and demanding to see Ms. Sutterman,” Megan Nichols said.

“You need to leave the premises right now.” One of the males aimed a handheld device at me. He motioned to Megan Nichols. “You should move out of the way, ma’am.”

She scooted behind her table, and I rushed at the door on the right. “I’m meeting my mate—”

“Taser! Taser! Taser!” Two darts shot out of the man’s weapon. One bounced off my kel tunic, but the other barb lodged in my neck. Lightning splintered through my body, locking up every muscle in agony. I couldn’t move; I couldn’t speak. I fell face forward onto the hard floor.

Click. Click. Click. Click… With every metallic sounding tick, the barb delivered a streak of torment throughout my entire body. I felt like I was on fire.

“Damn good thing the Taser works on an alien,” said one of the men.

“Christ, yeah, he’s huge,” replied the one who continued to shoot me as I lay tortured and drooling on the floor. I could hear everything, but I couldn’t speak.

“Why did he come here? He asked for Ms. Sutterman,” Megan Nichols said.

“Her name is on the door and on the signage downstairs. He could have targeted her because she’s female,” said the shooter. “Are you sure she doesn’t know him?”

“Absolutely. I keep her schedule. She would have told me if she was expecting someone. She specifically told me this morning she would be on a conference call and not to disturb her.”

She is my mate! I have to get to her!

“There’s been a spike in extraterrestrial immigration in New Los Angeles.” He motioned to the other guards. “Get ready to cuff him.”

When the clicking stopped, so did the pain, but before I could react, two men yanked my arms behind my back, snapped metal rings around my wrists, and dragged me to my feet.

“I can’t thank you enough for coming so quickly,” Megan Nichols said. “What are you going to do with him?”

The men hauled me toward the exit. “If he was a vagrant, we’d release him outside, but seeing how he’s an extraterrestrial who targeted a tenant, we’ll hand him over to the New Los Angeles Police Department and let them call immigration. Most likely, they’ll deport him to his home planet.”

“No! The Fates meant for us to be together. I came all the way from Dakon. Antoinette Sutterman! Antoinette Sutterman!” I yelled. “It’s me! Aton!” Why couldn’t she hear me? Couldn’t she sense me?

“That’s enough of that, buddy. Don’t make me Taser you again,” the guard snapped.

The door slammed shut as they dragged me away.

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For an alien and a human girl, all’s fair in love and courtship…

Attorney Toni Sutterman is on the fast-track, her success all but an open-and-shut case when she realizes she lacks what’s important: true love. With marriage-minded men in short supply on planet Earth, she joins the Intergalactic Dating Agency hoping to find a good match with an extraterrestrial. When her alien mate finally arrives, he proves beyond all doubt to be the man of her dreams: tall, sexy, romantic, and totally devoted to her. So what if there’s a bit of gray area about how he actually got here?

Aton of planet Dakon doesn’t mean to pull a fast one. He has every intent to play by the rules until false accusations get him escorted from the spaceship just before it blasts off. Neither spurious allegations nor the vastness of space will keep him from his mate, so he makes his own way to Earth to claim the female he was promised. As soon as he sees Toni, he recognizes her as his Fated mate. Confident he’s acted in good faith, he focuses on courting her and beginning their life together.

But when a rival discovers the truth and administers some rough justice, will Toni be willing to break the rules and become Aton’s partner in crime to save their future…or will she play by the book?

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Are you ready for the next round of Intergalactic Dating Agency alien romances?

The authors of the Intergalactic Dating Agency have a new round of alien hunks coming your way. It’s going to get hot…

Burton: Stargazer Alien Mail Order Brides by Tasha Black

Available Now

She’s hunting a gang of bee rustlers. But her sexy alien companion is on the hunt for her heart.

Tansy Martin’s dream is simple – to live out her life running the family farm in the sweet small town of Stargazer. But lately something sexy has been slipping into her dreams at night, and the tall dark and handsome fugitive alien seems determined to make his way into her daytimes too.

Burton is hypnotized by tall, tough, tantalizing Tansy. His only desire is to serve her in the fields by day and in her bed by night. But his exquisite intended is determined to focus on the farm no matter how he tries to tempt her into becoming his mate.

When bee rustlers threaten Tansy’s one chance to save the orchard, their madcap adventure begins. Tansy will need Burton’s help to hold onto the family farm. But will she be able to hold onto her heart?

