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Talking Warlord Reunited and Fated-To-Mate Reunion Romances With Delilah Devlin

By Cynthia Sax on February 18, 2020

I’m talking about Fated-To-Mate Reunion Romances today on Delilah Devlin’s online home.

Here’s a snippet…

“I also love reunion romances. The couple (or more) connects and then, for some usually heartbreaking reason, they part. Years later, they reunite and fall in love all over again. They’re older, wiser, more appreciative of what they have and they don’t make the same mistakes this time. They make different ones. (grins)

The Dear Wonderful Hubby and I have never had to part for a long time, thankfully, but merely the prospect of that happening to us makes me emotional. I feel for the heroines and heroes in that type of situation.”

Read the full post here:
https://www.delilahdevlin.com/blog/2020/02/18/cynthia-sax-fated-to-mate-reunion-romances-and-warlord-reunited/

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Warlord Reunited

This barbarian warrior’s cold demeanor hides the warmest of hearts.
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Solar cycles ago, Berke, a savage Chamele Warlord, found his gerel, the one being he is destined to be with for all time…except he couldn’t embrace that fate. He was fighting a series of brutal wars.

To protect his little human female, he conveyed her far from the Chamele sector. He then returned to the endless battles, concealing his pain, his anguish, his need, under a thick layer of ice.

His gerel was safe. That was all that mattered to him.

When Elle was a young bounty hunter, she bonded with an arrogant warrior on a distant planet. She was deliriously happy…for a while. Then he dumped her in a strange settlement far from his home and left, never to return.

Their parting caused her excruciating pain—both physical and emotional. She endured it, earned the esteemed role of head bounty hunter of an academy, salvaged a bit of a life from the disaster her primitive warrior had made of it.

Now, two of her bounty hunters have made the same terrible mistake. Elle is determined to rescue her friends and break their connections with their Chamele Warlords.

While she is in the sector, she plans to kill the warrior she’d once considered hers. Elle is ending her relationship with Berke…permanently.
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Warlord Reunited is based on a much shorter story sharing the same title.
It is a STANDALONE Alien Barbarian SciFi Romance featuring a warrior hero and a take-charge heroine set in a dark, gritty, sometimes-violent universe.

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Warlord Reunited Releases!

By Cynthia Sax on February 18, 2020

Woot! Warlord Reunited, the next story in the Chamele Barbarian Warlords series, has released!

I joke that this is a lovers-to-enemies-to-lovers reunion romance.
I had a blast writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it.

Warlord Reunited

To protect his little human female, he conveyed her far from the Chamele sector. He then returned to the endless battles, concealing his pain, his anguish, his need, under a thick layer of ice.

His gerel was safe. That was all that mattered to him.

Now, two of her bounty hunters have made the same terrible mistake. Elle is determined to rescue her friends and break their connections with their Chamele Warlords.

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Warlord Reunited – The Fourth Scene Of The First Chapter

By Cynthia Sax on February 10, 2020

Warlord Reunited, the fourth standalone story in the Chamele Barbarian Warlords series, is releasing on February 18th.

Last week, I shared the first scene from the first chapter.

You can read that scene here:
http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7056

This week I’m sharing the fourth scene of that first chapter.

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“You’re safe where you are now.” He yelled that into the wind, needing to hear those words. “Don’t leave your academy. Don’t come here, gerel.” He clenched his jaw so hard it cracked. “That’s an order from your warrior, your Warlord—your barbarian, as you call me.”

The prospect that she might make the journey filled him with both a savage anticipation and an equally fierce trepidation.

He missed his gerel. Those too-few planet rotations shared with her had been the happiest of his lifespan.

But he couldn’t, wouldn’t, place her in danger. She was his light. Without her, he would be in eternal darkness…as he had been over the past solar cycles.

“If you die—” His voice broke.

He prided himself on his resolve, on his strength, yet he knew he wouldn’t survive her death. It would claw out his heart, his soul.

