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Thursday, March 30, 2017

Ready for a Galactic Defender? Jessica E. Subject Shares a Sci-Fi Romance @jsubject #sfr


Please welcome back my friend Jessica Subject. Jess and I met online through a writers' support group called Authors Helping Authors (AHA). We bonded over our mutual love of science fiction romance and the Stratford Festival, near London, Ontario, Canada. Hubs and I went each summer to see fantastic plays and musicals. Although we haven't been since we moved farther away, we plan to return soon.

Jessica has a new book, second in the Galactic Defenders series. I just finished the first book, Bryce, and now I'm ready to read the second, Jager. Jess has been featuring snippets from Jager on Weekend Writing Warriors. I was intrigued from the start. Here's more about . . .


JAGER

Galactic Defenders #2

by Jessica E. Subject

Release date: March 27, 2017

Genres: Romance, Science Fiction, Space Opera, Action & Adventure

Ebook ISBN: 978-1-988428-05-5
Print ISBN: 978-1-988428-04-8

Editor: Kate Richards
Cover artist: Fantasia Frog Designs

# of pages: 128 ebook, 168 print
# of words: 34,500

BLURB:

Jager's new squad of Defenders has completed training, but the spoiled princess who has grated on his nerves since her first day of training is called back to Hemera for a yearly celebration. When Princess Katrina doesn't show up, Jager must find her and drag her home, where he wishes she would stay.

Katrina is a Defender, not a princess. And there is no way she wants to return to a planet she hates for some stupid ceremony. Not when she could be out killing Erebus with her squad.

But when a new enemy threatens both their lives, they must work together to survive.

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EXCERPT

Jager squeezed his eyes shut, his head pounding. He gasped when the body attached to the head resting on his arm moved. The person rolled toward him, and a thin arm draped across his chest. But that wasn’t the only part of the being he felt pressed against him. Cosmos, had he drunk too much redip in the Defender lounge? That would explain the headache and why there was a naked woman beside him.

Katrina. The memories flooded his mind. They were locked up together, naked. And the lights had gone out. She’d screamed, and when he’d crossed the prison cell to get to her, something had knocked him away and beat on him until they’d finished torturing his squad member.

After he’d finally reached her, he’d pulled Katrina to the middle of the cell. It would be harder to reach them there. If she was in his arms, he could protect her from those who’d decided to lock them up. But he still didn’t know who they were, what they wanted, and what they’d done to the Erebus.

Katrina clung to him, one leg draped over his thigh. When she started to shiver, he held her tight. They only had two blankets, one separating them from the floor, and another over them. Very little to keep them warm aside from their own body heat. Not a problem for him, at least not until that moment when his body forgot she had a boyfriend, and wanted her for itself.

He had considered pursuing his junior squad member, especially after she’d arrived at the door wearing nothing but her undergarments the day they met. But, she’d grown close to Jace instead, and now spent most of her time with the leader of Zulu squad. So much time, she might as well train with them. But then, he wouldn’t have her in his arms as he did now. Even if it wouldn’t last, he had this moment.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Jessica E. Subject is the author of science fiction romance, mostly alien romances, ranging from sweet to super hot. Sometimes she dabbles in paranormal and contemporary as well, bringing to life a wide variety of characters. In her stories, you can not only meet a sexy alien or two, but also clones and androids. You may be transported to a dystopian world where rebels are fighting to live and love, or to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.
When Jessica is not reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to go to fitness class and walk her Great Pyrenees/Retriever her family adopted from the local animal shelter.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com.

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Bryce, the first book in the Galactic Defenders series, is 99¢ until April 19.

Friday, March 24, 2017

Why Cara Bristol Writes About Aliens

Why I Write About Aliens

By Cara Bristol

Once word got out about Alien Mate, I was asked why I chose to write about aliens. I hope readers realize that I’ve been writing about aliens all along. The Breeder trilogy has alien main characters, and even though cyborgs are the leading men of the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance series, there are alien secondary characters, villains, and even two alien heroines.

Romance in all its subgenres offers readers escape and vicarious wish fulfilment. All heroes are handsome, powerful, funny, sexy, rich, and in sci-fi romance (as well as fantasy and paranormal), the male leads can be all of that and more.  They can have special powers or superhuman abilities. For an author, writing about aliens offers flexibility in story and character development. Aliens can be whatever you want them to be.

With villains and/or secondary characters in particular, an author has tremendous creative freedom because they don’t have to be humanoid. In the Breeder series, I created an alien whose skin exuded a caustic substance that burned on contact. In the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance cyborg series, I introduced the reading world to the Arcanians, the pickpockets of the future who have six eyes and “sticky fingers.”

The heroes and heroines of sci-fi romance still need to be humanoid to appeal to human readers, but an author can still have fun and create interesting characters with unusual traits, habits, customs, and abilities. Alien Mate is a “mail order bride” romance in which Earth exiles its female felons and sentences them to become the mates of aliens. The men are tall, dark, handsome, muscular, strong—and horned. There’s a scene in the book where the heroine finds out about the horns. “Dakonians” have never seen blue-eyed blondes, so when they see the heroine for the first time, they think she’s very alien looking and “unnatural.”