Torel: Star-Crossed Alien Mail Order Brides by Susan Hayes

Available now. Just released!

What do you do when your planet runs out of women?  Send for takeout, of course.

Torel is the best medical officer in the Pyrosian fleet, but being the best comes with a cost. When the queen orders him to apply to Star-Crossed Dating, he’s relieved when there’s no match for him among the human females of Earth. He doesn’t have time for that kind of distraction.

Mated or not, he’s on his way to Earth to help newly-mated females adjust to the life awaiting them on Pyros. All he has to do is keep them healthy and happy during the voyage home. It should be the easiest assignment of his career.

This book contains a widow determined to never fall in love again, and a doctor who is about to discover that when it comes to the heart, he’s still got a lot to learn.

Aton: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides by Cara Bristol

Available here

For an alien and a human girl, all’s fair in love and courtship…

Attorney Toni Sutterman is on the fast-track, her success all but an open-and-shut case when she realizes she lacks what’s important: true love. With marriage-minded men in short supply on planet Earth, she joins the Intergalactic Dating Agency hoping to find a good match with an extraterrestrial. When her alien mate finally arrives, he proves beyond all doubt to be the man of her dreams: tall, sexy, romantic, and totally devoted to her. So what if there’s a bit of gray area about how he actually got here?

Aton of planet Dakon doesn’t mean to pull a fast one. He has every intent to play by the rules until false accusations get him escorted from the spaceship just before it blasts off. Neither spurious allegations nor the vastness of space will keep him from his mate, so he makes his own way to Earth to claim the female he was promised. As soon as he sees Toni, he recognizes her as his Fated mate. Confident he’s acted in good faith, he focuses on courting her and beginning their life together.

But when a rival discovers the truth and administers some rough justice, will Toni be willing to break the rules and become Aton’s partner in crime to save their future…or will she play by the book?

Aton and the Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides series is spinoff from the Alien Mate series. In Alien Mate, human women travel to planet Dakon to meet their alien hunks. In this new series, the Dakonians come to Earth!

Delta V: Cyborg Cowboys of Carbon County by Elsa Jade

Coming Soon!

It’s autumn in Big Sky Country, and crash-landed aliens are falling in love!

Deltas were always the most expendable among the CWBOIs (Custom War Bionic/Organic Impersons), and Delta V was fifth of nothing. But since the crash that left this transgalactically prohibited private army of cyborg alien warriors marooned on Earth, Delta has found some small pleasures — soft dogs, sweet donuts, seducing the neighboring rancher. Wait, what?

For the first time in her fifty years, Big Sky Country is feeling small and lonely to Montana rancher Lindy Minervudottir. With the five-year anniversary of her wife’s death looming, she’s not sure if the future matters. But then a futuristic fighter flies into her life.

Earth is a small, blue marble in the vastness of space, and two needy hearts are even smaller than quarks at that scale. But with a long-gone enemy closing in, if quantum entanglement and the irresistible force of love can’t bind them together, the world itself hangs in the balance.

On the outskirts of the Big Sky Intergalactic Dating Agency, the Cyborg Cowboys of Carbon County are rounding up earthly pleasures for their forever mates.

 

Frost: Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides by Michelle M. Pillow

Available Here

All he wanted was a little adventure and maybe to find a wife on Earth. What he got was a hell of a lot more than this alpha alien bargained for.

Alpha male alien Edur (aka Frost Chaos) will do anything to escape his ice tundra of a home planet. He’ll even convince his brothers to jump onboard a bride procurement spaceship bound for Earth… which to be honest he should have vetted a little better.

Galaxy Brides promises a land of untold beauties just waiting for strong alien men to come and abduct them away.

Galaxy Brides promises a lot of things they can’t deliver.

Galaxy Brides should maybe not be in business.

Journalist Meg Taylor had no problem leaving her big city life behind to come home to care for her sick father, but she does miss the excitement of chasing a story. When rumors of a blue hockey player surface in her small town, she can’t resist. But following Frost home will give her more story than she bargained for–dangerous mercenaries, spaceships, intrigue, and a sexy blue-skinned alien looking for more than a one night stand.

 

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DARAK hits No. 5 in 2-hour romantic reads on Amazon! #SFR #IntergalacticDatingAgency

DARAK: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #1 (Intergalactic Dating Agency) hit No. 5 in two-hour romantic reads on Amazon  and No. 20 in science fiction romance, ranking 873 in all Kindle Books paid. It’s the best ranking I’ve ever had for a full-priced ($2.99 or above) book that is not in KindleUnlimited. It’s really hard to hit rank if a book isn’t in KU these days. I’m quite pleased!