“If I fail you, if I am unable to find Tolui, and he gets to you first—” His Ellie was his greatest weakness. His enemy, being a fellow Chamele, would know that.

Tolui would hurt Berke’s little human, torture her, kill her.

Berke fell to his knees, sinking into the snow up to his ass. The cold hitched his breath. The stress remained. It had flattened him, yet he still couldn’t expel it. The pressure was building inside him, locked behind a thick layer of ice.

He parted his furs, flipped up the strips of leather serving as his ass coverings, exposing his bare skin to the elements. Rows of straight white scars curved around his upper thighs, a tally of the planet rotations he’d spent apart from his gerel.

Reaching behind him, he extracted his sword. The blade gleamed. He drew it across an unmarked expanse of skin. The wound was thin, shallow yet effective. Blood streamed over his thigh, dripped on the snow. The crimson was vivid against the white.

The pain was sharp enough to shatter his walls. The tension coursed out of him. Berke tilted his head back and howled, releasing his fears, his agony, his wanting for the female he couldn’t yet have. He freed all of the fervent emotions he normally kept locked inside him.

If his warriors could see him now, they would be appalled, might question his leadership, his control. But they couldn’t see him, would never view this side of him. To them, he was the cold Warlord of their equally cold planet and he would remain that way.

His loneliness, his solitude, the pain of his sacrifice, was his to bear alone, to purge in moments like this. His bellows were sucked into the wind. His face, twisted by his distress, was concealed by the blowing snow.

Here, in this place, with merely the ghost of his Ellie for company, he shamelessly shared what he normally kept hidden deep in his heart, roaring his outrage at the unfairness of it all until he had nothing left, his voice hoarse, his throat sore.

He slumped, drained of everything, hollow and empty and cold, oh-so cold. The tension was temporarily gone. His pain had dulled. The situation was…manageable.

His gaze lowered to his thighs. Gauze of ice had formed over his self-inflicted wound. The blood had stopped flowing. He should trek back to his underground chambers, apply a healing balm, prevent the slash from scarring.

Yet he wouldn’t. The mark would be a reminder of his weakness, a covert badge of shame only he was aware existed.

Berke’s thoughts returned, as they always did, to the female he had hidden from the beings in his universe, his most precious secret.

“Give me time, Ellie.” His tone was edged with a pleading no one else had ever heard him utter. He was admittedly a proud male, but with his gerel, all arrogance was discarded. “I need more time. There’s only one enemy remaining. I have to defeat him before I can retrieve you. Then we can start our life together. For once in your rebellious lifespan, delay your actions.”

Yet he knew her. He knew her impetuous, too-brave-for-his-sanity personality as he knew the curve of her cheeks and the gold flecks in her eyes. She would come for her bounty hunters, would consider that to be her responsibility.

His Ellie was a leader, as he was. She had surprised him by breaking her vow, that was true. But she wouldn’t leave one of her females stranded on a faraway planet, let alone two of them.

Berke covered his bare skin once more and rose to his booted feet, squaring his shoulders. He had to prepare for her arrival, had to find and subdue Tolui, the last threat to his gerel, the last barrier between them.

That was the best, the only way to protect her.

With Tolui’s surrender or death, the Succession Wars would end. Finally. Berke and his brothers would be the undisputed rulers. The Chamele sector would be at peace. He’d retrieve his Ellie.

His little bounty hunter would be in his arms again. His fingers twitched as he sheathed his sword. The tension in his form, the ache in his heart, would be replaced with contentment and happiness.

He would be warm again. His Ellie would banish the cold like she had before.

Berke took one last look at the cloud-covered sky, gazing toward his gerel’s location, and he turned in the direction from which he’d come, determined to make his projections a reality.

Or die trying.

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Warlord Reunited

To protect his little human female, he conveyed her far from the Chamele sector. He then returned to the endless battles, concealing his pain, his anguish, his need, under a thick layer of ice.

