New this week at Evernight Publishing (April 3-7) #Romance #1Click #99cents @EvernightPub

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Another week has flown by, which means many new Evernight Publishing titles for you to enjoy!

Click on each book cover for more information. This week’s releases April 3-7. As always, there is lots of diversity for readers to enjoy!! Be sure to check out the 99 Cent specials link at the post’s end, too!

Remember, all new releases are 25% off if you buy directly from Evernight’s bookstore.

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Her Dangerous Mistake by Erin M. Leaf
leafGenre: Erotic Paranormal Shifter Romance,
May/December, Rubenesque, Suspense
Heat Level: 3
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First Contact by April Zyon
Heroes of Olympus # 1
zyonGenre: Military Menage (MFM) Romance,
May/December, Suspense 

Heat Level: 4
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Coywolf by Gale Stanley
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Genre: Alternative (MM) Paranormal Shifter Romance
Romance on the Go

Heat Level: 3
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Undeniable by Ravenna Tate
Tortured Love # 4

tateGenre: Erotic Dark Romance, Suspense, May/December
Heat Level: 3
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Victory Conditions by Alex D. Opal
Conditional Love # 2

opalGenre: Alternative (MM) Sci-Fi Romance
Heat Level: 3
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Rescued by Love by Jules Dixon
Triple R # 7

julesdGenre: Erotic Contemporary Romance, New Adult
Heat Level: 3
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Bullied by the Boss by Sam Crescent
crescentGenre: Erotic Contemporary Romance, Rubenesque,
May/December
Heat Level: 3
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New this week at Evernight Publishing (March 27-31) #Romance #1Click #99cents @EvernightPub

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Click on each book cover for more information. This week’s releases March 27 – 31. As always, there is lots of diversity for readers to enjoy!! Be sure to check out the 99 Cent specials link at the post’s end, too!

Remember, all new releases are 25% off if you buy directly from Evernight’s bookstore.

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Losing It Two at a Time by Michelle Graham
Losing It # 4
grahamGenre: Contemporary Menage Romance (MFF)
Heat Level: 4
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Wolf Rising by Elizabeth Monvey
Divergent Species # 3
elizabethGenre: Alternative (MM)  Paranormal Romance
Heat Level: 3
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The Dick Defender by James Cox
Sons of Outlaws # 4

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Genre: Alternative (MM) Sci-Fi, MC Romance 
Heat Level: 4
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Love and Other Perils by Ainsley Davidson
davidsonGenre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Heat Level: 2
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The Furnace Man by Kera Faire
Death Isle # 5

keiraGenre: Dark Romance, Contemporary
BDSM Romance
Heat Level: 4
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Betrayal and Deception by Mackenzie Williams
Slade Inc. # 3

williamsGenre: Contemporary BDSM Romance
Heat Level: 3
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Make Me Yours by Sam Crescent
crescentGenre: Contemporary BDSM, Rubenesque, Romance
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Heat Level: 3
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Author Feature ~ Falling Star Valentine new RoTG #MMromance #SciFi from Evernight Publishing and E.D.Parr @parr_books

Fashion photographer Dale Walker takes a train to his hometown, relocating there after nursing a broken heart for six months in another city. His train makes an unscheduled stop to take on a mysterious passenger.
For a long time, Valentine Steel has hoped to meet a man who will love him. When he sees Dale on the train, he’s overjoyed to find a vacant seat beside Dale.
Dale’s immediate attraction to Valentine has him on edge. He doesn’t want another broken heart, and yet Valentine is so magnetic Dale’s frozen heart begins to thaw.
Valentine sets out to charm and capture Dale in his sparkling aura. He can’t let the chance to have Dale’s love slip away. This could be his last chance to stay on Earth the planet he loves.
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Read an excerpt:

