Claiming Chloe Book Tour

Claiming Chloe
Northern Rockies Pack Book 4
by Anne Kane
Genre: Paranormal Romance
He might not deserve her, but he didn’t plan to let that stop him.
Chloe: She’s young, passionate, independent. She’s just bought a coffee shop and has plans to make it the best place in town. While away from home learning how to make the best ever pastries for her new venture, she hooks up with a hot stranger for her first sensual experience. She doesn’t expect to ever see him again, certainly not in her new coffee shop.
Damon: He’s ex-military. Tough. Protecting others is his mission in life. He long ago gave up expecting to find a bond-mate. When he agrees to watch over his Navy SEAL buddy’s little sister, he doesn’t expect her to turn his world upside down. He’s too old for such a vibrant young woman, but the mate-bond is hard to ignore, even if he wanted to.
Award winning author Anne Kane lives in the beautiful Okanagan Valley with a bouncy little rescue mutt(Merlin the Wonder Dog), a slightly larger rescue dog (Lexi the Bouncy) a cantankerous Himalayan cat, and too many fish to count. She has two handsome sons and seven adorable grandchildren. She’s always been fascinated by science fiction and fantasy so of course when she writes, she lets her imagination take over. The one thing the reader can always count on is that the main characters will live happily ever after, even if they have to defeat a few nasty aliens first.
When she’s not busy writing the next great novel, she likes to kayak, hike, ride motorcycles, swim, skate, practice karate, play her guitar, sing and of course, read.
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Terras Five Blog Tour!

That’s right. The Cyborgs are going on a virtual tour. There will be prizes and excerpts and lots of fun! Did I mention prizes? As in Amazon Gift Card kind of prizes? The tour is being hosted by Silver Dagger Book Tours, and the grand kickoff is on their site right HERE, along with the schedule of where and when you can find the Cyborgs.

If you’ve never met my Cyborgs, book one is on perma-sale for only 99cents.

Blurb:

Natalie’s loved and lost, and she’s not so sure she wants to risk her heart again. She’s willing to settle for a challenging career as a space-pilot instructor and a succession of no-strings-attached lovers. But that’s before her boss saddles her with the last thing she wants — a new partner.

Jebediah recognizes his perfect match in Natalie from the moment she seduces him on a dare. Everything that makes her a top-notch pilot, from her fearlessness to her passion, make a night in her bed both challenging and unforgettable.

A dangerous confrontation with a brutal enemy, an exploding drive engine and a traitor close to home throw everything into perspective. Natalie is going to have to put the past behind her and risk it all, because when your partner is also your lover, failure is not an option.

EXCERPT:

Her Cyborg Lover (Terras Five 1)
Anne Kane
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Copyright ©2017 Anne Kane


Natalie pulled the cerebral interface down over her forehead, scanning the display with a practiced eye. A blip on the bottom corner of the screen caught her attention.

“Identify ship, lower quadrant.” She rolled her eyes, waiting impatiently for the ship’s avatar to reply. She already knew the answer, or as much as she needed to know. One of the hotshot cadets thought they could sneak up behind her and beat her back to the base.

“Ship identified as delta class reconnaissance pod. Single occupant, unidentified male. No flight plan filed.”

No flight plan? That certainly raised questions. Probably a lower-class cadet returning from a routine scouting mission.

Maybe she was wrong about their motives. After spending the last decade on active duty, she’d come to expect the younger pilots to challenge her. They thought mature meant slower and less alert. So long as he or she didn’t make any surprise moves, she’d ignore them. “Keep track of their progress.”

“Affirmative.” The ship’s deep voice no longer sent pangs of loss through her. After the accident that had taken her life mate, she’d programmed his voice into her ship’s avatar as a way of keeping him close.

That had been a long time ago, though. Now, the voice belonged to her ship, and if she thought of her lost love at all, it was with a fond twinge of nostalgia. Life went on.

“Are we visible to the unidentified craft?”

“Affirmative. We are within visual range.”

Even as she prepared to give the cadet the benefit of the doubt, the other vessel began to pick up speed, darting in front of her ship in an obvious show of contempt.

