Spotlight On: Taken by a Dragon, by Felicity Heaton

Taken by a Dragon Blog Barrage - Felicity HeatonTaken by a Dragon, the seventh book in New York Times best-seller Felicity Heaton’s hot paranormal romance series, Eternal Mates, is now available in ebook and paperback. To celebrate the release, she’s holding a FANTASTIC GIVEAWAY at her website and sharing sneak peeks of the book.

Find out how to enter the Taken by a Dragon international giveaway (ends March 22nd) and be in with a shot of winning a $75, $50 or $25 gift certificate at her website, where you can also download a 5 chapter sample of the novel:

Here’s more about Taken by a Dragon, including an excerpt from this paranormal romance novel.

Taken by a Dragon by Felicity Heaton

Possessed by a need to save a beautiful Amazon warrior from the vision he witnessed, Loke snatched her from the midst of the battle between the Third and Fifth realm of the demons, and carried her to his home deep in the black mountains of Hell to protect her. But as the fierce little female awakens, he finds she’s anything but grateful, and his dragon instincts roar to life to warn she might be more to him than an enemy—she might be his fated female.

Anais remembers meeting a handsome warrior in the heat of battle, a man who was her enemy but who looked at her with eyes that held dark heat and wicked promises. When she wakes to find that same dragon shifter has taken her captive, desire is the last thing on her mind, but escaping him to return to Archangel, the hunter organisation she works for, sounds less than appealing when he reveals the reason he took her—to stop her from dying.

Can Loke protect Anais from the dangers of his realm and how far will he go to save her from the future he keeps witnessing? Can Anais resist the fierce attraction that burns between them as hot as fire and stay true to Archangel or will her heart be taken by the dragon?

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Anais kept her eyes closed, feigning sleep and struggling with her thoughts. She had to do this. It didn’t matter that she was beginning to feel she really was safe here, in this cave with Loke. It didn’t matter that she felt as if she was growing closer to her dragon companion, or that they had opened up to each other to a degree. All that mattered was returning to her world.

She didn’t belong here.

She needed to get back to Sable and the others and find out what had happened to them.

She needed to know they were all okay.

Even though the thought of leaving Loke made a recess of her heart ache.

She listened to Loke moving around the cave. He had already started the fire again. That had roused her from sleep. She mentally cursed herself for falling asleep when she had meant to just pretend. She had a faint sensation that she had been pretending, and that Loke had come to her, and then she had been dreaming.

Maybe she had dreamed it all.

The light touch of his fingers on her face. The way they gently stroked her cheek. The soft words he had murmured in his unfamiliar tongue.

It had all been a dream.

She felt sure of it.

He moved away and she cracked an eye open, watching him heading into the tunnels with his wooden torch. When the light from it disappeared, she made her move.

Anais sprang to her bare feet and ran to the mouth of the cave, flinching every time she trod on a pebble. She had taken her boots off last night to aid her in her recon mission. She had to move silently to avoid rousing Loke. Every non-human species she had met had heightened senses. Hearing being the most sensitive. She couldn’t have moved quietly enough in her boots. She was having enough trouble moving quietly with bare feet. Another pebble bit into the sole of her left one and she grimaced and hopped a few steps, giving it time to recover.

The ledge came into view and her heart rocketed, thundering against her chest. She was just going to have a look. That was all. There was no need to get nervous. Her palms sweated and she rubbed them on her black t-shirt. Just a glimpse and then she would go back to the fire. She just wanted to see what was out there.

She glanced back into the cave, afraid of Loke finding her gone. She didn’t want him to see what she was doing. She didn’t want him to be upset with her and she knew he would be. He would feel as if she had betrayed him by breaking her vow, and that didn’t sit right with her. Not anymore.

She slowed to a halt at the edge of the ledge and stared down at the dizzying drop to the sweeping cragged side of the black mountain below. It was at least three hundred feet. She swung her gaze left, studying the mountains that formed a wall around the valley.

Harsh black rock as far as her eyes could see.

Bleak against the dark grey sky of Hell

It was incredible. Formidable.

