Genre - Sci-Fi Romance
BlurbThree hearts. Two worlds. No limits.
Tyran Varosa and Braxon Torr are on a mission. Find an inhabitable planet. Start
a new colony. Escape the archaic rules and traditions of the Vardarian
homeworld. They never expected to find their mate along the way, and they
never imagined she’d be a diminutive human female with pink hair and a
Phaedra Kari has been called a lot of things in her life: trouble, cyber-jockey,
lunatic, hacker, but never someone’s mate - not until an alien prince and his best
friend arrive at the Drift. She’s got plans of her own, and they don’t include
mating anyone, not even a pair of gorgeous aliens whose every touch tempts her
to say yes.
When corporate backstabbing progresses to real-life murder, these three will
need to come together to ensure the survival of their plans, their friends, and
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ExcerptThe crowd suddenly hushed and she stopped talking to focus on the scene unfolding
in front of her. The door to the newly arrived ship had opened, and a hot as hell male
walked through it. At first glance, he appeared almost human, with short, black hair and
a neatly trimmed beard. His skin was a shimmering silver, though, and he was taller
than most of the humans and Pheran present. Another male followed after the first, and
she had to bite her lip not to sigh in appreciation. The second male was a little taller and
broader than the first, and his skin had a golden sheen to it. His hair was long enough to
be tied back, but his beard was as closely cropped as his silver companions.
“They don’t look much like aliens.”
Zale grunted. “Maybe not to you.”
That was the moment both males unfurled their wings. Holy fraxx. They had wings! “I
take it back. Wings are definitely alien.”
Author BioSusan lives out on the Canadian west coast surrounded by open water, dear
family, and good friends. She’s jumped out of perfectly good airplanes on
purpose and accidentally swum with sharks on the Great Barrier Reef.
If the world ends, she plans to survive as the spunky, comedic sidekick to the
heroes of the new world, because she’s too damned short and out of shape to
make it on her own for long.
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