So much for playing Mrs. Nice Gal! “Computer, turn off autopilot. We’re going to show that little snot what a real pilot can do.”

“Aye, Captain. Autopilot disengaged. Do you wish to hail the craft?”

The scout ship slipped between two asteroids, picking up power as the pilot zigzagged his way through the rock-strewn sky with a flagrant disregard for his ship’s safety. Where did kids learn to fly these days? In a vacuum? If he wasn’t careful, he’d end up a red smear on one of those asteroids.

“Why not? Open hailing frequency.”

A few seconds passed as the avatar located the proper frequency.

Natalie slipped the steering yoke over her shoulders, adrenaline already spiking through her as she prepared to meet the unknown pilot’s challenge.

Designed for maximum integration of the ship and its pilot, the yoke made it easy for her to control every nuance of the ship’s reactions. She rammed the throttle forward, engaging all four thrusters and leaning left to avoid colliding with a small rock that careened into her path as the ship surged forward.

“Hailing frequency open.”

Natalie took a deep breath. “Delta class scout ship. This is Captain Freer, lead instructor on Gamma Base Seven-Two-Seven. Identify yourself immediately.”

She waited impatiently for a reply. Even the greenest of cadets knew better than to openly defy her. Dead air lay between her and the scout ship. Seemed this cadet was stupider than most.

“Delta Class Scout ship. I order you to identify yourself, or be prepared to handle the consequences.”

A deep male chuckle rolled through the com link.

Natalie blinked. Laughter? Was the idiot actually laughing at her? He was so going to eat her dust, and that would be before she grounded his sorry ass for the next decade or two.

Years of practice gave her the edge every single time one of the cadets pulled a stupid stunt like this. Engaging the infrared overlay on the cerebral interface, she mentally plotted the other ship’s most likely course.

Only an experienced space jockey understood that the shortest route was rarely the quickest, or the easiest. Sure enough, the idiot darted between the two large asteroids directly in front of him. A seasoned pilot would know that the combined gravitational fields of the rocks created a braking effect on any smaller object caught between them. Real-life one on one versus theory in the classroom.

She could almost feel sorry for the pilot as he struggled to wrest back control of his ship from the two inanimate objects.

Almost, but not quite. She circled around the trap, putting herself directly between the rocket jockey and base ship. Let him watch her tail for a while before she slapped him into the brig. Waggling her wings in an insulting salute that the unfortunate pilot couldn’t possibly miss, she veered toward base ship.

She hadn’t quite finished congratulating herself on such a swift victory when her ship careened sideways, almost colliding with one of the smaller asteroids in the field.

What the hell? She jerked her head up, hardly able to believe the display in front of her eyes. The smaller ship had freed itself of the gravity well and moved to parallel her before turning so that his thrusters aimed directly at her side. When he fired them, the shock hit her craft with all the force of a herd of thundering moon-cats.

Crap! This kid had balls. Balls and the makings of a star-class fighter pilot — if she didn’t kill him first.

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Her Cyborg Captor

Keily: Human. Curvy. Independent. An intense, do-good activist who’s never without a cause to throw her limitless energy into. She likes her sex hot and impersonal. She doesn’t have time for silly romantic dalliances. She has a planet full of Battle Rats to save!

Ryker: Cyborg. Scarred. Cynical. Rejected by the females of Terras Five, he becomes one of the most sought-after mercenaries in the galaxy. But when he accepts a contract to capture a female activist he finds out not all females find his scars terrifying. One particular human female finds them incredibly sexy.

Engine failure, hastily terminated jumps, and a fluffy stowaway challenge the unlikely pair to work together to find their way home and into each other’s hearts.

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Excerpt:

Was the little minx actually trying to use sex to get to him? He smothered the unfamiliar urge to laugh. Did she really think he’d believe she still found him irresistible? Or even remotely desirable? “Just until the negotiations are over. Shouldn’t be more than a few moon cycles.” He leaned forward, deliberately looming over her and giving her a closeup view of his scarred face. “So what did you have in mind? To amuse ourselves?”

He had to give her credit, she didn’t flinch away from his scarred visage. “Well, I haven’t had much time to myself lately. Haven’t really had any downtime to speak of.” The pink tip of her tongue appeared, running over her lips in a blatantly suggestive gesture.