Here’s a sample of reviews from Amazon:

“Loved this book! I started laughing from the first page”

“Absolutely awesome…entertaining and captivating.”

“5 Boundless Stars. It’s blast.”

“A great funny story.”

“Get this today!”

“Had me smiling and swooning.”

“What a great read. I couldn’t put it down.”

“Hooked from start to finish.”

“Yummy!”

Darak: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides story description

Revenge is best served sweet with a hot, horned alien

Free-spirited pastry chef Lexi Sutterman has discovered that true love is pie in the sky. The only thing more difficult than finding an Earth man willing to commit is pleasing her wealthy, hypercritical family who view her as a failure. So she’s given up on both, focusing her energy on her new bakery. Now that her uber successful little sister manages to nab a well-heeled fiancé, Lexi fights back by joining the Intergalactic Dating Agency. She plans to bring a huge, purple, tentacled alien as her plus-one to the wedding.

Darak of planet Dakon isn’t purple or tentacled—he’s just seven feet of horned alien hotness. To get a woman on his world, a guy has to literally win the lottery. Tired of waiting for the Fates to send him a female, he joins the dating service to meet a nice Earth girl to call his own. He recognizes Lexi as his true mate, but realizes convincing her they’re meant to be together forever and not just a weekend will be no cake walk.

But when a sweet-tart pastry chef and a horned alien hottie fall in love, everyone might get their just desserts…

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Win some Wicked Good Cupcakes in the Dakonian Code Word Drawing! #giveaway #wickedgoodcupcakes

Get ready for sweet, tasty prize giveaway! To celebrate the release of Darak, Aton, and Caid, the three books of the Dakonian Alien Mail Order Bride series, I’m giving away THREE cupcake packages from Wicked Good Cupcakes!

Winners will receive a four pack (two cupcakes per pack, so eight cupcakes total) in the flavors of their choice! Check out the flavors on the Wicked Good Cupcake website.

Wicked Good Cupcakes are ready-to-eat cupcakes in jars. The company was featured on the ABC TV show, “Shark Tank,” in which entrepreneurs pitch their idea to investors (“sharks”).

To enter the drawing, just enter select the correct three code words. (Hint: if you don’t know the code words, you can nosy around on this website. All three code words have been published. Or, you can try to guess). Each code word is related to one of the Dakonian Alien Mail Order Bride books. Three books, three code words, three cupcakes packages, three winners!

The contest will remain open until November 10. The winners will be drawn by November 12. So, if you win, you’ll have time to get your cupcakes by Thanksgiving!

Non US residents will receive an Amazon gift card in lieu of the cupcakes. Unfortunately, shipping is only available within the US.

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Darak! Darak! Darak! It’s release day for Darak: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides!

Darak, my cute horned alien hottie with a sweet tooth, has come to Earth! His book Darak: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #1 (Intergalactic Dating Agency) has been released and is LIVE on all vendor sites.

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Revenge is best served sweet with a hot, horned alien

Free-spirited pastry chef Lexi Sutterman has discovered that true love is pie in the sky. The only thing more difficult than finding an Earth man willing to commit is pleasing her wealthy, hypercritical family who view her as a failure. So she’s given up on both, focusing her energy on her new bakery. Now that her uber successful little sister manages to nab a well-heeled fiancé, Lexi fights back by joining the Intergalactic Dating Agency. She plans to bring a huge, purple, tentacled alien as her plus-one to the wedding.

Darak of planet Dakon isn’t purple or tentacled—he’s just seven feet of horned alien hotness. To get a woman on his world, a guy has to literally win the lottery. Tired of waiting for the Fates to send him a female, he joins the dating service to meet a nice Earth girl to call his own. He recognizes Lexi as his true mate, but realizes convincing her they’re meant to be together forever and not just a weekend will be no cake walk.

But when a sweet-tart pastry chef and a horned alien hottie fall in love, everyone might get their just desserts…

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Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides is a new science fiction romance series and a spin-off from the Alien Mate series. In the Alien Mate books, Earth women travel to planet Dakon to become the mail order brides of aliens. In this new series, the Dakonians come to Earth through the Intergalactic Dating Agency to find their human mates.

Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Don’t miss the drawing for cupcakes!!