There was no way she was going to be able to climb up the mountain. It rose sharply from the cave’s ledge, rising up into a jagged peak. Other obsidian peaks met it further down, blending into the most dangerous set of mountains she had ever seen. Not even the world’s best climbers could scale them. She would have to go down into the valley.

Even that looked as if it was going to be easier said than done. Around a thousand feet down the mountain, the dark green trees began. They were strange and gnarled, with only a bare covering of leaves. Anais couldn’t help thinking that they looked like something right out of a movie, liable to come alive and capture her with their branches. Those branches were tangled together, forming a thick canopy. She couldn’t tell how tall the trees were from this height, or what the ground looked like.

Or whether there was ground down there and not a swamp filled with dangerous creatures just waiting to eat an unsuspecting mortal like her.

The trees seemed endless too. They covered the valley floor, from the furthest point she could see off to her left, to the end of her vision off to her right.

Anais realised something as she looked at the trees.

The valley had no open ends.

The black mountains rose to block it on all sides.

If she was going to leave, she was going to have to ascend one of the peaks and hope that she chose the right one. If she chose wrong, she could be faced with another valley, or worse.

Anais let thoughts of escape drift away.

There was no way to escape.

No need either.

She knew Loke better now and she felt sure that he would keep his promise. He would take her back to the Third Realm. If he didn’t, she would try her luck with the mountains and the forest that looked as if it might try to eat her. Until then, she would trust that he was going to fulfil his vow to her.

She stepped back from the ledge, determined to return to the fire before Loke found her gone.

A sudden rush of air swept down the mountainside, pushing her forwards. She grabbed her hair as it covered her face, wrestling the tangled golden ribbons back so she could see where she was going and wouldn’t fall off the ledge. Another blast of wind came.

Something clamped around her waist.

Anais gasped and tried to turn, sure that it was Loke behind her.

The black ground dropped away and she looked down instead, her eyes widening and a bolt of fear piercing her heart. Huge red scaly talons held her around her waist and legs, each thicker than her body. Glossy black claws pressed dangerously close to her skin and she did the only thing she could think of as her mind shut down and she realised with horror that it wasn’t Loke who had her.

She screamed.

The dragon bellowed in response to her shriek and shook her, rattling her right down to her bones and making her ache all over. She bit her tongue to stop herself from crying out and tried to prise the beast’s claws off her as her survival instincts kicked in. She would take a long drop to a swift death over being stolen by another dragon.

Anais attacked as best she could, alternating between punching the dragon’s talons and trying to get her fingers under its scales. She was going to yank the damned things off and make it hurt. The dragon kept flying, enormous dark red leathery wings beating the air, carrying them higher above the mountains.

The world beyond them came into view and Anais’s heart plummeted.

Nothing but more mountains and valleys for hundreds of miles.

If she had run away from Loke, she would have died out there. She never would have reached Sable and the others.

She wasn’t going to reach them now either.

She looked up at the huge red dragon that held her. The great beast kept its large golden eyes on the distance but opened its crocodilian jaw, revealing rows of deadly long white fangs as it roared again.

An answering roar came this time.


Anais looked back towards the cave but saw only the barbed tip of the red dragon’s tail. The valley was so far away already, too distant for her to make anything out, but not far enough for her not to realise with disappointment that Loke wasn’t coming after her.

There was no blue dragon chasing them.

Anais ignored how her heart stung and went back to hitting the dragon’s paw, using both of her fists this time. She didn’t let up until the dragon dropped lower in the air as they swept over another mountain range.

Her hands fell to resting on the dragon’s talon as she stared down at the clearing below. Round stone huts filled most of the space, with what looked like an arena carved into the mountain beyond them and a large flat tract of land left open at the end of the village closest to her. Anais realised it was the dragon equivalent of a landing strip when the red beast holding her touched down there.

The second it set her down and released her, she turned on it, launching punches against anything she could reach. Two bare-chested men rushed forwards from a broad path between the thatched black stone huts and grabbed hold of her, pulling her away from the dragon. She fought them too, wrestling against their hold, even when she knew it was futile. They were far too strong for her.

The one to her left, a man with silver hair, muttered something in their language and his companion, a green-haired younger male, responded, a grin curving his lips and revealing sharp white teeth.

