Read Lights Out in The Expanding Universe #SpaceOpera #NewRelease by @KayelleAllen

What if today was “lights out?”

Read Lights Out in The Expanding Universe #SpaceOpera #NewRelease by @KayelleAllenIf you knew this was your last day to live, what would you do? Would you face the end with a clear conscience? Would you fight for one more day?
Look for that person you wronged and make it right? Run away? Turn and fight? What would you do?

In Lights Out by Kayelle Allen, the hero knows his end is near. Instead of running, Tornahdo makes a choice. He will face death with a clear conscience and the knowledge that his death will serve mankind. He will join…
GHOST CORPS


He can save mankind. After he does one important thing. Die.

Join the Ghost Corps, they said. You’ll live forever, they said. You’ll save mankind, they said. They didn’t say that to do it, first he had to die.

When Tornahdo signs on the dotted line, he puts his life into the steady hands of the mighty Ghost Corps. Three grisly deaths and three agonizing resurrections later, he’s assigned duty on Enderium Six.

He’s facing his most dangerous mission yet, the very reason the corps exists.

Do they expect him to win? Fat chance. Tornahdo and his team are already dead and this mission is codenamed “Lights Out.” No, there’s more to this than he can see.

To discover the truth, he must face an unbeatable, unkillable enemy, and this time–somehow–find a way to keep himself alive…

Excerpt, Lights Out by Kayelle Allen

The air reeked of antiseptic and starch stiffened the pillowcase. If only the mind-numbing jabbering would stop.

Tornahdo pried open his eyes. The flattened blood bag above him, stenciled equipment and gray walls screamed military hospital.

He’d died. Again.

Spanish curses slipped out. His abuela would’ve taken a switch to him. He made the sign of the cross and kissed his fingertips.

After yanking the tube out of his arm, he pressed a thumb over the entry point. Thankfully, this time, he wasn’t writhing on the floor in agony. Well, not yet.

A faceless android in a Ghost Corps uniform loomed over a bank of equipment displaying Tornahdo’s name and vitals. First impression was right. Military hospital.

The weapons-grade yapping continued.

“Did you hear?” a youthful voice bragged. “He killed six of ’em last night.”

“Yeah, but they don’t stay dead. They never do.”

“If Ultras didn’t come back to life, their plasma wouldn’t bring our own people back.”

The transfusion of enemy blood healed the hole in Tornahdo’s arm in seconds. He thumbed off the red smear and rolled over on the gurney.

An open door led to a sink and toilet built to let gravity do its work. Which meant this was a planet. You hadn’t lived until you were in space, floating in zero gravity while your body’s final twitches sent your corpse spinning.

Notices on the wall confirmed this was San Xavier in the Colonies of Man. Same place he’d bought it the first time.

This was getting old.


Lights Out
part of the Science Fiction/Space Opera anthology
The Expanding Universe Vol 4

edited by Craig Martelle
Available Sept 17, 2018
Exclusively on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited
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About Kayelle Allen

Kayelle Allen writes Sci Fi and Space Opera with misbehaving robots, mythic heroes, role playing immortal gamers, and warriors who purr. She’s a US Navy veteran who’s been married so long she’s tenured. She is the author of seven books, three novellas, and multiple short stories.

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They say a picture is worth a thousand words, and I just LOVE what this cover says!

Pre Release is September 21st, available everywhere September 28th.

Blurb:

Bikers don’t do forever, right? Her perfect match! So how did it all go so very wrong?

Fiona really wasn’t in the market for a lover or a partner or some guy to give her a sappy sweet happily ever after. Been there, done that, got the scars to prove it. She just wanted a nice one-night stand. She planned to be long gone come breakfast time.

When she saw that gorgeous cowboy ride up on his Harley, she figured it was her lucky day. Bikers don’t do forever, right? Her perfect match! They could tell each other a few lies, scratch each other’s itches and then go their separate ways. The last thing she needed was to hook up with some guy she’d smack headlong into at church the next day.

Simple, right? So how did it all go so very wrong?

