Tag Archives: scifi

Interrupted by a cute, little tibbar. #WeWriWa from GIB AND THE TIBBAR #GalacticDefenders #scifi #romance #scifirom

Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warriors post!

Thank you to everyone who commented last week on my snippet from GIB AND THE TIBBAR. It was originally published as part of the Pets in Space 2 anthology, but is now available on its own. I’m going to stick with this story for the rest of this month.

Set-up: In the last snippet from this story, Gib came to the aid of his fellow intoxicated Defender. I’m skipping ahead to later that evening when Gib has some free time and is spending it with Vilarra. Unfortunately, they are interrupted. Enjoy… (edited to fit)


When the back of her knees hit the bed, a high-pitch squeak filled her hut and she froze. Elynyn must have spent the entire day sleeping on her bed, and now she would be up all night and likely ruin any chance she had with Gib. If he didn’t flee right away, he’d leave in annoyance.

Yet, he didn’t even flinch at the sight of her white tibbar sitting up on her hind legs, squeaking away. Instead, he reached around Vilarra with his palms up, letting Elynyn sniff him.

With caution, her tibbar hopped forward until her always-twitching nose met the tip of his finger. And then she did something Vilarra never expected. She hopped onto Gib’s hand and rolled over for him to rub her belly. And he did, eliciting frantic purrs from the little fuzz ball. Elynyn had never done that for anyone but her.

Interrupted by a cute, little tibbar. #WeWriWa from GIB AND THE TIBBAR #scifirom #romance #GalacticDefenders Click To Tweet

About GIB AND THE TIBBAR:
A Novella in the Galactic Defenders Series

A dedicated Defender to the core, Gib is willing to go to any planet the Galactic Alliance sends him. That is, until he’s sent with his squad to Hemera for their Alorama ceremony, far from any threat of Erebus invasion and with no chance for promotion.

Vilarra has lived on Hemera all her life, working hard in the kitchens of the royal palace until she achieved lead hand. But learning of the universe beyond her world reveals her insignificance and shreds her sense of accomplishment and purpose.

With the help of a furry, little tibbar, Gib is determined to win the affection of Vilarra, prove to her how significant she is to him and the people who depend on her. But will his personal mission be cut short before he has the chance to win her heart?

Available from:

Buy from Amazon / Kindle    

AMAZON US | UK | CanadaGermany | Australia | Japan


Weekend Writing Warriors is a Sunday short-snippet blog hop in which authors share short excerpts from their books (published or unpublished). There’s a variety of genres–something for everyone! To visit the participating authors, click on the logo:

Weekend Writing Warriors 2

“Failure is not an option.” Enjoy TWO excerpts from DESTINATION: TITAN by @Liza0Connor #scifi #newrelease

Prologue

Wearing a simple flowing robe, the old man stared out from his wrought-iron balcony to the quaint buildings below. “Is everything in place?”

“Yes, Your Holiness,” replied an eager young man in far more splendid robes.

“Failure is not an option.”

“We will not fail.  We have planned for every circumstance. Project Einstein will not succeed.”

“But it will not come back to us?”

“No, Your Eminence. No one will blame us for their demise.”

“How many back-up plans?”

“Seven.”

“Not enough.” His ancient hand quivered as it rested upon the metalwork. “Fifteen. I want fifteen plans, each certain to succeed without the blame reaching my feet.”

“I will see it done.”

The old man turned and studied his devotee. “You have doubts, Thomas?”

“It is not my place to doubt God’s work.”

“Earth is about to fall into an ice-age of such duration and frigid temperatures that nothing is expected to survive. So you wonder why God would wish to destroy one of our chances to continue mankind on a different planet.”

The man fell to his knees and pressed his forehead to the floor. “Forgive me, Your Holiness.”

The old man walked around the prostrate body and returned to his red velvet chair with authentic gemstones cresting each upholstery tack. He sat with a heavy sigh. “It is better for the human race to die in its entirety than to survive without God.” He stared up to the arching ceiling painted with clouds and angels. “The time has come to choose eternal Heaven or Hell.”