Tempting. Damn, she was tempting. It had been so long since someone has tried to seduce him, he’d forgotten the thrill of knowing a female wanted him, wanted to feel his naked body sliding against hers. His gaze strayed to those perfect globes rising and falling with each breath. Reaching down, he gently pulled the edge of her top apart. For a brief second, the material resisted him. Then, like a flower opening under the welcoming warmth of a planetary sun, it popped apart to let her luscious breasts spill out.

And they really were luscious. Keily arched her back, wordlessly offering them up for his approval. Oh, yeah. He definitely approved. Lowering his head, he scored his teeth across one dark pink nipple, feeling it pebble into a hard tip in his mouth.

He lifted his head as a tiny tinge of guilt stirred in the corner of his brain. He had no intention of allowing her to escape so she could go back to champion the Battle Rats in the upcoming confrontation. Accepting her sexual advances knowing he had no plan to give her what she wanted wasn’t fair.

Then again, life wasn’t fair. He was living proof of that.

What the hell. She’d started it, and he didn’t recall keeping his hands off of her being one of the conditions of the contract. He just had to keep her off the planet and incapable of throwing a monkey wrench into the Conglomerate’s plans.

“You sure you want to do this?” Ryker cupped the warm mounds of flesh, his damnable sense of right and wrong forcing him to give her a chance to stop him before it was too late. “I know I’m not the kind of male you humans like to dream about.”

She cocked her head, a look of startled confusion on her face. “Seriously? You think you know what kind of male I fantasize about? Let me assure you it isn’t some slick young pretty boy who wouldn’t know what to do with a real woman.”

Her gaze ran over him from tip to toes, igniting a slow burn he hadn’t felt since before he’d become more machine than man. She didn’t linger on the scars or the metallic arm. What she did linger on was the growing bulge at his groin.

Damn. Was there anything sexier than a female who wasn’t afraid to let you know that she wanted you?

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Beast #Contemporary #Romance #MCromance

I protect what’s mine – to the death. Fleur is mine. She’s about to find out why they call me Beast.

Fleur: Never in a million years would I have expected a woman I considered a friend to betray me in the worst possible way. Yet it happened. Drugged and in the back room of a BDSM club, I was about to be used in a brutal way. Until he exploded to my rescue.

Beast: I’m Salvation’s Bane’s enforcer. My job is to protect. So when I notice something amiss in the BDSM club Bane owns, I’m there to shut that shit down. What I find is a woman who ignites passions inside me better left alone. What will she think when she finds out the lengths I’ll go to protect what’s mine? I come by my name honest. When it comes to protecting my club, or my woman, I’m the most ferocious beast you could ever imagine.

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Kayla’s Hunter #romance #scifi #spaceport

BLURB:

Hunter is a cyborg working for the military wing of the Interplanetary Alliance, with an obsession he just can’t shake. Four years ago, he met a woman on Rigerion IV and spent the night with her. The sex was incredible. When he woke the next morning she was gone and no matter how hard he looked, he couldn’t find her.

When he discovers that she is the captain of one of the most brazen pirate ships in this quadrant, he makes it his personal goal to track her down and punish her. Problem is, despite her status as one of the most notorious pirates in the galaxy, she was bred to be a submissive sex slave, so punishment just makes her hot! What’s a cyborg to do?

EXCERPT:

“Deploy the aft lazar array! Now!” Kayla jerked her body hard to the right, her neural implants signaling the ship to mimic her actions. She felt a grudging respect for the captain of the Intrepid as they narrowly avoided another volley from its photon cannons. This wasn’t the first battle the two ships had engaged in, but if she didn’t catch a lucky break soon, it might be the last.

“The primary engines are overheating! We need to shut them down before they blow.” Aygar, her second-in-command, threw her a panicked look as he diverted more coolant to the engines. “They’ve been at redline too long.”

“If we drop to secondary engines, we might as well surrender now.” Kayla tossed her head back to clear the unruly red tresses from her eyes. “We’ll make a run for the asteroid field. If we can slip between the orbiting rubble, the Intrepid will have to break off. They can’t maneuver that big mother of a ship in such close quarters.”

