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?

BUY HERE

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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Just ducky! A serendipitous gift…

My husband surprised me with a gift—a glass duck because he said he knows I like ducks (I do.). I never mentioned it to him, but I’d been looking for a duck figurine for my office desk as a reminder to myself to keep my ducks in a row.

One thing I’ve learned about writing and publishing is that book promotion is most effective when efforts are connected and focused—lined up like ducks in a row. It’s usually best to wait for the right moment and take the time to get everything ready than to use a scattered, shotgun approach. This often means delaying short-term gratification (a few book sales) for longer term gratification (BIGGER sales).

 

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Cover Reveal! CAID: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #3 (Intergalactic Dating Agency)

Cover by Croco Designs

Release Date: November 8

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.

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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.

DARAK | ATON | CAID

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If DARAK doesn’t make you laugh, the cupcake is TOAST! #thecupcakegetsit

DARAK: Dakonian Mail Order Brides #1 (Intergalactic Dating Agency) is a science fiction romantic comedy. It’s a light, fun, feel-good read–and funny. My Alien Mate series is humorous too, but Darak is even funnier.

I’m so certain you’ll laugh, that I’m taking on a dare: If you don’t find Darak funny, I’ll eat a cupcake!  If you don’t laugh when you read Darak, email me at carabristol50 (at) yahoo (dot) com and tell me, and I’ll post a picture of me on this website and Facebook of me eating a cupcake.

Darak is available for preorder, releasing on October 5.

The fine print: You must email me by October 12 to say that you didn’t find Darak funny. No fair contacting me a year from now. I can’t live with that hanging over my head. So you have a week from release day to drop the boom.

(BTW, if YOU like cupcakes, I’ll be doing a contest and giveaway for free cupcakes! Get the details here. 

DARAK: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #1 (Intergalactic Dating Agency)

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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ATON: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides PREORDER! #IntergalacticDatingAgency

ATON, book 2 of my new series, Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides, is now available for preorder. Reserve your copy for an October 22, release.

Amazon US | UK | AU | CA 

Kobo | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Universal link

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 really 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?

♥ ♥ ♥

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.

Three books will  be released at two-week intervals:

DARAK – October 5 

ATON – October 22

CAID – November 8 (Cover & blurb coming Friday!)

 

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A funny thing happened while trying to be serious…#humor

I think I have a good sense of humor. My humor is dry, occasionally a little silly. I find comedy in something I see or hear, in noticing the irony or coincidences. I wish I could be funny “on cue.” Ready, set…make somebody laugh! Uh, no. Doesn’t work that way for me. Humor for me is situational.I need something to react to.

I’ve met a few individuals who were just funny personalities. Their tone, gestures, and facial expressions made them amusing even when they weren’t trying to be. They could say the most ordinary, mundane thing, and it was funny, because something about them was funny. Have you known anybody like that?

I’m one of those shy, introverted types who feels like a fish out of water in social situations, so if people meet me only once, my sense of humor isn’t what they remember about me (Hopefully, they think I’m pleasant and nice). But once I’m comfortable and relaxed, my humor emerges naturally, organically.

It comes out in my writing. There’s a little humor in nearly every book I write, but two series in particular, Alien Mate, and the new Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides (Intergalactic Dating Agency), are romantic comedies besides being science fiction romances.

I didn’t set out to write romantic comedy; the humor evolved out of the tropes and the story concepts themselves. I never said, “I’m going to make this one funny.”  I  just wrote the story and what developed…developed.

I’d been writing a cyborg series (Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance), when I decided I wanted to write about alien heroes. So I looked for an alien romance trope I would enjoy writing, and I chose alien mail order brides. I love reading mail order bride stories, but they’re usually historical romances. However, when you put an extraterrestrial into the trope, the situation becomes—let’s call a spade a spade—silly, even…preposterous.

Think about it. Earth women marrying an alien from outer space? How is the two species are always biologically compatible? How is it that so many aliens look human? Why are there no insurmountable communication barriers? What are the odds in real life that any woman would do this?  Would you still want to marry an alien if what you got was a bucket of slime? Or an electrical shock every time you had sex?

So, because the trope was amusing to me, when I wrote Alien Mate, Alien Attraction, and Alien Intention, the stories turned out funny. In book one, Earth gets rid of its female criminals by sending them to planet Dakon to become mail order brides. In book two, a reality TV show star goes to Dakon as a gimmick for her show. In book three, the reality star’s sister hooks up with the worst possible alien she could pick. (But of course, he turns out to be the perfect choice for her). The entire series is a science fiction romantic comedy.

Then I got invited to write for the Intergalactic Dating Agency, a multi-author series. Each author writes her own story/series that features an alien coming to Earth through the IDA to find a mate. It provided the perfect opportunity to write a spinoff series. In Alien Mate, human women go to planet Dakon. In Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides (Intergalactic Dating Agency), the men from Dakon come to Earth!

Once again, I didn’t try to be funny. In fact, I had intended to make this new series a straightforward romance, forget the humor. But a funny thing happened on the way to writing the story…it came out even funnier than Alien Mate.

Because I had to write to a preset theme/trope (the alien/human dating service) I came into this project stone cold. I didn’t have a single idea what my story would be. (And I had to write three stories, not just one. No pressure).

So, I asked myself, why would a woman use a dating service to meet an alien? Well, duh, she wants a date. For what? What kinds of events do people need/want dates for? Weddings. She wants a date for a wedding…her sister’s wedding. Why? Well, what if her family has never accepted her, now her little sister has beaten her to the altar, and she wants to show them all. So, she brings an alien to the wedding to shock her disapproving family. He’s her revenge alien.

DARAK: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #1 (Intergalactic Dating Agency) turned out to be the funniest book I’ve ever written. It’s my “favorite child” (Please don’t tell the other books). Darak is a light, laugh-aloud, fun, feel-good romance, the kind of story you read when you need a pick-me-up, when you don’t want anything dark, depressing, or heavy.

If you don’t laugh when you read Darak, I’ll eat a cupcake. Seriously.  After you read Darak, if you didn’t laugh, email me, and I’ll post a picture on my website and Facebook of me eating a cupcake.

If you do laugh, please tell me. You can email me (or post a review *wink*) telling me the book was funny. (I love it when people tell me I’m right. I don’t hear that nearly often enough from my husband. Lol.).

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: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides

Releasing everywhere on Friday, October 5! Reserve your copy here.

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