The young man’s head rose. “Yes!” His face filled with joy and wonderment. “I understand now.”

The old man’s head wobbled, perhaps in a nod. “Then go, and see God’s will is done. Only Project Chosen can succeed. Project Einstein must be destroyed, at all costs.”

DESTINATION: TITAL

SUBTITLE

by Liza O’Connor

With Earth destined for a new ice-age, seven scientists and twenty-two brilliant teenagers are gathered in a compound deep within a mountain. There they struggle to come together as a group and complete the projects needed for their survival in the inhospitable environment of Titan, one of Saturn’s moons. However, certain factions on Earth have no intention of letting Project Einstein succeed. Keeping the group alive and productive is the hardest task Colonel Lancaster and his soldiers have ever had, but they are determined to succeed no matter how well the saboteurs have planned. The continuation of the human race depends upon it.

blog available from 2016

AMAZON

All Liza O’Connor titles are available free
if you are signed up for Kindle Unlimited.

blog excerpt 2016

A soldier entered the room. His expression was severe, and his hand rested on his gun. Tamara feared they had suddenly realized the color orange was a stupid differentiator.

He walked to the table and lifted the paper. Upon seeing her signature, he introduced himself as Colonel Lancaster. “Did you read it thoroughly?”

She nodded.

“Then you understand that I outrank you and you will do everything I say?”

He didn’t look much older than her. “How old are you?”

“That isn’t relevant to my question.”

Max interceded. “Colonel Lancaster’s age is irrelevant, Tam. Only his rank is of importance. He is the senior ranking officer at the facility, and thus is our commanding officer.”

Tam smiled at the thought of how painful those words must be for Max to say, although to his credit, he said them with great sincerity.

“Do you find something amusing?” Lancaster challenged her.

She stared at the young man. Despite his severe look and shaven head, he was not entirely unattractive. In a “penal code” way, he might be considered good looking. She tilted her head to one side. “I was just wondering what you were so hell-bent to command me to do.”

Lancaster frowned. “If the two of you will follow me. The others are waiting in the containment room.”

They entered a small lecture room with a platform at one end. Chairs filled the remainder of the room, and twelve loud, unruly teenagers occupied the back. In the far corner, behind the podium, stood a cluster of adults. They all stopped talking and stared at Max and Lancaster when they entered. Tam was pretty much ignored.

Lancaster ordered them all to take a seat as he walked to the podium. Max pointed Tam to a chair while he remained standing beside Lancaster. Lancaster reinforced their understanding of the contract they’d just signed. He emphasized the need for immediate and total obedience when he or his men gave them an order.

One of the teenage girls raised her hand, and Lancaster gave her a nod.

“Will any of your orders be for sex? Because you’re damn hot.”

The teenagers burst into laughter and hoots.

“Interrupt me again, and your mouth will be duct-taped for the remainder of the day. But as to your question: Neither my soldiers nor I will be ordering anyone to provide sexual favors of any kind. That being said, sex among the students will not be prohibited once you have received your medical clearance. Dr. Culp and Dr. Willows will provide each of you with an extensive health exam. You will cooperate fully,” he warned, and gave the kids and Tamara a warning glance before continuing.

 

blog about the author 2016

Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.

FOR MORE INFORMATION ABOUT LIZA O’CONNOR,

Investigate these sites:

Liza’s Multiverse Blog

Liza’s Blog and Website   Facebook   Twitter

All the Many Books Liza has written

A disgrace to all Defenders. #WeWriWa from GIB AND THE TIBBAR #GalacticDefenders #scifi #romance #scifirom

Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warriors post!

Thank you to everyone who commented last week on my snippet from GIB AND THE TIBBAR. It was originally published as part of the Pets in Space 2 anthology, but is now available on its own. I’m going to stick with this story for the rest of this month.

