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Thursday, January 8, 2015

More, Please!!

Katalina Leon is starting out our New Year off with a bang!!

Forsaken Realms: On The Run, Bounty Hunters is available for pre-order now and releases on January 13th!

Didn't you love the excerpt she posted here yesterday?!! Lucky us; we have another one today! And Kat has a very special piece of news - more Bounty Hunters United stories are already in the pipeline. After you read Forsaken Realms, let her know if you think Von should get his own story!

Blurb: Forsaken Realms:

On The Run, Bounty Hunters.

“Retrieval specialist” is a fancy term for high-level corporate bounty hunting and Agent Gemmina Nayar is the best in her league. She’s a sense-enhanced, level-seven bounty hunter from New Mumbai who receives an exclusive invitation to track a dangerous criminal on private property. She arrives on the tropical planetoid eager to hunt and release her inner tigress, but is disappointed to discover the bounty has already been captured.

Syan is a Kironian, an off-limits alien race. He’s gorgeous, rugged and all male. Even sedated and forced to wear an electronic silence collar, he resembles a coppery skinned refugee from Mount Olympus. Gemmina’s unaware Kironian saliva is loaded with pheromones that can turn even the most indifferent woman into a willing mate. A single kiss or bite is sabotage.

When the mission turns lethal, she realizes she’s not only been tricked into bringing the wrong man to justice, but the harsh jungle below is a calculated trap.

Excerpt: (Following a horrific shuttle crash)

Gemmina woke with a groan. Everything hurt, and she was inexplicitly soaked to the skin. Her long black hair had unfurled from its braid, and the wet strands clung to her face. Her eyelids flickered open and immediately shut as blinding bright sunlight made her head pound. Her forehead ached as if a thunderstorm brewed inside her skull. There was also someone solid and warm locked against her.

With effort she lifted her head, glanced over her shoulder and saw Syan. His eyes were closed, and his chest rose and fell with each deep breath. Her first concern was that he was unconscious. He could have been injured or perhaps he simply collapsed in exhaustion. She couldn’t tell which.

“You can let go now.” She tried to pry herself loose from his grip, but couldn’t. He was sound asleep, but held tight. For a moment she studied his face, the lush arc of his lips, the chevron of his heavy black brows. It was impossible to look at him and not notice he was an especially gorgeous man. She tapped his chest.

“Wake up.” Her voice sounded hoarse.

Syan opened his eyes and smiled at her, making tiny lines at the corners fan. “You’re alive.” He spoke the words aloud. His accent was exotic and voice rich. “For a short while I wasn’t sure.”

The silence collar had been removed. A red gash had opened on the side of his neck where the collar had been.

“You tore the collar off? How?”

“I don’t want to be treated like a captured animal. It took persistence but I snapped it off.” As proof of his tenacity he held out his hands displaying the raw grooves that the collar had gouged into his fingers.

“I’ve never seen anyone do that. You are determined. What happened to us?”

“Your ship broke apart in high orbit.”

“I remember that. I mean after.”

“You were knocked unconscious. I grabbed hold of you, dragged you toward the hatch, and jumped.”

“You held onto me during a jump? That was chancy. We might have tangled lines.”

He brushed a gentle hand against her shoulder. “It’s a good thing I held on. The chutes did not open automatically.”

“Your chute didn’t open?”

“Yours didn’t.”

“What?”

“I had to hold onto to you, and it was a fast, hard drop.”

Cautiously she explored her aching ribs with a series of light finger taps. “I think I’m going to have some colorful souvenir bruises.”

“Did I hurt you? I’m sorry. I might have squeezed too hard. I was so scared I might drop you.”