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  • Say YES to FREE scifi romance & no to signups! Get 8 free #SFR romances with NO hassle. #SFRInvasion

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    The Star Princess by Susan Grant

    Ilana was more than happy to serve as an Earth tour guide for the stuffy alien crown prince–she just never planned on marrying him!

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    Reconstructed by Tasha Black

    Some heroes aren’t born…they’re built.
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    Space Cowboys & Indians by Lisa Medley

    How can the chance of a lifetime go so horribly wrong?

    Prophecy by Lea Kirk

    A woman who’s lost everything, a man betrayed by his own,  but together their destiny is greater than ever imagined.

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    Alien Bond by Sabine Priestley

    Fate laughed at Kara’s plans…and sent her psi-mate from the stars.
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    Beyond Reach by Jessica Subject

    Their people are at war with each other. But that doesn’t stop them from falling in love. 

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    Escape from Zulaire by Veronica Scott

    The whole planet is a war zone and everyone is hunting her. Can he rescue her in time?

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    Stranded with the Cyborg by Cara Bristol

    Marooned on an alien planet with her nemesis. Can she trust him to protect her?

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  • Claimed by the Cyborg by Cara Bristol now available in a galaxy near you! #SFR


    Ebook and paperback!

    I’m thrilled to announce the release of another Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance! Like the others, Claimed by the Cyborg is a standalone read. However, It’s a little different…it is the most romantic of all the Cy-Ops Sci-fi romances. Why? In the others, adventure brings the hero and heroine together and in facing danger together, they fall in love. In Claimed by the Cyborg, hero March and heroine Jules/Julietta are former lovers. Their reunion and rekindling of their love draws the danger.

    The blurb!

    March Fellows assumed he had all the time in the galaxy to pursue a relationship with Jules, an alien exchange student from Xenia, until she vanished without a trace. After years of searching, he finds his lost love on the eve of her arranged marriage.

    The daughter of the Xenian emperor, Julietta, never meant to fall in love with a Terran man while visiting Earth. Leaving to fulfill her responsibilities on her home planet opened up a hole in her heart that could never be filled. When March, now a cyborg, unexpectedly shows up just before she is to be bonded, she struggles to find the courage to turn him away a second time and follow through with her duty.

    Before she can act, the lovers are thrust into a political conspiracy that threatens the Xenian empire and their lives.


    An excerpt from Claimed by the Cyborg!

    (It’s the eve of Julietta’s bonding to a man she’s never met. Her completed bonding tunic has arrived and her sister Marji urges her to try it on)

    Marji’s eyes were wide. “You don’t want to see what it looks like? Come, on! I’ll help you.” She scooted off the bed. “Try it on, please?”

    “All right,” she capitulated. The tailors had done an excellent job, but it wouldn’t hurt to verify the garment fit—and it would make Marji happy. At only sixteen solar cycles, her younger sister’s bonding wouldn’t occur for several years. Like most girls her age, she talked about her future ceremony constantly, planning what she would wear, who would attend—and wondering who her mate would be.

    Julietta stripped down to her panties and a lacy bra. She’d adopted Terran undergarments when she’d attended school off planet. For the bonding ceremony—and thereafter for the rest of her life—she would wear the traditional one-piece Xenian undergarment. Her choice of underwear—one more thing bonding would force her to give up.
    She pulled on the pantaloons sewn in the royal huber fabric. Shimmering threads of pale rose were woven throughout so that the garment sparkled. Marji undid the fastening of the shift and held it out. Julietta slipped her arms through it, and her sister did up the back.

    The weight of her world rested on her shoulders.

    Her sister reached for the headdress.

    “That, too?” she protested, but bent at the knees so the crown could be settled on her head. Her legs threatened to buckle, but she shored up her strength and remained upright.

    “You look beautiful. Just like an empress!” Marji gushed.

    “How appropriate, considering,” she replied dryly.

    The ceremony brought her closer to becoming the sovereign. The bonding—and production of an heir—were the only two hurdles left. Then, when her father passed the scepter upon his fifty-first solar cycle, she would rule with her consort at her side.

