Crash And Burn, the third standalone cyborg story will be releasing on February 23rd. I’m sharing the first chapter over the next few weeks.
Read the first excerpt here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2016/01/19/crash-and-burn-first-excerpt/
“Safyre.”
“I’m okay.” She waved her hands dismissively. She knew damn well that she wasn’t okay, but the implant was essential for coordinating with Crash. It couldn’t be removed.
“Hmmm…” That sound said Tifara didn’t believe her. “Do you have a headache?” She scanned Safyre’s skull with a handheld device.
“I’m on a battle station with thousands of chatty humanoids.” She scowled. “Of course, I have a headache.” They looked at her for leadership for some unknown reason. “That’s not why I’m here. I need something that will knock a human male out.”
She didn’t want to kill the freighter’s captain, not if she didn’t have to.
“You’re asking me to risk my position on the battle station.” Tifara set the handheld device down with a thump on the horizontal support. “If any being finds out I gave you some of our much needed supplies, I’ll be removed from my role as chief medic and forced to leave the vessel.”
“I’m not asking for me. I’m asking for Nymphia.” Safyre didn’t try to hide her emotions. “Would you allow her to die alone?”
Her friend’s face softened. “She could already be dead. If she doesn’t find a water source—”
“She’ll find one,” Safyre insisted. “Tau Ceti is lush. She’s trapped underground where many of the streams are located. And this is Nymphia. Remember how we hid the extra nutrition bars and she always found them?”
Having known hunger, they’d hoarded the bars. Just in case. Nymphia never had those concerns. She’d been confident they’d take care of her.
Tifara smiled. “Nymphia does have a talent for finding things but—”
“She’s a child.” Safyre wouldn’t listen to the buts. “I can’t allow her to deal with this on her own.”
“She has eighteen solar cycles.” Her friend placed her hand on Safyre’s shoulder. “Nymphia is no longer a child. She knew the risks she was taking.”
Safyre snorted. “She thought only of saving children and nothing else.”
“True, but—”
“She would risk her position to help you.” She met her friend’s gaze.
They stared at each other for one, two, three heartbeats, neither of them backing down. Safyre wouldn’t. She’d vowed to always take care of Nymphia.
Tifara’s shoulders slumped. “She would help me,” she conceded. She turned and looked at the selection of medical supplies lining the walls. Her forehead furrowed. “K-19 would knock out a human male but not a cyborg. I don’t know anything that will do that.”
Shit. That had been Safyre’s next request. Crash would be leading a cyborg army. If he ordered them to attack her, she’d be fucked.
Which was why she had to intercept the shuttle first and take control of the systems. He might have command of the cyborgs, but she’d have command of the ship. He’d need her. “I’ll take the K-19.”
“Only one tube is needed to subdue a human male.” Tifara slid three tubes into a tiny injector gun. “You don’t trust this Crash being, do you? You think he’ll double cross you.” She held onto the medical device.
Safyre gazed at it, tempted to snatch it from her friend’s hand. “I’m not taking any chances.”
Crash couldn’t technically betray her because he hadn’t actually agreed to anything. He’d adeptly skirted around making any commitments to her.
That pissed her off. But she had suppressed her anger because she needed the damn male. That had been hard, so fucking hard, to do. Controlling her temper wasn’t a strength of hers.
“See that you don’t take any chances.” Tifara handed her the injector gun. “What type of being wants a cyborg army?”
A dangerous being. Safyre had no illusions about Crash’s character. She had heard the menace in his voice, the warning, the power. He was accustomed to being obeyed, feared.
But she had to deal with him. She inhaled deeply through her nose and exhaled through her mouth, trying to stave off her nosebleed.
Tifara gazed at her, expecting a reply.
“What type of being wants to be dropped off on a war-torn planet?” Safyre tucked the injector gun in her pocket. “He has his reasons. I have mine.”
“I don’t like that you’re facing this unknown male alone.” More worry lines appeared on Tifara’s face. “Maybe…”
Say it, Safyre silently pleaded. Tell me you’ll come with me. Show me you care, that you’re willing to die by my side.
She’d reject her offer. Her softhearted friend would be a liability on the sure-to-be-bloody mission. She’d attempt to heal every being Safyre shot.
But she needed to hear the words.
“I want to come with you.” Tifara frowned. “Except I have patients depending on me.”
“I understand.” And she did. Those lives were more important than she was. The beings her friend healed could change the universe. They could matter.
“You should take someone with you.” Tifara gazed at her with concern. “To ensure that this Crash being doesn’t betray you.”
There were no other someones. Nymphia and Tifara were her closest friends. Safyre didn’t have anyone else. “If I arrive and I’m not alone, Crash will believe I betrayed him.”
“He would believe that.” Her friend scrunched her nose.
“It’s best that it’s only me.”
Tifara tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “You want to be alone with him. Ohhh…” Her lips formed a circle. “You plan to fuck him.”
That wasn’t the reason she’d arrive solo but Crash’s low growly voice did appeal to her and a sexually sated male was much easier to manipulate. Plus she had needs. Normally. When her brain wasn’t being bombarded with pain. “Fucking him is a possibility.”
“It’s a certainty.” Tifara rolled her eyes. “I know you. If he is at all attractive, you’ll do him.”
“That’s likely.” She grinned. A splitting pain shot through her brain and her lips flattened once more. “Depending on the circumstances.” Her headache might stop her sexual exploits.
Read the next excerpt (available February 2nd) here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2016/02/02/crash-and-burn-third-excerpt/
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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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