 Ten years ago, Commander Lucas Brighton left behind everything safe and familiar in hopes of outrunning his family’s legacy. For a while it worked. For a while, he was more than just the son of a killer or the heir to a pharmaceutical empire. Now, instead of his coveted command post on Alpha Station: X4, he spends his days in an underground lab failing to turn a bunch of magical flowers into an effective treatment for infertility. When the king of the entire planet asks you to aid in the advancement of human medicine, you do it. For Jael Moonmist, that means leaving Xenthian for the first time in her long life and traveling across the galaxies to a strange, unknown world. Arriving at the front door of the hilltop mansion, she holds few expectations. Least of which is meeting her soulmate, then having him pass out before she can even introduce herself. Their relationship gets off to a rocky start, but when a mishap in the lab leaves Jael suffering from a mysterious illness, Luke will do whatever it takes to save her. Even if that means abandoning everything and embarking on a frantic trek across the universe. With the clock ticking, can he reach the antidote on Xenthian in time, or will he be forced to watch as his new mate is consumed by the fever?       ExcerptThe female knelt on the floor beside the sofa, watching him cautiously with big, lavender eyes that dominated her delicate features. Markings in swirls and splotches curled up the side of her neck and wrapped around her arms, shimmering with a faint, translucent light. She had her bottom lip caught between her teeth, and when seconds passed without a response from him, she lowered her head and tucked a strand of wavy, midnight hair behind her pointed ear.
“I know you.” He remembered uttering something similar when they’d first met. “You’re Jael.” Her head snapped up, and she nodded slowly. “Yes, that’s right.” As she spoke, she inched closer but stopped short of actually touching him. “How do you feel? Are you hungry? Would you like some water? What do you remember? Is there anything I can get you?” She spoke so quickly Luke could barely understand her, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Whoa, slow down. One question at a time.” A sweet blush tinged her cheeks, and she ducked her head again as she mumbled, “Apologies.” “Hey, no. I didn’t mean it like that.” He reached out, intending to slide a finger under her chin, but he stopped abruptly when he caught sight of his hand. “What the fuck?” Alarm flared, and panic made him recoil. It wasn’t like his hands had ever been small or elegant, but now, they were the size of goddamn dinner plates. Hell, his palm could cover the entire side of the female’s face. Holding both arms out in front of him, he turned his hands one way, then the other, staring at the corded muscles that ran from his wrists to his elbows. From there, it only got worse. His biceps appeared roughly twice the size they’d been when he’d fallen asleep. His bare chest was definitely broader, with harder, denser muscles. His thighs bulged beneath the blanket that covered his lap, and it didn’t escape his notice that with his feet on the floor, his knees now rose higher than a ninety-degree angle. “What the hell happened to me?” Shoving to his feet, he stumbled and swayed, and it took him several seconds and a lot of flailing to find his balance. “What is this?” From where he stood, he should have been eye-level with the fifth shelf on the bookcase—not the seventh. “What the actual fuck?” “Please,” Jael implored as she scrambled to her feet. “I can explain everything, but I need you to calm down.” Calm down?When he’d gone to sleep—passed out, whatever—he’d been fine. Then, he’d woken up as a freaking beast, and she wanted him to calm down. It was an impossible task, especially when he made the mistake of glancing down his oversized body to find his dick just hanging out for everyone to see. “Why the hell am I naked?” he yelled as he snatched the throw blanket off the couch and wrapped it around his waist. It didn’t make him feel better, but at least it allowed him a modicum of dignity. “Where are my clothes? Why do I look like this? What the hell is going on right now?” “One question at a time,” Jael replied with a sly smirk. “Please, neelum, sit before you hurt yourself.” “I’m not going to sit. I’m fine.” He sure as hell wasn’t fine, but what else could he say? “What did you do to me?” “Me?” She jerked back and fisted her hands at her sides. “I didn’t do this.” “You did,” he snapped, fear making his tone harsher than he’d intended. “Tell me.” No one grew an entire foot and gained thirty pounds of muscle in a couple of hours without some kind of intervention. “Just tell me what you did to me.” “Luke, stop it.” Cami entered the room at a fast clip but stopped several feet away and narrowed her eyes. “You’re being a complete ass.” Still clutching the blanket around his waist, Luke faced her with a matching glare. “How the hell is this my fault?” With no explanation forthcoming from either female, he growled with impatience. “Damn it! Someone better start talking.” “You will take care how you address my sister.” A male with dark hair and a savage expression appeared beside the empty fireplace, seemingly from nowhere, his hand resting on the hilt of his dagger. Luke vaguely recognized him from earlier on the porch. If he’d been given a name, he couldn’t remember it, and currently, he didn’t care. “Speak to her harshly again,” the male continued, “and I’ll sever your tongue from your ignorant mouth.” On one hand, if anyone dared to talk to Cami the way he’d just raised his voice to Jael, Luke would hand them their ass. On the other hand, fuck that guy. “You can try it.”