    The last time she’d tried on the dress, the crystals hadn’t yet been sewn on. She took a few exploratory steps.
    “How does it feel?”

    Crushing. “Fine.”

    “It’s perfect!” Marji said.

    Could she walk down the aisle without toppling over, without bursting into tears, without making a spectacle of herself in front of thousands?

    She would have to—what choice did she have? As firstborn, she was heir apparent. Her future had been decided on the day of her birth, twenty-five solar cycles ago. “Let’s take it off now.” She lifted the crown from her head and tilted her neck from side to side in relief. Marji undid the back of the shift and removed the garment. While she hung up the tunic, Julietta donned her clothing.

    “I can’t sleep, I’m so excited for you,” Marji said. “Tomorrow night, you get to see your consort! I don’t know why you never chose to see him before this. As future empress, you receive special dispensation and could have seen him if you’d wanted to. I would have jumped at the chance!” She sighed. “But, like everyone else, I won’t see my future mate until the Sha’A’la and won’t meet him until the bonding ceremony.”

    “Whether I see him or not, the future will proceed as scheduled,” Julietta said.

    “Father says he’s very kind. Mother says he’s supernova!” she said. “That’s means handsome.”

    “I know what it means. Mother has been watching too many Terran vids.”

    Marji giggled, and, despite herself, Julietta smiled.

    Though she hadn’t seen Earth herself, their mother loved Terran culture and had encouraged her eldest daughter to study there and explore the wonders of the Blue Planet before fulfilling her duty. Julietta had had two glorious years of freedom, two glorious years of being “Jules,” two glorious years of being just another Terran Technical Institute student, two glorious years with a man who most definitely qualified as supernova, two glorious years to pretend the future would never come.

    Claimed by the Cyborg….He lost her once, he won’t let it happen again…



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    Do a #bookstagram of Claimed & the Cyborg & enter to win a $25 Amazon gift card!

    No purchase is necessary! Simply create a photogram/bookstagram using the Claimed by the Cyborg book cover and share it on Instagram to enter the contest. The contest runs January 10-20, 2017. The winner will be drawn and announced by January 30, 2017.

    Please read these rules carefully, because there are a few things you must include in your photogram to quality for the contest.

    1. Your photogram must show the Claimed by the Cyborg cover. You can either use your copy of the book on your reading device or get a jpg by right-clicking on the photo in this newsletter (use the cover, not the contest graphic).
    2. You must use all four hashtags: #CaraBristol, #ClaimedByTheCyborg, #ScifiRomance and #CyOpsInstagramContest. You may use other hashtags if you wish (more about that later).
    3. Your post can go up anytime between Jan. 10 and Jan. 20, but it must post no later than January 20, 2017 to qualify for the contest. (Hint: since the number of likes will be factored into the judging, the earlier your entry posts, the better your chance of winning).
    4. CyOps Instagram Contest entries will be judged on creativity and the number of likes and comments. The more creative your post is and/or the greater number of likes and comments you have on it, the greater your chance of winning!
    5. Only likes and comments on Instagram will count. You can share your photogram on Facebook or Twitter (and that would be wonderful), but only likes on Instagram will count toward the prize.
    6. You can enter more than once by doing more than one photogram. The same rules apply.
    7. The winner will be announced Instagram on January 30, 2017. To find out who wins, follow me on Instagram (carabristol)

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  • Spotlight on NEW RELEASE Trapped with the Cyborg by Cara Bristol #SFR #SCIFI #giveaway

    Trapped with the Cyborg (Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance 4) by Cara Bristol

    Genre: Science fiction romance

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    Trapped with the Cyborg (Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance 4) blurb:

    The only thing more dangerous than a suicide mission is falling in love…

    Amanda Mansfield has faced challenges in her life: the disapproval of her critical father and the near-fatal accident that ended a promising military career and resulted in her transformation to cyborg. Now a Cyber Operations field agent, she volunteers to lead the most dangerous Cy-Ops mission ever: infiltrating enemy territory to find the secret hideaway of a terrorist mastermind. The last thing she needs is an added complication.