She stared at the dragon as it began to transform, waiting for it to turn into a red-haired man.

It was a woman.

A very beautiful woman with flame red hair.

Mahogany leather trousers formed over her legs and she twirled her hair up, tying it in a knot at the back of her head. Anais waited for another garment to appear over her ample breasts but nothing happened.

A golden dragon circled lazily above them, bright against the dark sky, and snorted. The woman looked up at the beast, her expression souring, and motioned for the men to follow her.

The men grunted and marched Anais into the village.

The moment they were clear of the landing strip, the golden dragon touched down.

She looked back at it and it stared right at her, its elliptical pupils stretching thin as it eyed her. It wasn’t as beautiful as Loke had been.

Her captor stormed ahead of her and her guards, still topless. When they entered the main area of the village, Anais realised that it wasn’t just her captor who was flashing her upper body. Every female she could see wore only trousers.

Every male she could see on the broad streets between the rows of huts stared at her, eyeing her in a way that made her skin crawl. She didn’t like how they looked at her. Fascinated. Awestruck. Hungry. When Loke looked at her that way, she found it appealing, but with these men, she only felt a deep need to flee.

To escape.

She had the feeling she had made a grave mistake by disobeying Loke and she was going to pay for it.

The men halted, jerking her to a stop with them, and she looked ahead of her, towards a larger round building that stood on a high solid black stone platform at the other end of an open square.

A golden-haired male lounged on an obsidian throne in front of the thatched hut, cragged mountains his grim backdrop. His large hands rested over the ornate ends of the arms of the throne and his deep bronze leathers stretched tight over long powerful legs that were spread, giving him a relaxed and easy-going appearance that his sharp golden gaze contradicted.

This man knew everything that was happening around him without even needing to look to confirm it.

Was he the dragon equivalent of a king?

Taken by a Dragon is available from Amazon Kindle, Kobo Books, Barnes and Noble Nook, Apple iBooks stores and other retailers. Also available in paperback.

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Author Bio

Felicity Heaton

Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you’re a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will enjoy her books too.

If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong, powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling Vampire Erotic Theatre series. Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and angels, then take a look at the new Eternal Mates series.

If you want to know more about Felicity, or want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places:

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Cover Reveal: Never Cross A Warlock, by Marilyn Vix

Title: Never Cross a Warlock
Author: Marilyn Vix
Series: Beware of Warlocks (3)
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher:  Shadowcat Publishing
Release Date: Mar 25 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook
Can two warlocks be too many?
Yes, if one happens to be your ex-husband trying to kill you for a witch divorce.
The other, a sexy Aussie that makes you forget all the rest.
That’s Catherine Bank’s warlock problem. She will have to choose between the two of them. Will she marry either, or end it all in a spell battle that will bring Las Vegas to its knees. Only time will tell. No one knows the mind of a witch better than herself. Unless, she falls in love.
Marilyn is a paranormal romance novelist. She enjoys the characters that just don’t fit in. From witches to time traveling researchers, she is letting her imagination soar to explore new worlds and write all the details down. Marilyn has traveled to Paris, London, Sydney, Las Vegas, Amsterdam and Munich. She loves to include her travels in her settings as much as possible. Best of all is letting her reader enjoy them through the perspective of a character. She currently lives in Northern California with her husband and cat. The cat, of course, is the center of attention.
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Spotlight On: Dragon Marked, by Jaymin Eve

Release Date: 01/27/15
Upper YA/NA Paranormal Romance Trilogy

Summary from Goodreads:

There are supernatural prisons hidden across the globe. Contained within these fortresses are some of the deadliest criminals from the five supernatural races: vampire, shifter, fey, magic users and demi-fey.

Jessa Lebron, twenty-two, has spent her entire life in Stratford, Connecticut,
one of the gateway towns adjoining these prisons which protect the fortified
borders. She’s a wolf shifter, and her father leads the town council. She
learns that much of her life has been hidden from her, secrets which threaten
to tear apart the very fabric of her world. Especially the biggest secret of
them all.

She is dragon marked.