Aygar nodded, his expression grim. He’d never let her down, and Kayla knew he’d do his best to hold the ship together until they reached safety.

For a while, it looked like they might just pull it off. Kayla dared to hope. The asteroid field loomed close. The Intrepid kept up a steady barrage of fire, but with her enhanced reactions, she managed to dodge the more lethal shots.

“There!” She maneuvered the ship between two chunks of space debris, a triumphant grin dying on her lips at the sudden silence. Shit! “Bring the secondary engines online. Now, damn it!”

“Aye, Captain.”

Too late. The Intrepid’s bulk swooped in to block their only escape route.

“Damn. Damn. Damn!” Kayla slammed her fist down on the weapons’ console in front of her, gritting her teeth in frustration. Escape had been so close!

“Sorry, Captain. Those engines should have been replaced, or at least overhauled two standard years ago. I told you they were in rough shape.” Aygar stared glumly at the massive warship on the forward display screen. “Now what are we going to do?”

Kayla closed her eyes, letting out a heavy sigh. It wasn’t his fault. She’d gambled on those engines and lost. “Now we hope Hunter’s in a good mood.”

* * *

“So nice of you to join me.” He looked even more intimidating in person than he had in the video conference, if that was possible. Hunter loomed over her, his massive frame dwarfing her own generous proportions. Immense ropes of muscle strained against the tight material of his Alliance uniform, and those piercing blue eyes seemed to look right through her to her innermost secrets. Hunter was the type of male she’d been bred to crave, bred to satisfy in every conceivable way. Bred to fuck. An alpha-male cyborg. Kayla suppressed the shudder of pure lust that swept through her. Now was not the time to let her genetic programming overcome years of hard work.

She schooled her features to a bland calm. “You didn’t leave me a whole lot of alternatives.”

“No, I didn’t, did I.” The smile that curved his lips held no humor. “I’ve been waiting a long time to meet you.” Taking a step forward, he grasped her wrists and slapped on a set of immobilizer cuffs. She could feel the effects immediately, draining her arms of their ability to move. At least he hadn’t set the damn things to maximum. He turned to the man at his side. “Blake, take her down to my stateroom and set the cuffs to high. That should keep her out of trouble until I’m done with her crew. And the damned Alliance paperwork.”

Blake looked up at his commanding officer. “Don’t you need to log her as one of the prisoners?”

Hunter gave a negative movement of his head. “She and I have unfinished business. As far as the Alliance is concerned, the captain of the pirate ship Defiant didn’t survive the attack.”

“But…” Blake’s voice trailed off as Hunter stared pointedly at him. “Okay then. Your stateroom it is.” Taking her by the arm, Blake led Kayla out of the landing bay.

The walk to Hunter’s stateroom was longer than she expected, down corridor after long corridor. The place was a maze of intersecting passages and zero G drop tubes. By the time Blake palmed the control panel to the captain’s stateroom, she was sure she’d never be able to find her way back to the bridge.

“The captain is a good guy.” Blake didn’t sound very sure of the fact. “He must have a reason for keeping your presence a secret from the Alliance.”

Yeah. Like he intended to punish her personally for all the time he’d spent chasing her around the galaxy. Every time she’d turned around, the Intrepid had been there, harassing her. Somewhere back in the last double moon phase, she’d started to wonder if it were personal. Still, the idea of being turned over to the Alliance didn’t thrill her, so for now she’d play nice.

“Could you take these cuffs off? I hate the way they make my arms feel. I promise I’ll stay here and wait for the captain.” She tried out one of her most charming smiles. Sometimes her breeding paid off. “I’d never find my way around this ship anyways.”

“Sorry. Captain ordered full immobilization, and he likes to be obeyed. You might want to find a comfortable spot before I set them.”

“No!” Kayla took a step backward, a ball of dread coalescing in her belly. She knew her fear showed on her face, and she didn’t care. “I promise I’ll be good. Please, don’t do that.”

Blake had the grace to look upset, but he shook his head. “Captain’s orders. No way I can ignore them and stay on this ship. If you lie down on the bed first, it won’t be so bad.”