    Like him. Sonny Masters. Her partner. A streetwise former thug turned cyber operative with a lethal grin. He can’t seem to understand she’s in charge and does not require his protection. He’s everything she dislikes—and everything her body wants.

    If they can keep their hands off each other long enough to complete the mission, they might just get out alive…

    Trapped with the Cyborg (Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance 4) is a standalone read.


    Excerpt: In this opening scene, Sonny Masters is in bar waiting to meet up with his Cyber Operations partner when he observes and alien hitting on a blonde.

    The Malodonian leaned in close to the blonde. “What’s a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?”

    Sonny snorted into his drink. Did pickup lines like that ever work? He watched out of the corner of his eye and shamelessly eavesdropped. In the Nebula Lounge of the freewheeling Darius 4 Pleasure Resort, one could not expect privacy.

    “Minding my own business.” The woman’s glare suggested the Malodonian do the same.

    “How about I buy you a drink?” he persisted, unfazed by the rejection. His skin was as thick as it was blue.

    “Already have one.” She raised a double shot of Cerinian brandy. Her second. Sonny’s cyborg brain had kept track—not that counting to two proved a challenge. However, one single shot of the potent alien liqueur had been known to put many a stout man under the table. This woman could hold her liquor.

    She’d caught his attention the moment he’d entered the lounge. Like the Malodonian had noted, she was pretty—very pretty, but not so little. She was long limbed and toned in a way that he liked.

    He might have been tempted to try his luck himself—with a better line, of course—except he had little time for R&R. He needed to meet up with Manny, his Cyber Operations partner who would debrief him on the details of the next mission.

    Hover lights floating around the bar flattered the woman, turning her hair to pure gold, but the warm-toned illumination wasn’t kind to the Malodonian, whose blue skin acquired an unattractive green cast. “Why don’t I join you, then?” He planted himself next to her.

    “Why don’t you not?” Without wince or wobble, she knocked back the brandy and slid off the barstool. Tall, like he’d guessed. Sonny stood six foot six. Most females barely reached his shoulders. The blonde’s head would graze his chin. A nice fit for dancing, vertical and horizontal.

    “What’s the rush? Don’t run off.” The Malodonian grabbed her arm, his fingers biting into her skin.

    Amusement vanished. Sonny leaped to his feet. “I believe the lady said—”

    Before he could finish his sentence, she had the Malodonian on his knees, his arm wrenched at such an awkward angle Sonny almost felt sorry for the poor bastard.

    “What part of leave me alone didn’t you understand?” she said in the Malodonian language.

    The man’s guttural insult ended on a high note when she twisted his arm. “Get out of here.” She shoved him, sending him sprawling into a table. He swore again, his epithet translating to the C-word, and scrambled for the door.

    “Impressive.” Sonny applauded—from a safe distance.

    “The way I took him down?”

    “That, and the way you hold your liquor.”

    She scowled, but then her lips twitched in a reluctant smile that lit up her face. So she did have a sense of humor. If he had the time…well, maybe he could make some. Once he departed Darius 4, it would be a long while before he could avail himself of feminine companionship. Manny wouldn’t arrive until morning. Perhaps he and the blonde could work something out for tonight?

    Tread carefully, though. He’d hate to end up on his knees the way the Malodonian had. Not that the blonde could get him there. Despite being well-toned, she couldn’t beat a cyborg’s nanocyte-enhanced brawn. The image of them naked and wrestling, vying for dominance, brought a smile to his face. He’d win, of course. But he’d allow her to think she had a chance.

    “Something amuses you?” she asked.


    Leave it to a man to ruin a perfect suicide mission.

    The only thing more dangerous than a suicide mission is falling in love.