His gerel was safe. That was all that mattered to him.

Now, two of her bounty hunters have made the same terrible mistake. Elle is determined to rescue her friends and break their connections with their Chamele Warlords.

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Warlord Reunited – The Third Scene Of The First Chapter

By Cynthia Sax on February 3, 2020

Warlord Reunited, the fourth standalone story in the Chamele Barbarian Warlords series, is releasing on February 18th.

Last week, I shared the first scene from the first chapter.

You can read that scene here:
http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7056

This week I’m sharing the third scene of that first chapter.

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Berke forced himself to concentrate on the upcoming search. “Are we ready for sunrise?” He had relayed his plan to Jochi earlier in the planet rotation.

“Yes, my lord.” The male’s head dipped. “We merely await your order.”

“Good.” Berke expected nothing less than total obedience from his warriors, had a low tolerance for incompetence.

His parents’ deaths had taught him that mistakes killed loved ones. The bloody Succession Wars that followed that tragic event had reinforced that lesson.

“Assign three more warriors to the control chamber.” Finding Tolui wasn’t his only priority. “They are to monitor the border. If any ship approaches Chamele space, I am to be informed. Immediately.”

His brothers had claimed two of Ellie’s bounty hunters as their gerels. He knew his female, knew how her mind worked. She would respond to that.

He had to prepare for her arrival.

“Three more warriors will be assigned to the control chamber, my lord.” Unspoken questions glimmered in his Second’s eyes. The male knew better than to ask them. “You will be notified immediately if a ship approaches our borders.”

“Ensure that happens.” Berke arrived at the exterior doors. Two warriors guarded it. He stopped, waiting for Jochi to leave his side.

The male remained beside him.

“You have a task to complete.” He reminded his Second of his request.

“No task is more important than safeguarding you, my lord.” Jochi could be as stubborn as his Warlord.

His Second’s loyalty was admirable. And the concerns over his safety were warranted. Tolui remained on the loose. The would-be Warlord could target Berke.

But Berke needed to be alone. “I can protect myself.” He’d take that risk.

Jochi’s jaw jutted. The warrior was going to be a pain in the ass about it.

Berke couldn’t berate him for it. If…when his Ellie returned to Chamele 1, he would want his Second to be as protective of her. And she, knowing his defiant gerel, would be as adamant about safeguarding herself.

“If I don’t return in one-tenth of a shift, follow my trail.” He made that concession.

Jochi blew out his breath. His shoulders lowered. “I will do that, my lord.”

The warriors standing in front of the exit moved.

Berke pulled his furs upward, partially covering his face, placed his right palm on that control panel, and pushed through the doors.

Cold blasted him. Snow pellets bombarded his garment, tiny projectiles seeking bare skin. He hunched his shoulders, bowed his head, and trudged through the knee-deep banks of white.

Chamele 1 was permanently covered with ice and snow. Many beings, including his two brothers, questioned why he, as the eldest, would choose that planet to rule.

Destiny had made the decision for him.

Chamele 1 was where he had first met his Ellie. Her single-being ship had crashed near the settlement. He had been defending his right to rule, had been waging war against a cruel and ruthless uncle. There had been a break in fighting. He’d ventured to the crash site to investigate, had smelled the most delectable fragrance on the crisp cool wind, and his fate had been set.

And now it was the closest planet in the sector to his gerel.

Berke trekked up the mountain, moving as quickly as he was able. His muscles strained. Wind whipped his hair. Crystals of ice formed on his eyelashes.

The effort shaved off some of his tension. The air grew thinner. The terrain below him was concealed by the falling snow. The howling of the never-ending storm would mute the loudest of screams.

Berke reached the peak, tilted his head back, and gazed up at the sky. “Ellie, my Ellie.”

It was here that he felt closest to her, here that he spoke to her, not hiding his loneliness, his caring, his need.

The stars above him were covered by thick clouds, yet he was aware they were there, knew exactly where Dorian 2’s distant sun was situated.