Tex – Dixie Reapers MC # 6

Tex — I made a mistake fifteen years ago, one that could have landed my ass in jail. Instead, ITex Cover Small made a deal. I signed away the rights to a child I’d never see, and then I joined the Army, putting the Dixie Reapers and my life in Alabama firmly in my rearview. But now I’m back, and I can’t help but wonder what happened to my son or daughter. What I discover makes my blood run cold, and I vow to do anything in my power to save the daughter I’ve never met. I just didn’t count on rescuing two damsels, or that the second one would look at me with haunted eyes that would make me do something stupid. I’d vowed to never let another woman f**k me over. I just hope I don’t regret letting Kalani into my home and into my life. She has trouble written all over her.
Kalani — I’ve been locked away my entire life. Hillview Asylum looks presentable enough on the outside, but I know firsthand about the horrors inside those walls. I’d always expected I’d die there, until he came. Not that he was coming for me. I’ve sheltered his daughter, Janessa, as much as possible, and in return I gained her trust and loyalty. I’d have never guessed those two things would save me. Or maybe they didn’t, because now I’m faced with a man who makes me want things I shouldn’t. His club suggested a marriage of convenience, to keep me out of Hillview, but I want more than just his name. I have no doubt this is going to end with my heart shattered at my feet, but he keeps the nightmares away. For the first time in my entire life, I feel safe. Protected. But now I want more… I want to be loved.

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WARNING: Contains strong language, abuse, and other dark elements, as well as explicit sexual content. There is no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a guaranteed HEA.

A Sneak Peek:

The truck came to a stop just outside a metal gate. It slid open, and the truck pulled through. I didn’t know where we were, and I didn’t care, as long as it wasn’t the asylum. Anything was better than being there. They drove down a winding road and stopped in front of a greenhouse. Flicker got out and opened the back door. Tex held me tight as he stepped out of the truck and began carrying me toward the house. Janessa walked at his side.

“Call the doc,” Tex said. “I think they both need to be checked out.”

My body tensed, and I struggled against him. No, no more doctors. Doctors caused pain. I could feel the panic rising inside me, my heart racing and my lungs feeling like they’d seize at any moment.

“Hey, easy,” Tex crooned at me. “No one’s going to hurt you.”

“Doctors do bad things,” Janessa said softly. “Especially to Kalani.”

Tex looked down at me and gave a slight nod. “All right. No doctors. Not for tonight anyway.”

“Where are you going to put them?” Flicker asked. “Only two of the bedrooms are furnished.”

“Kalani and I can share,” Janessa said.

Tex carried me down a short hall and stepped into a blue bedroom. He eased me down onto the bed, and I winced as pain shot through me again. Janessa moved around to the other side of the bed and crawled in next to me. She stayed close, but not near enough that she’d hurt me.

“You’re safe here,” Tex said. “No one can get into the compound without our permission.”

“Who are you?” I asked.

He smiled a little. “We’re Dixie Reapers, and we take care of our own.”

“But I’m not one of you. I don’t belong to anyone.”

He glanced at his daughter. “She thinks you belong to her, and since she’s mine, I guess that makes you mine too.”

A strange warmth worked its way through me at his words. I’d never been anyone’s before, but as his gaze settled on me again, I decided I didn’t mind being called his. With the bedroom lights on, I could see more details of the men who had rescued us. They were each handsome in their own way, but Tex took my breath away. I’d never considered a man attractive before, not when I knew what they were capable of, but these men had risked their lives to save us. And that made them different.

 

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Alien Intention by Cara Bristol

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Our attraction unleashes a perfect storm…

I’m Stormy Weathers. My love life on Earth is one natural disaster after the other. I’m attracted to bad boys, rebels, commitment-phobes. In a crowd of choirboys, I’ll manage to find the jerk. All I want is a man who’ll love me and my young son, so I’m going to an icy planet to become an alien’s mail-order bride. This time will be different! The chemistry I feel with Romando is electric. It doesn’t matter what my sister or her mate or their tribe says, mutual attraction this strong can’t be wrong, so I’ll do anything to get him…

I’m Romando, an outcast in my own tribe. One rash, angry act turned me into a pariah and almost got me banished. But what everyone resents the most is that I’m one of the lucky few who’ll be getting a mate. The instant Stormy Weathers blows into Dakon with the other Earth females, my horns tingle. She is meant for me, but I resist the instinct to claim her. You see, she’s related to my nemesis responsible for my outcast state. Honor and pride dictate that I reject her as a suitable mate before she undermines my good intentions. If only I could get her out of my mind…

Alien Intention is a standalone read in the Alien Mate series. Grab your copy of this steamy, funny science fiction romance today!

Alien Intention Excerpt

Holy alien hotness. I couldn’t stop staring at the brooding Dakonian. Leaning against the wall apart from the others, he didn’t mingle and jostle with the rest. Dark, nearly black, waist-length hair swept back from a widow’s peak to reveal pronounced dark brown, leathery horns. He caught me looking at him, and they pulsed!

He stood, literally and figuratively, horns above the others; he was one of the tallest men in the room and the sexiest. A buckskin-like tunic stretched across a broad chest and rippling abs before blending into leggings of the same material to mold long, powerful thighs. The beads and shells fringing the hem of his tunic would have looked silly on other men but, on him, heightened his masculinity, his alienness. It was like he’d wanted to look his best and had dressed up for the occasion—which none of the others had bothered to. Or maybe the adornment signified some special status? Maybe he was a like a tribe leader or something?

