In January, I’ll be sharing the first chapter from Crash And Burn (releasing February 23rd) but a dear reading buddy (hugs Amy Stewart) was hankering for a sneak so I figured I’d share the first scene of chapter two.
Chapter Two
Female.
I’m not talking to you. Safyre continued to be angry with him the next planet rotation. Metal rang as she banged around her ship.
Crash wasn’t certain how he’d upset her. She hadn’t yet discovered he was a cyborg, that he wasn’t the human male she thought him to be, or that, due to her B Model communications device, he could hear everything she said or did. She didn’t realize he never planned to escort her to Tau Ceti.
Those revelations would anger her. She’d be especially livid when she discovered that, once he apprehended her, she’d never again be free.
He sat on the bridge of the ship, only half listening as Gap, his friend, chattered about kill rates and the various females in the Academy’s birthing class, females neither of them were ever likely to meet. He applied most of his processors to scanning the sector around them, looking for Safyre’s ship.
Crash had never lied to her during any of their communications. He couldn’t. Cyborgs had been programmed to always tell the truth. But he hadn’t corrected her erroneous assumptions either.
He doubted his lack of lies would dampen her ire.
“It feels strange, Rage not being here,” Gap expressed Crash’s feelings.
The three of them had been a team for over a human lifespan. Crash expected to glance behind him and see the C model’s scarred face.
“But if I was him, I’d never leave the Freedom either.” The kid’s humanlike eyes shone. “He has found Joan, his female. Why would he spend one planet rotation without her?”
Joan wasn’t the reason Rage hadn’t accompanied them. There would always be a space for her on their ship. The reason was Rage. He had no patience. The waiting would have strained the primitive cyborg’s already volatile temper. He’d have threatened to kill some being by now.
“Rage says breeding with the right female is better than battle,” Gap chattered. “Can you envision that? There’s nothing better than battle.”
Crash didn’t enjoy battle and he couldn’t envision that.
He indulged his friend’s reveries and talked about finding his female but, in his big cyborg heart, he never expected to find that almost mythical being. Crash was aware that his matte-black eyes scared others. He was also cognizant that his revulsion for violence made him different from his cyborg brethren.
He’d claim Safyre. He’d already decided that. But she would never be his true female, not like Joan was Rage’s female and Mira was Vapor’s female. The nanocybotics he transferred to her would fade, not replicate, grow weaker, not stronger. She’d age and eventually die. They’d never have offspring. She’d never love him.
But the only other alternative was to kill her. Safyre knew too much about him, about his cyborg brethren, to be allowed to live freely.
The Humanoid Alliance had manufactured him to do that, to end lives. He had the skill, the ability, and in the past, he’d had no choice. Either he killed the human’s enemies or the humans killed him.
But he didn’t enjoy killing, and, when he’d escaped from the Humanoid Alliance’s diabolical rule, he swore he’d never again take a life.
Especially not a life belonging to a reckless, orange-haired, husky-voiced female.
So he would settle for his Safyre and consider himself fortunate to have her. They’d have a diluted version of happiness during her short human lifespan, experiencing a weaker version of caring.
Once she forgave him.
He surveyed the blackness of space. That might take a solar cycle or two.
She cursed at him through their private transmission line, calling him an arrogant, ungrateful male, vowing to ‘show him’.
Crash doubted she planned to show him her glorious breasts.
He still didn’t know what he’d done wrong.
Crash And Burn
Crash was manufactured to be one of the best warriors in the universe. The cyborg has spent many human lifespans fighting the enemy. But, unlike his battle-loving brethren, he doesn’t enjoy killing. When he escapes the Humanoid Alliance, he vows to never end another life.
Then he meets Safyre, an infuriating human female, and he considers breaking his vow.
Safyre will do anything to save her friend, the being she loves like a sister. She’ll ravish a huge hunky cyborg, kiss his best friend, and invoke scorching hot desires the male never realized he could feel. Dark soulful eyes, a quick wit, and a tempestuous passion won’t divert her from her mission.
Love, and a planet-destroying weapon, however, might stop her permanently.
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
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