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Lisa Oliver's Don't Tempt Fate

12/15/2017

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Don't Tempt Fate #11 of the Cloverleah Pack series. 

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Pack enforcer, Marius Reef has a lot on his mind. Life in Cloverleah has been quiet for months; giving him too much time to think. He still suffers nightmares from his father's abuse decades ago and now his brothers are mated, he is struggling to find and keep his place in the pack. Determined to be useful, his waking hours are spent patrolling the pack's territory but at night his dreams are haunted by a hunky blond, so perfect he couldn't exist in real life. 

As the Battle Lord for his people, Cathair is used to being sent from the elven realm to dispel injustices found on many realms including earth. Guided by the Seers, he's never questioned his assignments before. But when his father, the High Elder insists he must take a message to a tiny pack in the middle of nowhere, and actually stay with them, he puts up a token protest. His place was on the elven realm, wasn't it?

Prophecies and kidnappings, the evil that stalks Cloverleah is getting closer and all will be affected. Plagued with troubles and misunderstandings on both realms, Marius and Cathair must forge a bond or the whole pack could be lost. But when trouble comes from one of their own, the two men reach a crossroads. Will they choose the right path or will the fate of the Cloverleah pack be doomed?

This is an M/M story that includes some violence, references to past abuse and a scene of attempted rape (not between MCs). Like all of my books, it has an HEA, no cheating and no cliffhanger. However, the epilogue sets the scene for the next book in the series.  

This book is part of a series and while this story is based on one couple and is complete in itself; to appreciate the over-arching story line and the stories behind the secondary characters, reading the previous books in order is advised.

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“I’ve dreamed about you, you know,” Marius said as he felt a large presence suddenly appear behind him and his nose was filled with an intoxicating scent. He knew in his gut the elf would find him. “Is that an elven thing? Projecting desires into dreams before you find your hapless mate.”

“You seem to have me at a disadvantage.” Cathair’s voice was low and husky without the growl Marius was used to. “I’m not aware of a dream scenario or anything else associated with true mates. But then I’m young in elven terms. It’s possible my father might have advised me on such a thing if he’d felt I needed to be aware of it.”

“Young?” Marius tightened his arms around his chest, resisting the urge to turn around. He knew if he did he’d be humping the huge hunk like there was no tomorrow. His wolf and cock were certainly keen enough especially with the scent of jasmine and musk holding him captive. “Young is such a relative term when it comes to paranormals, don’t you think? How old are you? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“I’m one thousand and forty-two, and you can ask me anything.”

Oh, my fucking god. Marius was a reasonable age in shifter terms; older than Kane and Griff at eighty-two. “Were there still dinosaurs around when you were born?” Marius slapped his hand over his mouth as soon as the words were out, but it was too late.

Cathair chuckled. “I think my grandfather might have kept a couple as pets. But no, I’ve never seen one, much to my regret.”

He has a sense of humor at least. Marius’s whole body trembled with the effort not to turn. He knew, he just knew that if he turned around, his whole life as he knew it would be over.

“Tell me about these dreams.” Marius recognized the lowered tone for what it was. This man should never be allowed to speak. He’s too fucking sexy.

“They’re nothing,” Marius waved his hand without looking over his shoulder. “Ignore me. I’m just rambling. Shouldn’t you be at the pack dinner? Some of the unmated enforcers dressed up just for your benefit.”

“And yet you didn’t.” Marius was never more conscious of his worn jeans. “Those jeans do amazing things for your ass, pup.”

Pup? Marius whirled around in anger. “I’m no pup!” He snarled. “I’ll be eighty-three years old next month; old enough to be an elder by wolf shifter standards. Just because you’re almost old enough to be fossilized doesn’t mean you get the right to tease me about my age.”

“It got you to turn around and face me, didn’t it?”

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ABout Lisa Oliver

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Lisa Oliver had been writing non-fiction books for years when visions of half dressed, buff men started invading her dreams.  Unable to resist the lure of her stories, Lisa decided to switch to fiction books, and now stories about her men clamor to get out from under her fingertips.  

When Lisa is not writing, she is usually reading with a cup of tea always at hand. Her grown children and grandchildren sometimes try and pry her away from the computer and have found that the best way to do it, is to promise her chocolate.  Lisa will do anything for chocolate.

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Isobelle Cate's The Cynn Cruors Bloodline series

12/8/2017

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Rapture at Midnight

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Finn Qualtrough is an alluring Cynn Cruor sniper — a member of an order of immortal human/werewolf/vampire warriors bred by an ancient alchemist who used old age magick to guard the human race from evil supernatural beings.
Eirene Spence is a insomniac hacker with a reckless penchant for midnight walks in a moonlit Manchester park.
And together… they're a bonfire of passion!
In the midst of a long night of programming impenetrable firewalls for Dac Valerian, one of her more treacherous anonymous criminal clients, Eirene decides to take a stroll in the park under the full moon ... and is assaulted by a gang of supernatural villains known as the Scatha Crurors, the nemesis of the Cynn Cruors, who find pleasure in rape, pillage, plunder, and murder. Eirene fights off her torturers but can't quite escape them, and just when she fears she's about to die, she's rescued by Finn — a handsome, provocative stranger... whose touch ignites a hunger inside her that only he can satisfy.
By a twist of fate, Finn has been assigned to track down Dac Valerian. Only Eirene and her ingenious programming capabilities can help him. As the two work together, an undeniable attraction grows — Eirene awakens a desire within Finn to claim her as his own. She is the very essence of his immortal life. He is her soul. But, after uncovering her true identity, Dac wants Eirene dead. Now Finn must fulfill his mission while keeping the woman he's fallen in love with alive.

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Forever at Midnight

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He's an immortal, herculean warrior. She's the love of his life, a mortal tragically killed in battle the night before their wedding. Centuries later ... could it be she's still alive?
When Roarke—a handsomely brooding, supernatural Cynn Cruor warrior—catches a glimpse of Deanna—a beautiful Scottish maiden he pledged his undying love to eons ago—he thinks he's lost his mind. Because, unlike him, she's human. He's a hybrid warrior—part human, part vampire, part werewolf, bred by an ancient alchemist to guard humans from the evil Scatha Crurors, a race of dangerous shape-shifters led by the maniacal Dac Valerian.
Roarke met Deanna over 500 years ago. The night they vowed their undying love to one another, Deanna was murdered by the Scatha Cruors. And Roarke swears he buried her himself. But when Deanna turns up in Dac Valerian's club, a shock ripples through him, leaving him both fiery hot and stone cold. Roarke needs to know why she’s hidden herself from him all these years.
And he needs to make her his again.
Knowing her secret can only destroy whatever feelings Roarke has left for her, Deanna remains silent...until a twist of fate forces her to reveal everything.
Both heartbroken, Roarke and Deanna have to work together if they are to find a way of ending Dac's vast power once and for all. But their unquenchable desire for one another cannot be suppressed. 
Their passionate flame rekindled, can Roarke and Deanna destroy the vile Scatha Cruors, who tore them apart once before? Or will they be torn apart forever?

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Midnight's Atonement

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A supernatural war. An alluring journalist caught in the middle. A devouring lust…
Graeme Temple, a supernatural Cynn Cruor warrior, is nearly killed in a brutal siege of the evil Dac Valerian’s fortress on the Isle of Man, when he takes a silver bullet intended for his comrade, Roarke Hamilton. Both Roarke and Graeme are hybrid warriors, part human, part vampire, part werewolf, bred by an ancient alchemist to save humans from Dac’s murderous race of Scatha Crurors.
While on the mend, Graeme never expected to meet Kate Corrigan—an alluring investigative journalist trying to expose human trafficking ringleader—who kindles in Graeme a devouring lust, a desire to possess, and a need to protect. And Kate never meant to fall so quickly for such a mysterious—not to mention extremely hot—hero, whose attraction she can’t deny, no matter how hard she tries.
Kate is about to expose the councilor responsible for human trafficking when her friends are kidnapped to silence her. Incorrigible, Kate refuses to back down. She looks to Graeme for help—and a steamy affair she can’t resist...
Thrown together, Graeme and Kate find their attraction for each other becomes a passionate conflagration that will not leave them unscathed. But not all is cut and dried. Graeme realizes he and Kate are hunting the very villain he has been searching for—for centuries. He might have to sacrifice Kate’s budding love and devotion to complete his quest.
Will the feelings they have for each other be enough to destroy Dac Valerian and get them through? Will Graeme be the man to break through the walls of Kate’s heart?

