Please welcome Teresa Noelle Roberts!
In the 26th century,
humans and numerous alien races share the galaxy. Technology has
advanced massively. Old Earth is a vast preserve and museum, and
humans have spread to the stars. But some things remain the same.
Love, lust, and money motivate both humans and other sentient
species. Politics can get ugly. And crime can pay very well indeed.
The Malcolm,
an independent interplanetary freighter, prefers to steer clear of
both politics and crime, at least the kind of crime that doesn’t
involve rescuing the occasional slave or exploited child on planets
where such abominations are legal. Captain Mik and his loyal, if
eccentric crew—Mik’s overprotective alien husband Gan,
adventurous human mechanic Rita, bouncy cat-girl (and trained
assassin) Xia, and PTSD-haunted ex-soldier Buck—usually succeed in
keeping things only a little bit illegal. (One planet’s cash crop,
after all, might be another’s favorite illicit recreational
substance, and as long as no one’s getting hurt, why not get a cut
of the profits?) But when a seemingly legitimate job goes supernova,
the crew finds themselves up to their armpits in interplanetary
espionage, art theft, and spies, and on the run from an infamous
assassin. What a time to fall in love! (Thrill-Kinky, coming
5/12/2015).
Luckily, Drax
Jalricki—reformed (mostly) art thief, former (mostly) Banjali
covert operative, and all-around winged hunk—has a plan to protect
them.
But it involves
hiding out on Cibari, the most dangerous planet in the galaxy.
Who knew Cibari
was run by a felinoid warlord who might be the perfect match for
Xia—if the straight-arrow detective sent from her homeworld to
“rescue” her doesn’t win her heart, ears and adorable, perky
tail first? And that’s not even talking about how the warlord and
the detective are crazy about each other. Of course, it would help if
any of them could tell the whole truth about who they are. (Book Two,
Bad Kitty, coming 9/2015)
Who would guess
that a hot cyborg who’s already survived more than a human lifetime
could offer Buck both healing and love? But the cyborg shares a
common, deadly enemy with the Malcolm’s crew, and surviving
that confrontation will trigger all their inner demons. (Book Three,
tentatively called Buck, Naked)
Dark secrets Mik
hides even from Gan will come to a head and threaten them more than
the enemies they’d hoped to escape. A mysterious stranger holds the
key to Mik’s salvation… and unexpectedly, a key to both men’s
hearts as well, if they’re willing to open that door. (Book Four,
title TBD)
Thrill-Kinky (Chronicles of the
Malcolm, Book 1)
Teresa Noelle Roberts
Publication Date: May 12, 2015
Sexual freefall is like a game of
chicken, except the first one to let go wins.
Chronicles of the Malcolm,
Book 1
Humans may have expanded to the stars,
but they still have the annoying need to work for a living. Which is
why Rita, crew member of the space freighter Malcolm, is stuck
collecting recyclable slag rather than attending her favorite
festival celebrating love and sexuality.
Things go from boring to interesting
when she discovers a badly injured man who’s been thrown into a
recycling bin to die. The catch, he’s gorgeous, winged, and naked.
Drax Jalricki, reformed (mostly) art
thief and reluctant covert operative, is on an undercover mission to
protect three planets when someone in his own government brands him a
traitor. By virtue of association, Rita and her crew are going down
with him.
From their first, hide-in-plain-sight
quickie, the erotic spark between Rita and Drax is fueled by danger
and adrenaline. But their growing suspicion that there’s more to
their connection than lust may not matter if they don’t live
through the night.
Warning: Hero and heroine who straddle
the line of criminal behavior—and definitely violate public
indecency statutes. Exhibitionist, dangerous sex. Dark, sordid pasts.
Wild risk-taking. Giggly cat-girl sidekick who’s not just another
pretty…tail. And the greatest risk of all: true love.
Excerpt (Adult)
Definitely
something in the danger-as-aphrodisiac theory, because in a fetid
alley, with the law and outlaws both after them and her no doubt out
of both a job and a home when the guys found out she’d dumped the
slag and abandoned the floater, Rita was getting more turned on than
she ever remembered being. She’d been excitable to start with, from
the kiss, and from simply being around Drax’s dangerous good looks,
but now she could feel herself getting slick, hot, ready for the cock
that she could now feel all too well against her bare skin.
And
his wings—marling stars, she’d never felt anything like
the soft, sensual caress of all those feathers against her back, her
ass. So good. His hands gripped and kneaded, and his wings stroked
and soothed, and all the while he was kissing her, exploring her
mouth with his tongue, sending sparks down the connections from her
lips to the mouth of her sex. Her common sense told her they needed
to move, couldn’t take the time to play there when the overpriced
thugs in the Fiero might show up at any second.
Her
common sense lost the argument with her libido.
Teresa Noelle Roberts started writing
stories in kindergarten and she hasn’t stopped yet. A prolific
author of short erotica, she’s also a published poet and fantasy
writer—but hot paranormals and BDSM-spiced contemporaries are her
favorites. Or they were, until she realized science-fiction romances
offered new possibilities for outrageous adventure, wild sex and love
that overcomes serious obstacles, including being from different
species! She’s also a prolific author of short erotica, and a
published poet and fantasy writer. Find her at
www.teresanoelleroberts.com,
on Facebook
or on Twitter, where she hangs out as @TeresNoeRoberts.
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