He had left his Ellie on that planet. Where she would be safe.

That had been the toughest decision he’d made in a lifespan filled with tough decisions. Walking away from her had almost broken him.

But he had done it…for her, because a universe without his gerel in it wasn’t a place he ever wanted to be. He had to protect her…from his enemies, from his inability to think rationally when he was around her.

Not that she had appreciated that.

Planet rotations after he’d left, she’d left also, breaking her vow to stay on Dorian 2. She had returned to the bounty hunter academy she now led.

That had been devastating, a betrayal of his trust and a blow to his heart. The new planet, her current location, was farther from Chamele 1. It hosted more-violent beings, was the site of more gruesome deaths than the planet he’d chosen.

Berke lifted his right hand, reaching for his gerel, aware she was too far away to grasp yet needing to try…because he needed her. He craved her touch, her voice, her scent.

But he had to keep her safe. When he’d heard of her departure from Dorian 2, his resolve cracked. A wild impulse to pull her back to him, to re-capture her, had seized him.

Only the realization that he might lead his enemies to her had stopped him from chasing after her. Berke dropped his hand. He couldn’t risk his adversaries following him.

And while the academy was situated on a more violent planet, it was surrounded by high walls and hosted skilled bounty hunters. Sources of his stealthily checked on his gerel from time to time, relayed her circumstances to him.

He never revealed to those sources why he was interested in the leader of the bounty hunter academy. The warriors were loyal, obeyed him without asking any questions.

No one residing in the structure was in any danger. His Ellie would never place the girls she trained in peril.

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Read the next scene (available February 10th) here:
http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7064

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Warlord Reunited

To protect his little human female, he conveyed her far from the Chamele sector. He then returned to the endless battles, concealing his pain, his anguish, his need, under a thick layer of ice.

His gerel was safe. That was all that mattered to him.

Now, two of her bounty hunters have made the same terrible mistake. Elle is determined to rescue her friends and break their connections with their Chamele Warlords.

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Warlord Reunited – The Second Scene Of The First Chapter

By Cynthia Sax on January 27, 2020

Warlord Reunited, the fourth standalone story in the Chamele Barbarian Warlords series, is releasing on February 18th.

Last week, I shared the first scene from the first chapter.

You can read that scene here:
http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7056

This week I’m sharing the second scene of that first chapter.

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Berke rolled back his shoulders. A loud crack reverberated through the space. That action didn’t ease the weight bearing down on him, didn’t dissipate the tension that was slowly coiling tighter and tighter around him.

The jagged shards of ice piercing his core no longer alleviated the pressure either. That excruciating pain was always there, reminding him his gerel wasn’t by his side. He’d become accustomed to the hurt.

More was needed. He glanced around him. Some of his favorite weapons were displayed on the walls. A tinge of regret tugged at him. His Ellie would rave over the new additions. She shared his love for unique killing instruments.

He could picture her slender fingers wrapped around the handles, the sparkle in her big brown eyes as she tested them. Zondoo. He had to leave the chambers he’d once shared with her before he lost his renowned composure.

Rejoining his warriors didn’t appeal to him. He was too wound up, too close to breaking. They were loyal and skilled, deserved the cool, rational leader they expected. He couldn’t give them that right now.

Leaving the underground was a better option. He donned his furs, layering the garments over his form. Holsters and sheaths were strapped to his waist, his arms, his legs. They were filled with guns and blades, an assortment of weapons.

He opened a wall compartment, paused, gazing at its contents. Another stratum of stress settled on his chest.

Two swords in leather sheaths were stored there. One was wide and long and heavy. The other was thinner and shorter and lighter, yet no less deadly…like his gerel.

Berke ran his fingertips along the smaller weapon’s sheath. It was fashioned from the finest materials he could find. An image of a solar eclipse was imprinted on it. Rays of a solitary sun illuminated the curves of the moon, light emerging after a brief duration of darkness.

