#SFRMonday: No one on Siren is safe ~ OURS TO SAVE by @ShonaHusk #scifirom

#SFRMonday

Please welcome multi-published author Shona Husk with her sci-fi romance story, Ours To Save.

Ours To Save by Shona Hust

OURS TO SAVE

ES SIREN 9

by Shona Husk

Some secrets are worth killing to protect…

Micah Stone sees Solitaire as a fresh start. With twenty years’ experience in the agriculture industry, he hopes the colony won’t make the same mistakes that were made on Earth.

To most people, Micah looks like a member of the well educated elite, but he’s really a Gaia activist. Not only did he lie about his daughter’s age to get her on board, but his partner is one of the most dangerous women on Siren.

Felicity Valez was once an Army explosives expert, and she was also a member of the radical Gaia Movement. After being sentenced to life for sedition, she wound up on Siren. To protect her partner and daughter while they’re on board, she needs to make sure that no one links the family together.

But her liaisons with Micah have been noted. And when her daughter’s life is threatened Felicity will do the one thing she promised Micah she’d never do again: rig an explosive that will kill.

No one on Siren is safe.

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Felicity looked up at the knock on her cell door. It wasn’t exercise or meal time, and it was too early for Micah … besides, he’d only visited two days ago. The knock was more warning than request. The door swung open before she could say anything.

Two male guards stood in the corridor. Beyond them she could hear the voices of the other women. Time out of the cells had been reduced after the riots. This must be their couple of hours of free time. Time she no longer got, even though she’d never joined in with the rioters.

She put her notes about the rivers and underground waterways on Solitaire aside. Awareness prickled down her arms, making the dark hairs spike, but her stare was cold and dead, as though there was nothing but hate inside.

“She’s all yours,” the guard said to the other man. A sergeant. A wiry fellow with shifty eyes and a rather nervous disposition.

Something was off. The sergeant held what looked like a medic’s emergency bag. Her gaze danced to the patches on his uniform. They were correct. The ominous feeling didn’t fade.

“What’s he here for?” She jerked her chin in the medic’s direction.

“Some medical follow-up.” The guard muttered something else, and both men laughed.

She fought to keep her hands unclenched, to appear unthreatened. Smart guards knew that Mr. Stone wouldn’t be happy if someone messed with his piece of tail. She had no idea how Micah had put that word around, but it had worked for the last eleven months. She was hoping that wasn’t about to be tested.

“Won’t take long.” The medic stepped into her cell.

She released a slow breath when the door remained open—not that it meant much, but perhaps she was being overly paranoid.

The medic placed the bag on the small table where she’d been working. “Need yer ‘elp, Felicity.”

Her gaze snapped up. Only Micah called her that.

He placed a hand on her shoulder. “Nadia Kajewski sends ‘er regards. Apologizes for not being ‘ere in person.”

Felicity hadn’t heard that name in ten years. She kept her breathing even and her face fixed to mild distain. Nadia had been part of Gaia when Felicity had been arrested. She’d been smart, and planned many of the more practical jobs. With her engineering background she’d known exactly where the explosives needed to be placed. But Nadia had never gotten her hands dirty, always letting someone else be on the ground.

Nadia was here. How many other Gaia members were on board? She knew there were some. At first they had tried to befriend her, but she’d made it clear that she wasn’t interested. That had been Micah’s idea. They had to distance themselves from Gaia. While in her heart she still believed Gaia was right, Micah had a point. Gaia wasn’t needed on the new world. As long as the elites didn’t try to fuck everyone over again.

“What does she want?” It wasn’t as though Felicity was in a position to refuse. This man had all the weapons a guard should, right down to the electro-whip. Her gaze lingered. If she stole it …

And then what? Where exactly was she going to run to?

There was nowhere to go. She had to serve out her sentence, and pray to whatever gods lived out here that Micah had the pull to get her close to him and Sadie. It would kill her to be in the same small town but to never able to see them. She wanted her lover and her child back.

“Your ‘elp, same as old times.” He opened the bag. The grip on her shoulder tightened. “You scream or say one word and your pretty little daughter gets all kinds of bad things coming her way.” His grip eased. Then he stroked her cheek. “You’re a bit past it, sweetheart.”

