a cage.
He'll keep her safe. Even if it's from himself.
Craved: Star Breed Book Five
Compassion. Kindness. Caring.
Not really part of my skill set. But for her, I might have to learn.
Geir
I run advance reconnaissance, collecting intel the Pack needs to execute our operations.
In and out, hard and fast.
And I don't need help.
So when a gorgeous woman saves my life, I'm knocked more than a bit off my game.
That's all it is.
Not the shy smile I hunger to coax from her lips, not the sweet body she keeps hidden. Not the mysteries that haunt her eyes.
And certainly not the bewitching scent that stirs me in ways no mission ever has.
I crave her like nothing I've found before.
Even if she might be the enemy, I'll make her mine.
Valrea
He can't save me.
The secrets of the Compound are too tangled. The nightmares in my blood can never be erased.
But his touch sends me reeling, thirsting for what I can't have.
What harm could one night do?
Snared: Star Breed Book Six
When the only woman Xander cared for was ripped from his arms, nothing else mattered.
Now she’s back. Fragile and brave, beautiful and brilliant. Someone to protect, someone to fight for.
Except she doesn’t remember him at all.
Her curves and captivating scent drive him mad, demanding he cares for her, possess her.
He'll keep his mate safe, even if the Empire burns to ash around them.
Loree Sarratt is tired of everyone treating her like an invalid. Her hacking skills could save the Empire - if she's not arrested first.
First puzzle to solve? An overprotective pillar of muscle who turns her legs to jelly when he’s in the same room.
She can’t lose focus. But the heat of his gaze sends her pulse racing. His touch steals her breath. Everything tempts her to surrender…
And forget the danger she's in.
Given: Star Breed Book One Preview
Kara
It was all Juda’s fault.
I kicked him out of my bed three weeks ago for cheating on me, but apparently, he wasn’t done screwing me over.
I crouched low on the roof of the abandoned gambling den across the street from Sary’s “general store” and cursed the limp-dicked bastard all over again.
There wasn’t a lot of traffic at this time of day. Not that that meant much in Ghelfi; the thieves’ city never truly slept. There was no point in waiting for night, like in the old vids Mom used to watch over and over. Like all sealed cities on the surface of Neurea, lighting in Ghelfi varied throughout the day’s cycle, but never to a true night.
I saw real night, once. I stowed away on the back of a surface crawler that was heading to Lashell. I don’t know why, somehow I’d thought it would be better if I got out of Ghelfi, started over somewhere else.
The velvet sky, studded with stars, shone clean and cold. Perfect. Not like the barely organized chaos of the cities.
But halfway there, the crawler broke down, had to be towed back. I realized then that there was no way out. Not for me.
In the old vids, everything always turned out alright, something swooped in at the last minute to save the day.
That’s how you knew they were only lies.
So here I was, half-hidden among old wires and debris that had been kicked up to the top of the store years ago, long forgotten. Watching time slip away on the chrono, crossing my fingers to old gods I didn’t believe in.
“What’cha doing?”
I jumped, furious with myself.
Bani crouched next to me. His dark brown hair hung down in his face, but I could still see the twinkle in his eye. Snuck up on me and was proud of it, little bastard.
I socked him gently in the arm, just enough to let him know I cared.
“Everybody’s looking for you, Kara,” he said under his breath. He didn’t look at me but instead kept his eyes scanning across the street, trying to see what I was interested in. Smart kid.
I ran my hand through my own tangle of hair. It was past time to cut it, but things had been a little busy lately.
“How mad is Xavis?” I really didn’t want to know the answer.
Bani shrugged one bony shoulder. “He’s playing it down a little bit, but I think he’s pretty steamed. If you, of all people, don’t show up by the end of the tithe, he’s gonna lose a lot of face.”
A light crackled, the burnt smell of frying wires wafted by. But I wasn’t paying attention to the noise or to the stink of ozone