    In a battle to save the galaxy, falling in love isn’t part of the mission plan…


    Cara Bristol 0914 smallAuthor bio and links:

    USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes contemporary and science fiction romance and has topped the Amazon sales charts in science fiction and fantasy romance and erotica. No matter what the romance subgenre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven, seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.

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  • ★★NEW RELEASE★★ The Astronaut’s Princess lands today! #SCIFI #ADVENTURE #SFR

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    The Astronaut’s Princess

    Available on Amazon & Kindle Unlimited

    Astronauts, Aliens, and Apaches? What could possibly go wrong?
    Working for a billionaire space entrepreneur has its perks: a nice paycheck, free room and board, and all the space flight hours a guy could want. But everything has a price. Astronaut Noah Wright has survived an alien attack, time travel and a wormhole, but the Apache princess he brought back through time may be the death of him.

    Ela, only daughter of Chief Itza-Chu of the Mescalero Apaches, finds herself out of place and out of time. Everything she knows of her early 1800’s life has vanished. Her savior and protector, Noah, is kind, but he’s not her family and certainly not Apache. Her only wish is to get home, but returning through the wormhole that brought her to the future threatens more than her past, causing her to have to rediscover what home really is.


    Catch up on Episode 1

    Space Cowboys & Indians now.




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  • Sunday Sneak Peek: The Astronaut’s Princess #SFR #SCIFI #ROMANCE

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    Success! Last night I wrapped up my sixth book, Episode 2 of my Cosmic Cowboys Series: The Astronaut’s Princess. Not gonna lie, my Apache princess, Ela, gave me fits, refusing to comply with my demands. In the end, we came to a tenuous truce, which left us both stronger.

    The book took 25 days of writing…which took me SIX MONTHS TO FINISH. Good grief, Charlie Brown.

    The novella is off to beta readers, and then to editing the end of January. Look for a February release date.

    Remember, you can read Space Cowboys & Indians on Amazon to find out how this whole thing started. Download it here.

    In the meantime, here’s a bit to whet your appetite. It’s unedited. Be kind.

    Apaches, Aliens & Astronauts … What could possibly go wrong?


    The Astronaut’s Princess

    Cosmic Cowboys Series, Episode II


    Chapter One


    SpaceXport Base Antigravity Bay, New Mexico–the near future

    “Use the grab bars, Carlton. You’ll never make it to the cargo bay without using the grab bars,” Noah Wright instructed through the intercom to a struggling member of his astronaut training class.

    These folks were engineers and scientists, yet the very basic, common sense tasks were somehow the most difficult for them to grasp.

    “Stop spinning, Ramirez. What are you? A circus performer?” Noah turned the dial on the antigravity control panel. “Prepare for gravity. That’s it for today.”

    The class of five settled ungracefully to the ground.


    This team tested what remained of his patience. The only saving grace was the first crew was already working on the hotel pod construction. This group? This group wouldn’t have lasted two months in the NASA program. Noah pinched the bridge of his nose, willing the headache pounding behind his eyes to go away.

    Not my circus. Not my monkeys.

    Except they were.

    The door behind him opened, and Noah closed his eyes tighter, not turning. “Captain? You have a call from sick bay. It’s Ela,” the intern said.

    Of course it was Ela.

    Ever since they’d returned through the wormhole with the Apache princess, his literal and metaphorical headaches had begun. Technically, she wasn’t his responsibility. His morality demanded otherwise. He’d been at her bedside for weeks after their return, and she had begun to recover quickly from a severe case of measles after the first round of vaccines. But mentally? Emotionally?

    Apparently, being dragged more than two hundred fifty years into the future from her 1800s New Mexico home and tribe was going to take longer to adjust to.

    Hell, he got it. He did. When they’d landed in the desert and into the past, he’d been overwhelmed and confused. He was currently one of three people on Earth who understood her predicament, but that didn’t make her any more cooperative.

    You could take the princess away from the Apaches, but you couldn’t take the Apache out of the princess.

    “Captain?” the intern repeated.

