The dull thud as we docked on the space station orbiting Taran reverberated through my entire body.
I kept my gaze on Salvatore as he flicked several switches on the control panel. While the ship was mostly voice-operated, as I’d learned during the three hours of flight, Captain Everett Salvatore was a man who liked to get his hands dirty. Unfortunately, I meant that in a good way. If I forgot about his arrogant asshole side, I could almost imagine him restoring old-timer ships in his free time and taking them on a Sunday spin.
As it was, the jackass aspect was far too present for me to regard him as anything but what he was.
A pain in my fucking ass.
The overhead lights flickered, then shifted to a dimmer radiance. We’d reached our destination.
I sat in my designated spot by the communication unit—still powered down—and watched the rest of the crew go about their business. Less than half of the standard nine-member team were up here, the rest downstairs—including the quiet science officer who’d patched me up—but they were a large enough sample for me to pick out the finer traits of their SCAR Force training. The way they moved, the sequences in which they did isolated checks of the ship’s equipment as was instructed in the SCAR Force manual.
Glorified lapdogs, that’s what the lot of them were.
PARALLAX is the second episode in the fast-paced sci-fi serial with a slow-burn romance, stellar piloting, and excursions into space!
My head slammed against the curved edge of the nevon shelf protruding over the cot I’d collapsed in what felt like only a measly couple of hours earlier.
Pain lanced through me like a motherfucker, but it was nothing compared to the vicious hammering of my heart as that damned electronic voice continued the countdown. The tone and volume were different from what I was used to aboard the Devious, but if the asshole were messing with the commands, I wasn’t at all surprised about the discrepancy. Who knew what he’d rewired and tweaked.
“Carrow!” I shouted and propelled myself down the brightly lit silvery-white hallway towards the bridge.
“What the fuck are you doing, man?” I sprinted around the final corner, my bare feet tapping against the ship’s almost too-cold nevon ground. “Carrow!”
A grunt was the only answer I received. I swore and ran through the translucent sliding doors that opened automatically as I approached.
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TRINARY is the first episode in the SCAR Force: Delta Faction sci-fi serial with a slow-burn romance, daring pilots, and space ships galore.
Evenfall delivered Ember right to the portal to Svitanye, and now it’s time to venture into a new land.
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Violet fire reigned above. Streaks of pink and dark blue tinted the wispy clouds strewn across the majestic sapphire and purple gradient of the sky; a multitude of hues that set the world alight, yet spoke of soothing darkness on the cusp of its departure. I stood immobile, my fingers wrapped around Ada’s blade and the hollow ache in my chest a constant presence—yet even it seemed to have quieted, as if taken by the beauty. I pressed my bloodied hand to my heart, the other clutching the dagger even tighter. Svitanye. The land of dawn. In the distance, the hazy arch of the sun spread its rays across the horizon and brushed the delicate contours of trees and wild fields. Morning. This was what true morning looked like. It didn’t matter how late the hour was, that it had been evening when we had left Somraque behind. Gazing at this vibrant canvas… I felt something in me awaken.
Machines beeped away in their gleeful rhythm as I ran on the treadmill, wishing with every step that the screech marking the end of the test would sound through the sweat- and disinfectant-filled space.
It wasn’t that I minded the additional exercise. Far from it. The burn in my muscles was always a gratifying sensation.
But after doing the same damn thing for nearly three months, it was getting kind of tiresome.
“Five more minutes, Lotte,” Agnieszka said from behind her station.
I let out an obligatory groan, but the petite brunette didn’t react. She kept staring intently at the monitors, a travel mug filled with blood that prickled my nose in one hand, a pen with Interspecies Crimes and Relations Agency spelled out on the side in the other. She marked something down on her trusty pad, although for the life of me, I couldn’t imagine just what it could have been aside from SAME.
You can also read a few more words about TM in my latest newsletter.
There are no cars in the Shadow World. No gentle hum of traffic to lull a person to sleep.
The wake-up calls, on the other hand, apparently didn’t discriminate between the mortal and the demonic realm. Lucky me.
My eyes snapped open at the unmistakable dull thunk of a knife embedding itself in my bedpost. I glanced at the silver gleam of the dagger a mere two inches from my head.
A damn fine way to rouse a person and keep them from snoozing all at once.
“Do you plan on throwing yourself off the sill, darling?” I drawled into the inky night the sickly yellow light of the lampposts barely touched. “Or will you get your ass inside already? It’s fucking drafty.”
Shadow World is live at long last! I’m so excited to introduce you to Crina; she was one of the most fun characters ever to work with. Even if circumstances were running her patience thin 😉
Grab your copy from Amazon to join Crina and explore the Shadow World with its (sometimes insufferably hot) denizens.
When one of her coaches goes missing, fixing the club’s tarnished reputation becomes the least of Lotte’s problems. Especially as her mission to locate Voit puts her in the path of the one person she desperately hoped to avoid.
Refusing to subject herself to Isa Vogt’s volatile presence for a second time, Lotte forms an unconventional alliance with a demon who’s set on bringing her coach to safety. But a common goal isn’t the only thing Lotte and Afanasiy share.
As their attraction deepens and the string of disappearances shifts to murders, Lotte can’t bring herself to walk away. From the demon or the case.
I honestly can’t begin to express how excited I am to share this story with you. Not only does it encompass my love for tennis, but Lotte is a character that has been with me for a while. Perhaps not in the exact form as she appears in the novel, but her essence has always been the same. I wrote about her inception in my latest newsletter, so I won’t get into it here, but if you want to, you can check out the story via this link.
Anyway, I’m so glad that I was able to send another bisexual werewolf protagonists out into the world, and I sincerely hope that you will enjoy reading Shadow Moon as much as I loved working on the story.
The second title, Darkening Moon, is already up for preorder and will be released in August. In the meantime, here are the buy links and blurb for the first in the Lotte Freundenberger series:
Werewolf. Coach. Lover. Spy.
After the War, Lotte gave up the turmoil of pack life to pursue a far more placid career in tennis. Or so she believed.
When a player is found dead at the compound with only days left until the Munich Games, the Interspecies Crimes and Relations Agency rolls in. Senior Agent Isa Vogt suspects foul play and enlists Lotte’s help to discover who stands behind the lethal performance-enhancing drug.
While separating friend from foe seems like an impossible task, Lotte has no choice but to return to her ruthless werewolf ways—or see another athlete die.
Will she win the hardest match of her life? Join Lotte’s team by picking up your copy of SHADOW MOON to find out.