A soft sound  of regret that he’d given his heart away so easily escaped Dale and then the sudden slowing of the train grabbed his attention. Thrown a little forward by the rapid decrease in speed, Dale huddled back in his seat. No one sat beside him and the magazine he’d placed on the adjacent seat flew off forcefully as the train ground to a halt.
People stood and gaped out of the windows. Dale peered out at the white expanse sparkling in the morning sun, unaware until then that the train had even traveled into snow-covered country. The hum of concerned questions filled the carriage as people looked around and talked in hushed voices. There’d been no collision, no terrible sound of an accident and Dale, in the fog of his misery, waited quietly for some indication of what was going on.
An announcement floated from the practically invisible speaker at the front of the carriage. A pretty sound chimed and a soothing voice  stated the obvious before giving information.
“Translines Rail has made an unscheduled stop. We apologize for the inconvenience. There is no need for alarm. We will shortly be mobile again when a passenger has boarded. Thank you and enjoy the rest of your journey.”
Dale bent to pick up the magazine that had fallen to the floor of the carriage. He hadn’t even placed a fingertip on the glossy cover when a hand extending from the cuff of a black jacket sleeve took hold of the magazine, and lifted it.
Dale swiftly looked sideways to see who the hand belonged to, and came face-to-face with a gorgeous man. Something about the man made Dale’s heart lurch, which scared him, and because of the scare his heartbeat increased. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, trying to calm this sudden flare of nerves. He gave up on retrieving his reading material and sat up in the plush velveteen train seat waiting for what would happen next.
“Your journal. Is the seat free?” The man’s gentle voice soothed him only a little as he held Dale’s magazine out, and gave an indicative nod toward the vacant seat beside Dale.
“Thank you, and yes the seat is free.” Captured by his outright beauty, Dale tried not to stare at the man. He dropped his gaze to the colorful shot on the cover, and accepted the magazine, holding it on his lap.
The man sat.
Dale struggled not to look at the passenger beside him, whose cologne now filled up his senses with a delicate, fresh, scent, a fragrance capturing the cool breeze crossing the ocean on a summer night, somehow full of promise. The suit the man wore was visibly expensive. Dale knew quality when he saw it even if it was only on a quick look. As a photographer for major fashion magazines, he’d gathered a knowledge and appreciation for clothes.
Dale stared ahead and wondered if this man was the passenger the train had stopped for. He edged a little away from the central armrest dividing the seats—their size was generous and the man wasn’t even close, but Dale could feel his presence as if gripped by a magnetic force. Finally, unable to help it, Dale chanced a sideways glance.
Copyright E.D.Parr 2017 Evernight Publishing
MM romance, gay male erotic romance, contains MM sex
Buy the book
On special launch price at Evernight Publishing
Amazon global link >  http://a-fwd.com/asin-com=B01MV2VKAJ
 
From the author:
The story ‘Falling Star Valentine’ was inspired by shooting stars. We all know shooting stars are falling meteorites, but the romance remains when one streaks across the midnight blue sky. When two, in close succession, zoom over the night vista as you stand on your hotel balcony, it’s a sight to behold. I travel a little with my day job and in the autumn of 2016, I had to travel a lot more than usual. One night when I couldn’t sleep because I was churning worries around, I went out onto the balcony of the hotel room I was staying in and stared up at
the sky. The night sparkled cold and the sky displayed an array of stars
suddenly seeming only meters away a shooting star flew across my line of vision, then another as if it followed the first.
I’m a die-hard romantic and immediately my sweet but sexy character, Valentine Steel, had formed in my head. He’s Falling Star Valentine on his way to visit. Will he find love?

Find E.D.Parr

 

New this week at Evernight Publishing (Feb 6-10) #Romance #1Click #99cents @EvernightPub #Love2017

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Another week has flown by, which means many new Evernight Publishing titles for you to enjoy!

Click on each book cover for more information. This week’s releases February 6 – 10. Lots of diversity for readers to enjoy!! Be sure to check out the 99 Cent specials link at the end of the post, too!

Remember, all new releases are 25% off if you buy directly from Evernight’s bookstore.

 

love2017As well, February is Love Month at Evernight Publishing. Find your Smart and Sexy Romance 15% off at evernightpublishing.com with coupon code: LOVE2017!
Runs until the 19th!! 