    “I heard you. I’ll be there in a minute.” The door clicked closed behind him, and Noah took a deep breath. He waited for the training class to clear the hallway before he made his way out. Conversation was the last thing he wanted at the moment. Well, maybe second to the last. Making the long trek to the sick bay for an earful of Apache was currently topping that list.

    So far she’d lived up to his every expectation of the title of Princess.

    Curt. Rude. Demanding.

    And ninety percent of the time, he didn’t understand a word she said.

    Noah wound his way through the complex, past the construction bay where his transport shuttle was currently being filled with supplies and construction equipment. The ground crew walked with clipboards, doing their final flight checks of the supply laden transport. Cole and Tessa were already aboard the first of the launched hotel pods, now anchored to and floating nearby the Moon, readying it for his arrival.

    Their employer and benefactor, Duncan Janson, had carried on without them the six months they’d been assumed lost in space after their asteroid mining debacle. And when they’d returned with an alien ship shelled with platinum and a fuel hopper full of asteroid samples? The boon had been the financial boost Janson needed to launch the next phase of his plan for space tourism.

    “Captain,” a voice called behind him.

    Noah spun around abruptly. “What now?” he bit out.

    The look on the intern’s face tweaked at Noah’s conscience, but he didn’t apologize. The kid was on his last nerve.

    “Nevermind. I’ll take care of it.” The intern slinked away, avoiding further eye contact.

    The overhead page requesting his presence in the sick bay nearly pushed him over the edge. For a second, he considered walking out of the building, getting into the Bombardier and driving across the desert until the blasted thing stopped.

    Instead, he lowered his head and pounded across the campus to the sick bay.

    To his Apache Princess.

    Lucky him.


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  • A title reveal and a work in progress

    Gosh! I just realized I’ve been working away on the next Cosmic Cowboys episode and promised a title reveal, which I totally didn’t follow through on. Bad author!

    Without further ado (Oh, who am I kidding? It’s all about the ado), here it is. The big reveal:

    The Astronaut’s Princess

    Seriously, did you ever think you might see those words together in a title? No. The answer is no. That’s part of the reason I love it so much. A traditional publisher would probably never let me use that title. They’d get all squinty-eyed and develop a tick just thinking about it.

    My Cosmic Cowboys series is part Firefly, part Cowboys vs Aliens and part Harrison “Grumpy Pants” Ford in his heyday. I try to channel a little bit of him into each of my heroes. I’ve taken some real-life characters (think Richard Branson and Elon Musk) and sent them into the near future with a boatload of cash to make their space tourism dreams come true against the better judgment of my heroes and heroines who have to put those multi-billionaire maniac’s plans into action.

    With great fortune comes great irresponsibility.

    You’ll be happy to know I’m just past the halfway mark on The Astronaut’s Princess and plan on a January release date.

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    See, it says so right above. Progress meters do NOT lie.

    Honestly, this book has been progressing sloooooowly.  Or at least it feels that way. Of course, when I sat down to do the math (PS writers should never, ever under any circumstance do math), I realized I’ve only actively written on The Astronaut’s Princess seventeen days, but it’s taken me four months to do it! That averages out to 1,252 words a day, which doesn’t suck. I just need to not suck more often to wrap this puppy up.

    Part of my problem, I realized today, is that I don’t have a good playlist for this story. I had a few downloaded songs but nothing is gelling. And THAT’s when I remembered the great music from The Martian. I just downloaded the soundtrack plus a bunch of seventies disco songs from the movie.

    Houston, we have some grooves. Let the writing flow and the good times roll.


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  • #FREE 2 Days Only! 10/1-10/2 Space Cowboys & Indians – Come & get your love. #SFR #SCIFI #ROMANCE


    In honor of #TheMartian release, Space Cowboys & Indians will be

    FREE for 2 DAYS ONLY October 1 & 2!IMG_1246

    Space Cowboys & Indians is just like #TheMartian without the science, Mark Watney or Mars. #FREE #SCIFI #ROMANCE

    Get it now!