Not so bad? Obviously, the SOB had never had immobilizer cuffs used on him! They literally froze the entire nervous system and left the victim unable to do so much as blink. The creche where she’d spent her first ten years had been fond of using them to discipline the girls when they didn’t jump fast enough to obey orders. Sex slaves were expected to obey without hesitation, and they were all bred to be sex slaves. Submissive sex slaves.

Kayla had been a very stubborn child, and she’d spent more time in those cuffs than she cared to remember. So, she knew. They were bad, really bad.

But she wouldn’t beg. She never begged. Taking a deep breath, she schooled her features to show no emotions as she sat down and let the chair mold itself to her shape. Satisfied with the fit, she held out her arms.

“I really am sorry.” The discomfort on Blake’s face afforded her a small amount of satisfaction. “Are you sure you don’t want to lie on the bed? The captain could be awhile.”

Not likely. The last thing she wanted was to have Hunter walk in and see her lying spread-eagled on his bed like some sort of pagan sacrifice.

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The Scarlet Dove by Beth D. Carter

Can Liza find her place in a lawless world?

When Liza Trent decided to become a mail order bride out west, she never imagined her fiancé would die before she arrived. His death places her in debt, and the only way to pay off the money is by auctioning off her virginity against her will. When she’s rescued by two handsome men, she mistakenly thinks they’re assassins. Despite her reservations, she accepts their protection.

Only the two men, Apollo Beck and Blue Hawke, aren’t assassins. They’re Texas Rangers sent after a man who preys on women, and their dangerous hunt has just brought Liza into the line of fire.

Confused with the attraction she feels for two men, Liza has a difficult decision before her: commit to loving Apollo and Blue or commit to her burning desire to become a doctor…unless she’s found and taken for revenge first.

Content Warning: contains violence, strong language, and explicit sex scenes, including anal sex

Genre(s): Historical Romance / Menage

5 writing pet peeves that simply drive me insane…

1. Work.  Isn’t this the bane of every author’s life? By day I’m a pharmacy tech in a retail store, standing on my feet all day and dealing with many people. By the time I get home, my brain is fried.

2. Time. This harkens back to the work thing, where my brain is fried. Sometimes I get overwhelmed with having too much stuff going on in my life and not enough time to write. It can be so frustrating.

3. Social Media.  I spend way too much damn time flittering between Facebook, Instagram and Twitter.

4. My muse.  I’m hard at work trying to write out a complicated and scene and she’s like “Wait!  I’ve got this awesome idea for another story!” Most of the time she wakes me up at three am.  Bitch.

5. Character changes.  Most of the time I can envision the beginning and ending to a story, but every once in a while the ending slips away, due to the direction of where the characters take me.  When that happens I struggle a lot to maintain the plot.  I’ve shelved some great stories because of this.

Excerpt

“It’s him,” Liza whispered in a hate-filled tone. “The man who tricked me.”

“Reynolds,” Blue spat.

“All three of you!” Reynolds screamed. “You’ll pay! You’ll pay for everything!”

The gun wavered in an unstable hand. Blue and Apollo glanced at each other and then charged forward. A shot exploded and Apollo went down. Blue tackled Reynolds to the ground. The two men rolled around, each trying to get the upper hand.

Apollo did his best to try to focus on the two men, but agony lanced through him as he tried to get to his feet. Black spots danced in front of his eyes, and he honestly didn’t know how bad he was shot.

And then a pair of soft, steady hands took his away. “Let me see,” Liza softly said.

“Uh,” he moaned. “Blue—”

“Is holding his own,” she interrupted him. Though she carefully probed, the pain rippled through Apollo, and he halted her hand. “You need medical help,” she told him.

“Get Reynolds first,” he panted.

Her eyebrows arched. “You know him?”

“I was sent to kill him.”

Her mouth fell open, and she looked from him to where Blue still fought with Reynolds.

“There’s a blade in my boot,” he whispered, wiggling his right foot and bringing her attention back to him. “Give it to Blue.”

She hesitated for only a second before reaching for the marked boot. He felt her hand slide in and grab the hilt. She slid it free and rose, turning to the fight that had attracted several people’s attention.