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Third Love by Mary Abshire
Heaven Sent # 3
thirdloveGenre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Heat Level: 3
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Bite Harder by Jenika Snow
biteharderGenre: Erotic Paranormal Shifter Menage (MMF)
Heat Level: 4
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Falling Star Valentine by E.D. Parr  valentineGenre: Alternative (MM) Sci-Fi Romance,
Romance on the Go

Heat Level: 3
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Shivers by Fanny Bae
Wyrd # 1

shiversGenre: Alternative (MM) Paranormal Romance
Heat Level: 3
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Just for the Movie by Sam Crescent
movieGenre: Erotic Contemporary Romance
Romance on the Go
Heat Level: 3
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Exclusive Excerpt from It Took a Zombie Apocalypse by Jessica E. Subject @JSubject #SFR #IR #Military

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IT TOOK A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE
by Jessica E. Subject
Release date: January 30, 2017
Genres: Romance, Science Fiction, New Adult, Zombie Apocalypse
Ebook ISBN: 978-1-988428-03-1
Editor: Kate Richards
Cover artist: Fantasia Frog Designs
# of pages: 64 (ebook)
# of words: 18,220

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It started with a kiss.

Then the zombies came. Now, Missy must work with the neighbor her parents hate if she wants to survive. But zombies aren’t the only threat to her life, or her heart.

 

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from IT TOOK A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE by Jessica E. Subject

“Fifty dollars for a kiss.” RJ held the bill and waved it across the counter. “It goes in the jar if I get a kiss from you.”

“I’d do it for five.” She pointed to the paper sign on the jar. “But if you’re willing to donate more, go ahead.”

He walked into the booth and sat on the bench. “You misunderstand me, Missy. I don’t want a peck on the cheek. I want a real kiss, your lips on mine.”

Her cheeks reddened, making her all the more adorable, and she stepped back. “I, um…. It’s not…. I can’t.”

“It’s one kiss.” He waved the money around again, enjoying her discomfort. “The same money you’d make kissing ten old guys w
ith beards, or ten creeps who gawk at your cleavage when you bend over to kiss them.”

The flush on her face disappeared. Maybe he shouldn’t have included that last observation.

“Hey.” He needed her attention back on him. “One kiss, and you never know, you just might like it.”

“Really?” She placed a hand on his knee then waltzed in front of him with a confidence he’d never seen from her before. “You’re that confident of the power of those full brown lips, are you?”

Before he had the chance to think of a response, she snatched the bill from his hand, leaned between his spread legs, and kissed him. He barely had a chance to close his mouth when it was all over.

“Thank you so much for your support.” Missy curtsied then stuck the money into the collection bottle.

RJ gripped the bottom of the bench, trying to process the fact the kiss had already happened. He’d hoped for so much more.

“Another.” He stood and yanked his wallet from his back pocket. “I’ll give you one hundred dollars if I can kiss you.” Yanking the bill from inside the leather fold, he held it out in front of him to prove he was good for it.

“Now, that’s against the rules.”

Her jaw shifted to the side, but when she tilted her head, he hoped she was actually considering his proposition.

RJ hopped off the bench and took a tentative step forward. He’d didn’t want her to automatically say no. “You know I’ve never played by the rules. Why would I start now?”

With a laugh, Missy playfully pushed on his chest. “You’re trouble, RJ. And you’re looking to get me into trouble with you.”

Returning to the stool, he stared into her crystal-blue eyes and smiled. She hadn’t said no. “Just a kiss.” He nodded to a patch of bushes with a bench set amongst them. “No one will see us over there.”

“Is that brown boy bothering you, Missy?”

The twang in the woman’s voice bothered RJ more than her reference to the color of his skin.

“No, Shelley.” Missy turned her back to him. “He was just leaving.”

“Good.” Shelley, another of their classmates, sized up the jar of money. “’Cause we don’t need his cash. We’re doing fine here without it.”

The punch to the gut that used to come with such ignorant comments never came. Some people refused to change, especially in this town. But he’d always believed Missy to be different. Maybe he’d been wrong.

“Are you taking over for me, then?” she asked Shelley.

“Yeah, your dad followed me around for the last fifteen minutes to make sure I was here on time. He was really freaking out about your kissing guys on the cheek.”