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  • July Reader and Reviewer Contest Winners for Space Cowboys & Indians

    July was a busy book month with the release of Space Cowboys & Indians and two Goodreads paperback giveaways, which means it’s time to reveal the big winners!

    Read & Review any Lisa Medley book by July 31 on Amazon or Goodreads for your chance to win an Amazon $10 Gift Card… the winner is Cherri-Anne B.!

    Read & Review Space Cowboys for your chance to win a CERTIFIED METEORITE fragment… the winner is Sharon D.!

    Goodreads paperback giveaway of Haunt My Heart…the winner is Lindsay L.!

    Goodreads paperback giveaway of Reap & Repent… the winner is Joanne B.!

    Bewitching Book Blitz participant for your chance to win a CERTIFIED METEORITE fragment… the winner is…Laura T.!

    Stay tuned for more contests and your chance to win gift cards, books, and swag.

    In the meantime, have you read Space Cowboys & Indians? Well, what are you waiting for? Saddle up!

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    How can the chance of a lifetime go so horribly wrong?

    Mining Engineer Cole Hudson signed up for NASA astronaut training, but after washing out short of getting his gold wings, he retreats to Alaska where he stakes out a gold claim. When billionaire entrepreneur Duncan Janson offers him an opportunity to join a mining team on an asteroid, Cole jumps at the chance.

    But nothing is as it seems. Former NASA reject and rival classmate, Tessa Hernandez, is also a member of the team, and from the beginning of the mission test flight, things go wrong. They soon discover they’re not the only ones on the asteroid. As they try to escape, they are pulled through a wormhole and back to the early 1800s New Mexico desert where aliens and Apaches may be the least of their problems.

  • Print Cover Reveal for Space Cowboys & Indians Landing July 15

    Just look how pretty the print version of Space Cowboy’s & Indians is going to be!

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    Jaycee at Sweet ‘N Spicy Designs did a fantastic job. I ordered my print proof today. It will go on sale on or around July 15 on Amazon. Or you can just hunt me down for a signed copy.

    Sign up for my New Release Newsletter to be notified of all upcoming releases.

    Can’t wait? You can read Chapter One and an excerpt of Chapter Two now!

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    How can the chance of a lifetime go so horribly wrong?

    Mining Engineer Cole Hudson signed up for NASA astronaut training, but after washing out short of getting his gold wings, he retreats to Alaska where he stakes out a gold claim. When billionaire entrepreneur Duncan Janson offers him an opportunity to join a mining team on an asteroid, Cole jumps at the chance.

    But nothing is as it seems. Former NASA reject and rival classmate, Tessa Hernandez, is also a member of the team, and from the beginning of the mission test flight, things go horribly wrong. They soon discover they’re not the only ones on the asteroid. As they try to escape, they are pulled through a wormhole and back to the early 1800s New Mexico desert where aliens and Apaches may be the least of their problems.

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  • Chapter Two excerpt from Space Cowboys & Indians landing July 15

    Not too terribly long ago I gave you a sneak peek at Chapter One of Space Cowboys & Indians, where you met our hero, Cole Hudson. Not one to sit by unnoticed , our heroine Tessa Hernandez has demanded equal opportunity. Tessa is a brilliant engineer and pilot with a fiery personality, and she’s none too happy to find out who their newest crewmate may be.

    Meet Tessa.

    Chapter Two


    Roswell, New Mexico – the near future

    Tessa Hernandez swirled her straw around the gin and tonic sitting on the bar top in front of her at O’Malley’s. Another Friday night in the Roswell bar—was this six or seven weeks since Janson had dragged her out of her self-imposed exile of humiliation with an offer she couldn’t refuse?

    Ever since she’d been dismissed from the NASA training program, she’d been in a downward spiral. Anger issues, they’d said. Hadn’t passed the final psych eval. Even after completing the twenty-month program—she’d totally financed—they’d passed her over for promotion to astronaut. Let them try growing up with six older Hispanic brothers in a Catholic home in South Texas.

    They hadn’t even seen anger issues yet.