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I recently watched a video where a guy put a cheesecake recipe through Google Translate, then proceeded to make the dessert based on the directions. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in my life. I couldn't breathe. Brandon Farris is hilarious, and if you aren't following him yet, I highly recommend you do. After laughing until I cried, I got to thinking what my books might sound like if I applied the same method. The results were so much fun, I couldn't help but share. Enjoy! Excerpt of 3013: Fever "Please," Jael prayed as she got up to her feet. "I can say everything, but I need to keep quiet." Be patient? When he was laying, went out, everything-he'd be all right. Then, he would raise up like a loose beast, and she wanted him to set down. This was an impossible task, especially when he was in a bad mood to look at his own body and be aware that he was looking at himself. "Why is hell so naked?" He screamed as he took off the sackcloth and wrapped it around his waist. That didn't make him feel good, but maybe it let him be no longer respected. "Where are my clothes? Why do I look like this? Does hell happen right now?" "One question at a time," Jael replied with a miracle. "Please, neelum, sit down before you hurt yourself." "I don't. I am good." He sure if hell wasn't good, but what else could he say? "What did you do for me?" "I?" She shook back and just put her hands on her side. "I haven't done this." He complained, “He did,” fearing that his words would be more difficult than he wanted. "Tell me." No one walked all the foot and found thirty pounds in a few hours without them. "Tell me what you did to me." "Luke, faith." Cami put the room in the picture but stopped several times as I watched. "You stay a full donkey." He was wearing a blanket on his waist, and Luke met him with his neighbor's eggs. "So is my problem?" Without describing what comes from women, he was tired and patient. Somebody start talking." "You will take care of how to walk with my sister." A man with red hair and violent words appeared outside a fireplace, seemingly empty, his hand sitting on his seat. Luke unknowingly recognized him from the past on the balcony. If he was given a name, he could not remember, and he is not now careful. "Speak to him again and again," he continues, "and I will circumcise your tongue from your mouth." On one hand, if someone tried to talk to Cami as he just raised his voice to Jael, Luke would give them their ass. On the other hand, leave the boy. "You can try." “Who! Put it, all of you." Directing them to place themselves among them, Cami throwed her hands off and jumped her foot. "Enough. Everyone, just take a stick." "I want to beat" "Luke!" she screamed. "Not help." Deeply caught, she took the breath from the heartbeat, then she released them slowly as she pulled out her hands. "Behold, I am delaying, and everyone is on the edge. So why can we rest, and we can repeat this conversation in the morning and a little louder?" "I just started to wake up." Although Luke was listening, he was still a boy, but he did not change his words. He didn't want to sleep. They wanted answers. Cami shot him in the skin. "Then, you can be here by yourself thinking about how you did." "I didn't -" "Humbly." Luke shook and looked down on his chest. "Can I have clothes?" Coming Soon!  Ten years ago, Commander Lucas Brighton left behind everything safe and familiar in hopes of outrunning his family's legacy. For a while it worked. For a while, he was more than just the son of a killer or the heir to a pharmaceutical empire. Now, instead of his coveted command post on Alpha Station: X4, he spends his days in an underground lab failing to turn a bunch of magical flowers into an effective treatment for infertility. When the king of the entire planet asks you to aid in the advancement of human medicine, you do it. For Jael Moonmist, that means leaving Xenthian for the first time in her long life and traveling across the galaxies to a strange, unknown world. Arriving at the front door of the opulent, hilltop mansion, she holds few expectations. Least of which is meeting her soulmate, then having him pass out before she can even introduce herself. Their relationship gets off to a rocky start, but when a mishap in the lab leaves Jael suffering from a mysterious illness, Luke will do whatever it takes to save her. Even if that means abandoning everything and embarking on a frantic trek across the universe. With the clock ticking, can he reach the antidote on Xenthian in time, or will he be forced to watch as his new mate is consumed by the fever?  |
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