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Midnight's Fate

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A dark, supernatural warrior and a gorgeous, brilliant doctor, thrown into each other’s lives in the middle of the rainforest . A steamy romance and a battle between good and evil.
Zac McBain is on a mission to find the source of the Specus Argentum—a stockpile of mystic silver that just so happens to be the only element that can destroy the Cruors, a supernatural race that’s been battling each other for centuries.
Zac is one of the Cynn Cruors, hybrids of werewolves, vampires, and men created to protect humans from the evil Scatha Cruors—paranormal torturers and murderers. Only problem is, the Scatha Cruors and their leader, the evil Dac Valerian, are searching for the silver as well.
Meanwhile in La Nahuaterique, a village hidden deep in the rainforests of Honduras, Faith Hannah is on a mission of her own.  A brilliant doctor in the field, she has a medical mission prompted by her wish to escape the problems that assail her in London. She never expected to be kidnapped and discover a whole supernatural world around her own—and she certainly didn't expect to feel such a sudden, intense need and longing for one of them...
The moment Zac sees Faith in the forest, his desire overwhelms him. But this attraction is more than just lust. In the middle of a hard-fought battle for the Specus Argentum, the passion fate has decreed between Zac and Faith begins to consume them in a steamy, erotic romance sure to make any reader weak in the knees.
But the impending war between the Cynn Cruor and Scatha Cruor comes to a head. Secrets are unearthed, loyalties are doubted... Can true love triumph over evil?

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My Haven, My Midnight

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An enchanting damsel in distress…and the sexy immortal that longs to claim her. 
For Amaryllis Hart, it’s just one thing after the other. After escaping an abusive uncle, she finds herself working for Jack Crawley, a sinister human who betrays her and sells her without hesitation to the evil shape-shifting Scatha Cruors—a fine way to repay her for being his most trusted lieutenant (and source of mind-blowing sex) all these years. All of a sudden, she’s tossed into a world she can’t believe exists: the Scatha battling the heroic vampire/werewolf hybrids known as the Cynn Cruors … and thrown into the arms of one such immortal who steals her heart. 
Colin Butler and Craig Shaw, both Cynn Cruors, return to Leeds abruptly after a secret Colin has been keeping for centuries resurfaces to haunt him. Could it be his long lost little brother, with whom he watched his parents brutally murdered centuries ago, is alive and working with the vile Scatha Cruors? Colin must come face to face with his past, and his future—Amaryllis, the violet-eyed beauty he longs to do more for than just rescue. She makes his blood curdle with desire…and she heals his soul. Unbearable tensions mount as Colin and Amaryllis embark on a passionately hot love affair they can’t resist. But when Dac Valerian and Herod D’Argyl—two of the Scatha Cruors’ most dangerous leaders—turn up in Leeds, Colin has to make the hardest decision of his life: walk away from his past, or avenge the brutality bestowed on his family and lose the woman he loves—forever.

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Midnight's Paradox

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It begins in an ancient castle, impulsive hot stranger sex and leads to a world she never believed existed.
In Isobelle Cate’s SIXTH erotic paranormal romance, it's been hundreds of years since immortal Cynn Cruor warrior Blake Strachen buried what little was left of his family. And it's been three years since his last unsuccessful raid on his nemesis Dac Valerian. Enemies are still at large. Too much is left unfinished.
Restless, Blake is wandering through the deserted streets of Edinburgh in the early morning hours when he encounters the ghost of a woman, a witch hung centuries ago, who speaks cryptically of  "the sins of the father”. But before he can ask her what she means, she disappears with the first light of dawn. Dawn means that Blake--a vampire-werewolf-human hybrid--must find shelter, and he stumbles into the Great Hall of Edinburgh Castle before visiting hours. But he's not alone...
Phoebe Ruth has come to work early at the old castle when she notices the dark shadow of a man handling a relic sword with surprising ease. A powerful and disturbingly attractive man. Sparks ignite immediately, the two strangers wordlessly embracing with an uncontrollable passion neither of them understands... But just like that, Blake disappears. All day, like a stereo needle skipping over a vinyl scratch, Phoebe replays the steamy sexual encounter of the early morning--the hunger that threatened to devour her. Was it just an arousing dream? But when Blake rescues Phoebe from an assault by thugs in the cemetery, each becomes enraptured by the other. Forever.
Phoebe has read of the Cynn Cruors in her father’s journal and believes they're only the ravings of a grief-stricken man after losing his wife. But after several chance encounters, she begins to realize that the Cynn Cruors' world is as real as the dark stranger's bonfire of burning kisses. Both Phoebe and Blake have sordid pasts to sort through. And these chance encounters inexplicably link the two lovers together in more ways than one...

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Midnight's Yule

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Luke is at his wit's end. Another dead end in his pursuit to find out more about his past has him questioning whether all this work is worth it. When a hotel appears in the middle of the National Mall, he's convinced all remaining sanity has deserted him. Instead, he comes to the end of his quest…
And the beginning of Adara Kerslake.
Hiding away in The Hotel, Adara wants nothing to do with the Cynn Cruors – vampire-werewolf-human warriors. The race she belongs to. She’s safe where she is. It seems nothing will lessen her distrust—until Luke Griffiths appears in the sanctuary and makes her heart take off at a gallop. And that's bad.
Very bad.
Some secrets have reasons. Some secrets need to come to light. As a new threat emerges that can hurt one of their own, Luke brings Adara to meet the Cynn Cruors. Immediately, Luke is given an assignment that goes against everything he has vowed to never do again. Surrounded by the very Cynn Cruors she had spent her life avoiding, Adara isn't sure she can wait for Luke. It might be time to go.
For good.

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Firebinders: Marek

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A firebinder. A scientist. A blood that heals. A blood that kills. A supernatural mortal in search of his kind. A woman in danger of losing her life and her heart.
Marek Bannach, a firebinder, is in search of the rest of his kind – mortals with the gift of fire in their blood – before they are killed off by someone only known as The Shadow. Accepting his friend’s help of a meeting with a powerful witch in New Orleans, his thoughts of self-preservation get derailed when he rescues a woman who stirs his blood not realizing that she has something he needs.
Gwen Fraser never expected a man with the deepest blue green eyes to keep rescuing her from danger. He intrigues her and sets her heart racing. Escaping those who want to harm her because of her research, she agrees to go to New Orleans with him. En route, he gives her an unguarded moment of pleasure, not realizing that he has something she wants.
Thrown together by circumstances dictated by Serendipity, they succumb to the passion that engulfs them even if only for a few days. But danger isn’t far behind and Gwen’s life is under threat once more.
Now that he has found the woman the universe has decreed to be his, Marek must keep her safe at all cost.
Because he is nothing without her.

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About Isobelle Cate

​Isobelle Cate is a woman who wears different masks.  Mother-writer, wife-professional, scholar-novelist.  Currently living in Manchester, she has been drawn to the little known, the secret stories, about the people and the nations:  the English, the Irish, the Scots, the Welsh, and those who are now part of these nations whatever their origins.  Her vision and passion are fuelled by her interest and background in history and paradoxically, shaped by growing up in a clan steeped in lore, loyalty, and legend. Isobelle is intrigued by forces that simmer beneath the surface of these cultures, the hidden passions, unsaid desires, and yearnings unfulfilled.

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Alpha City series by Bryce Evans

12/1/2017

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Obsessions (Alpha City 1)

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​A city run by shifters? In Alpha city, wolves, bears, tigers, panthers, and jaguars live together in peace, centered and led by the Council of Alpha’s. Ryder Malone, is the Alpha of his werewolf pack. He carefully balances his responsibilities as the official head of the Council, and older brother to his sister Zoey, but when she decides to leave for college, he finds himself drawn to her roommate. Like an obsession, London Grey is under Ryder’s skin. To his shock, the young witch orphan, and her best friend decide to move back to Alpha City with Zoey to create a new business. But someone in Alpha City doesn’t want them to succeed. 
Like a bad itch, mysterious happenings haunt the newcomers and the town’s Alpha. Can they figure out the mystery before tragedy happens? Or will Ryder and London’s own chemistry cause them to miss the obvious?

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Cravings (Alpha City 2)

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​Zoey Malone has it all. Her best friend is now her sister in law, and her partner in a new and thriving business, she’s treated like a princess by the members of her pack, and she’s found the man she wants to give her heart to in Kayden Lynn, Alpha of the Panther Pride. When business takes her to sunny Las Vegas and puts her in the path of Alpha wolf Johnny Ringo; she has to make a decision between the guaranteed security Johnny offers, and a deep soul-stealing love with Kayden. 