 

About the Author

Contemporary, Paranormal, Fantasy, and Sci-Fi Romance Author Shona HuskShona Husk lives in Western Australia at the edge of the Indian Ocean. Blessed with a lively imagination she spent most of her childhood making up stories. As an adult she discovered romance novels and hasn’t looked back.

With over forty published stories, ranging from sensual to scorching, she writes contemporary, paranormal, fantasy and sci-fi romance.

You can find out more at www.shonahusk.com 

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“Wait until I’m inside you” #MySexySaturday from MADE FOR HER #eroticromance #scifirom

My Sexy Saturday

Hi peeps! It’s the 103rd week of My Sexy Saturday. Here are the details: every Saturday, published and unpublished authors will be sharing 7 words, sentences, or paragraphs from a work-in-progress or an already published story.

Today’s theme is…

A VERY SEXY TIME

Here’s seven from MADE FOR HER, an erotic sci-fi romance about clones and one of my favorite stories.

The military, clones, forbidden love & secrets that could destroy everything. Made For Her by Jessica E. Subject

Set-up: Mikayla is attracted to Dare, especially since he reminds her of her late husband. But, she is his superior officer, and a clone. On this evening, they have left the flight simulator and Mikayla invites him back to her house. As much as she tries, she cannot deny her desire to be with him.

“Oh God, you’re amazing.”

He grinned. “Wait until I’m fucking you, Colonel Jones.”

Her pussy tightened around his fingers as her moans grew louder.

With each response, he figured out what brought her the most pleasure.

“Dare!”

The walls around his fingers pulsed as her liquid heat drenched them. Removing his digits, he leaned down to taste her. Lapping up her succulent juices, he positioned her legs over his shoulders. He sucked her pink flesh as she squirmed and squealed.

He could savor her for hours. As he plunged his tongue deep inside her, she raised her hips off the couch.

~ About Made For Her ~

After terrorists murder the love of her life, Colonel Mikayla Jones trains squadron after squadron of the clones he brought to life, to take to the skies. When she discovers a young clone of her husband in her newest class, her world spins out of control. How can she command the look-a-like when she can’t help but yearn for him to fill an ache in her heart?

Dare was created to be the best. As the first Daniel clone to leave Onatria labs, he needs to prove he is more than just a DNA copy. To do that, he must rely on the wife of the man who donated his genes. But when she refuses to train him, Dare faces discharge and returning to the labs. Can he convince Colonel Jones to finish his training and find a way into her bed? Or will long kept secrets unhinge the entire clone project?

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#TopTen Reasons to LOVE the Wiccan Haus series by @DominiEastwick #WiccanHaus #PNR #shifter

Top Ten Reasons to love the Wiccan Haus Series

10. Great stories by great authors.  With thirteen books and counting by 8 authors and counting you are sure to get a large array of stories as diverse as the authors who right them. Yet all will have the same setting with returning characters.

9. Security: Every one of the security team is large and enough to bring a gal to her knees.

8. Trixie: Deep breathing and yoga is the perfect way to relax.

7. Serena: What island would not be complete with a resident mermaid?

6. Myron: She might not ever be able to find her name tag but this woman is never without her cards and what those cards can tell her keeps the Wiccan Haus running. Besides she is the only one brave enough to tease Rekkus.

5. Sarka Rowan: One of the Dark Ones she isn’t to be crossed but when she cares she will give her life for that person.

4. Cemil Rowan: One of the Light Ones he knows what you are feeling before you do, his empathy rivals his kind heart.

3. Sage Rowan: The Light sister. She works the dirt and its blessing with a thumb so green it brings beauty to the world. She is as kind as she is blessed. With herbs she can cure what ails you.

2. Cyrus Rowan: The Dark brother, the things he has seen has made him target number one for an rogue assassin on the planet. His retrocog abilities have cost him and his family dearly. The island and his best friend Rekkus are the only things keeping him on the side of the good.

1. Rekkus: The head of security and the last of the Black Tiger streak.  He is sexy, strong and takes the safety of the Rowans very seriously. And when he finds his mate it will rock her world. Rekkus might not be an official Rowan but blood isn’t the only kind of family.