Writing about aliens also makes me look at my own world in a more questioning way. What is normal? What things do I take for granted? How would my Earth culture be viewed by someone not of this world?   


  An excerpt from Alien Mate
“Any idea what the aliens look like?” I’d kept to myself, but I’d heard rumors our intended “mates” were scaly blue with long tails. Only recently had Terra One World made contact with Dakon. I’d been told the aliens “looked like us,” but I had little confidence in my government to tell the truth.

“I did a little ’net research before they transported me to the shuttle,” Andrea explained. “They are humanoid, genetically compatible with us, but they’re taller, much more muscular, and bigger.” She held her hands about a meter apart.

“Are you talking about their penises or their bodies in general?” Tessa asked.

Shit, I hoped Andrea was referring to their bodies. I eyed the span between her palms.

Andrea rolled her eyes. “Their bodies in general. I did not research their junk.”

“It would be proportionate, though, wouldn’t you think?” Tessa persisted. You could take the girl out of the escort business, but you couldn’t take the escort business out of the girl.

Andrea placed her index fingers to her forehead so they stuck up. “And they have—”

“Antenna?” My jaw dropped.

“More like horns.”

“That’s worse!”

“Vestigial horns. Mostly hidden by their hair.”

“So we’re the court-ordered brides of horned aliens who may or may not have big dicks,” I said.

“That’s the size of it.” Andrea snickered.

I got up and moved to the observation window. Without the filtering effects of a planetary atmosphere, stars in space didn’t twinkle. They appeared as solid points of light. We’d traveled far enough none of the constellations were familiar anymore.

“Dakon must be very far away.” We’d been on the ship for two months with thirty days left to go.
“It’s hyper speed compared to the three-year round trip the first contact took. Thanks to the illuvian ore, we’ll do it in three months,” Andrea said. “The Dakonians have been waiting a long time for their mates. After the first contact ship returned to Earth, it took a year to set up the program and recruit the first group of women.”

Tessa giggled. “They’re going to be really horny by now. In more ways than one.”

Alien Mate blurb
Falsely convicted of murder, I'm sentenced to life as a mail-order bride to an alien.
I'm Starr Elizabeth Connor. Earth's government falsely convicted me of a crime, packed me on a ship with other female felons, and sent us to Dakon, a primitive, frozen wasteland of a planet. Why? Earth needs minerals, and Dakon is desperate for females.

But I'm no barbarian’s 'mail order bride,' even if he is super tall, muscular, and the chief of his tribe. He doesn’t want a BBW blonde, either--it's written all over his chiseled face. He'll be truly angry if he ever learns what my 'crime' was.

I am Torg. I have waited 34 rotations for a mate of my own. With this shipment, I was sure to get a fine, sturdy mate who'll bear me many daughters. Instead, I receive a small, curvy, pale-haired female who looks at me with anger and fear.

It is only when we 'kiss' that I believe things may work out between us. But I'm hearing rumors that Starr and her shipmates are law-breakers. To survive, Dakonians must obey all laws … or be exiled into the frozen wasteland.  Just when I have found her, will I have to send my mate to die?

Alien Mate will be released April 10. Don't miss this sexy, suspenseful sci-fi romance--preorder your copy of Alien Mate today!

Meet the characters of Alien Mate. Download a free three chapter sampler: http://dl.bookfunnel.com/k5dew3u7eu
About the author
USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes steamy science fiction romance with an emphasis on the characters and their romance, with a little danger and adventure added for fun. She likes to say that she writes science fiction for readers who don’t like sci-fi.  Cara lives in Missouri with her alpha hero, her husband.

Twitter: @CaraBristol https://twitter.com/CaraBristol




Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Presenting ABDUCTED LIFE by Patricia Josephine @plynne_writes

The motivation behind Abducted Life
I've had people ask me where I get my story ideas, and usually, my answer is "I don't know. They just come to me." Which is true. I don't always remember what triggers a story, but sometimes I get lucky and do remember, though. Abducted Life is one story whose idea I remember where it came from: A dream.
Yeah, I know, cliché much?

But it wasn't I woke up with the dream fresh in my mind and started writing. I actually don't remember much about the dream. What I do recall is a guy in a silver prison trying to escape and he was a vampire, and the reason he was a vampire was because of aliens. I woke with the idea "What if vampires and werewolves were the result of alien experimentation?" After that, I can't remember how the story developed. I probably just started writing as per my usual fashion and let my imagination take me wherever.


Blurb

Savannah Janowitz’s perfect life was destroyed the night she and her boyfriend vanished without a trace. When she reappears a year later––alone––she’s a shell of her former self. Robbed of her popularity and her boyfriend, she has no memory of what happened to her. Savannah struggles to move forward as strange, new abilities manifest.

Evan Sullivan never gave extra-terrestrials much thought until the night he and Savannah were abducted. While Savannah’s memory was wiped clean, he remembers every horrific detail. Constantly reminded of the experiments that made him less than human, Evan hides in the shadows and watches Savannah rebuild her life without him. But neither can let the other go.

