Captain Jack Dancer of Security
by Shelby Morgen.
Commander Kala Decoltéir always gets her man, and she wants the
space pirate they call Dancer -- no matter who -- or what -- he is. This time,
Dancer has no escape.
Then
the crowd disappeared, and only one man stood between her and the Zondiran. One
lone man, wearing a black duster that obscured everything but the wide set of
his shoulders. And he wasn’t screaming. Or running. He wasn’t moving at all. He
was standing in the exact middle of the catwalk, his back to Kala, and he was
far too big for the Zondiran to push past.
Maxim Dollavera of Trash & Treasure by Mikala Ash
Award-winning reporter for the Adana Observer Holly Barberossa
finds herself once again in her natural environment, hot water.
He dropped himself unasked into the seat opposite her. His
violet eyes fixed her like one of her best leading questions. She met his glare
without fear. No one out stared her. She was an expert at that game. As time
slid by, the seconds turning into minutes, she was acutely aware of a dollop of
sauce slowly sliding from the corner of her mouth down to her chin where it
hung in mid air by a string of what she guessed, with supreme embarrassment,
was saliva. She considered dabbing at it with her napkin but not wanting to
give the impression she cared one jot what he thought of her, she decided not
to break the standoff.
Her face flushed when she realized his eyes had followed
the sauce’s indefatigable course and was now mirroring its pendulum-like
motion.
Dryson of Bite by Marteeka Karland
The last thing Dryson expects when he takes his latest shipment
of smuggled goods to Spaceport Adana is to end up with a Rajian sex slave,
Sasha. Sasha is a force to be reckoned with, and her bite is definitely worse
than her bark.
Sasha’s heart rate increased, and she was anything but
bored now. She stood up straighter and looked the gorgeous man in the eye. This
man might think he wanted a slave, but no man with that much confidence
and air of authority would want a woman as weak-willed as Mathum wanted. No.
He’d want an equal. Maybe he’d be able to physically overpower her, but he’d
want someone who could hold her own with him. Oh, yes. This was someone she
could have fun with for a few months.
Lt. Davis Darkano of Scavenger by B.J. McCall
Scavenging space junk isn’t glamorous or lucrative, but finding
a disabled Allied Planets Security drone is an unexpected treasure Captain
Anexa Loy can’t pass up.
Anexa didn’t want forever and she didn’t need a man in her
day-to-day life. She wanted a lover. Someone yummy. Someone like the tall man
heading toward the Red Light District would do just fine. His hair was as dark
as deep space and cut short. His broad shoulders and confident stride made him
stand out in the bustling crowd.
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