Beginning in just two days, the prize drawing for three cupcake packages from Wicked Good Cupcakes will begin! Winners will be able to select the flavors of their choice and receive a 4 pack (2 cupcakes per pack, so 8 total) of ready to eat cupcakes from Wicked Good Cupcakes. The company was featured on the TV show, Shark Tank.

To enter, when the contest goes live, just select the correct three secret codes words. Don’t know the code words? Well, there’s one in this blog post, and if you nosy around this site you can find the others.  If you want to be notified when the contest goes live, sign up to receive my newsletter. All subscribers will receive an email with the link to the contest page.

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When you’ve been dissed by your family, what can you do except date an alien?

Releasing in one week! October 5, 2018

An excerpt from Darak: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #1 (Intergalactic Dating Agency)

The hand-addressed, gold-embossed, perfumed envelope I’d brought in with the junk mail sat on my kitchen counter and tugged at my attention, despite my best efforts to ignore it. Anything that fancy and expensive couldn’t be good news. I sighed, licked black-cherry frosting off my fingers, and tore open the envelope.

Dr. Blake and Mrs. Caroline Gates Sutterman request the honor of your presence at the marriage ceremony of Miss Antoinette Leigh Gates Sutterman to Phillip Edward Markham IV…

Told ya. Bad news. My baby sister was getting married. It wasn’t enough she’d fast-tracked her way to partner of her law firm at the young age of twenty-five, she was sealing the deal by marrying the firm’s founding member, Phillip Edward Markham IV. The possibility she might have slept her way to the top didn’t detract from her accomplishment. In our family, how you achieved success didn’t matter, as long as you did.

Two years ago, my brother had finished his plastic surgery residency and joined Dad’s practice, last year my sister had made partner, and me? I was officially…a failure. I had no titles before my name, no letters after my name, and no prospects of marrying up.

I tossed the envelope aside, and a whole bunch of other stuff fell onto the floor: an RSVP card for the wedding, a separate invitation for the rehearsal dinner, an RSVP card for that, and tissue paper.

I tasted the frosting again, letting the flavors settle on my tongue. Perfect. My client would be pleased. I wiped the residual stickiness from my fingers with the tissue paper before jotting down the recipe measurements in my tablet, just as the picto-phone app began to play Wagner’s “Ride of the Valkyries.

With a grimace, I propped the computer on a bowl and pressed accept.

“Hello, Mother,” I said when her image appeared on the screen.

She would have grimaced, if her Botoxed forehead would have allowed it, but she had to settle for transmitting disapproval through a glint in her hazel eyes. Checking an ingrained reaction to make myself more presentable by straightening my posture and ponytail, I slouched against the counter and waited for her to speak.

“Am I interrupting anything important?” Her tone indicated she was sure she wasn’t.

“I was testing frosting recipes.” I brushed powdered sugar from my shirt. Dammit! Old habits died hard. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?”

“I wanted to let you know you’ll be receiving an invitation—”

“I got it. Toni’s getting married. Congratulations.” No doubt Mother considered the engagement her accomplishment. Back when my sister was seeking a law clerk position prior to passing the bar, my mother had arranged for her to meet Phillip through a sorority sister who served on the same charity board as she. Of course, Toni hadn’t let an opportunity slide by.

Unlike me.

“It’s customary to RSVP.”

“I only received the invitation this afternoon!” Opened it like sixty seconds ago.

“I just wanted to ensure you’ll be there.”

“I won’t miss Toni’s wedding.”

“You weren’t at her party at the country club when she made partner.”

Yeah, I’d skipped that. I hadn’t attended a family gathering yet where by the end of the evening my failings as a daughter and human being weren’t dissected and analyzed. I wasn’t a “professional,” I hadn’t married well—or at all—and I had no college degree, not one from a real school anyway. My associate’s in culinary arts from the community college counted for squat.

“I had to work,” I fibbed.

“You couldn’t take time off to celebrate your sister’s success?”

“Did she leave work to attend the grand opening of Your Just Desserts?”

“Your little hobby is hardly the same thing.” Mother’s surgically plumped lips formed a dismissive, but attractive, moue. She was one of Dad’s best patients. His surgical expertise had rolled back time, and people often commented to my mother that she and her daughters could be sisters. If they were really sucking up, they’d joke, “You must be the youngest.”