He craved that brilliance, that heat. The sheath had taken him almost a solar cycle to craft. The twenty-three previous attempts hadn’t met his severe specs. The bindings hadn’t been strong or straight enough. The images hadn’t the precision of the final version.

His fingers drifted over the hilt of the sword. The metal warmed to his touch, seemed as alive as his Ellie, its intended recipient.

Horologium carbide was coveted by warriors throughout the universe, was the best material to construct blades. Berke had sourced enough of it for the fabrication of the two swords, had that precious compound conveyed to the most skilled weapons designer alive, an elderly Silian female who had dedicated her long lifespan solely to that craft.

His lips lifted slightly. The result was perfection. It was a flawless sword for a flawless female. His Ellie would love it.

And she would be the first being to wield it. He reluctantly lifted his hands from the smaller blade, grasped the larger one.

That weapon was his. It was identical in design, would have been a joy to handle if he could still experience pleasure.

That emotion required a functional heart. His was frozen, had been enclosed by ice from the moment he and his gerel had parted.

The holder for his sword was much older, had been worn by time, battered by past battles. He could, and would, never replace it. The sheath had been constructed by his father, the previous Warlord.

That male had been a great leader, a loving parent, and Berke missed him.

His gaze shifted to the smaller sword. His losses, both temporary and permanent, haunted him. The tension inside him increased to unbearable levels.

He had to expel it. In private. Where no one could see or hear him. As he stalked across the chamber, he strapped his sword to his back.

His warriors were also aware he had found his gerel. Most of them assumed he’d somehow survived her death.

Berke preferred they believed that. If everyone thought his gerel was dead, unscrupulous enemies wouldn’t use her existence against him. They couldn’t hurt her, kill her.

The stress he was under threatened to break him. He sealed his emotions under a chilly mask, placed one of his palms on the control panel.

The doors opened, revealing two Chamele guards. They stepped aside.

Berke strode forward.

Jochi, his second, waited in the hallway. His best warrior’s expression was as studiously blank as his own was.

“My lord.” The male fell into place beside him, matching his pace.

They marched up the incline, heading toward one of the less-utilized entrances to the underground settlement.

It was the passageway his Ellie had preferred. She believed it to be her own and he had allowed her to think that.

Zondoo. He had to focus, had to stop thinking about her. That was one of the reasons he’d sent her to safety. When she was around him, he couldn’t hold another thought in his head.

That was dangerous…for her, for him, for the beings under his protection.

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Read the next scene (available February 3rd) here:
http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7062

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Warlord Reunited

To protect his little human female, he conveyed her far from the Chamele sector. He then returned to the endless battles, concealing his pain, his anguish, his need, under a thick layer of ice.

His gerel was safe. That was all that mattered to him.

Now, two of her bounty hunters have made the same terrible mistake. Elle is determined to rescue her friends and break their connections with their Chamele Warlords.

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Warlord Reunited – First Scene Of Chapter One

By Cynthia Sax on January 20, 2020

Warlord Reunited, the fourth standalone story in the Chamele Barbarian Warlords series, is releasing on February 18th.

As we wait for Warlord Reunited to release, I thought I’d share the first chapter. This week I’m sharing the first scene of that first chapter.

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Chapter One

A Chamele warrior couldn’t live without his gerel.

Berke had proven that ‘fact’ to be false. He was living without her. It was torturous, more painful than a deep stomach wound. But he had survived the separation.

He would continue to tolerate it until the last threat to his female was dead.

“We have to find Tolui. Now.” He crossed his arms in front of his chest, his frustration and impatience hidden under a countenance as icy as the planet he ruled.

They were running out of time to deal with the would-be Warlord.

A chill gripped Berke. Knowing his Ellie, she was already contemplating traveling to Chamele to retrieve her bounty hunters, the two females his brothers had claimed as their gerels.

