Genre: Science fiction romance
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…
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.