“It’s not a hobby, Mother. My pastry shop is a business.” You’d think I’d be used to being dissed by now, but it still hurt, so I tended to skip family get-togethers. Once an underachiever, always an underachiever—in their eyes. I’d never been forgiven for my average grades, for backpacking through Europe after high school and coming home with the announcement I’d decided to skip the university, for my inability to hook a monied and/or well-connected husband.

I wasn’t alone in the latter. On Earth, women outnumbered men, so eligible bachelors were few and far between. Men didn’t have to commit to get a woman—so they didn’t. My own brother continued to “play the field,” and my sister was marrying a man thirty years her senior.

Mother sniffed. “Let’s not fight. I called to make sure your schedule is free. You’re not in the wedding, but Antoinette would like all her family to attend the rehearsal dinner. It’s being catered by Chef Francois Bonnet at our Santa Barbara estate. Figure on staying for the entire weekend.”

I hadn’t looked that far ahead, but if I had, I would have planned to ditch the pre-wedding dinner and opt for a drive-by for the main event. I had nothing against my sister. With a five-year age gap, we hadn’t been close as children and never got closer as adults, but she was okay. It wasn’t her fault who her parents were.

“I’ll be there.” I could survive one weekend.

“Excellent. This could be beneficial to you. Quite a few members from the law firm are on the guest list. I’ll arrange for you to be seated next to a good prospect.”

“That won’t be necessary.”

“You’re thirty years old, Alexandra—”

Twenty-nine, Mother.” My birthday was four months away. Until the calendar struck September 5, I was still twenty-nine.

“And it’s time to get serious. I hope you had the foresight to freeze some of your eggs.”

“Oh, for the love of buttercream icing! Stop. Right there. Stop.”

“You’re not getting younger, and someday you might want to have children and make me a grandmother.”

I did want children, and I hated to admit it, but the odds weren’t looking too good, considering the dearth of eligible bachelors in general and my nonexistent dating life in particular. However, if I had children, it would be to suit myself, not my mother. “I’m sure Toni will take care of it before too long. She’s been first in everything else.” My mother would deny it with her dying breath, but my sister was her favorite child.

“Well, she’s only twenty-five, and she’s focused on her career right now. Plus, Phillip does have three children from previous relationships.”

Ohh… “And he doesn’t want any more?”

“I didn’t say that! Gossip is so unbecoming, Alexandra. All I’m saying is you need to think about your future.”

Business was booming at Your Just Desserts, my shop had gotten a chamber of commerce award for Best New Business and received high ratings in customer reviews on the ’Net, I had a great group of friends, and I owned my own home. I was doing pretty darn well, if I did say so myself. Why couldn’t she give me credit for what I had accomplished?

My temper rose. Never a good thing. “Maybe I have thought about my future. Maybe I applied to the Terra Dakon Goodwill Exchange Program.”

“That’s not funny.”

“Who says I’m joking?”

Desperate for men, many women signed up to become the mail-order brides of an alien race on planet Dakon. The planet was rich in illuvian ore, which could power just about anything, so Earth’s government had worked out a deal to trade females for rocks.

My mother clutched her throat, her lined neck the only feature that betrayed her age. “Please, tell me you didn’t.” Her fingers tangled in the multi-strand pearl necklace she wore to cover the wrinkles. She looked so horrified and concerned, I didn’t have the nerve to continue.

“No, I didn’t,” I admitted.

“Don’t scare me like that,” she said. “Despite our differences, you’re my daughter, I love you, and I couldn’t stand the idea of you leaving Earth and flying halfway across the galaxy. I might never see you again.”

Leaving Earth didn’t appeal to me, either, truthfully. I had a great life here, even if the social part sucked like an overly tart torte.

“It’s bad enough the aliens have come here,” she said.

“What?”

“At the Habitat for Unwed Mothers fashion show, I heard Kennedy Truman’s daughter is dating one.”

Gossip is so unbecoming. I wanted to toss her own words back at her, but then she might clam up, and this news was too juicy to let pass. “Here? On Earth? A real alien? How did that happen?”

“She met him through the Intergalactic Dating Agency, which matches Earth girls with extraterrestrials.”

“You’re kidding.” While my mother didn’t think much of Your Just Desserts, it consumed my life. I’d been so busy baking and managing the business, I hadn’t been paying attention to much else. My preoccupation might have contributed to my lack of a dating life, I conceded wryly. “How long has this been going on?”