If he and his warriors failed to find their sole remaining enemy before she arrived, his little bounty hunter, the holder of his heart, would be placed in peril. All his sacrifices, all of the time spent in agonizing solitude, would have been for nothing.

“And how do you propose we find Tolui?” Murad, the youngest of his two brothers and a fellow Warlord, lifted his eyebrows. His image, along with their brother Khan’s, was displayed on a wall viewscreen in Berke’s private chambers. “He and his clones have eluded every trap we’ve set for him. His ships are indistinguishable from ours.”

“They were our ships.” Khan was the most battle-ready of his brothers and the Warlord of the lushest planet in the system. “That’s why they’re indistinguishable. The dishonorable male stole those ships from us.”

“We were sloppy.” Murad’s lips flattened. One of the ships had been his private vessel. “It won’t happen again.”

“I agree. It won’t happen again. Once Tolui is dead, the thefts will stop.” Berke didn’t care about the ships. His sole concern was protecting the one being he loved most in the universe.

That had been his top priority since the first moment he saw his Ellie, his gerel, the only being who could thaw the frost inside him and heat his soul.

His brothers had never met her.

They must have realized he’d found his female. His scent had changed after he bonded with her. That happened with all Chamele warriors once they claimed their gerel, the one being they were destined to find.

But his brothers might have believed the rumors about her having died. They weren’t aware that she was very much alive, was the reason he was driven to hunt down their rivals and end the Succession Wars.

“When we find Tolui, we’ll find our ships.” If that was the incentive his brothers needed, he would supply it.

“We could ground our warriors and shoot any remaining ships out of the skies.” Khan had offered that option in the past.

It remained unacceptable. The risk they could kill the one being Berke couldn’t live without was too great. His Ellie was…unpredictable. He couldn’t foresee when she might arrive and where she might go.

“At sunrise, we’ll employ all our fleets and all our warriors, both active and inactive. We’ll gather every being we can spare and canvass Chamele, searching every planet, every square of terrain, every section of space.” Berke shared his plan with his brothers. “We’ll locate Tolui and we’ll kill him.”

“He could surrender.” Murad glanced off-viewscreen. His expression softened.

Both of his brothers foolishly kept their gerels close to them.

Berke’s lips twisted. He cared for his Ellie too much to do that. “If Tolui surrenders and pledges loyalty to us, he will live.”

The would-be Warlord would be given the same choice they had offered to all of their rivals during the long and bloody Succession Wars. If he surrendered, he would be watched by some of their warriors for the rest of his lifespan.

Berke didn’t trust the rogue Chamele to keep his word.

“We’re in the midst of the harvest.” His youngest brother’s planet supplied much of the nourishment for the sector. “If we wait ten more planet rotations, I can spare more warriors for the search.”

Berke couldn’t wait that long…because his Ellie wouldn’t delay her voyage. She might have already left her bounty hunter academy. Excitement edged with fear rushed through his form.

“The search for Tolui is happening at sunrise.” He wouldn’t move on that timing.

Murad narrowed his eyes at him. “A postponement of ten planet rotations won’t make a difference to you and your search.”

A postponement of ten planet rotations could kill his gerel. Berke folded his fingers into tight fists. “We stick to the plan.”

His youngest brother opened his mouth.

“Sunrise is optimal.” Khan surprised Berke by defending his timeline. “This is a battle, and in battle, we strike hard and fast.” He extended his claws and jabbed the air in front of him. “It will give Tolui less time to prepare should one of our warriors betray us and inform him of our plans.”

They had all been deceived by beings close to them, had learned to be wary.

“Then we search at sunrise.” Murad blew out his breath, his youngest brother conceding defeat.

“We’ll communicate after the rest cycle.” Berke nodded, satisfied with that decision.

He ended the transmission. The images of his brothers faded.

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http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7060

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Warlord Reunited

To protect his little human female, he conveyed her far from the Chamele sector. He then returned to the endless battles, concealing his pain, his anguish, his need, under a thick layer of ice.