“I have a knife, Blue!” she called out.

In a flash, Blue spun away from Reynolds and grabbed the knife from Liza’s shaky hand. As he turned back, he let it fly. They watched as it flipped end over end and buried itself into Reynolds’s shoulder, right where the arm and chest met. For a moment, no one moved. Then the confused crowd rushed to help Reynolds, who stumbled away, and Blue turned to grab Liza’s hand and hurry over to Apollo.

“You need medical attention,” he said without preamble, mimicking Liza’s earlier statement.

“Not here,” Apollo growled. “Help me up.”

“You should rest,” Liza said.

“You think anyone is going to help the people responsible for burning down half the town?” As he sat up with a gasp of pain, Blue let go of Liza’s hand to help him stand. “Is Reynolds dead?”

They all looked at the small crowd that had moved in to help Reynolds when the blade had got him, only to see the crowd starting to point at them and talk. Reynolds was nowhere to be found.

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I like writing about the very ordinary woman thrust into extraordinary circumstances, so my heroines will probably never be lawyers, doctors or corporate highrollers.  I try to write characters who aren’t cookie cutters and push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box.  I love writing characters who are real, complex and full of flaws, heroes and heroines who find redemption through love. I love to hear from readers so I’ve made it really easy to find me on the web:

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Wolves, anyone?

My current Work In Progress is a wolf shifter set in Western Canada. It’s taking longer to write than my cyborg books but I think it’s because the darn wolves like to run and every time I think I’m getting somewhere, off they go! I’m hoping to pin them down for an extended session this weekend, so wish me luck! In the meantime, I thought you might like to take a look at these other werewolf books from Changeling Press.

I love this cover! The man looks so happy, and the wolf is glaring over his shoulder as if daring you to do… something? Anything? LOL!

For the Alphas of the Wasp Lake wolf pack, there’s no scent on earth quite as alluring as an Omega in heat.

Lost And Found: The Wasp Lake pack forced Matthias out after he dared fall in love with the Packmaster’s Omega son Bree. Now Matthias has returned to claim his mate. Can Matthias convince Bree he’s back in his life for keeps?

Safe and Sound: Zachariah is everything Ivoire needs, and Ivoire and the pup he carries are nothing Zachariah thought he’d ever want again, but nothing good was ever gained from playing by the rules…

Here and There: Alpha Dominic is married to his work. Omega physician Sawney is committed to his patients. They strike a deal. One pup, a friendship, and all parties satisfied. But what happens when the “single parents” realize they’re in love?

Fun and Games: The Fisherman’s Friend looks like just the place for a strong ale and a hot meal. But once Sullivan sets his gaze on Ari, he knows he’s found exactly what he needs.

Tooth and Claw: Lewis knows finding his mate should be a joyous event. But former army ranger Jacobi isn’t an Omega. Or even a wolf. He’s a grizzly bear shifter, and Alpha to the bone. Sometimes true love defies all the rules…

Have and Hold: Former bad-boy Alpha Scott has worked hard to remake himself. As a teenage runaway, Maccabe spent a few years making bad choices before he turned his life around. Neither is ready to be a parent. Neither of them expects to fall in love.

Chapter and Verse: Omega Lane is a lone wolf — until Carey comes across his path, on the run from an Alpha who won’t take no for an answer. Can Lane let Carey into his life? And what if Carey decides he doesn’t want to leave?

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She has a plan…

Kidnapping the Cyborg

 (Terras Five #6)

By Anne Kane

Genres: Sci –Fi, Cyborgs, romance

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Blurb:

Life in the Breeders Enclave on Terras Five was comfortable. Safe. Boring! Abigail wanted more than that. She wanted to explore the galaxy, have a career, enjoy all the freedoms that a human female took for granted. In order to do that she needed to get off -planet, and in order to accomplish that, she needed help. Male help.

She had a plan.

Jackson was flattered that the young female chose him to sire her offspring, and he was more than willing to play his part and to make sure she enjoyed the experience as much as he did. What he wasn’t prepared for being kidnapped at weapons point and forced to help the young breeder escape. Of course, he could have disarmed her and foiled her plan, but where’s the fun in that?