“A while. I’m so grateful Antoinette is marrying a successful human man. You’re not married, but at least you’re not with a huge purple alien.”

Apparently, my mother wasn’t as desperate for grandchildren as I’d assumed. “Speaking of marriages, I assume Toni will be contacting me about the wedding cake.”

“What do you mean?”

“Doesn’t she want me to do the cake for her?”

My mother tittered. “Oh no, dear. Your little homemade cakes are good, but for the wedding, we’ll need one that’s professionally done. Anyway, I’m pleased you’ll be there. I have to run, now. I have a Friends of the Homeless tea. I’ll be in touch.”

The screen blanked out.

Your little homemade cakes are good, but for the wedding, we’ll need one that’s professionally done. I doubted she even realized she’d insulted me. I might have forgiven the slight if her opinion had been based on true and honest experience, but to my knowledge, my mother had never tried my cakes. Our history colored her assessment of everything I did.

I handled the wedding invitation. Miss Alexandra Katherine Gates Sutterman and guest. My siblings and I carried my mother’s maiden name as well as our father’s surname because while he had been quite successful, my socialite mother was a Gates of the Sinclair Gates, old money dating back to the California Gold Rush. Her name could open doors—or shut them, depending on her whim.

Miss Alexandra Katherine Gates Sutterman and guest. I could bring a plus-one.

Intergalactic Dating Agency, huh?

Revenge is best served sweet with a hot, horned alien

Free-spirited pastry chef Lexi Sutterman has discovered that true love is pie in the sky. The only thing more difficult than finding an Earth man willing to commit is pleasing her wealthy, hypercritical family who view her as a failure. So she’s given up on both, focusing her energy on her new bakery. Now that her uber successful little sister manages to nab a well-heeled fiancé, Lexi fights back by joining the Intergalactic Dating Agency. She plans to bring a huge, purple, tentacled alien as her plus-one to the wedding.

Darak of planet Dakon isn’t purple or tentacled—he’s just seven feet of horned alien hotness. To get a woman on his world, a guy has to literally win the lottery. Tired of waiting for the Fates to send him a female, he joins the dating service to meet a nice Earth girl to call his own. He recognizes Lexi as his true mate, but realizes convincing her they’re meant to be together forever and not just a weekend will be no cake walk.

But when a sweet-tart pastry chef and a horned alien hottie fall in love, everyone might get their just desserts…

Available everywhere: Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, iBooks, GooglePlay.

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Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides is a new science fiction romance series and a spin-off from the Alien Mate series. In the Alien Mate books, Earth women travel to planet Dakon to become the mail order brides of aliens. In this new series, the Dakonians come to Earth through the Intergalactic Dating Agency to find their human mates.

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Meet your alien hottie through the Intergalactic Dating Agency!

The Intergalactic Dating Agency is a series of romances in which aliens, lookin’ for love, come to Earth through a dating service. The series is written by multiple authors, each of whom releases a trilogy of novellas. Here’s list of some of the current and coming books:

Drago: Stargazer Alien Mail Order Brides by Tasha Black

He’s her lab subject.
She’s the subject of his forbidden fantasies…

When Arden Green was hired as a lab tech, she didn’t expect her duties would include delivering titillating movies to hunky aliens and retrieving their specimens. But when she finds herself in Stargazer, Pennsylvania doing just that, she figures things can’t get any worse. Until she starts to fall for one of the men she’s supposed to be studying…

Drago has made the extraordinary journey to Earth from faraway planet Aerie. But his life as a lab subject is simple. He eats, he reads, and he dutifully tries to click permanently into his human form. Most of all, he lives for his momentary daily contact with lab tech Arden Green, the woman he recognizes as his mate the first time he sees her.

But the delicate balance at the lab won’t last forever. When circumstances force Drago and two of his brothers to flee, Arden must help them escape. But can she keep her relationship with her subject professional? Or has science blinded her to true love?

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Ice: Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides by Michelle M. Pillow

She’s hot. She’s sexy. She’s everything a lonely alien could want… except for the part where she captures him and puts him in a cage.

Alpha male alien Izotz (aka Ice Storm Chaos) isn’t one for space exploration. He finds enough action fighting for survival on his frozen tundra of a home world. When the promises of Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides tempt his brothers into signing up for a trip to Earth, he’s hard-pressed to say no to the fantasy. Not many remain on the planet of Sintaz, and this may be his only chance to find a mate to warm the freezing nights. What he hadn’t planned on was the fact the woman of his dreams would want to capture him and put him in a cage.