Forced back to her hometown, and hurt by the man who’s held her heart for years, she and the rest of the Malone Pack are threatened by outside forces. Will Kayden be the man she knows he can be, and come to her rescue, or will his pride put an end to their future before it starts?

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Choices (Alpha City 3)

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​As the Alpha of his Jaguar clan, Judd Walsh is supposed to be open minded and objective in all decisions. However, he draws the line when it comes to vampires. A vampire stole the life of someone important to him, and he would rather be protecting anyone else. Until a pretty vampire sparks his jaguar like no one else ever has.

Maggie Lamont came to Alpha City to join in the fight to protect her people and others like them. As a healer, her blood can bring shifters and other magical beings back from the brink of death. Her life unexpectedly takes a left turn when she saves the life of a pack princess, and she comes face to face with Judd Walsh. 

Once lit, the fires of the mating call can’t be extinguished, and these two reluctant souls are caught between a rock and a hard place. Neither desires a mating, but neither can walk away. Faced with the continuing battle for all their lives against the dangerous Claudia Blackwood, the choices they make today, will certainly affect all of their tomorrows.

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Seductions (Alpha City 4)

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​Sage Wingate is fighting for control in her chaotic life. A bad-ass Bear Shifter intent on mating her, a deadly war with a powerful witch, and Sage’s overwhelming need to get revenge for her own past hurts, all bringing her to brink of madness. Brody King is an Alpha in the truest sense. His need to protect his pack and his loved ones, is only over shadowed by his desire for the pretty witch running for her life. She may have doubts about her destiny, but his nose knows best, and he’s going to pursue her with everything he has. The war only grows more deadly as shifters are pushed to their brink. Will Brody and Sage stay focused and alive, or will they get lost in the seductions of the mating lust. Only time will tell…

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Temptations (Alpha City 5)

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​Nolan Banks, Alpha of the Bank Tigers faces many things in his role as the leader of his kind. When he meets Skylar, she’s the most intriguing woman he’s ever seen. His instincts scream at him he can trust her, but she represents everything he hates most; Dragon shifters. He has to decide if she is gathering information for her brother, and use her to discover their weaknesses and use that knowledge to wipe out her entire clan, and kill her at the same time. 

Skylar is known throughout the shifter world as the last Dragon Princess. Her brother Jamal is hated, and now that she’s pledged her allegiance to fight with the Alphas of Alpha City, her brother will be after her as well. What she hadn’t planned on, was the Alpha of the Banks Tigers to mean so much to her. 

Time has run out in Alpha City for the Alphas who run it. They must band together to face a danger more powerful than anything they’ve ever known. With all their lives on the line, it’s not a question of when, but who, will die next.

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​As a mother, wife, and career law enforcement officer, Bryce Evans deals with a variety of people on a daily basis. With her days packed full of packing lunches, fighting crime, and taxiing kids around, she uses her nights to dream of exotic worlds and intriguing characters and bring them to life. Her characters are strong, and resilient, but harbor enough heart to make you fall in love with them. 


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KD Jones - Earth Evolution Series

11/24/2017

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DESOLATION (Earth Evolution Series book 1)

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Warning: For Mature Adult Audiences. Contains language and actions some may deem offensive. M/F

Maggie James was sixteen years old when the Earth self-destructed. She’s spent the years since fighting to protect herself and the band of subway-dwelling misfits who took her in. Every day is a struggle to survive, and she’s seen the best and the worst of humanity. Hope seems lost until a tall, gorgeous hunk of a man from another world appears out of nowhere.

Captain Liam Estros a soldier for the Drastan Nation who has been sent to investigate a mayday call over five years old. Believing the detour a waste of time, he doesn’t take the hunt for survivors seriously until he’s captured and taken hostage by a small human woman.
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In a world torn asunder by ignorance and violence, some will always revel in the chaos, preying on those just trying to survive. Heroes will rise from the ashes, and hope will come from the stars. Two hearts and two species. They must both overcome terrible odds to find love in desolation.

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​RESISTANCE (Earth Evolution Series book 2)​

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Up until recently, Rachel James’s life has been wonderful and carefree, bordering on the side of spoiled. She is the apple of her parents’ eye. However, she has had to learn to live in her big sister Maggie’s shadow, whom everyone had assumed was dead. But now, her sister is back from the dead. Rachel’s comfortable and easy life is turned upside down. On top of all that, Rachel has to fight off continuous unwanted attentions from one hunky but annoying alien, but while she is off her game, she finds it harder and harder to ignore her attraction to him.

Lieutenant Kyle Estro of the alien nation of Drasta finally gets a lead assignment of his own to command. Unfortunately, it turns out to be a babysitting job for the healers to help with the Earth survivors. How is he to prove to his father, the Great Commander, that he is just as good as his big brother and he can be a true commander? But the one bright side to the assignment is that he gets to spend more time with the beautiful Rachel, the only woman who has resisted his charms so far. Their attraction turns quickly into more than either of them expected. 

But trouble arises that threatens the tenuous bond he has formed with Rachel. Not everyone on Earth is happy about aliens coming to their planet. Many fear an all-out invasion. Danger is everywhere. Will Rachel and Kyle finally give in to their growing attraction for one another? Or will it be too late, as others try to tear them apart?


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​ATONEMENT (Earth Evolution Series book 3)

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Mediko Jared Estro is a brilliant scientist, head of the mediko team on the Drastan fleet, and a well respected member of the Drastan community. So why does he lose all common sense the moment he is around the beautiful human female?

Lily Tyner survives losing her husband during a nuclear disaster and raised her young son in the most inhospitable environment. She will do anything to give her son Thomas a better life. Even if that means putting up with a self-righteous alien who is too good looking for his own good.

Both of them are haunted by tragedies in their past. Nothing worth having is ever easy, which is what these two find out when someone else wants to claim Lily for their own. Will they let their past keep them from making a future together? Or will these two strong wills seek comfort in each other and in the end find their Atonement?

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​AWAKENING (Earth Evolution Series book 4)

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***For Mature Audiences Only***

A woman with no memory of who she is but is determined to make her own decisions.
A sexy alien who wants to keep her safe...among other things he would like to do to her.
Will they give in to their attraction?
Who knows what will happen during their Awakening.


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​DEFIANCE (Earth Evolution Series book 5)

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***Adults Only***

Commander Devlon Estro has the survival of an entire race of people depending on him—and his own people’s protection on top of that. His superiors are pressuring him to quickly get the people of Earth set up to take care of themselves, so that he can return to Drasta. The problem is that the Earth’s people are fighting his every effort, and now there are threats to his people to consider. One Earthling has been a constant thorn in his side; a frustrating, but very sexy and beautiful thorn. 

Heather Bates has struggled her whole life to be taken seriously. First as a wife on Earth, wanting to work against her husband’s wishes, and then in a workforce that favored men. That struggle continues even now: someone wants to take her position as a tribe leader and they are willing to kill to make that happen. Her concentration should be on her people and protecting her status, but thoughts of a sexy alien commander plague her. 

Can opposing sides come together for the betterment of life? Will hatred destroy everything they have worked for? Or will love defy all obstacles? The only way to find out is to take the journey with us in Defiance.


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​REDEMPTION (Earth Evolution series book 6) 

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Lieutenant Nix Saber has worked hard to earn her position with the Drastan fleet. Her talents have been wasted training warriors, but now she’s finally getting the opportunity to help rebuild Earth’s substructure underground. Not all the humans are happy with her people’s help, but her real problem is with a human male who always seems to get under her skin.

​Corey Nash is a survivor. Years in the tunnels after the nuclear disaster taught him that the only person he could really count on was himself. Given the opportunity to train with the Drastan warriors, he jumped at the challenge. Now his people need him to return to the tunnels to help build a city below where they can thrive. If only he didn’t find that bossy Drastan female warrior so distracting.

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​KD Jones

KD Jones is Amazon's Bestseller in Science Fiction Romance and Women's Adventure. She has been a huge fan of both romance novels and science fiction novels since she was 16 years old. Her favorite television shows growing up were Star Trek and Doctor Who. When not writing, she can usually be found curled up on the couch with a good book, working on her hobby of photography, or spending time with her family. As a single working Mom she wants to show her son that a person can follow their dreams no matter how old they are and where they are in life. Dreams can come true if you work hard and keep believing.