When their paths cross, Savannah and Evan finally see a glimmer of their old lives return. As they face what happened to them, they soon discover they aren’t safe. There’s more to fear than what’s hiding in the stars.




Returned Home––Abducted Life Teaser
White-hot light stung his eyes. The roar of an engine shook his eardrums, threatening to burst them. His arms and legs were pinned to the cold ground. Above, a massive craft hovered. It was black and sleek, like a giant Porsche with wings instead of wheels. Turbines beat out a frantic rhythm, and yellow lights flashed along its belly. With a low warble, the craft lifted up, vanishing among the stars in a matter of seconds.

Silence settled over the field. He rose to his feet. His only thought was to reach the girl lying motionless nearby. He stumbled across the flattened grass to Savannah. Her skin was washed white in the moonlight, and her strawberry blond curls were in tangles. She didn’t respond to his touch, but her breathing and pulse were steady. He gathered her into his arms.

In the distance, sirens wailed. Headlights raced down the road toward them. Panic lodged in his throat, and he bolted up. If they saw him…

The unconscious girl sprawled at his feet made him pause. He reached for her, but the dark green stripes coloring his arm made him recoil. He couldn’t allow her to see him either. She wouldn’t remember and would be repulsed with what they had done to him. He curled his fingers into a fist and ran to the edge of the field where the trees promised safety.

Hidden, he watched the police cars turn onto the field, kicking up dust in their wake. They skidded to a stop. Their headlights illuminated Savannah. Officers hurried to her with their hands on their guns. One knelt next to Savannah and placed two fingers on her neck.

“Call an ambulance,” he said. “She’s alive.”

“Is it her, Jimmy? The Janowitz girl?”

“I hope so.”

“But where did she disappear to? It’s been a year since she and Evan Sullivan went missing in this field.”

The officer beside Savannah shook his head. He stared at the starry sky. “Dunno.”

An ambulance’s red and white lights flashed in the darkness. Its call was mournful. The paramedics tended to Savannah. She woke as they worked. Tears blurred his vision when she whispered his name.

I’m here, Savvy.

But he wasn’t. He sank into the shadows of the forest and vanished.

Available for 99cents at Amazon.

About the Author

Patricia Josephine never set out to become a writer. In fact, she never considered it an option during high school and college. She was all about art. On a whim, she wrote down a story bouncing in her head. That was the start of it and she hasn't regretted a moment. She writes young adult under the name Patricia Lynne.

Patricia lives with her husband in Michigan, hopes one day to have what will resemble a small petting zoo, has a fondness for dying her hair the colors of the rainbow, and an obsession with Doctor Who.

You can find her lurking on Twitter, Google+, Goodreads, and Wattpad. Find the latest news at her website or sign up for her newsletter. A link to all her books can be found here.


Monday, February 22, 2016

Aliens



What is it about the word "aliens" that sends people into a tizzy and makes politicians talk about building electrified fences or walls? Unless we're one hundred percent Native American, our ancestors were aliens.

Since I steer away from political issues, that's not the kind of aliens I write about. My aliens are from another world. Outer space. That conjures up Devil Girl from Mars. Men in Black. Invasion of the Body-Snatchers. Planet of the Apes. Alien.

Hold on. I do not write about creepy aliens. I write science fiction romance. My stories are more like Buck Rogers, Star Wars, and E.T. with some Star Trek for good measure. Space adventure. My characters are people, more like you and me, living and working on starships or planets in other galaxies. Why, you may ask, do I write about them?

Because it's fun. I love a good adventure. Space exploration has fascinated me since we finally put a man on the moon. No, wait. Even before that. During every space launch, I was glued to the television set—black and white, at first, but that didn't make it any less exciting. The possibility of exploring beyond our universe intrigues me, captures my imagination. What if . . . Isn't that the way all stories begin in the author's mind?

What if people from an advanced society in another galaxy parked a starship above Earth? Does that sound like Independence Day? Nothing like that. This starship wanted to research our civilization? While the serious researchers examine Earth because of its similarity to their own world of the past, the younger, more enthusiastic crew members become enamored with  transmissions of our communication satellites. Forget War of the Worlds. How about Galaxy Quest meets Desperate Wives? Throw in a deranged scientist and a rebellion and you have the beginning of my Switched series.


What happened to the romance part of science fiction romances? Well, of course, there has to be hunky heroes (aren't they always?) and beautiful (ditto) heroines. (As we all know, hunkiness and beauty are in the eye of the beholder.) What if the hero and heroine are from different worlds, different cultures? The possibilities of conflict increase. The series revolves around two sets of twins, separated before birth. Yes, you read that right. Before birth.


 What if these twins switch places? Not once, twice. Will anyone figure it out? Can the "impostor" fool their twin's best friends, mother? 


Each book in the series demanded a sequel. Until the last one. "What if . . ." guided the stories. Just as we look at space exploration and wonder what's next. 

As our own space exploration ramps up with NASA pushing ahead on deep space exploration and private enterprise venturing forth, we might just come across those aliens. They're probably sitting back, watching us take our first steps, waiting for us to catch up with them.

To find out more about my Switched series, visit my website or my Amazon author page