When Elle took the mercenary job hunting UFOs, she thought it would be an easy paycheck from an eccentric, crazy man. Little did she know extraterrestrials were real and freaking sexy to boot. If she can ignore the blue skin, surely this hunky alien can overlook the fact she’s the reason he’s now her boss’ science experiment.

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Tarjen: Star-Crossed Alien Mail Order Brides by Susan Hayes

What do you do when your planet runs out of women?  Send for takeout, of course.

Tarjen never expected to go to Earth again. The first time, he was there to protect Crown Prince Joran as he claimed his mate and returned her to Pyros. This time, Tarjen is on his way to claim a mate of his own.

He’s studied human courtship behaviour, memorized his match’s file from the Star-Crossed Dating database, and prepared himself for the moment he’ll meet his mate. He’s planned everything perfectly so that nothing can go wrong. Not like the last time they were here…

This book contains a single mother who doesn’t believe in happy endings and a royal bodyguard who does everything by the book – until the universe blows up the book, his plans, and part of a city block.

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Darak: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides by Cara Bristol

Revenge is best served sweet with a hot, horned alien

Free-spirited pastry chef Lexi Sutterman has discovered that true love is pie in the sky. The only thing more difficult than finding an Earth man willing to commit is pleasing her wealthy, hypercritical family who view her as a failure. So she’s given up on both, focusing her energy on her new bakery. Now that her uber successful little sister manages to nab a well-heeled fiancé, Lexi fights back by joining the Intergalactic Dating Agency. She plans to bring a huge, purple, tentacled alien as her plus-one to the wedding.

Darak of planet Dakon isn’t purple or tentacled—he’s just seven feet of horned alien hotness. To get a woman on his world, a guy has to literally win the lottery. Tired of waiting for the Fates to send him a female, he joins the dating service to meet a nice Earth girl to call his own. He recognizes Lexi as his true mate, but realizes convincing her they’re meant to be together forever and not just a weekend will be no cake walk.

But when a sweet-tart pastry chef and a horned alien hottie fall in love, everyone might get their just desserts…

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Find out about the cupcake drawing here.

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Some stunning information on Tasers (and cupcakes)…

I’ve been doing a little research on Tasers:

  • A Taser is fired from a distance and releases two electrified darts. The darts embed in the skin. As long as the shooter continues to shoot, it applies the shock.
  • The shock, besides causing pain, actually immobilizes the person. He can’t move.
    Once the shooter releases the trigger, the pain is gone and the person can move again.
  • In costrast, with a stun gun, you have to get close enough to TOUCH a person, and it only causes pain. It’s usually enough to stop them, but if a person can fight through the pain, they can still fight.
  • If a cop is firing a Taser, he’ll shout “Taser, Taser Taser” to warn everyone to get out of way so they don’t get shocked.

There just might be a little scene in Aton: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides (Intergalactic Dating Agency) that involves tasers (*whistles*)…

Aton story blurb

For an alien and a human girl, all’s fair in love and courtship…

Attorney Toni Sutterman’s professional success is an open-and-shut case. Her love life? Not so much. With marriage-minded men in short supply on planet Earth, she joins the Intergalactic Dating Agency hoping for a good match with an extraterrestrial. When her alien mate finally arrives, he proves beyond all doubt to be the man of her dreams: tall, sexy, romantic, and totally devoted to her. So what if there’s a bit of gray area about how he got here?

Aton of planet Dakon doesn’t mean to pull a fast one. He has every intent to play by the rules until false accusations get him escorted from the spaceship just before it blasts off. No spurious allegations will keep him from his mate, so he makes his own way to Earth to claim the female he was promised. As soon as he sees Toni, he recognizes her as his Fated mate and focuses on courting her and beginning their life together.

But when a rival discovers the truth and administers some rough justice, will Toni be willing to break the rules and become Aton’s partner in crime to save their future…or will she play by the book?

Available everywhere: Amazon, BN, Kobo, GooglePlay, and iBooks.

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There are three Dakonian Alien Mail Order Bride romances: Darak, Aton, and Caid. Each one has a “code word” related to the story. Find & collect all three code words and enter to win some Wicked Good Cupcakes (featured on Shark Tank!), in a prize drawing Oct. 7 – Nov. 10.

Where do you find the code words? On this blog (click around!), on Facebook, on Instagram or in my newsletter.