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More By KD Jones

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Katieran Prime Series

Katieran Prime (KP Book 1)
Prime Commander (KP Book 2)
Prime Medic (KP Book 3)
Kiljorn Prime (KP Book 4)
Prime Deliverance (KP Book 5)
Prime Salvation (KP Book 6)
Colonial Prime (KP Book 7)
Katieran Prime Celebration (KP Book 7.5)
Kiljorn Commander(KP Book 8)
Katieran Prime Miracle (KP Book 9)
Colonial Commander (KP Book 10)
Infiltration (KP Book 11)
Discovery (KP Book 12)

Galactic Cage Fighter Series

Rage (GCF Book 1)
Talon (GCF Book 2)
Taurus (GCF Book 3)
Zara (GCF Book 4)
Hammer (GCF Book 5)
Zen (GCF Book 6)
Torch (GCF Book 7)
Maxim (GCF Book 8)
Ronin (GCF Book 9)
Nigel (GCF Book 10)
Dom (GCF Book 11)

Strange Lake Falls Series

Strange Lake Falls Vampire (SLF Book 1)
Strange Lake Falls Werewolf (SLF Book2)
Strange Lake Falls Vampire Mistress (SLF Book 3)
Strange Lake Falls Panther (SLF Book 4)
Strange Lake Falls Gypsy Wolf (SLF 5)
Strange Lake Falls Forbidden Wolf (SLF 6)
Strange Lake Falls Witch (SLF 7)


​​Inter-Galactic Bounty Hunter Series

Inter-Galactic Bounty Hunter (IGBH Book 1)
Tempting Bounty (IGBH Book 2)
Rising Bounty (IGBH Book 3)

7even Circles

Moon Is Calling (7C Book 1)
Mercury Rising (7C Book 2)
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Topics of Discussion

11/18/2017

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In an effort to engage, and possibly make my bleak isolated small-town life seem less so, I’m opening up the blog for an article slot called Topic of Discussion. Between my rants about plot bunnies interrupting my ability to write one book at a time, articles about writing, author spot lights (which I need to host another one), and my own releases I thought I’d throw this in to help fill in the ranks.
 
Now, what exactly will be available for these topics? Anything! Movies, books, TV shows of all genre, Current Events, Art, Pets, and even if people so chose the weather. No idea how I’d make an article about cloudy skies and cold temperatures interesting, but I’ll try. Maybe I could write the article while sitting outside in the freezing air and watch my hands shake and tremble over the keyboard?
 
This first article isn’t really going to discuss any one topic in general. I’m just putting the word out there. You can either leave a comment below about a topic you’d like to see, or you can follow me on Twitter and Facebook where I’ll post polls on possible topics. If you don’t like one of the options available on the poll, you’re more than welcome to leave your desired topic in the comments of the poll.
 
Please remember that whichever topic you pick, I will be discussing my opinion on that topic. This could differ from yours, and probably will. I ask that you be polite in responses and remember that not everyone shares the same points of view. For some topics, I’ll try and remain neutral, if that is what is requested. Showing both sides of a topic if need be. I’m open to any possible ideas.
 
Okay, so here’s your first chance! This first topic is entirely open! Just leave a comment below on what topic you’d like to see me write about.
 
Thank you and I look forward to your topics!

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Hustle of the Gunman

11/9/2017

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New Release!

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Plot:

Darrel has been after Toby since he first stepped foot onto the Galaxia. He can see the longing in the communication officer’s eyes, and he wants to bring it to the surface. The problem is every time he gets near the other, Toby flees like a scared kitten or shows his claws.

Toby has never told anyone that he likes men. The scars from his upbringing still haunt him and make him reject who he really is. Due to this, he can’t accept Darrel, no matter how much he wants to.

When Samuel Jones approaches Sidney with a new job--he wants them to smuggle a couple of crates to Neo-Terra, a planet torn by civil war--it presents a turning point for Darrel and Toby.

​Will Toby let Darrel in? Will they even make it off the planet alive?
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Darrel closed the case holding the automatic laser guns, and locked it. Captain’s orders that all the weapons remain under lock and key while they were in port. Personal weapons could remain on the crew, but any of the larger equipment used for boarding and sieges were to be locked up. The lock was a six-digit code that could only be opened by Darrel, Sidney, Craig, Brian, and Maggie. Furthermore, they each had their own code, which was recorded by the computers.

Checking the armory, he made sure everything was in place before heading out. He needed to go check on turret number five before he could call it a day. He’d noticed a delay in the rotation of the gun when he’d done a manual check of all ten turrets. He was hoping it was just a worn track. If it was a problem with anything finer than that, he’d have to ask Steven for help.

Stretching his arms behind his back, he made a mental checklist of everything he’d gotten accomplished today, and everything he still needed to do before they set out again. Captain hadn’t given them a timeframe for this little vacation, so Darrel wanted to be ready to go as soon as possible. The last thing they needed was to be caught with their defenses down.

Thinking of defenses, he should probably talk with Steven about the shields and make sure they were up to a hundred percent again.

Turning left down the corridor, Darrel double-checked his mental list again, adding to check the shields to it this time. Halfway to the lift, he heard the door open and watched as someone walked out. There weren’t a lot of people on the Galaxia that were so petite in stature—actually, there were only three. The man’s hair was too dark to be Sandy and too short to be Tony, which left only one, and Darrel had to stop himself from smiling as Toby headed right for him.

“Captain wants to see you,” Toby said, stopping a few feet from Darrel, his arms crossed in front of him.

“Okay.” Darrel nodded, as his eyes traveled along Toby’s body, taking everything about him in. He had shortly cropped dark brown hair and eyes so dark they appeared almost black. He didn’t stand no more than five-six, coming to Darrel’s shoulder when he stood straight. Toby was also thin. Like, give the man a sandwich thin.

Toby stood in front of him for a minute longer, his eyes darting about the corridor like he was some kind of caged animal before he nodded again and turned to leave. Reaching out, Darrel caught the other man’s arm and prevented him from leaving.

Those large, dark eyes met his own lighter brown ones, before looking down to where Darrel had ahold of him. “Let go,” Toby instructed softly.

Yeah, he really should do that. He should let Toby go and allow him to be on his way and about his business. Too bad Darrel never could seem to do what he “should” when the smaller man was involved.

Pulling Toby closer to him, Darrel pivoted so he had the other guy pressed against the wall. “You ever going to stop running from me?” Darrel asked, his head leaning down so his face was hovering in front of Toby’s. “Or do I scare you that much?”

For a second, Toby’s eyes did swim with fear, but they quickly hardened and Darrel felt the prick of a knife pressed to his throat. Looking down without moving, he whistled low as he caught sight of light glinting off the antique k-bar. It always surprised him how much Toby preferred old knives. The guy had dozens of them, though the k-bar presently pressed to his throat was his blade of choice. He was also rather skilled at handling the different types of edged weapons. Hell, he could use a fucking katana.

“You know I’m not scared of you,” Toby replied, the blade pressing into his skin just the tiniest amount more before it was gone just as fast as it appeared. “I just can’t return your affections.”

“You’re lying,” Darrel said, stepping back and giving the other man room. How long had they been playing this cat and mouse game? Darrel would approach and Toby would flee. He’d corner the guy, and his claws would come out. He never pushed far enough to where Toby had to use those claws though, and he never would. “I know you want me.”

Toby sighed, his shoulders sagging as he rested his weight against the wall. “You’re delusional. I’d see Doc about that if I were you.”

Darrel laughed at that. These small moments, though seemingly hostile to an outsider, were the best parts of his day. “Suit yourself, but I’ve waited this long. What’s a few more years for you to finally admit it?”

Not waiting for his answer, Darrel started back for the lift. Sidney wanted to see him, and he couldn’t keep the captain waiting.

“He’s in his office!” Toby shouted after him right before he stepped onto the lift.

Saluting to the other man, even if he couldn’t see it, Darrel pressed the button for the first deck and headed up. As he waited patiently for the lift to move, he wondered what he could do to finally break past Toby’s personal barriers. The guy was locked tighter than an Alliance Bank. He’d tried every combination possible to try and get anything besides rejection from the other man, and he’d failed each time.

Darrel wasn’t deluding himself, he knew Toby held the same desires for him. He could see it in his eyes when Toby searched him out in a crowd. Or how he relaxed a little more whenever Darrel was near in a tense situation. Another example was when Darrel did press his luck. If anyone else tried that, Toby would just slit their throat and be done with it.

He just couldn’t imagine why the other man would deny himself like this when Darrel was so obviously willing.

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Darrel kissed up his back, his chest soon blanketing Toby from behind. His teeth scraped along his shoulder as a third finger slid in beside the other two. “You’re doing great, little minx,” he praised him. “So, tight. I can’t wait to be inside you.”