Set-up: In the last snippet from this story, Gib came out of a wormhole after Vilarra called him to help his intoxicated friend. Now, Vilarra is handing him the bucket of cold water and cloth that he asked for. Enjoy… (creative punctuation used to make it fit)


“Thank you.” Gib took the items from her then turned to his friend. Supporting the bucket with both hands, he dumped all the water over the Defender’s head then tossed the cloth at him. “Clean yourself up; you’re a disgrace to all Defenders.”

“C’mon, Gib.” Zair wiped some water from his face. “I was drinkin’ wif the king. Was i-vi-tid.”

“And you failed to show up for your shift, leaving me all by myself. No one else could fill in because they were all intoxicated, too.”

A disgrace to all Defenders. #WeWriWa from GIB AND THE TIBBAR #scifirom #romance #GalacticDefenders Click To Tweet

About GIB AND THE TIBBAR:
A Novella in the Galactic Defenders Series

A dedicated Defender to the core, Gib is willing to go to any planet the Galactic Alliance sends him. That is, until he’s sent with his squad to Hemera for their Alorama ceremony, far from any threat of Erebus invasion and with no chance for promotion.

Vilarra has lived on Hemera all her life, working hard in the kitchens of the royal palace until she achieved lead hand. But learning of the universe beyond her world reveals her insignificance and shreds her sense of accomplishment and purpose.

With the help of a furry, little tibbar, Gib is determined to win the affection of Vilarra, prove to her how significant she is to him and the people who depend on her. But will his personal mission be cut short before he has the chance to win her heart?

Available from:

Buy from Amazon / Kindle    

AMAZON US | UK | CanadaGermany | Australia | Japan


Weekend Writing Warriors is a Sunday short-snippet blog hop in which authors share short excerpts from their books (published or unpublished). There’s a variety of genres–something for everyone! To visit the participating authors, click on the logo:

Weekend Writing Warriors 2

Just a small wormhole. #WeWriWa from GIB AND THE TIBBAR #GalacticDefenders #scifi #romance #scifirom

Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warriors post!

Thank you to everyone who commented last week on my snippet from ALWAYS HER WINGMAN! I’m switching this week to GIB AND THE TIBBAR. It was originally published as part of the Pets in Space 2 anthology, but is now available on its own.

Set-up: In the last snippet I shared from this story, Gib’s friend was hungover, and asked Vilarra to contact Gib for him. Here’s where Gib arrives in an interesting way. Enjoy…


Vilarra gasped at an anomalous sight. A bright green circle the size of a basket appeared in the air near the sick Defender then began to expand. When it grew to the size of one of the tables in the banquet hall, a figure surged through. Her heart thudded as though it would burst right out of her chest. When she realized the person who’d come through was Gib, she released a heavy sigh. “Thank the cosmos! I wasn’t sure what that was.”

He shrugged. “Just a small wormhole. I didn’t want Zair to take up any more of your precious time, and this was the fastest way to get here.”

Just a small wormhole. #WeWriWa from GIB AND THE TIBBAR #scifirom #romance #GalacticDefenders Click To Tweet

About GIB AND THE TIBBAR:
A Novella in the Galactic Defenders Series

A dedicated Defender to the core, Gib is willing to go to any planet the Galactic Alliance sends him. That is, until he’s sent with his squad to Hemera for their Alorama ceremony, far from any threat of Erebus invasion and with no chance for promotion.

Vilarra has lived on Hemera all her life, working hard in the kitchens of the royal palace until she achieved lead hand. But learning of the universe beyond her world reveals her insignificance and shreds her sense of accomplishment and purpose.

With the help of a furry, little tibbar, Gib is determined to win the affection of Vilarra, prove to her how significant she is to him and the people who depend on her. But will his personal mission be cut short before he has the chance to win her heart?

Available from:

Buy from Amazon / Kindle    

AMAZON US | UK | CanadaGermany | Australia | Japan


Weekend Writing Warriors is a Sunday short-snippet blog hop in which authors share short excerpts from their books (published or unpublished). There’s a variety of genres–something for everyone! To visit the participating authors, click on the logo:

Weekend Writing Warriors 2