RJ walked away. He’d been dismissed. And if Missy’s father was that upset, he was probably waiting with disinfectant or something.

No, there was nothing good about coming back to West Vitula for the summer. His dad still worked the same long hours, so except for the day spent together on the anniversary of his mother’s death, RJ was spending his summer alone.

“Wait!”

He turned with the hope Missy was talking to him for some reason.

And she was, standing right in front of him. She grabbed the money he still held in his hand. “You forgot to put this in the jar.” Without giving him a chance to question her, she jogged back to the booth and shoved it through the glass bottleneck.

Did that mean he was going to get his kiss?

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Missy raced back to RJ, grabbing his hand then pulling him toward the alcove in the bushes he’d pointed out earlier. She only had a couple of minutes before her father would be breathing down her neck again.

No, if she was to have anyone’s breath on her neck, she wanted it to be RJ’s. After he’d finished kissing her. Or maybe during. But, if her parents caught her lip to lip with him, she’d be dead. At least grounded until she left for Cremshaw again. They still believed her to be a good girl, pure until she married. No way would she confess she’d lost her virginity to a guy she didn’t even know. Still didn’t, only the smell of his cologne. And she’d said RJ’s name in the middle of sex with the stranger. That’s when the guy up and left, leaving her in the dorm bathroom to get dressed before someone else walked in.

She’d crushed hard on her neighbor for years but never had the courage to go against her parents’ expectations until she’d left home.

Sitting on the bench, she pulled him down beside her. “This is long overdue.” She fisted the front of his shirt and leaned into him, closing her eyes. His warm, minty breath met her lips before his soft skin. She nearly melted at the contact, unable to pull away.

What started as a gentle, sweet ballet of a kiss quickly turned into a frantic lambada. Missy clung to him, desperate for more. She straddled his lap, pushing against him. Why had she waited so long to act on her feelings for him? She’d had plenty of opportunities to be alone with him. Yet, what her parents thought had always seemed to matter. Not anymore.

When he slid his hands under her shirt, she moaned, anxious to feel them all over her body.

“Get your hands off my daughter!”

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Jessica E. Subject is the author of science fiction romance, mostly alien romances, ranging from sweet to super hot. Sometimes she dabbles in paranormal and contemporary as well, bringing to life a wide variety of characters. In her stories, you could not only meet a sexy alien or two, but also clones and androids. You may be transported to a dystopian world where rebels are fighting to live and love, or to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.

When Jessica is not reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to go to fitness class and walk her Great Pyrenees/Retriever her family adopted from the local animal shelter.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com.

 

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New this week at Evernight Publishing (Jan 9-13) #Ebooks #Romance #1Click @EvernightPub

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Another week has flown by, which means many new Evernight Publishing titles for you to enjoy!

These are the releases for January 9-12. Click on each book cover for more information.

 

Ashamed by Sam Crescent
The Family # 3

samGenre: Contemporary, May/December, Erotic,
Rubenesque
Heat Level: 3
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Rock My World by Lee Piper
A Mondez Novel # 1

rockworldGenre: Erotic, Contemporary, New Adult
Heat Level: 3
Author’s Website

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Payback’s A Bitch by Kacey Hammell  paybacks-aitch-evernightpublishing-dec2016-smallpreviewGenre: Contemporary, Erotic, Romance on the Go
Heat Level: 3
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Second Demon by Mary Abshire
Heaven Sent # 2 abshireGenre: Paranormal, Urban Fantasy,
Contemporary, Suspense, Mainstream
Heat Level: 2
Author’s Website

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No One But Her by Lynn Burke
Risso Family
burkeGenre: Contemporary, BDSM, Multiple Partners,
Romance on the Go, Erotic
Heat Level: 4
Author’s Website

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Rapunzel’s Romp by T. Lee Garland
rapunzelGenre: Contemporary, Rubenesque, Erotic
Naughty Fairy Tales
Heat Level: 3
Author’s Website

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Reckless by Lily Harlem
recklessGenre: Sci-Fi, LGBT, Gay, Menage,
Planet Alpha, Erotic
Heat Level: 4
Author’s Website

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Spotlight ~ Race to Redemption by Shari Elder #GreenRisingSeries #SFR #SciFi @ShariElderBooks @EvernightPub

 

Thank you so much for hosting me. I’m thrilled to be here and have the chance to share my story.  Race to Redemption (Green Rising Book #1) is science fiction romance jam-packed with action, one panty-melting hero, sexy alien races, and a kickass heroine. In the story, a pilot and a doctor race across the desert to prevent a deadly plague while fighting the pull of their own hearts.