Toby moaned, his forehead pressing against the mattress. A third finger was certainly a lot harder to take than just two. Darrel’s kisses, alternating between firm and gentle, the stroke of his hand on his cock, and the attention he continually gave to his prostate kept him distracted enough that he soon found himself moaning and crying out for Darrel to let him come.

How many times did this make that his lover had brought him to the precipice of completion, only to have him pull back at the last possible second? Toby’s cock was throbbing in Darrel’s hand, his balls pulled up tight between them. He could feel Darrel’s rock hard length pressing against his ass cheek, precum leaking and dripping down his leg.


“Darrel,” Toby cried, wiggling around to try and get his lover’s cock aligned with his entrance. “Darrel, please.”


“Shit.” Darrel groaned. He pulled back, and using his own precum, slicked up his shaft and pressed it against Toby’s hole. “This isn’t going to be as comfortable as if we had lube.”


“I don’t care!” Toby whined, pushing back on Darrel’s cock. He could feel his engorged head pressing against him and he was done waiting. “Darrel, fuck me,” he whimpered.


Several unintelligible words escaped his lover before Darrel thrust forward and his cockhead broke through Toby’s entrance. Biting back a cry, Toby pressed back, encouraging him to continue. He already knew the discomfort would fade eventually, leaving only wonderful pleasure in its wake. Darrel continued inside Toby slowly, despite Toby’s insistence to be filled now.


With each new inch Darrel pushed in, Toby could feel himself filling and stretching beyond a point he’d ever experienced before. Sure, he had other male lovers, but they were usually prostitutes, and none of them were this big. Darrel had to be pushing some kind of record. If not for length, then for girth at the very least!


By the time he bottomed out, Toby was panting from the exertion. Maybe he should’ve let Darrel continue with his preparation? Or held off until they were back on the Galaxia with lube available. Then again, it was too late to back off now.


Darrel’s hands massaged up and down Toby’s back, easing some of his discomfort as he kissed him lovingly. The gentle caress did wonders to soothe him.


“Ready?” Darrel asked, his mouth lingering against Toby’s ear.


Unwilling to trust his voice, Toby nodded.


“If it’s too much, let me know.” Darrel kissed his neck. “I don’t want to hurt you. This is supposed to be pleasurable for the both of us.”


“O-okay.” Toby’s voice was shaking, which was exactly why he hadn’t said anything in the first place, but he just knew that if Darrel didn’t get a verbal response they’d remain in the same, unmoving position until he did. “I’m fine.”


“Little liar,” Darrel taunted before pulling out to the tip and then slowly sliding back inside. Toby shivered. It felt really good on the outstroke, but when Darrel’s head grazed his prostate on the way back in, he whimpered, his shoulders falling to the bed. “Seems I won’t have to search for that spot.”


Oh, he didn’t have to search for it. Toby doubted Darrel would ever be able to miss his prostate, with how thick he was.


“I’m going to start now,” Darrel warned him.


Hadn’t he already started?


The answer came quickly enough as Darrel pulled out and thrust back in, his hips driving his cock deep into Toby with a force and preciseness that had him screaming as electricity vibrated along his entire body.


“Darrel,” he cried, his hips raising to meet each of Darrel’s powerful thrusts. “Darrel. Darrel. Darrel.”


“That’s right.” Darrel fucked him with powerful thrusts, each seemingly stronger than the one before. “Call out for me. Let the world know who it is that’s fucking you.”


“Oh fuck!” Toby screamed. One hand fisted in the sheets while the other scrambled for purchase on the wall to keep him in place as Darrel powered into him.


Each deep, penetrating thrust drove Toby closer and closer to that exquisite release he’d been seeking since he’d pulled Darrel into the shuttle. Now he was racing toward it at a breakneck speed.


“Darrel,” Toby chanted his man’s name like a magical mantra. It was the only thing that registered to him as his brain continually short-circuited.


“Right here.” Darrel growled. His hand moved back to retake hold of Toby’s cock. “Damn, you’re fucking dripping. Here, taste.” Suddenly Darrel’s fingers were at Toby’s mouth, the slick digits glossing his lips. “Open up.”


Trembling all over, Toby opened his mouth and allowed Darrel’s fingers in. The salty taste of himself was odd, but the sensation of those fingers thrusting in and out of his mouth in time with Darrel’s cock claiming him heightened the intensity already screaming through him.


“Hold on,” Darrel ordered. Toby had no idea what he meant by that, until he felt himself being pulled up so he was kneeling, his back arching back against Darrel’s chest as he fucked up into him. This new angle brought with it all new depths and sensations. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”


He moaned around Darrel’s fingers. He was so damned close.


“You want to come?” Darrel asked, removing his fingers from Toby’s lips and wrapping the dripping wet hand around his shaft. Instead of jacking him off though, Darrel tightened his hold around Toby’s cock, preventing his orgasm.


“Darrel, fuck,” Toby whined, thrashing against him.


“Answer me, Toby.” Darrel growled.


“Yes.” Toby sobbed. “I want to come. Fuck, make me come!”


“That’s right, little minx.” Darrel sounded all too pleased with himself as he started jacking Toby off in time with his thrusts. It didn’t take more than five passes of his hand and Toby was screaming his release. He’d forgotten all about the possibility of someone maybe hearing them as he emptied his load into Darrel’s hand.


​“Shit.” Darrel moaned. “Toby.” Hearing his name, so rough and needy, escape Darrel’s lips had Toby smiling right before he felt his lover jerk and release inside him.

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Plot Bunnies: Undead & Insane

10/30/2017

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Let’s take a break from characters and backtrack a small bit. As a writer, you might be plagued by an idea so insistent that you’re forced to stop everything you’re doing and focus on this new little bunny that just made it to your CPPC (central plot processing center). As you pause from your current manuscript, you turn to look at the new arrival only to stare in abject horror as you recognize the rotting flesh of an old discarded idea come back to life!

You run from the room and grab the nearest source of fire at your fingertips. In my case, that would be a propane tank and a lighter. Grabbing the zombiefied creature, that hardly resembles the once vibrant hopeful little bunny it once was, you tape it to that propane tank and light it off!

Fleeing the flames, you take shelter back inside your writing cave with peace of mind that the horrible creature is dead. Never to bother you again. Until you hear a rapping at your door and the scampering of furry feat across the floor.

​You back up against the wall, reaching for the nearest blunt object. Your fingers close around the handle of a baseball bat, I have no clue why you have one in your writing cave but you do, and you slowly creep towards the door. You reach out, and quickly, throw the door open and swing at the bunny standing before you. You swing and swing and swing some more until all that’s left is a pile of rotted goo. 

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Slumping against the door frame you wipe the sweat and blood from your face and think finally it’s dead. No way it can come back from that! But even as you think it, the goo starts to move and take form. The bunny rises from the pool of decay and rot.

​Having no other options at this point, you move swiftly! You get the vacuum and you suck that little bastard up. You deposit his half liquid, half solid remains in a metal box, and you jet out to the ocean. Because we all have private boats on standby. You sail at full speed out to the deepest part of the ocean and you drop that horrid creature right off the side of your boat. You watch. Counting the seconds and minutes as that box slowly descends to the dark crushing depths. Imaging the entire time, the box getting smaller and smaller, the bunny being destroyed from the inside out as it implodes.

You release a sigh of sweet relief and steer your boat back toward shore. You go home, you sit at your desk, and your fingers are now once again poised above your keyboard. You’re ready to get back to that book!

No you’re not!

He’s back, standing by your chair and smiling up at you. You look upon his lifeless gaze knowing this will be your last moments of sanity. Nothing will work. You can never escape the undead insanity of the plot bunny before you.

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So, you cave in. You pull up a new document and you write a story you know has no originality to it but you try to make something good out of it. Maybe the characters can salvage this train wreck of an idea. Or, you can try a new angle… if there even is one!

As a writer you might find yourself locked into an idea that has been done time and time again. As the saying goes, there is nothing original anymore. Everything has been done. Just like that undead plot bunny that continually rises from the grave to be rewritten over and over again.

It is up to you to come up with something new, even for a tired old story idea. Maybe you want to write something similar to a Beauty and the Beast style story. It is your job as the writer, as the interpreter of the undead plot bunny, to weave a tale with a different spice to it. A new approach. Maybe the beast is half man, half machine. An outcast in society because of his mechanical parts. He’s neither human nor robot. Maybe your beauty is an employee of this beast, and already knows of his gentle heart. Your beauty is desperate to show the beast that it’s okay for society to not accept him, as long as they have each other. There is no curse to be broken, just the jaded and lonely heart of one man to overcome! (this is my idea, stay away from it)

So, even as this Halloween comes around and you are faced with the idea of the insanity of the many undead plot bunnies abounding, remember it could be a blessing in disguise. Wait, I say before chopping off that rotting creature’s head! Listen to the tale he wishes for you to spin. Lend the insanity an ear, and just maybe a bit of it will find its way into your writing.