    She wasn’t sure what burned her ass the most, that she had been days away from fulfilling her dream when they’d booted her, or that they’d let her spend out before it happened.

    Total toss-up.

    But, now? Janson offered her a second chance. Her own personal patron saint of lost causes, it seemed.

    She tipped back the tumbler and let the clear, tart drink slide down her throat.

    “Want another?” Noah Wright slid up to the barstool beside her carrying a head-sized plate of greasy home-cut fries covered in cheese. His dirty blond hair feathered out beneath the ball cap, and his blue eyes sparkled with mischief.

    “Sure. You buying?”

    “Absolutely. Barkeep, send the lady another.” Noah gave her a crooked smile and shoved the plate of fries closer to her. “I’ll share.”

    “No, thanks. You’re going to regret those tomorrow.”

    “Probably. They’ll evacuate us, anyway, before we go. Might as well make ’em work for their money.”

    “You’re disgusting.” Tessa smiled at him.

    “I try. Besides, no way is my potentially last meal on Earth going to be space MREs.” He shoved a fistful of fries into his mouth. “Aaahve oooo sheen tha nooo ghay?”

    “I had brothers—who were animals—and still, I have no idea what you just said. Swallow a few fries first, then talk.” Tessa slid her new drink closer to her and began again with the stir-and-ignore vibe she’d mastered.

    Noah swallowed audibly. “I said. Have you seen the new guy?”

    “No. You?”

    “Heard Janson flew to Alaska and dragged him off a gold mine claim.”


    “Yep. Also, heard he was in ‘The Program.’ A reject. Just like us.”

    “You had better be freaking kidding me.” She laid her head down on top of her tumbler, disgusted by what she knew was coming next.

    “What’s that reaction all about?” he asked, wiping cheese off his cheek.

    “You got a name for this reject?” she asked, hoping against hope.

    “Hudson, I think. Like the river. Can’t remember his first name.”

    “Cole,” Tessa mumbled. Just as she’d feared.

    “Was he in your class?”


    “Reeeeally? You gonna make me drag it out of you? Spill it. If we’re going to space with this guy, I’d like to know whose hands I’m putting my life into.”

    “Oh, you’re safe enough. Not dangerous. Pendejo.” Tessa sighed. “Besides, you’re on the wrong team for him to cause you any trouble.”

    “Cole is gay? You’re mad because he’s gay?”

    “Good God, no. He’s…”

    “I’m confused. Granted, it’s a state I’m familiar with. Still. What’s your grind with this guy? Do you know why he got booted?”

    Bar noise picked up behind them as the band came onto the stage. “Money problems from what I heard. But if not for that, he’d still be sleeping his way through the female recruits.”

    “Ah, I see then.”

    Tessa whipped around on her bar stool. “What’s that mean?”

    “You had a thing for him. Am I right?”

    “Not. Even. Close.”

    “Okay, I give up. Clearly I have no idea what your damage is with this guy.” Noah used his last three fries to sweep the remaining cheese from his plate and then pointed them at Tessa. “Whatever it is? Let it go. This is our big shot. Those losers still in ‘The Program’…” Noah made air quotes with his fries and fingers. “They have to follow the rules. Us? We’re making the rules.”

    Tessa watched as Noah licked cheese from each finger. “I think rules are the least of our worries.”

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    How can the chance of a lifetime go so horribly wrong?

    Mining Engineer Cole Hudson signed up for NASA astronaut training, but after washing out short of getting his gold wings, he retreats to Alaska where he stakes out a gold claim. When billionaire entrepreneur Duncan Janson offers him an opportunity to join a mining team on an asteroid, Cole jumps at the chance.

    But nothing is as it seems. Former NASA reject and rival classmate, Tessa Hernandez, is also a member of the team, and from the beginning of the mission test flight, things go horribly wrong. They soon discover they’re not the only ones on the asteroid. As they try to escape, they are pulled through a wormhole and back to the early 1800s New Mexico desert where aliens and Apaches may be the least of their problems.

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