 

Quick Facts:

Title of book:                 Race to Redemption  (Green Rising Book 1)

Author:                            Shari Elder

Genre:                             Science Fiction Romance (Futuristic)

Type of story:                  Novel

Cover Artist:                    Jay Aheer

Sexual orientation:         M/F (But a touch of menage sex among secondary characters)


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A woman who lost everything.

Intergalactic storm racing champion Elaina Carteret had it all – fame, wealth, men – until a horrific accident took it away. To get it back, she agrees to pose as Lainie Carter, medical transport pilot and corporate spy. Her risk-taking attitude infuriates Dr. Erik Johansen, who runs the outpost with an iron hand, a permanent scowl and the tightest bod on the planet.

A man desperate for redemption.

Unable to forgive himself for a past tragedy, Erik works himself into an early grave. He has no patience for the insubordinate Lainie Carter, who can’t take an order, disrupts routine and flames his body to ash.

A planet at risk.

When the outpost is attached, they’re thrown together in a race across the desert to stop a deadly biogenetic weapon As a fragile trust blossoms between two damaged hearts, their pasts resurface and threaten their growing bond.

Be warned:  anal sex, bondage, menage sex, gender neutral characters.

 

Buy Links:

Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/race-to-redemption-by-shari-elder/

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Race-Redemption-Green-Rising-Book-ebook/dp/B01MYSULFR

All Romance:  https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-racetoredemption-2179954-146.html

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Excerpt:

Elaina and Fintarl transferred the meds from the craft to the supply hut. This was her last stop today. Her routes varied daily her first month on the job. Someone was either trying to ramp up her knowledge of the terrain and facilities quickly, or prevent her from finding out too much. The collections of mysteries and snippets of information she’d gathered made her head hurt. All she wanted was a bath to wash away the stink of too much desert driving and a nap to give her mind a few minutes to turn off. Fintarl’s toothy scowl warned her that wasn’t on the agenda.

“Boss man. Want.”

She raised an eyebrow at the Ranharran and took a deep breath before heading to Erik’s office. He kept their exchanges to a minimum during her regular drop-offs at this facility. She was getting under his skin, she knew it. A meeting had to mean she pissed him off somehow. Good. It gave her another opportunity to ramp up the heat. Anger was close enough to lust to wedge open a door.

Shoulders pulled back, head high, she barged into his office. She’d always been good at bravado and she liked to keep him off balance. “Hey farm boy, you wanted me?” She flashed him a flippant smile to push the double entendre right into his face, and all she got was a grimace in return.

I’m only getting started, Dr. Johansen.

Settled on the mud blocks that passed for seats, she arced her back to offer up breasts wrapped to perfection in a tight white tank. The perspiration worked in her favor. It molded the top around her so she was as good as naked, maybe better. Her bare legs, firmed by countless hours in the gym, crossed in front to put all that toned flesh on center stage. Take a good long look, boss man.

Days of beard growth and a rumpled shirt signaled erratic hours and insufficient sleep. It seemed to have gotten worse since the last time she’d seen him. Was it only days ago? The world of secrets and hurt he dragged around on his shoulders was devouring him from the inside out. Why he avoided her when he could benefit from the physical release she offered confused her. He didn’t even have to like her to screw her. Still, he stayed away.

Erik pushed his too-long hair off his face with one hand and a package across his desk toward her with the other. The flicker of lust that darkened his eyes when she ran her hand from breast to thigh, he quickly buried. Droplets of sweat glistened along the carved muscle of his forearms. A tattoo—a yellow sphere sitting on a black line encased in a blue circle—peaked out from his shirtsleeve. Like Saskia. How odd.