​Happy Halloween!

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Characters PArt Three

10/21/2017

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Villains!!

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I’ve mentioned it a few times on my Facebook page, but I LOVE a good villain. Nothing is more disappointing for me as a consumer of literature/film/comics or as a writer as when a story has a weak, dull, or stereotypical villain. With that in mind, let’s talk about how you can make a good villain for your story and how I go about fleshing out mine.
 
Firstly! Like with your MC, your big bad needs a backstory. How did he come to the point he’s at now? Why did she turn to a life of crime? What does the villain have against the MC? Where did their paths cross? Is their struggle something intimate or is it more grand and large scale?
 
Examples of MC to villain interaction is something like cops and robbers, hero and villain, arch enemies, rivals, parent and child, school bullies, century old grudge, the hero spilled coffee on the villain at just the wrong time and now they want him/her dead! Okay, that last one was a bit over the top, but if you set your villain up as someone who is on the verge of breaking it could work.
 
For me, I mostly use a business or family approach to my villains. In Galaxia Pirates my primary villains are the mercenary group the Red Falcon crew, and the Allied Navy. Seeing as the “heroes” of the story are pirates it would make sense their primary foe would be a form of law enforcement. The Red Falcon and crew get involved because they are often taking a job that puts them in direct opposition with the Galaxia Pirates.
 
In Itáyu Lake, the first antagonist is Jason Strand’s own family. Fueled by a centuries old grudge and misguided hate the family is bitter and prejudice. Jason’s life was hard because of his father’s views, views his siblings later reflected and pushed onto him.

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Your antagonist should be just as complex, if not more so, than your protagonist. I’m not saying you need to give your reader the complete life story. They don’t need to know how their first pet goldfish died and their parents just left him in the bowl to be found later… unless that plays into their spiraling path of seeing the world as a fleeting nothingness. See! Any little thing can lead to a good starting point of villainy.
 
Personally, I love the intimate connection with the hero. As I said, in Galaxia Pirates one of the primary antagonists are often put into the Galaxia crew’s path because of the jobs they take, but the captain of the Red Falcon has a past with the Galaxia’s captain and first mate. This personal connection drives him to greater leaps in logic when handling them. He wants his revenge!
 
Revenge is a perfectly acceptable drive for your villain. Revenge also works well for a hero. Maybe they both see the other as having wronged them and they want mutual revenge against each other? The part you focus on and show in the more positive light would show which is your hero vs villain.
 
Remember, a lot about your villain is perspective. Another example from my own writing, in the first Itayu Lake book, A Dragon’s Dream, Jason’s brother Jared is shown to be an antagonist. He’s against Jason’s mating to Mikhail. He even seems to share his father’s prejudice opinions. He’s completely unlikeable!
 
Until he gets his own story and the reader gets to see things from his perspective in the second book of Itáyu Lake, A Cougar’s Cry. Then he goes from being a villain to a sympathetic victim that you want to cheer for.
 
So, quick recap. You villains needs a backstory that justifies their actions. Some kind of connection with the hero needs to be made, even if it is only in passing. Use the correct perspective to frame your villain.

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​Now, for a final bit of advice, that’s a bit contradictory to what I just said. You story doesn’t need to have a villain. The conflict between the two characters, say in a love story, can push your plot along just fine. Villains are more for an external conflict. If you’re going for more of an internal thing, then you can bypass the villain entirely and just focus on what your character is going through, and the conflict he’s fighting within himself. Of course all good stories have both an external and an internal conflict.
 
Whether you chose to use a villain or not though, the tone should fit and be something that flows with the entirety of your narrative. It doesn’t make sense to suddenly have a villain thrown in the middle of your book if you haven’t lead up to it. So it’s always a good idea to think about the story as a whole and whether or not a villain is needed to propel the plot forward.
 
Good luck!

Plot Bunnies
Characters Part One
Characters Part Two
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SyFi Warriors Anthology

9/23/2017

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​Exotic new worlds, excitement, danger and a dragon-shifting alien. What more could you ask of a science fiction anthology? 
Check out these new stories from authors Rose Nickol, A.M. Halford, KD Jones, and Bethany Shaw.
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Lovers Lost in the Stars: By Rose Nickol

​Myla didn’t realize how different her life could be until she was kidnapped and stranded with two of the most devastating males she had ever met.  Captain Dwaain Moreson and his second Lewan were from the planet of Xylan and Protectors of the planet.  Dwaain was also leader of the planet. 
 
Finding Myla and her father stranded in space had been a stroke of luck for Dwaain.  Being attacked by the Meglan and stranded with the little female and Lewan worked nicely into his plans, plans for him and Lewan to be bonded to the woman. Would fate intervene again and take her away or would all their dreams come true?

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“Stop! You’ll hurt yourself,” Dwaain told her loosening his hold. He relaxed his arms enough that she could sit up straight.
 
Myla pushed against his shoulders enough to put some distance between them and sat her back straight. “Please let me up.”
 
Dwaain moved his hands to rest on the arms of the chair and let the little female up. “You cried out in your rest. I only wanted to console you.”
 
“Thank you. I appreciate your comfort. However, I’m to be life bonded to Naglan of the Leean. I would appreciate it if you showed more decorum.”
 
She stood before him, and even seated he was taller than she. Dwaain reached down and lifted her chin with one finger so that she was looking into his eyes. “I will do as I choose with you and you will like it.”
 
Myla took a deep breath, and her face turned red, but she said nothing. She knew better than to provoke him more. After all, she was still a prisoner and needed to keep her head about her. She didn’t know what he would do if she antagonized him.
 
“I will not hurt you, a little female. Anything I do I will guarantee you will enjoy. If I wanted to, I could have you screaming my name.” Dwaain held her chin between his fingers forcing her to look into his sage green eyes. Myla let out a little huff and twisted out of his grasp. “It is of no consequence. I am to be queen. I am betrothed. I cannot break the scared promise. It would bring shame on the royal family.”
 
Dwaain let her escape. “We will see, little female. We will see.” 
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Romancing a Space Ranger: by A.M. Halford

Planet Genus Nine is a key location for the human expansion into space and is presently used as a primary military base. Lieutenant James Wright is in charge of the new arrival, civilian architect Martin Black. Martin is on Genus Nine to build a new rec-center and hospital wing.
 
These two butt heads at any given situation, but an attack on the military base forces them to face their desires and each other. With an alien threat, meddling exes, and just their own stubborn prides in the way, can Martin and James find love together?

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Martin and Daryl had spent two days in deep conversation with the CO of the base and the CEO of their construction firm. What it all boiled down to was they were getting the help they needed to get back on track. Gerald was relieved of his job. Martin felt no remorse for costing the man his career. If he’d just reported the situation as it was, then there would have been no problems. Delays were expected and understandable when dealing with these conditions.
 
Presently, he was standing in the middle of stacks upon stacks of supplies. He looked like a child lost in a maze as he gazed up at one pallet and checked the barcode number against the list on his tablet.
 
All the remaining supplies for the foundation arrived last night, at least that was the report. Martin was trying to ensure that was the case. The last thing he needed was for his guys to start pouring concrete over the rebar and laying out the second half of the foundation just to have to stop part way through because of another error.
 
He was about halfway through the check.
 
“Why don’t you have someone else do this?” James asked him from his place watching from a vantage point. Not that there were too many vantage points in this maze of crates and pallets. “You are the one in charge. Labor like this shouldn’t be your primary duty.”
 
“That’s where you’re wrong,” Martin smiled. James had started opening up around lunch time yesterday. The Ranger seemed intrigued by the fact Martin took such a hands-on approach to his job. “To ensure the site runs smoothly and efficiently is my job. That includes checking the supplies. I’d rather Daryl and his team place their efforts where needed, laying the foundation and getting us back on schedule. I, on the other hand, usually have hours of free time which would normally be spent in an air-conditioned office.”
 
“Was that a complaint or were you bragging?” James frowned.
 
Shrugging, Martin looked to the man and winked at him, “You decide.”

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Elite Dragon Warrior: by KD Jones

Elite Warrior Markus traveled a long way from his home world of Drakonia. This new planet called Earth is strange and the people even stranger. He was there for one reason, to find more of his people and to protect them from enemies old and new. What he didn’t expect was to find a mate that both he and his dragon wanted to bond with. Things just got more complicated but he was a dragon-shifting warrior, he could handle anything.

