Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Introducing Cara Bristol's Spanking New Sci-fi Romance "Terran"!

My guest today is the best selling author Cara Bristol. If you haven't met Cara yet you are in for a treat! Her books are super hot, full of heart and feature a lot of spicy spanking.

Terran: When aliens take control…
By Cara Bristol
Sometimes what I know about the books I write isn’t as significant as what my characters do on their own.
When I conceived the idea Terran, the second book in the Breeder sci-fi romance, I already had the heroine and hero picked out. I’d introduced them in the first book: Tara Diehl, a pink-haired vendor in the Terran Bazaar of the Parseon Market, and Marlix, a pseudo villain who hates the Earth people and wishes they’d all return to their planet.
But I knew that Marlix wasn’t the bad guy he’s believed him to be.
I knew that the alien Parseon society needed to progress toward the grand finale I have in mind in book three (Warrior).
I knew that Tara would be injured and would convalesce at Marlix’s underground bunker home. (This would be a major plot point that would allow the hero and heroine to draw closer together.)
What I didn’t know was how to get Tara to Marlix’s domicile. By what means would a lowly female Terran vendor end up at the home of one of five ruling Alphas?  This would be like grocery store checker being installed in the Lincoln bedroom of the White House.
In typical pantser-fashion, I decided to wing it and started writing the book without having this tiny detail settled. I set up the meeting between Marlix and Tara. She sells bullet-proof material. He wants it for uniforms to protect his personal guard force, but he loathes having to deal with a Terran—particularly a female one.
But when he meets Tara, to his surprise, he’s attracted to her. He finds her amusing.
And then stuff happens (you’ll have to read the book to find out what). Tara is injured.
And Marlix kidnaps her!
I had no idea he was going to do that. I should have. It makes perfect sense. He’s an Alpha Commander with a strong sense of entitlement. As he tells Tara, “I win. Always.” When he sees what he wants, he takes it.
And that’s how Terran become a capture romance.
Maybe I should have given Marlix co-author credit.
Terran blurb
After fleeing loneliness and heartache on Terra, Tara Diehl has adjusted to male-dominated Parseon better than most vendors--until she is kidnapped by Alpha Marlix, one of the five rulers of the planet. At first she’s terrified of her tall, muscled abductor, especially when he doesn’t hesitate to quell her struggle for freedom with a little corporal discipline. After all her methods and ploys to escape fail, she decides to seduce her way to freedom.

But out of seduction and subterfuge grow a true intimacy that cause Marlix and Tara to take action that drives Parseon to the brink of civil war, and threatens not only their relationship, but also their lives.

Terran, the second book in the Breeder sci-fi series, is a “capture” romance involving a domineering but hunky alien, and a female with a bad dye job and an even worse attitude.
Terran Excerpt
If people gawked, she did not notice. Panic blinded Tara to all but instinct as she tore through the Bazaar. Suck it up. Suck it up. Sobs of relief convulsed in her throat when her feet found their way to her shop. Perched on a counter stool eating lunch, Ramon leaped to his feet as she stumbled in.
“My God, Tara! What the hell happened?” He grabbed a bolt of flannel off its stand and threw it around her, then hugged her to his chest.
Unable to stop crying, she heaved and shuddered as Ramon rocked her and swore under his breath.
“I th-thought it w-would be o-o-okay. I only went out-outside to check.”
Ramon stiffened.
“They grabbed me,” she sobbed.
“Th-three males.”
“Fuck,” he swore, his voice laden with concern. He did not need to say I-told-you-so to remind Tara how foolish she’d been. “We need to call Security. The Terran Embassy.”
She shook her head. “No.” The Terrans held little authority and couldn’t do anything. Parseon Security did have power but would do nothing. Nor could she endure an interrogation by males cut from the same cloth as her attackers. Parseon did not consider sexual assault a crime but rather a sport, which was why the treaty attempted to protect its female vendors by insisting they travel with an escort. By venturing into the Market alone, she had disobeyed the rules intended to protect her.
“Yes. My God, Tara, you were attacked.” He dropped his voice to a hoarse whisper. “Did they rape you?”
“No,” she lied. She squeezed her eyes shut against Ramon’s shoulder. She’d been pinned to the ground. They had sodomized her with their fingers—they just hadn’t gotten around to the rest of it, because the Commander had intervened. She recalled his growl, his shadow. The boot on her back had lifted, and her attacker had flown through the air. She’d heard a thud and a snap, and then the pounding of feet as the other two attackers had scrambled away.
Only Alpha remained. Though he’d saved her, the rage and intent to harm that enlarged his already huge body had terrified her, and she’d fled, as much from him as the attack.
“You’re bleeding,” Ramon said, and she became aware of searing pain in her legs, back, and chest. They’d cut her when they had sliced at her clothing and had pummeled her with their fists and feet. “You need medical attention. I’m calling Security.”
“No!” came a gravelly shout.
Ramon started, but Tara did not. Hadn’t she known all along he would follow her?
“I will handle this.” There was no mistaking the threat in the gaze the Alpha cast upon Ramon. “Leave us.”
A brave Ramon shook his head. “No, I’m staying.”
Aggression shimmered off the Commander in waves. Ramon was wiry but little match for most men on Terra, let alone an Alpha. She had little doubt how he would fare in a confrontation. Again, she pictured her attacker sailing through the air as if the Commander had thrown a stuffed toy and not a live adult male.
She opened her mouth to reassure her shop mate she would be okay, but before she could speak, the Commander yanked her out of Ramon’s protective embrace and slung her over his shoulder. The Alpha stalked out of her shop into the Bazaar.
She could hear Ramon yelling.
Shock and fear paralyzed her. Hard sinew and bone shifted beneath her abdomen as the Commander carried her as if her weight posed no burden. She stared at the moving ground. His arm across her thighs immobilized her legs. The flannel with which Ramon had covered her trussed her arms. Tara found her voice. “Let me go! Where are you taking me?” Had he saved her only to rape her himself? Along with amusement and derision, there’d been lust in his eyes during their fabric transaction.
The Commander ignored her.
Tara worked her arms free of the flannel and punched at his legs. “Put me down, now!”
He growled and struck her ass hard three times.
She hit him again.
He retaliated.
 For every blow she landed against him, he tripled with his own.
“Help! Somebody, please help,” she screamed, knowing it was in vain. Not a single person had come to her rescue during the attack by the betas, and no one would oppose an Alpha. Parseons would not, and though shock registered on the faces of her fellow vendors, the Commander moved too swiftly for them to do anything—if they had dared. Her fear rising, Tara began to cry.
Before she knew it, they had exited the Bazaar, left the Market, and boarded the sky tram.
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  1. Thank you Cara for being my guest. Congratulations on another great book!

  2. Great excerpt! Definitely a winner. Thanks for joining us today!

    1. Hi Fran! Terran is #1 on Sci-fi Amazon. Cara's an amazing storyteller.

  3. Replies
    1. Hi Tessie, you're a Sci-fi girl too. You would really enjoy Terran.

  4. Sounds like a hot read! Thanks for sharing!!

    1. Melissa, Cara delivers a very hot read, enjoy.

  5. Wonderful excerpt! Terran sounds like a must read.

  6. Great excerpt! Terran sounds like a hot read.
    Congrats Cara!


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