His gerel was safe. That was all that mattered to him.

Now, two of her bounty hunters have made the same terrible mistake. Elle is determined to rescue her friends and break their connections with their Chamele Warlords.

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Talking Collections And Warlord Unarmed With Delilah Devlin

By Cynthia Sax on October 8, 2019

I’m visiting Delilah Devlin’s online home, talking about Warlord Unarmed and collections.
What do YOU collect?

Read the full post here: https://www.delilahdevlin.com/blog/2019/10/07/cynthia-sax-collections-and-warlord-unarmed/

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Warlord Unarmed

Protected by the Barbarian Warrior
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Murad, a technology-loving Chamele Warlord, has to track down and eliminate a rogue warrior before that male ends Murad’s reign. Permanently.

When a pieced-together wreck of a ship enters the sector without authorization, Murad assumes it is piloted by an ally of his enemy and decides to blow the battered vessel out of open space.

Then he hears the voice of its sole occupant and his orders and his priorities immediately shift. The captain of the ship is his gerel, the one female he’s genetically compatible with—the light to his darkness, his future, his everything.

He will protect her…even if it costs him his life.

Bounty hunter Gale doesn’t want or need protection. She has entered Chamele space on a rescue mission. A tall, muscular, half-naked barbarian with humor-lit eyes and gentle hands won’t distract her from that purpose, no matter what he tries.

A broken ship and an enemy focused on revenge do interfere with her plans. Gale’s goal changes from saving a friend to saving herself. The only being who can increase her chances of survival is the one Warlord she can’t resist.

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Warlord Unarmed Mentioned On Dear Author

By Cynthia Sax on September 17, 2019

Woot!
Warlord Unarmed was mentioned on Dear Author!

See all of the new releases here: https://dearauthor.com/features/new-releases/new-releases-week-of-september-17-2019/

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Warlord Unarmed

Protected by the Barbarian Warrior
* * *
Murad, a technology-loving Chamele Warlord, has to track down and eliminate a rogue warrior before that male ends Murad’s reign. Permanently.

When a pieced-together wreck of a ship enters the sector without authorization, Murad assumes it is piloted by an ally of his enemy and decides to blow the battered vessel out of open space.

He will protect her…even if it costs him his life.

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Warlord Unarmed Releases!

By Cynthia Sax on September 17, 2019

Woot!
Warlord Unarmed, the third story in the Chamele Barbarian Warlords series, releases today!
I hope you enjoy this story!

Warlord Unarmed

Protected by the Barbarian Warrior
* * *
Murad, a technology-loving Chamele Warlord, has to track down and eliminate a rogue warrior before that male ends Murad’s reign. Permanently.

When a pieced-together wreck of a ship enters the sector without authorization, Murad assumes it is piloted by an ally of his enemy and decides to blow the battered vessel out of open space.

He will protect her…even if it costs him his life.

Buy Now:

Amazon US:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07V6LWGT3

Amazon UK:
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07V6LWGT3

Apple/iTunes:
https://books.apple.com/us/book/warlord-unarmed/id1472428313

B&N:
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1115367567

Kobo:
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/warlord-unarmed-1

Smashwords:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/948299

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Warlord Unarmed – Fourth Scene From The First Chapter

By Cynthia Sax on September 9, 2019

As we wait for Warlord Unarmed, the third story in the Chamele Barbarian Warlords series, to release on September 17th, I’m sharing the first chapter.

You can read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=6971.

Today, I’m sharing the final scene in the first chapter.

***

The ship they were flying landed. The doors opened. The scent of smoke and fuel assaulted Murad’s nostrils.

The drones flew over the site, relaying images. Panels, engine parts, seats were identifiable…barely. The size and shape were telling.

It had been a ship.

Bots navigated the terrain. There were no signs of undetonated explosives. Tolui and his rogue warriors had blown up the ship and departed.

“Inform me if you spot anything unusual.” Murad told his males as they started walking the site.