“You don’t want Romando, trust me. You came here for a fresh start, remember?” My sister had warned me off him when she noticed my interest.

Romando. A romantic, manly name. And those eyes! They were so brooding, so mysterious. My stomach fluttered.

Sunny meant well, but she and I didn’t go for the same type. She preferred quiet, shy, nice guys. Boring. I had to give her credit this time. She’d done okay with Darq. He had that alien sex appeal going on, although, again, he struck me as sweet. If you brought an alien home to meet Mom and Dad, Darq would be the one they would approve of.

Romando would have gotten me grounded. He was seven-and-a-half feet of alien attitude, captured in an I-don’t-give-a-damn shrug.

Yeah, yeah, I came here to make better choices, but was Romando such a bad one? Weren’t all the Dakonians supposed to be good guys? Loyal, appreciative, family-oriented?

I snuck another peek. Oh baby. I fanned my hot face with one hand and clutched Devon’s with the other. The moment Romando and I made eye contact, my body felt as if it could melt into a puddle of goo. Standing apart from the others, he had an aura of confidence, like he would do whatever he wanted no matter what anybody else thought. He did things his way. Cue Frank Sinatra.

Oh please, pick me. According to my sister and the head alien, Enoki, the men did the choosing. How traditional. How quaint. How…frustrating!

I sought Romando’s gaze, gave a little wave, and smiled. He didn’t smile back, but his eyes smoldered like two hot coals. His horns pulsed. Yep, those babies were throbbing.

I’d screwed up in the past, had gotten involved with the wrong sort of man, but you had to kiss some frogs before you found your prince, right? I’d always believed soul mates existed, that we were all one half of a pair. I’d mistakenly thought I’d met my true love before, but Romando was the real deal. I could feel it. Chemistry this intense couldn’t be wrong.

“If a man does not meet with your approval, you may refuse him, and he will pick somebody else,” Enoki said.

My sister elbowed Darq, who whispered to a man while gesturing to me. I had a bad feeling they were playing matchmaker.

“Mom, what’s happening now?” Devon whispered.

“We’re going to meet Mom’s alien,” I murmured and squeezed his hand.

 

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Cara Bristol – Author Bio

Cara Bristol writes character-driven science fiction romance with humor, heart, and heat. She loves introducing new readers to science fiction romance and likes to say she writes sci-fi for readers who don’t like sci-fi. She’s been a number one best seller in multiple book categories and has hit the USA Today bestseller list twice! She has three science fiction romance series: the action-packed Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance cyborg series; the dark, intense Breeder series; and the new light and funny Alien Mate series. When she’s not writing (ha ha ha – she’s almost always writing) she enjoys traveling to exotic destinations and chillaxin’ with her favorite reality TV shows. Cara lives in Missouri with her own alpha hero, her husband.

 

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SELKIE’S SEDUCTION

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Selkie’s Seduction

By Anne Kane

Genres: Fantasy, romance, druids, magic and mayhem

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Blurb:

Sexy Druid meets sassy Selkie with a fear of commitment.

When Nikki’s sister sends a modern day Druid to warn her about impending danger, the attraction is instant and mutual, but the Selkie is having none of his silly talk about destined mates. Her animal form is a free-spirited otter, and she fears the call of the wild might be too strong to allow her to settle down and raise a family. Her greatest fear is that the call of the ocean will lure her away from her family, and her children will suffer as she did when her own mother deserted her.

But when the danger becomes all too real, Nikki’s link with the sexy Druid is her only comfort, and she realizes some risks just might be worth taking.

 

EXCERPT

Wolfe lounged against the split-rail fence, a slow sexy grin curving his lips. “You ask a lot of questions for a rescued damsel in distress. Aren’t you supposed to throw yourself at my feet in gratitude?”

Nikki bit back a curse. She was so not in the mood for this. “I don’t do damsel in distress, and I definitely don’t throw myself at men’s feet. I could have escaped just fine by myself.” Which was the truth. She felt just as comfortable in the forest as she did shopping on Robson Street in Vancouver.

Wolfe seemed to take the hint, holding up a hand in a conciliatory gesture. “Okay. Sorry, I didn’t introduce myself better back there, but I thought we needed to get moving. Those guys looked like they meant business, and I’d prefer not to find out just how proficient they are.” He paused as if deciding exactly how much to tell her.  “Yes, I really am a friend of Trina’s, actually more of a friend to her husband Jack than Trina. And yes, they really did send me to warn you. I just didn’t expect the danger to arrive before I did, hence the single horse. My original intention was to warn you of the danger so you could quietly slip away before the bad guys showed up. Luckily, Fred here is a gelding and quite gentle, which is a bonus because I’m afraid we’re going to have to ride double.”