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Val opened the two bottles of beer and set them up on the bar. Her customers, a couple of locals, winked at her as they grabbed their bottles. The phone rang and she glared over at her supposed help for the night, Tina, who was leaning over and flirting with customers instead of working. She should have told her boss that she would handle the bar alone tonight. Buz insisted, however, that since it was a Friday night she needed the help. Plus, Tina was his niece so there wasn’t much she could do.
 
Val reached for the phone and turned her back to the bar. “Saddle Up Saloon. Yes, of course we’re open. No, the kitchen shut down an hour ago. Happy to help.” She hung up and caught the sight of  several new customers coming up to the bar.
 
Turning around she greeted them, “Welcome to Saddle Up Saloon. What can I get you?” Holy shit! The three men that just came in were smoking hot, wearing leather jackets and tight-fitting jeans and dark sunglasses.
 
“Whatever is good,” the taller man with light reddish-streaked brown hair ordered.
 
She couldn’t help but gawk at him. The man had to be the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen. If only he took off his glasses. As if he could hear her thoughts, he took the dark sunglasses off and looked at her. She was stunned into silence. His eyes were a golden honey color, warm and welcoming. He cleared his throat.
 
“Miss, are you okay?”
 
Oh man, he probably thought she was rude or something. “Sorry, what did you want?”
 
He took a seat at the bar and the other two men sat as well. They were good-looking men too, but she couldn’t seem to take her eyes from this one with the gold eyes. The way he watched her had her nipples harden and she felt a pulsing in her pussy.
 
“I asked for three of whatever is good.”
 
“We don’t have hard liquor or mixed drinks, just wine and beer in bottle or on tap. Do you like dark or light beer?”
 
He hesitated for a moment, looking at his two friends before telling her, “Dark.”
 
“Okay.” She quickly went to get three dark beers from the cooler and opened them, then put them on the bar in front of each man. She stood there for a moment, not being able to move away, trapped in the first man’s golden eyes. “So are you guys just passing through?”
 
That was stupid—just about everyone passed through this small town. Rarely did anyone stay unless they got stuck somehow or were raised up here. She fit the first. She had come with an ex who broke her heart, stole all her money, and abandoned her there. She had no friends or family to call for help, but thankfully the locals were kind enough to take her in. She had been there now for three years, never making enough to go anywhere and really had no desire to leave. This small town had become her home.
 
“We will be here for a few days.” His voice was deep, with a bit of an accent she couldn’t place—sexy as hell. She bet he could talk women out of their panties with just the sound of his voice. Her body was feeling overheated. Touching her forehead, she was grateful it wasn’t sweaty.
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Phoenix Down: by Bethany Shaw

Nova’s family expects her to fail, and she’s determined to prove them wrong. Her first mission isn’t going to plan, though. Her ship has crashed and she’s the only survivor. Now, she must convince the handsome human that she means him no harm and is there to help him.
 
James doesn’t believe his eyes when he witnesses an alien attack in his backwater town. After watching one of his neighbor’s be obliterated by one of the invaders, he comes to the rescue of an injured young woman. He rushes the unconscious beauty back to his farm where he and his niece tend to her. When she awakens, he realizes there is something about her that isn’t quite human. Can he and his niece trust the enchanting alien?

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A groan drew him from his thoughts. James snapped his attention to the woman who lay on the ground. Another whimper escaped her lips. Blonde hair covered her face. She was petite but muscular. The black jumpsuit she had on hugged her figure, showing off her natural curves.
 
Her arm was mangled. Ice covered it from the tips of her fingers to her elbow. Her breathing was labored and soft moans blew out in time to her breathing. She wasn’t moving. If she was conscious it was barely.
 
James went to her side and knelt next to her. He pushed the hair out of her face, and stared. She was gorgeous with thin, pink lips, a round face, and small nose.
 
Her sapphire eyes flicked open. They were brighter than any eyes he’d ever seen, almost shining. She mumbled something but it wasn’t in English.
 
“It’s okay,” he said.
 
The woman’s eyes fluttered shut.
 
“Hey,” he said, putting his hand on her neck to find her pulse.
 
A slow but steady thrum met his fingers. He let out a breath and looked around. It’d be risky to move her, but he couldn’t just leave her while he found help – assuming he could find it at all.
 
He wasn’t a field medic, but he’d seen enough carnage to know she looked stable. Hopefully there was no internal bleeding. He scooped her up and carried her to the truck that still sat idling in the field.
 
James opened the passenger door and set her in the seat, doing his best not to jostle her. He closed the door and hurried to the driver’s side, hopping in, and putting it in gear as he closed the door.
 
The truck lurched forward when he stomped on the gas. He sped back toward the gravel drive undecided on whether he should get her to the cellar for care or go for McGee’s guns.
 
If he couldn’t protect her, it would be pointless to save her. He turned the wheel and stomped on the gas. He hoped McGee’s guns would be easy to find. He needed to get the woman help and get back to Emma.
 
James fished his cell out of his pocket and skimmed through the contacts until he found the home phone. He hit send and put the phone to his ear. Nothing. He looked at the phone and cursed. Still no service. Shit.
 
He blew out a breath and revved the truck. What the hell was going on? An alien invasion, he told himself. It made him laugh out loud. Nothing about this was funny except for how absurd it all was. He had an old radio at home. He’d get the guns, get the woman back to the house, and then snatch that damn radio from the barn to see if he could find out what the hell was going on. 

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Crime of Passion

9/1/2017

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Dragos, a half-dragon, is not happy about this latest case. Supernatural murders of humans weren’t exactly anything new to him, it was actually his job, but these were just gruesome. His partner, Rozalia, and he were only called in after the fourth body was found. Meaning they were now playing catch up. The addition of a third party wasn’t making his mood any brighter. 

Neculai, a half-demon, can tell that Dragos is less than thrilled to have him on this case. After all, what can human science tell them about supernatural deaths? Fortunately for Neculai he’s very good at what he does, and he doesn’t use human science but instead a form of alchemy created especially for the HBIA (half-blood investigative agency).

As they work together Dragos and Neculai quickly come to notice the attraction between each other, though when they act on it something unimaginable happens. These two must not only learn to work together to catch a serial killer, they also must come to terms with the newest turns in their own lives.

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​Dragos pulled back the sheet covering the latest victim, examining her carefully. She fit the same MO as the last three women. He hated to say it, actually he was loathed to even think it, but it seemed they did, in fact, have a serial killer on their hands. 

“Her name’s Amber Byrd. Doc says her heart was removed postmortem, just like the last three,” Rozalia, his partner, said as she came to kneel beside him. Her burgundy hair and silver eyes made her stand out, though his flame red hair and gold eyes weren’t any better. “Also, the same symbol was found on them,” she reached under the sheet and withdrew the victim’s left arm. A pentagram was burned into the underside of her wrist. 

“So, are the brass officially calling it then?” Dragos asked as he stood and straightened to his full height of six-eight.

Rozalia nodded. “Demonic murders. As of this one, the HBIA are taking over. That means it’s now our case.”

“And thank goodness for that,” a detective of the Paradigm Police Department: Human Division, District 12, said as he walked over to them. His brown suit was rumpled. He’d probably slept in it last night. Brown hair and brown eyes, average build, and a mediocre face didn’t leave much of an impression. “Name’s Jamison. I was the leading detective until the higher powers declared it your business. I’ll have the files dropped off at your office.”

“Thank you. Until then, care to walk us through what you know so far?” Dragos inclined his head toward the dead woman. 

“Not much really,” Jamison shrugged. “According to our ME cause of death is not apparent upon initial examination. Her heart was removed after she was killed. Of course, if this is the same sick bastard, then her cause of death will be natural. Our guys say it’s like their lives just left them. Honestly, you guys deal with some strange shit.”

Dragos agreed, but didn’t comment back. The gateway between Earth and Rua, the supernatural world, that appeared at Nemo Point in the Pacific Ocean had been open for nearly five hundred years now, and each side was still adjusting to their new neighbors. Half-bloods like him and Rozalia were employed as part of a special police force that worked on the fringes of both worlds. Whenever one crossed into the other’s territory it became the HBIA’s jurisdiction. And in Paradigm, the hexagonal, manmade, floating island and neutral mega-city built around the gateway, that happened regularly.

“Thank you, detective,” Rozalia smiled warmly. “We’ll call if we have any further questions.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Jamison waved as he turned and walked away. “I know the drill.”