Get the complete contest info here.

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Coming soon: a drawing for Wicked Good Cupcakes (as seen on Shark Tank)! #giveaway

✿❥¸.• *•✿ Oct. 7 – Nov. 10, 2018 ✿❥¸.• *•✿

Enter to win Wicked Good Cupcakes in the Code Word Prize Drawing!

To celebrate the release of Darak, Aton, and Caid, Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides (Intergalactic Dating Agency) romances, I’ll be giving away three cupcake packages from Wicked Good Cupcakes. Featured on Shark Tank, Wicked Good Cupcakes are ready-to-eat cupcakes in jars (two cupcakes per jar).

The winners will be able to select a custom package in the flavors of their choice! Three custom 4-packs (8 cupcakes in each 4-pack  ) will be given away. Each four-pack is valued at $41.95. Three books, three code words, three chances to win!

The drawing will be held October 7-November 10. To enter the drawing, find and collect all three code words and when the drawing opens, enter the words on the King Sumo giveaway form.

You can find the code words on this website, in my reader newsletter, on Facebook, in my private reader FB group, and on Instagram. All the code words will be announced before the start of the drawing and until the drawing closes. However, you won’t see all three code words together, so keep an eye out! You can enter the drawing anytime during the Oct. 7-Nov. 10 contest period.

Note to non US residents: Shipping is only available to the United States. Non US residents may enter the drawing, but a commensurate Amazon gift card will be substituted for the cupcakes.

Get ready for a sweet treat of a contest! Want to get notified when the contest begins? Subscribe to my reader newsletter (You’ll also receive a free book to read now).

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How to lose an alien in fourteen days

Matchmaker Jessie Hancock has a perfect record helping others find their Mr. or Ms. Right through the Intergalactic Dating Agency until Caid arrives. The sinfully handsome, smooth-talking alien is everything she’s dreamed of—but can’t have. Even if he was interested in a curvy, freckle-faced redheaded wallflower, it’s forbidden for employees to date clients, so she works hard to find him a woman. But when none of the dates meets with his approval, her boss gives her an ultimatum—find Caid a match or else! With her heart breaking and her job on the line, she launches a plan to introduce Caid to a woman he’ll find irresistible.

The instant Caid from planet Dakon lays eyes on Jessie with the beautiful orange hair, he knows the Fates have chosen her for him. To get closer to her, he goes along with her attempts to “match” him with someone else while doing his best to charm her and convince her they’re meant for each other. Despite his efforts, she continues to insist she can’t be his mate. Now time is running out, and if he can’t up his game, he’ll lose her forever.

Available from your favorite online vendor.

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Secret $100 prize giveaway code word: “Frosted.” Remember it. You’ll need it

Get ready for a sweet & fun prize giveaway! With the release of Darak: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #1 (Intergalactic Dating Agency), there will be a prize drawing you won’t want to miss!  The prizes, valued at more than $100, will be announced soon. To enter, watch for and collect all three code words.

There will be one code word for each of the three Dakonian Alien Mail Order Bride books. You must have all three to enter the contest.

The prize drawing will open for entries soon after the release of Darak (October 5), will continue through the release of Aton (October 22), and will end just after the release of book 3, Caid (November 8). The exact dates are TBD.

Watch Facebook, this blog, and my newsletter for the other two code words and contest updates!

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Revenge is best served sweet with a hot, horned alien

Free-spirited pastry chef Lexi Sutterman has discovered that true love is pie in the sky. The only thing more difficult than finding an Earth man willing to commit is pleasing her wealthy, hypercritical family who view her as a failure. So she’s given up on both, focusing her energy on her new bakery. Now that her uber successful little sister manages to nab a well-heeled fiancé, Lexi fights back by joining the Intergalactic Dating Agency. She plans to bring a huge, purple, tentacled alien as her plus-one to the wedding.

Darak of planet Dakon isn’t purple or tentacled—he’s just seven feet of horned alien hotness. To get a woman on his world, a guy has to literally win the lottery. Tired of waiting for the Fates to send him a female, he joins the dating service to meet a nice Earth girl to call his own. He recognizes Lexi as his true mate, but realizes convincing her they’re meant to be together forever and not just a weekend will be no cake walk.

But when a sweet-tart pastry chef and a horned alien hottie fall in love, everyone might get their just desserts…

DARAK ~ October 5

ATON ~ October 22

CAID ~ November 8

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