“Is your name really Wolf?” Now, why did she ask that? His name was totally irrelevant.

He nodded. “Wolfe with an ‘e’. My mother was a bit of a flower child and I was born during one of her ‘let’s get in touch with nature’ phases.”

“Wow.” Nikki gave him a reluctantly sympathetic look. “A name like that must have gotten you some ragging as a kid.”

“Some,” he agreed. “It wasn’t all bad. I learned a lot growing up. Mostly I learned not to judge myself with other people’s yardsticks and that’s stood me in good stead over the years.”

That same crooked smile curved the corners of his mouth and Nikki felt her heart do a curious little flip. With that curly dark hair and those eyes, he must have been an adorable child.

“So you are friends with Jack?” That made a little more sense.

“Yes. We’re working on a research project together when I manage to drag him away from your sister. She doesn’t usually come with him so I admit I don’t know her all that well.” He stroked a hand absently down the gelding’s neck. “Last Tuesday, she and Jack showed up on my doorstep and she was really upset. She said she’d had a premonition her big sister was in trouble and she wanted me to warn you. Fast. She was adamant that the danger was imminent.  She said she’d tried calling you, but your cell phone wouldn’t connect, or you just weren’t answering. She didn’t settle down until I promised to come straight away.”

That certainly sounded like her little sister. “Trina knows I’m on holidays and I have a really bad habit of ignoring the phone. Plus, cell phone reception is sketchy in the mountains. A couple of years ago, she actually sent the Royal Canadian Mounted Police looking for me when I didn’t respond to her calls for a solid week.” She felt a wry grin curve the corner of her lip. “They weren’t impressed when they found me happily sunbathing by the lake.”

She gave him a reluctant smile. “I’m sorry for being so prickly. I haven’t even thanked you for coming to help me. I’ll feel better when I can talk to Trina and find out what she knows. I left my cell phone at the house when I decided to take a swim, so I guess I’ll have to wait until we get to town. Unless you have one I can borrow?”

Wolfe pulled a cell phone out of his pocket, holding it up so she could see the display. “And as usual on the lee side of the mountain, no signal. Town it is. We might as well get moving.” He tucked the phone back into his shirt pocket.

Straightening up, he checked the saddle girth before gesturing for her to mount. “I suppose I should have asked if you know how to ride?”

“Yes.” Nikki pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “We always had horses when I was a kid.” Putting the toe of one foot in the stirrup, she swung herself onto the gelding in one graceful motion and held out her hand. “Need a hand up?”

“Nope. I can manage.” He ignored her proffered hand and sprang into the saddle behind her. Holding the reins in his right hand, he used his left arm to draw her back against him, molding his body against her. His warm breath teased her neck.

Pulling the gelding’s head around, Wolfe guided him down a well-worn path to the south. “So what is it that you do? Your sister said that you worked on contracts in various parts of the world, which is why I’ve never seen you at any of her performances.”

Nikki tried to shake off the unsettled feeling, not sure if it was caused by his proximity or fear of her unknown stalkers. “I’m a forensic accountant.”

Wolfe whistled softly. “Now that sounds like an interesting job. What does a forensic accountant do? I thought forensic implied something dead.”

Nikki shook her head, picturing an old-fashioned paper ledger gasping its last breath while she tried desperately to extract information from it. “I go into companies, usually ones that are experiencing trouble or are suspicious of their staff and go through the books with a fine-toothed comb. I look for anything out of the ordinary, anything that might imply something is wrong. I’m impartial so I don’t have the bias that an insider might have.”

“Sounds like fun.” Wolfe’s tone implied it would be anything but.

“It’s all about patterns.” Nikki screwed up her nose. “Accounting is a very simple form of mathematics. One plus one always equals two. When someone gets creative or makes an honest mistake, the pattern is off. I’m good at seeing patterns. So what do you do?”

“I’m a forestry consultant.” The gelding settled into a smooth rocking gait, and Wolfe gestured at the trees and bushes surrounding them. “This is my office.”

“Oh.” Nikki hesitated, but it was just too tempting. “How does the forest manage to pay you?”

“Nuts.” His serious tone belied the silliness of the banter. “Exchange rate’s down a bit due to the squirrel coup last year, but I do okay.

Nikki shook her head, feeling the knot in her gut relaxing just a tiny bit. You’re crazy.

She could hear the smile in his voice. “Yeah, but you started it.”

 

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