Jessa only knows what she’s been told about the dragon marked, that they are dangerous and must be eliminated to prevent the rise of the dragon king, the powerful warmonger who had his head removed a thousand years ago. So now Jessa’s
on the biggest hit list of all. Dragon mark hunters are lethal and her only hope to evade detection is to keep the energy contained.

As more secrets unfold she finds herself locked up in Vanguard, the notorious American supernatural prison. Thankfully she’s not alone. Braxton, the dragon-shifter has her back. Together they must survive long enough to free themselves and the other dragon marked.

Because it’s time for the dragon marked to rise.

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I glared at the deadly but visually stunning dragon. He was massive; he’d had
to tuck his wings in at his side to have room for movement. The black and blue
of his scales shone even in the dying light. The bright yellow eyes surveyed
the room, before locking me in his gaze. He roared again and I decided to take
a stand. In general I didn’t think much before I acted, and my plans were often
considered to be brave or stupid. Usually both.“Braxton Compass,” I scolded him, moving right up into his strike zone, my
hands on my hips. “Your scaled dragon ass is blocking the doorway.”

Jacob, Tyson, and Maximus crowded behind me. They were ready to snatch me up if
their brother made the wrong move. But I knew it would have to be pretty
exceptional circumstances before Braxton would lose enough of himself to hurt

The massive beast lowered his head until we were eye to eye. He would scent
trickles of my fear, but despite my body’s involuntary response, I wasn’t
really afraid of Braxton. His dragon was a little unpredictable, but he was
strong enough to keep both of them controlled. I knew he’d pulled this stunt to
remind the council where the real power lay and that he didn’t like secrets
being kept, especially when they personally affected us.

The dragon and I continued our stare-off, my dark blue eyes locked on his
yellow. “Let’s call it a tie,” I finally said, grinning and raising my eyebrows
at the same time.

About the Author

Jaymin Eve is a 29 year old with a passion for reading, writing and arithmetic … okay maybe not the last one but definitely the first two.

Living on the beautiful Gold Coast, in Australia, the family loves spending lots of time on the beach. And travelling as frequently as possible.
When Jaymin isn’t trying to wrangle two daughters, a puppy and her husband, you will find her hiding in a corner trying desperately to write her stories (without little fingers pressing random keys). She asks forgiveness if you notice the occasional sskkkkssjs appearing in her book, her children are proud of their contribution.

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Beef Cake Recipe

2 cans of alpha male
3 pounds of pure muscle
1 bag of blood
1 tsp. of stubbornness
1 stalk of passion
3 tablespoons of emotionally unavailable
2 teaspoons of betrayal
1 tsp. of danger
5 pounds of oh my God!

Mix alpha male, pure muscle, blood, stubbornness, and passion, with emotionally unavailable. Add betrayal, danger, and oh my God, and beat with a fork. Mix together and season to taste. It can be hot to taste, so be careful, you can burn easily. Pour into 11×9 pan and bake 20 minutes. Feeds enough to satisfy any hungry woman.

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About The Book

Diamond never asked to be a vampire. Unfortunately for her, her transition requires her to have her first blood given to her by a full-blooded, male vampire. Her father takes her to Dante, the kingpin of the vampire mafia, who is a close and old friend of the family, to do the job. After much resistance, Dante accepts and their worlds are turned upside down. Dante unexpectedly links to Diamond, causing a connection that appears to be unbreakable. The only known cure for vampirism is when a vampire links to the soul of a human: the soul that once belonged to them.

Diamond is discovered to have a special and unique bloodline, which makes her extremely valuable to the vampire species. As more and more vampires become aware of her gift, the race is on to see who can gain control of her first. With her first blood gone, her new love hovering, and a rival gang hanging in the midst, it is all Diamond can do to stay safe. Will her link to Dante save her, or put her in more danger than she can handle. Sometimes true love is worth the risk.

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Although she is originally from New York, she currently resides in Texas with her husband, four children, (all boys) and five dogs. She is also a singer/songwriter in her spare time.