Excerpt:

Abigail stretched languidly on the circular sleeping platform, making sure the male Cyborg got a generous eyeful of her luscious curves. She hadn’t counted on this, counted on it being him, the incredibly sexy male she’d met so long ago. Then again this wasn’t really a bad thing. The attraction she felt for him would make it easier to go through with her plan.

His name was Jackson. Jackson Firestorm. She’d almost snorted her drink out through her nose when she read that on the choices sheet. In a way, the absurdity of his family name was the reason she’d chosen him from the six breeding options presented for her approval.

Of course, she hadn’t realized she’d already met Jackson Firestorm. Or that she’d had a crush on him since she’d been a child. She only knew him as the Cyborg who’d appeared out of nowhere to save her and her friends.

Would he remember the wide-eyed girl child he’d plucked from the wreckage of the crashed spaceship? To him, she would have been just one more orphan who needed help, but to her he’d been a hero, larger than life. He’d saved her life and that of her crèche mates. She’d developed an immediate crush. As a youngling, she’d spent many hours daydreaming about the deliciously sexy Cyborg.

Jackson slid the entrance to the cubicle closed with a soft click, his eyes darkening as they swept over her lounging figure.

She curved her lips up in a smile, trying to look more confident than she felt. She’d never done this before, never joined with a male. Until this very moment, she hadn’t considered what effect that would have on her plan.

Last moon cycle, she’d hacked into the breeder database and altered her records to show that she’d already had several lovers. If the powers that be had known this was her first coupling, they would have insisted on sending her an older male, one with enough experience to ease her into the breeder lifestyle, make it a glowing experience.

That didn’t fit her needs at all. She needed a male she could dupe into lowering his guard. A younger male, one who would let lust overrule his Cyborg training and naturally cautious nature. At least, that was the plan.

“You are beautiful.” His voice low and gravelly, he crossed the space between them, stopping at the edge of the sleeping platform to shed his robe. His words were the formal greeting of a male summoned to lay with a breeder. “I am honored that you chose me to sire your offspring. I humbly hope my efforts bring success.”

Naked. Beneath the robe, he was completely, gloriously, naked. Thick ropes of muscle covered every inch of his body, sliding smoothly as he moved. Male. He was all male and a very mouthwatering one at that. It took an amazing effort on her part not to stare at his cock, curving hard and ready from the nest of curls at his groin.

Damn. She just might enjoy the part of her plan that required her to have sex with Jackson Firestorm.

Batting her lashes in what she hoped was an enticing gesture, she patted the sleeping platform beside her. “Come here.”

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Author Bio

 Anne Kane lives in the beautiful Okanagan Valley with a bouncy little rescue dog who’s breed defies description, a cantankerous Himalayan cat, and too many fish to count. She spent many years trying to fit in and act normal, but finally gave up the effort. She started writing romance in 2008, and her fate was sealed when she won a publishing contract with Red Sage Publishing and just a month later Changeling Press accepted her first submission. Since then she had published more than thirty stories in a variety of sub-genres, all with a happily ever after.

Her hobbies, when she’s not playing with the characters in her head, include kayaking, hiking, swimming, playing guitar, singing and of course, reading.

You can find Anne around the web at:

Website: http://www.AnneKane.com

Blog: https://annekane.wordpress.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/annekane

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/anne.kane.author

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/Annekane

Cover Reveal!

Her plan? Seduce the Cyborg, kidnap him and force him to help her escape. What could possibly go wrong?

Blurb:

Life in the Breeders Enclave on Terras Five was comfortable. Safe. Boring! Abigail wanted more than that. She wanted to explore the galaxy, have a career, enjoy all the freedoms that a human female took for granted. In order to do that she needed to get off -planet, and in order to accomplish that, she needed help. Male help.

She had a plan.

Jackson was flattered that the young female chose him to sire her offspring, and he was more than willing to play his part and to make sure she enjoyed the experience as much as he did. What he wasn’t prepared for being kidnapped at weapons point and forced to help the young breeder escape. Of course, he could have disarmed her and foiled her plan, but where’s the fun in that?

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