“One of my better ideas, yes?”

“Ms. Carter.” Stiff formality. “On the job for a month and you’re already messing with the medical packaging? Until you show me a pharmacology degree, don’t do it again.”

“Seriously, Erik? It’s the Ranharran equivalent of string and paper. No harm done to the medicine, and I can increase the load by thirty percent. The more I move the better for everyone.”

“You’re missing the point.” He enunciated each word like it hurt to say. “The meds are volatile. Any shift, no matter how small… Damn it, Lainie, do you have any idea how dangerous this stuff is? You could get someone killed.”

“I’m trying to save lives.” Her eyes closed, she swallowed hard, trying to keep her frustration from spilling out. A raised voice wouldn’t get her very far. She already tried that. “I don’t get you, Erik. This compound is thirty miles from the Karas border. Your medical supply closet’s always running on empty, the transportation infrastructure on this planet is deteriorating and rumors that the Den Vedran Corporations are arming the Ranharran mercenaries are escalating. With unpredictable storms that can close transit corridors at any time, I’d think you’d welcome ways to move more medicine.”

His faced blanched at one point through her tirade, but was now back to its normal grim. “Not. The. Point. I won’t have my orders questioned by anyone. Without some discipline, I can’t ensure the safety of everyone under my protection. I’ll make it easy. Don’t tamper with my meds, or I’ll get a different pilot.” His lips thinned so tight they trembled. She wanted to kiss them calm after she beat him with a stick.

“You don’t want to get rid of me. Whose face would you use for target practice?” Her voice lowered, forcing him to lean closer. “And whose body would you think about when you jack off in those late hours when you’re crawling for relief?” She was guessing, but the way he struggled to suppress those flashes of longing when she got close to him convinced her she was on the mark.

“You’re trying to annoy me. Okay, it worked. No tampering, no arguments. Meeting over.” He ran his hands through his hair and pulled at the roots. His eyes looked haunted and decades older than his thirty-six years.

This was not about packaging or her rule-breaking proclivities. Whatever he kept sealed down tight was driving him to an early grave. Without thinking, she leaned over the desk and traced a finger along a blond eyebrow. He recoiled like he always did when she touched him.

“Yes, I do it to piss you off. You’re wound up so tight, farm boy, you’re going to snap.” Her finger slid down his cheek to his chin. “Let me in, Erik. I could help you reduce all that tension, but you stay so far away. So I poke.”

She pressed her breast against his arm to make her offer clear. “No commitment required. Just two people trying to get through the long, lonely nights.”

He pulled back. “I said we’re done here.”

She swallowed her anger and flipped him a bow. “Your highness. I’ll visit Sen and Qirta before I head back to Mendasa.”

“No miskberries.”

Sen’s favorite treat were hidden in a secret pocket in her bag. What Erik didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

 

About Shari Elderelder

Hello, I’m Shari. By day, I crawl out of bed, mainline coffee, walk the dog, get my kid off to school, hop on the metro, and save cities within the four walls of my office. Usually by email.

At night, the other Shari emerges.  I take off the suit, curl up on the couch and let my imagination play, with words and images until stories take shape (while periodically checking on my teen-ager, hiding out in the bedroom and plotting world domination).  As my alter ego, I save cities in a cape and spangled tights, wander space and time on a surfboard, fly over the Himalayas on feathered wings, make six-toed footprints in indigo talc snow on the sixth planet in the Andromeda galaxy or eavesdrop on Olympian gods while pretending to whip up a bowl of ambrosia.

In all these wondrous worlds, romance and passion blossom. I can’t resist a happy ending. And I am particularly prone to writing happy endings for those who have given up on ever getting one. That gives me immense satisfaction.

Join me on my journey. The best ideas emerge from team work.

Find Shari

Facebook:        https://www.facebook.com/Shari-Elder-Stories

Twitter:    @ShariElderBooks

Web/Blog:        www.sharielder.com

Pinterest:          https://www.pinterest.com/ShariElderBooks/