He could hear the bitterness in Jamison’s voice. The district PDs hated when they got involved and took one of their cases. Dragos understood the resentment, but it was for their own good. Humans just weren’t equipped to handle this kind of thing, plus they couldn’t be trusted to remain partial. At least, that was the official ruling.

“Think he’ll be of any use?” Rozalia asked as she looked around the scene. Her eyes narrowed and Dragos followed her line of sight to the police line at the mouth of the alleyway. A tall, broad shouldered man was arguing with one of the beat cops. “Your turn to deal with the reporters.”

“Flip you?” Dragos said, providing a quarter from his pocket.

“Oh no,” she shook her head, “I refuse to go up against your luck. I’m not crazy. Go over there and get rid of that pest before he manages to work his way around them.”

“Fine.” Dragos rolled his eyes as he walked over to the arguing pair. 

“I’m telling you, I’m not with the press,” the man said, exhaustion in his deep voice. “I was sent here from HBIA HQ. I’m a forensic specialist assigned to this case.”

“Nice try,” the cop drawled. “Those people don’t use scientists.”

“I didn’t say I was a scientist,” he sighed.

“Can I see some ID?” Dragos demanded upon reaching the pair. 

Coral green eyes met his own and Dragos got his first good look at the man. He was dressed to impress in a tailored pair of black slacks and a green button up shirt. A strap to a what Dragos had first thought to be a camera box was slung over his shoulder. The only thing that didn’t match his perfect dress were the sturdy black non-slip shoes he was wearing. They were scuffed and obviously well worn.

“Here,” he reached into his back pocket and extracted his wallet. Accepting the black leather, Dragos opened it and felt his stomach drop. The guy was in fact from HQ, and he was a forensic alchemist. “Captain Archer wants me on this case, and I’d like to get started immediately.”

“Let him through,” Dragos instructed, handing Neculai Petron, according to his ID, back the wallet. “The body’s this way.” Keeping his irritation under check, Dragos led the way back to the woman still laying on the filth ridden street. Now that this guy was here they couldn’t move her until he gave the okay. “Rozalia, meet Neculai, our assigned geek.”

“Already? Damn, that was fast,” Rozalia said. “Well, go ahead and do your thing. I need to head out and pick Grace up, meet you back at the office, Dragos.”

“Okay, give her a kiss from me,” Dragos waved his partner away.

“You’re still coming to dinner, right?” Rozalia shouted back to him.

“And miss Jerald’s cooking? Never.” Dragos smiled as Rozalia flipped him off. Jerald couldn’t cook in a kitchen to save his daughters’ lives, but the guy made a mean BBQ steak. With the summer officially beating down on them it was Jerald’s time to shine at the grill, cooking for his family and friends. 

“I’m removing this,” Neculai warned, cutting off Dragos’ internal thoughts, before pulling the sheet covering the victim off and folding it neatly to the side. 

Half interested in what the man was doing, Dragos propped himself against the brick wall of one of the bordering buildings, ignoring the grime that was no doubt clinging to it, and watched as the forensic expert pulled out a vial from his box. The green liquid inside it reminded Dragos of something one would find in a pond that had been left to sit for months. 

Neculai—using a metallic ink pen—wrote a symbol on the vial, popped the cap, and held it beside the woman’s mouth. A blue tendril of smoke rose past her lips and coiled into the murky liquid, changing it from a sickly green to a vibrant amber as the symbol glowed red. 

“Definitely traces of magic,” Neculai concluded as if they hadn’t known magic was used to kill this woman. Fully healthy human women didn’t just fall over dead from what seemed to be natural causes without some kind of nudge from the supernatural.

“If that’s all you can tell me then I’ll get more use out of a parrot,” Dragos remarked. 

The glare shot at him had Dragos reaching for his weapon unconsciously. “Easy now, Detective Dragos,” Neculai warned standing to his full height. He stood a good three inches taller than Dragos, making him at least six-eleven if not seven foot. The man was towering. “The fact the liquid changed color means magic was used. The color it changed to refers to what branch of magic.”

“Now that,” Dragos smiled, “Is something I can use. So, what species am I looking for?”

“Angel,” Neculai answered. “Though, judging by the fact the liquid didn’t go a pure gold means you’re probably looking for a half angel.”

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Neculai wasn’t sure what it was about him that made Dragos so prickly, but the detective sure wasn’t helping anything by glaring at him as he finished checking the scene for any more signs of supernatural presence. He found a few traces of residual energy toward the entrance of the alleyway that matched what he’d pulled from the victim, meaning the murderer probably cast his spell while still standing on the street. Of course, Neculai couldn’t draw any firm conclusions until he’d done a thorough investigation of both the body and all the evidence.

Unfortunately, he was coming onto this case late. At least one of the victims had already been released to her family to be cremated. If that was the case, retrieving the information to tie the four cases together would be much harder. 

“Are you done yet?” Dragos asked. He’d moved to the police line and had been talking with the human detective, Jamison. No doubt trading information and comparing notes. “We need to get this area secured.”

There was nothing else for him to do here. The human police had already collected all the physical evidence he would need. Placing his tools back into his box, he slung it over his shoulder and nodded. “I’d like to see the other three crime scenes, if possible.”

“Of course,” Dragos conceded without much of a fight as he ducked under the tape and said goodbye to Jamison. “A team should be arriving to secure the alley. Do you mind sticking around until they get here?”

“No problem,” Jamison said. “Nothing waiting for me at home but my TV and a bottle of scotch.”

Neculai winced internally. He never could understand some people’s obsession with alcohol and being alone. 

Following Dragos to his unmarked car, he set his box in the back and climbed into the front passenger seat. Glancing at the detective, he wondered why he had the sense that he’d seen him somewhere before. His shoulder length, straight red hair was pulled back in a ponytail showing off his perfectly symmetrical features. He couldn’t recall ever running into the man at HQ—he’d remember such a stunning man if he had—so where?

“Which site do you want to see first?” Dragos asked, starting the engine and pulling out into traffic. 

“The first one,” Neculai answered, looking away from the admittedly handsome guy.

As they drove, Neculai wished HQ would have called him or another in earlier to confirm the situation with these cases. Now he had to do extra leg work to confirm what was already known. 

If at any point he couldn’t pinpoint supernatural activity in one of the victim’s cases that one would be handed back over to PPD: HD to handle. The HBIA only had jurisdiction when it was a human, supernatural crime or HSC, or when a half-blood was directly involved. Human against human crimes, HHC, had nothing to do with them. Just like supernaturals committing crimes against other supernaturals, SSC, was outside their scope. It made for a narrow field of work, but not surprisingly, it was almost never quiet.

There had only been peace between Rua and Earth for 250 years now, and that was tentative, at best, at times. The first hundred years was soaked in bloodshed. The following hundred was a cold war of sorts. Another fifty was spent in peace talks and signing of treaties. Once that was done people needed to settle into their new realities, and many still didn’t want a melding of the worlds. 

That’s where Paradigm came into play. The large island was created using technology from both worlds, with the hope of making it an example of peace for the rest of the world. The mega-city was broken up into twenty districts, and each district seemed to have its own, escalating problems. Some example they were.

Yes, there were plenty of people that hated those that were different, creating more than enough crime between the two worlds. Sadly, ninety percent of the crimes investigated by the HBIA were, what many would call, hate crimes. Hate crimes were so common, that it was a rule at HBIA to investigate all crimes with that mind set.

“Here we are,” Dragos announced as he pulled off the street and parallel parked at the curb in front of the alley in the sixth sector of District 12, where the first victim was found. “Alicia Taylor was found behind a dumpster in this alley one month ago. No apparent cause of death upon initial observation, and her heart was removed postmortem. The same brand was burned into her wrists as well,” he explained as they got out of the car and walked down the dark space.

With how old the scene was Neculai doubted he’d get anything from this location, still, he had to try. Magic used to kill another was powerful stuff. Knowing that, Neculai was hoping that traces still remained.

Pulling out another vial, he turned to Dragos and asked, “Which dumpster?”

“That one,” Dragos pointed to the green, greasy metal box to the left. “Here,” he handed him a photo of the body as it had been found, leaning against the building and the dumpster as if the victim was only asleep. The gaping hole in her chest proved otherwise. 

Neculai wasted no time in going over and kneeling down in the exact same spot. Marking the vial, he passed it over the area several times, smiling in triumph when he got a reaction. It was the same. Angel magic had been used here as well, and it was used by a half breed. 

“Well?” Dragos asked.

“You definitely have a serial killer,” Neculai said, standing up and showing him the vial. “He’s killed at least two of the victims.”

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