Release day! BRAXX: Dakonian Alien Mail Order Brides #4 #IntergalacticDatingAgency

Braxx has been released and is available on all major booksellers.

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She’s given up on love, but love hasn’t given up on her…

If there’s anything Holly Hansen has learned, it’s that falling for a persuasive charmer is a sure path to a broken heart. It happened when her fiancé abandoned her just when she needed him most. Everything about the smoking-hot alien, Braxx, reminds her of her ex: his good looks, his confidence, his persistence. He won’t take no for an answer and shows up night after night at the restaurant where she works. It’s enough to wear a girl down, make her doubt her convictions, maybe hope that love can conquer the heartbreak of the past…

Dakonian Braxx is a simple man with simple needs: find a good woman and have a big family. With females in short supply on his planet, he heads for Earth through the Intergalactic Dating Agency. The instant he meets Holly Hansen, his horns begin to throb, and he realizes she’s the ONE. His Fated mate. He can’t wait to settle down with her and make beautiful babies together. Unfortunately, she doesn’t seem to recognize they’re meant to be together. But he didn’t come this far to give up easily, and he hopes that with patience and baby steps, he’ll win her heart.

Just when it seems he’ll succeed, Holly’s past comes back to haunt them. Can a heartbreak be too deep for love to fix?

Braxx Excerpt

Where the hell was he? I scanned the restaurant floor through the window of Barb’s office. My gaze skidded off the vacant table, normally occupied by one particular customer with a standing reservation for 7:00 p.m. It was 6:30, but he always arrived early.

“Spying on anyone in particular?” asked Barb as she fed her four-month-old daughter. I could see her reflection in the window. She cooed at the baby as she rocked in her swivel office chair. My chest tightened.

“I’m not spying! I’m managing your business,” I said. Customers without reservations packed the vestibule. Tables were no sooner vacated than another customer slid into the spot. The seat didn’t even have time to cool off. I moved away from the window.

“Why don’t you admit it? You like him.”

“Like who?”

Barb made a wry face over the top of Clementine’s head. She rubbed the baby’s back, and Clementine let out a loud belch. I resumed my observation of the floor, focusing on the entrance. Where is he? Did I get through to him? Or did something happen? In a year, he’d never missed a dinner. What if he’d been in an accident? He didn’t drive, but his Uber could have crashed.

If I’d learned anything since Braxx had started stalking me, it was that he was a creature of habit. He never missed a night, arrived early, always ordered the same meal—the cattleman’s beef brisket dinner (hold the sauce), a pint of dark beer, and an ice cream sundae for dessert—and then stared up at the office until I caved and went to talk to him. Except he’d changed his pattern. He hadn’t ventured in in three days. Thank goodness. Still, it was nerve-racking waiting for the other shoe to drop. He could pop in at any time.

Barb’s chair squeaked as she buttoned up her denim vest then wiped little Clementine’s face. “It would be nice if my best friend and my brother-in-law called a truce.”

“We’re not fighting.”

“Well, he isn’t, anyway.”

“I’m not, either!” I said. “I don’t care enough about him to fight.”

“Whatever you say.”

I bit my tongue, refusing to rise to the bait. She should talk. I vividly recalled how she’d insisted she harbored no feelings for a hot Dakonian named Kord—Braxx’s brother—but I—and everyone else at work—had suspected she had. Time had proven us right. The two of them had mated, married, bought a house in the suburbs, and had a daughter. They’d even adopted a cat.

However, when I said Braxx meant nothing to me—I meant it. There would be no mating, no marrying, no rancher in the burbs, no pets, no kids.

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