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Sibling Rivalry: A Guest Post by Mary Jo Burke, Author of Spicing Up Trouble

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I have one older sister and four older brothers. I lovingly refer to them as my mother’s other children. Who was her favorite? Me and I dare them to deny it. Case closed. In my family, it was all about competing for face and air time with my parents. Both are deceased and I still wonder who thought we should go on without some semblance of adult supervision.

As far as sibling rivalry goes, my parents outlawed it. They squabbled with their siblings and didn’t want it to continue in their household. When we fought, we had to be quiet about it or get a lecture from a parent. A favorite line was “Who’s your best friend?” implying we children all cherished our time together. Being asked this question after a scream fest with my brother, I responded to my mother, “Your idiot son.” I got back at him by marrying one of his friends. Or was that his revenge on me? After twenty-six years of wedded bliss, it has yet to be determined.

I believe my siblings molded my personality more than my parents. The glint in my eye and chip on my shoulder are remnants from years of teasing about being the baby of the family. My oldest brother, his birthday is this week so I won’t mention his faults, still introduces me to people as his baby sister. When bullying came up at school, I used my other brother’s penchant for picking on me. Next time we saw him, my daughter demanded he apologize for being mean to me. She’s currently my favorite child. My brother was stunned by the accusation and denied it. Luckily, my other four witnesses were there to remind him.

We are close and woe to anyone to upsets one of us. My father believed family was a fortress where you were safe and loved. As always, he was right.

I was his favorite too.

In Spicing Up Trouble, Alexia Hale’s career and love life are major discussions point for her older sisters.

What about your siblings: good or bad influence on your life?

Here’s an excerpt from Spicing Up Trouble:

A bold move required a first step.

“Good things come in threes,” I said.

“Yeah like musketeers and stooges,” Eleanor said.

“Don’t forget caballeros,” Irene added. “Wait, I thought death came in threes.”

“Only in Hollywood,” Eleanor replied.

The silent sister had let life pass her by—until now.

“I have a few announcements to make. First, I submitted my resume to Single Chicago and have an interview next week,” I said.

“You will be touting your favorite sister’s bar,” Irene said.

“And your beautiful sister’s boutique,” Eleanor chimed.

“No promises, but if I’m hired, I’ll steer someone to write an article or five for each of you. Second, the sommelier at the Bergen has agreed to work on the Thanksgiving menu at the newspaper’s blog with me.”

“What if you get the job at the magazine?” Irene asked.

“Then she can write a guest article. I’m going to mention it at my interview. I can deliver big names.”

“Sweetie, is the sommelier acquainted with Single Chicago’s more risqué serving dishes?” Eleanor asked, sipping her wine.

“Like the pasty chef’s quarterly column?” Irene asked with a giggle.

“You mean pastry chef,” I said.

“Honey, if you write for Single Chicago you better line up a few pasty experts too. There are some racy suggestions for weekend activities. Remember ‘Wrap it in Whipped Cream?’ I tried it on what’s his name,” Irene said.

“Charles. Whatever happened to him?” Eleanor asked.

“You have a fabulous memory. He married a stripper/dominatrix. I awakened a buried need in him to be humiliated,” Irene said as she picked her glass for a toast.

“The effect you have on most men,” Eleanor added as she tapped Irene’s glass to hers.

“Don’t sell yourself short, dear. Many of your exes have yet to recover,” Irene said.

“Excuse me again,” I said.

“Sorry, Sweetie, but you should know by now not to give us airtime,” Eleanor said.

“She’s right, honey. Now please continue,” Irene said as she filled the wineglasses.

I knew they were reptiles or amphibians; they inhaled through their noses, exhaled, and talked at the same time. It explained so much.

“Thank you. Shelley Carpenter, the art critic, left the newspaper and had been lined up to interview Benjamin Cobb,” I said.

“The reclusive, gorgeous, single, famous artist, Benjamin Nance Cobb?” Eleanor asked.

“He has been the modern art world for the last fifteen years. Tall, moody, and richer than all the Kardashians and Jenners,” Irene said.

“How do you get to see him? He doesn’t speak to the press or on the record to any other living soul,” Eleanor said as she leaned toward me.

“I’m going to model for him,” I said.

“What?” they yelled in unison.

The other patrons swiveled around and stared.

