A fun, steamy, interesting freebie. Definitely worth getting. I loved the ending. This was a little suspenseful, had some humor, steamy, and romantic (in a way). I liked the different 'world' and the characters. I would've liked this to have been longer and am going to keep an eye out for this au...
The Transfiguration of Edgar Mason Sound bloomed through his head, deep and aching. Mason groaned and tried to lift his palms to the pain in his skull. But his hands wouldn’t obey him. Fire cut into his arms and chest, burst across his stomach as he strained to move. He co...
Her eyes were raw and sandy and her thoughts clouded. Dreams had plagued her. Hot, disturbing visions of Reist, of Fallon, of Heyerdar, caught in wild tangles of limbs, mouths and fingers. She shivered and denied the illicit thrill the images ran through her body. She pres...
Just.” Vyn groaned and pushed herself away from Paul’s back, wincing as her neck made a distinct crack. She’d forgotten the first rule of entering a portal: don’t do it standing up. She stroked her hand over the warm fleece of his jacket, and his breaths lifted her palm. She let out a relieved si...
Chae pressed open the doors to it. She peeled herself out of her jacket, hung it and her bag from a jag of metal, and shook out her tunic. Two rounded bucket seats faced the narrow console set beneath an arching screen and she willed herself to drop into the pilot chair. The console glowed under ...
“I spilled…tea on myself. I was changing.” The hand holding the skirt pointed back to the washroom. The action pushed against Nevin’s firm hold, Adela biting her lip as it caused her to yank the material farther up her body, exposing her. Words fled. “I—”“Enough, Ms. Tilman.” Marcus Yeats sat in ...
A new identity cost. And she needed another new one to stay alive. “My payment, Mr. Mercer.” Mercer leaned back in his padded chair and pressed his steepled fingers to his lips. His brows drew together, his gaze crawling over her skin. She didn’t know where to put her hands, so she laced them in ...
She stretched, her tired joints popping. Moonlight silvered her naked skin and her gaze darted over the great curve of the moon the science platform orbited.A wry smile tugged at her mouth and she scratched at her tangled hair. She was at the end of her—what, sixtieth?—day on the Alpha-Volantis m...