 

Shifting Hearts by Dominique EastwickSHIFTING HEARTS

Book 1 in the Wiccan Haus Series

By Dominique Eastwick

Decadent Publishing

Heat Level 4

ISBN: 978-1-61333-841-4

ASIN: B011T3M5OA

 

The last of his kind…

Rekkus is the last of the great Black Tiger weres, and he’s happy to stay that way. Working as head of security for the Wiccan Haus, a magical spa for inner healing, he has enough danger to keep him busy. Unfortunately, the Fates are not content with him being comfortable.

Alone and discouraged…

Dana has walked away from everything—her fiancé, family, job, and apartment. A stay at the Wiccan Haus may be the only way she can move on. But what she finds isn’t what she expects, nor is it what she thought she’d been seeking.

If they can open themselves up they might discover that being together can be better than being alone and learn that passion can burn in those who least expect it.

Meet the unusual residents of the Wiccan Haus.

The staff can get a little hairy, and not all of the guests eat what’s served in the dining hall. But the Rowan siblings do what they can to make the resort a place of healing and peace, using all of their years of practice. At the Haus, where humans and paranormals reside side by side, everyone in need of the services are welcome. If some happens to fall in love then all the better.

Welcome to the Wiccan Haus.

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“It’s not safe for you here with me. I left you alone last night, but, if you stay, I’m not sure I can honor a request to stop a second time.”

“I felt it, too,” she blurted, unable to keep it to herself any longer.

Rekkus moved so fast, she never saw him actually take a step. Strong, wet arms wrapped around her, and her breasts pressed against his chest. His eyes searched hers. He must have seen what he searched for because his lips were on hers with feverous desire before she formed another thought, demanding she open for him. And no part of her considered denying him anything. Butterflies churned in her stomach until she shook. In all the years with Frank, and it had been a great many, she’d never felt this, like fire threatened to engulf her.

Dana wound her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his damp hair and deepening the kiss. His moan allowed her to gather the nerve and strength to urge him forward. He forced her past her comfort zone into accepting the sexy seductress screaming to be let out. She knew what he most desired because she wanted it too. Wanted him, all of him, every naked inch, right there, next to the lake, not even a ten-minute walk from the Haus. Anyone might stumble across them, and she didn’t care. It almost added to the allure of having him. What she needed it to be.

 

Wiccan Haus Order of Books  

Shifting Hearts by Dominique Eastwick 
A Man Worth Fighting For by Sara Daniel
An Apple Away by Kate Richards 
Siren’s Serenade by Dominique Eastwick 
Psychic Lies by Sara Daniel 
Shifter’s Dance By Vanessa North 
Unveil my Heart by Nya Rayne
Shifter’s Song By Vanessa North
Finding Her A-Muse-ment by Rebecca Royce 
Guarding His Heart by Carolyn Spear 
Lifebound by Leigh Daley 
The 13th Guest by Rebecca Royce 
A Bride Worth Fighting For by Sara Daniel  

Coming Soon

Healing his Soul’s Mate by Dominique Eastwick 
Sorcerer’s Legacy by Carolyn Spear 

 

About the Author

Award winning author Dominique Eastwick currently calls North Carolina home with her husband, two children, one crazy lab, and one lazy cat. Dominique spent much of her early life moving from state to state as a Navy Brat. Because of that traveling is one of her favorite pastimes. When she’s not writing, you can find Dominique with her second love…her camera.

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Read an Extended Excerpt from GEMINI by Catherine Peace & enter to WIN Amazon GC! @lexcade

Hi everyone! Jessica was nice enough to let me take over her blog for a day. I have a science fiction romance of my own out in the world—one that I am incredibly excited about—and wanted to share an exclusive excerpt with you!

Plus, one lucky commenter will also win a $5 Amazon gift card! :)

Gemini by Catherine Peace

About Gemini:

Being one of the Embassy’s glorified treasure-seekers has its perks… 
Komandan Uriah Jacobs recovers ancient artifacts in exchange for more than just decent pay; he also receives guaranteed protection from his former owners, the nyx…until an emergency landing on a too-familiar colony brings him face-to-face with his past life and something more—a surprisingly priceless treasure in the form of a human woman.

A slave to the nyx since childhood… 
Shadi spends her waking hours in the forge, dreaming of rescuing her brother with the help of a man she once worshipped like a father. A crashed ship on the colony becomes her only hope to escape. But before she can steal the ship, the pilot abducts her. They may be the same species, but will he help her find her Shilah?