Spicing Up Trouble

Mary Jo Burke

Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy

Gemma Halliday Publishing, 332 pages

Alexia Hale works as a test kitchen writer for the Chicago News. But she gets her big break toward reporting “real” news when she’s given the opportunity to interview the world renowned artist, Benjamin Nance Cobb.

The catch: to get it, Alexia has to pose as a nude model for Ben. What begins as an awkward assignment quickly turns into a real friendship…and possibly more. But when a photograph of Alexia is leaked to the press, their private life suddenly becomes very public. Ben’s father isn’t pleased, Alexia’s sisters are shocked, and now she’s being hounded by the press.

Dating a celebrity has its challenges and rewards. The only question is, which one will outweigh the other?

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Long before DVDs, Mary Jo saw Gone with the Wind in the theater. She was ten. The story never left her. She read the book three times. She saw the movie every time it was re-released. GWTWwill be seventy-five years old this year and is her favorite movie. She would only make a minor change: Leave Ashley to Melanie and hold on tight to Rhett. Her writing sprung from reading, watching, and always wanting to edit.  Mary Jo was born in Chicago and has never strayed far from home. She majored in Accounting and received her MBA in Finance. She worked in the investment and banking businesses.

Mary Jo is a member of the Romance Writers of America, Chicago North RWA, and Windy City RWA.

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Cover Reveal: Cinderella’s Shoes, by Shonna Slayton

Release Date: 10/06/15
Entangled Teen
Summary from Goodreads:
The war may be over, but Kate Allen’s life is still in upheaval. Not only has she discovered
that Cinderella was real, but now she’s been made Keeper of the Wardrobe, her
sole responsibility to protect Cinderella’s magical dresses from the greed of
the evil stepsisters’ modern descendants. 
But Cinderella’s dresses are just the beginning. It turns out that the priceless glass slippers
might actually exist, too, and they could hold the power to reunite lost loved
ones like her father—missing in action since World War II ended. As Kate and
her boyfriend, Johnny, embark on an adventure from New York to Italy and Poland
in search of the mysterious slippers, they will be tested in ways they never
Because when you harness Cinderella’s magic, danger and evil are sure to follow…

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SHONNA SLAYTON is the author of the YA novels Cinderella’s Dress, (Summer 2014) and Cinderella’s Shoes (Fall 2015) published by Entangled Teen. She finds
inspiration in reading vintage diaries written by teens, who despite using
different slang, sound a lot like teenagers today. When not writing, Shonna
enjoys amaretto lattes and spending time with her husband and children in
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Spotlight On: The Empire, by Elizabeth Lang

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Empire cover only (398 x 600)The Empire

All Adrian Stannis wanted was a quiet corner of the galaxy where he could work on his beloved scientific experiments, but unfortunately, he was born into a world at war, where his people are struggling for survival against a vastly superior alien invasion force and he is a genius who was trained for the very thing he hates, the creation of deadly weapons.

Not to mention, he appears to have been genetically mated to a telepath by his government and he doesn’t find her…uninteresting. In fact, she appears quite intelligent.

So what will happen to this solitary man when his peace is shattered in every way possible and there is nowhere left to run?

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The Rebels

Adrian, Kali and Adrian’s personal assistant, Bryce are finally free of the oppressive Empire. They hide on a planet called, Orasis, a tech-4 world on the Outer Rim whose only usefulness is a low-grade source of Tri-Iridium ore. Not the kind of place to find the most advanced weapons scientist in the galaxy. Things go well, relatively, and Adrian and Kali finally have time to develop the relationship they didn’t think possible. Adrian and Bryce even start up their own fix-it business.

Then a stranger arrives on the planet.

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About the author:

Elizabeth Lang is first and foremost, a geek with the obligatory love of science fiction and fantasy. She spent most of her life in the computer industry designing computer systems for world domination the mundane industry of life insurance, which is surprisingly, not as exciting as it sounds.

Now she creates enchanted worlds of magic, explores the human condition in the light of future technology and civilizations, and dreams about world domination. Or at least, some of her characters do.

Her first book, The Empire was fortunate enough to be a finalist in the Next Generation Indie Book Awards and she has never looked back.

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