Wires snapped and slithered on the ground. He lifted a piece of panel. An unoccupied seat was hidden underneath it.

Murad recognized it, had chosen that style for their new ship. Hopes of finding his two warriors alive dwindled.

“My lord.” One of his males called to him.

All of them moved to the spot. A severed hand lay on the flattened vegetation. There was a deep silver scar on the palm.

Murad recognized it. “Renzong deserves our respect. Collect as much of his body as possible.”

“My lord.” Sartaq had lifted a piece of debris.

Hair covered what appeared to be a head. Murad’s stomach heaved as he crouched beside it.

It was tempting to relay the task of identifying the dead to another warrior. But he couldn’t do that.

The males had been his responsibility, his beings to safeguard.

He carefully unwrapped the long black strands from around the face. Gegeen stared back at him, his eyes wide and unseeing.

Grief gripped Murad, digging its sharp claws into his soul. “You defended our ship with your lifespan, warrior.” His heart ached. “I would have never asked that of you. I can replace the ship. I will never replace you.” His friend had been one of a kind, a male unlike any other. “But I’m not surprised you made that sacrifice. That was the type of warrior you were – brave, fierce, extremely stubborn.”

The males gathered around him guffawed uneasily at his weak attempt at a joke. Gegeen and Renzong would have done the same.

But now they wouldn’t laugh again.

“I’m honored to have fought with you.” Murad straightened, holding the head of his friend. “We will meet again. But not soon.”

That prompted more sorrow-edged laughter from his warriors. Humor had pushed them through the dark times, the times when they believed they were doomed, when all hope had vanished.

This was one of those moments. They had been waging war for so long, had lost so many beings, family, friends, warriors, the combat-hardened, and the innocent.

It seemed endless, and the males watching him, waiting for him to speak, were tired…as he was.

But they were close to peace and they couldn’t give up.

“The being responsible for this isn’t a new enemy.” Murad reminded his warriors. “We know who did this.”

“That bastard Tolui killed Gegeen and Renzong.” Jayaaatu, the youngest warrior on the team, spat on the debris-covered ground.

“Yes, that bastard Tolui killed them.” Murad looked at each warrior, meeting their gazes one by one, absorbing their volatile emotions, allowing them to see his. “I was the being he was targeting with this strike. He thought I was flying the ship.”

The warriors shifted slightly, tightening the protective circle around him, their leader.

“Tolui thinks I’m dead. He believes Chamele 3 no longer has a Warlord.” Murad’s voice rose. “But the enemy is wrong.”

The males nodded, their eyes sparking with fire.

“We have a Warlord and we have the best warriors and the best technology in the sector.” Murad blasted them with words. “It’s time to rid Chamele of our sole remaining enemy. We will honor the memories of Gegeen and Renzong by eradicating that threat. That will be their legacy and we will give that to them.”

The warriors cheered, lifting their swords and daggers high above their heads.

He did the same, raising his sword, a weapon given to him by his father, one of the best Warlords Chamele had ever known.

Murad would be worthy of the role he’d been given. They would kill Tolui, avenge Gegeen and Renzong. The clones would surrender. Peace would engulf the sector.

Then he would retrieve his gerel.

***

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Warlord Unarmed

Protected by the Barbarian Warrior
* * *
Murad, a technology-loving Chamele Warlord, has to track down and eliminate a rogue warrior before that male ends Murad’s reign. Permanently.

When a pieced-together wreck of a ship enters the sector without authorization, Murad assumes it is piloted by an ally of his enemy and decides to blow the battered vessel out of open space.

He will protect her…even if it costs him his life.

Pre-order Now:

Amazon US:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07V6LWGT3

Amazon UK:
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07V6LWGT3

Apple/iTunes:
https://books.apple.com/us/book/warlord-unarmed/id1472428313

B&N:
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1115367567

Kobo:
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/warlord-unarmed-1

Smashwords:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/948299

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