Their attraction is undeniable… 
Fighting it seems inconsequential as they evade the nyx’s bounty hunter and uncover a conspiracy that shines unwanted light on Shadi’s past and reveals the corruption in Uri’s beloved Embassy, placing their fledgling love in danger.

As the universe systematically falls apart, will Shadi and Uri’s newfound passion be enough to keep them alive?

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She stepped out of his touch, regardless of how much she enjoyed it. All of this was too overwhelming, too much at once. “Why did you take me?” she asked.

A steely mask settled over his face, and the hard glint in his eyes unsettled her. “I’ll tell you over dinner.” He paused. “Which will be here any moment.”

Sure enough, a ding came from the front. Admittedly, she couldn’t wait to try actual human food. At this point, the gloop had to be the only thing keeping her going; she’d given up on the hard biscuits years ago.

Uri disappeared and reappeared just as quickly with two containers and bottles of clear liquid. Not gloop. “Chicken noodle,” he said with a sheepish grin. “Does the body and soul good.”

Whatever that meant.

They found a secluded spot with a small table and sat down. “You owe me a story,” she said.

“I do, indeed.” He opened the lid on one of the containers. “Here.”

The soup smelled like salt. She looked at the bits and pieces floating around in the…stuff.

“Try it,” he urged.

She watched him use a small scoop-like utensil to dip into the container and tried to mimic him. For her troubles, she got a bit of liquid and a green thing. Then she took a small sip and her eyes widened at the taste. So much better than rocks.

“What do you think?”

“It’s good.” Not a strong enough word, but the right one escaped her. Or maybe she didn’t know it yet.

He smiled, and she marveled at how bright it was, how perfect his teeth and…well…him. Suddenly, the gray hair seemed out of place.

Mouth full of soup, she nodded. The green things were delicious.

“When I was fourteen, raiders attacked my colony, searching for a mineral deposit rumored to be hidden in our mountains. Once they discovered we had no such mineral deposit, they chose to take what we had an abundance of—humans, which may have been just as profitable, if not more so. A long and bloody standoff ensued, and enough people died to orphan most of the children. These raiders turned out to be human, too.”

A lump formed in her throat. Suddenly without an appetite, she pushed the bowl to the center of the table and waited for him to either confirm or dispel her fears.

The wait seemed endless while her companion mulled over his words. Indecision dulled his eyes. “Tell me it wasn’t him,” she whispered, unable to bear the silence.

He snapped out of his memory. “I can’t. One of our own suggested selling humans, and Ezra Welles agreed. They turned to the slave trade that day. I hoped they’d find the egregiousness of selling their own kind intolerable, but,” he said with a weary sigh, “I see they haven’t.”

“Ezra wanted to stop,” she blurted. “I know he did.” She wiped tears from her cheeks. “He cried for me and Shilah. He loved us. Swore he’d come back.”

“Even so, he proved he loved money more.”

Enough. Shadi pushed back from the table, unapologetic when a bottle spilled. “You didn’t know him.” Then she stood and headed for the door. Maybe it’d be best if he left her behind after all.

His conscience pushed him to pursue her. Danger lurked in every part of Dalara, and anyone who found her wandering the streets may do worse than tell her the truth about a man she adored.

In a flash, he caught up with her. He placed a hand on her shoulder, and she stopped but didn’t turn around. “I shouldn’t have—”

She whirled around, fire lighting her eyes. Another heartbeat had her raising her fist. In one fluid movement, he pinned her wrists to her sides and pushed her against the wall. And he decided that, yes, even broken, she was beautiful.

“I hate you,” she whispered.

“I don’t blame you.” Whatever he’d gotten himself into, he needed to get himself out—quick—but this girl had already pulled him into her orbit. “Listen to me, Shadi, carefully.” She struggled; he answered by pressing his body flush to hers and she stilled. Mouth next to her ear, he said, “People here will try to hurt you. Hate me all you like, but stay with me until you’re safe.”

 

About the Author

Catherine Peace has been telling stories for as long as she could remember. She often blames two things for her forays into speculative fiction—Syfy (when it was SciFi) channel Sundays with her dad and The Island of Dr. Moreau by HG Wells. She graduated in 2008 from Northern Kentucky University with a degree in English and is still chasing the dream of being super rich and famous, mostly so she can sit around in her PJs all day and write stories. When not being a slave to the people in her head, she’s a slave to two adorable dogs.

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