Choosing Chuckles, the next cyborg romance, releases on March 19th (It is available for pre-order now). While we wait, I’m sharing the first chapter.
Read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2019/02/18/choosing-chuckles-first-scene-of-the-first-chapter/
This week, I’m sharing the final scene of that first chapter.
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His female glanced downward. Her gaze shifted from right to left.
The image of a viewscreen reflected off a panel behind her.
Chuckles expanded that image, flipped it to read the words.
No visual. Big. Warrior. Can’t track the signal. Abandon this, Bait.
Bettina’s chin firmed for a heartbeat. Then she smiled up at the recording device, at Chuckles, and his heart malfunctioned, stopping for a moment and restarting.
“I’ve been alone for so long.” She continued her deception.
Satisfaction flared inside him. His lying little human had deliberately disobeyed the messenger’s orders, refusing to abandon her ploy. She wanted to meet with him as much as he wanted to meet with her.
“I don’t have any credits to pay for repairs, but maybe we can work out other arrangements.” Her hands lowered to her rounded stomach. Her hips were wide, his female built for a D Model like himself. “Would you like that, Chuckles?”
She was offering to breed with him. “Yes.” He would like that.
But he doubted her words were genuine. He suspected she made that proposal to every male who answered her fake distress call.
“Then you’ll help me?” She batted her eyelashes. “Alone? It’ll be just the two of us, right? I’m shy.”
Chuckles stifled his snort. There was nothing shy about her. She was the most brazen being he had ever encountered.
“It will be just the two of us.” He wouldn’t sweep anyone else into her trap. “I’ll come for you.”
“Oh, you will come for me.” Her voice coiled around his cock, gripping him in the most sensual of holds. “I’ll ensure that.” Bettina was referring to breeding again, issuing promises his foolish body believed. “I’m sending you my coordinates.” She tapped her fingertips against the viewscreen. “I’ll see you, all of you, soon, Chuckles.” She laughed.
The transmission ended.
“I thought cyborgs couldn’t lie.” Captain’s female broke the silence. “You implied you’d meet with her.”
“I am meeting with her.” Chuckles placed his hands on the console before him and pushed himself to his feet, his knee screaming with pain. “I require one of the shuttle crafts, Captain.”
Captain’s female and all of the warriors gazed at him.
“You don’t need a shuttle craft, Chuckles.” Captain’s female spaced her words far apart, speaking to him as though his processors were malfunctioning. “You were right. It’s a trap.”
“I’m aware it’s a trap.” He hadn’t veered from his original assessment of the situation. “Everything she said was a lie. Her every movement was manufactured, cleverly designed to lure unwitting males to their doom. Even her hair is false. I will never trust my female.” That disappointed Chuckles, yet it didn’t surprise him. He trusted few beings. “But I will retrieve her.”
“Your female,” Captain repeated.
Captain’s female’s mouth fell open.
“You, the most cynical bag of bolts in the universe, are paired with the most colorful female we’ve ever encountered.” Truth, that foolish warrior, laughed, his entire body shaking with mirth.
Chuckles’ lips flattened. He was glad someone was amused, because he certainly wasn’t. Other warriors had honorable females. He had Bettina, if that was truly her name, a being skilled in deception.
She was colorful. Truth was correct about that. Chuckles looked at her image. Once, after a rainstorm, he’d seen an arc of colors in the sky above the battlefield. The sight had given him a deep sense of happiness before the feeling disappeared, never to be seen again.
Bettina was like that arc, as stunningly beautiful and as inconstant, a vision a warrior could admire but couldn’t count on or predict.
“She could have a good reason for trapping beings.” Captain’s female recovered from the shock of his revelation. “I had good reasons for hacking into Vector’s transmissions.” She exchanged a fond look with Captain.
“She doesn’t have a good reason.” Chuckles held no illusions about his female. “It’s a ploy to gather credits.” She was either holding her rescuers for ransom or relieving them of whatever wealth they had on their forms.
“She could have a noble use for those credits.” Captain’s female clung to her positive view of Bettina.
“I doubt that.” He shook his head, his expectations of her and of life low. “I will uncover her plans when I meet with her.”
“I shouldn’t authorize that action.” Captain looked grave. “You’re knowingly walking into a trap, risking your freedom and your lifespan.”
Chuckles knew exactly what he was risking. His female, a being with no honor, had the ability to destroy him.
But the alternative was an endless lifespan of solitude, with no female, no offspring. An image of Future, Captain and Captain’s female’s newly manufactured son, filled his processors and a wave of wanting swept over him.
“She’s my female.” Chuckles would risk everything to secure her.
The warriors around him nodded, silently agreeing with his decision.
“I’ll go with you.” Truth stood.
The warrior would voluntarily walk into a trap to assist him. Chuckles was temporarily struck silent by the offer. Truth was a brave warrior. He was honored to serve with him.
But he wouldn’t risk the cyborg’s freedom. “I do this alone.”
Truth opened his mouth.
“If she captures me and I can’t escape, I’ll call on you.” He made that compromise. “Keep your transmission lines open.”
“They’ll be open.” Truth’s head dipped.
“I’ll search the databases for information on your female.” Captain’s female’s fingers already tapped against her private viewscreen. She was skilled at uncovering data. “Have faith in her, Chuckles. Give her a chance.”
Chuckles grunted. He didn’t have faith in very many beings.
“You can have any ship in the docking bay.” Captain gave him the authorization he needed to leave. “Take weapons and any other resources you require to succeed in your mission.”
They were supporting him in his foolish quest. That humbled him and firmed his resolve.
Chuckles hobbled toward the doors. He would retrieve his treacherous female, capture her using whatever means were necessary.
And he would never let her go.
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Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
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