An Astral Heat Romance #1
In a galactic mating contest where desire can be deadly, the only guys she wants are the three she can never trust.
In a faraway galaxy on the edge of apocalypse, cyber samurai Kaia of Kryll is the daughter of a tyrant who’s worshipped as a god by billions. A prison sentence she’ll kill to escape, since women like Kaia are worshipped in chains. And she’s just become the prize five hundred testosterone-fueled suitors will lie, seduce, and slaughter to possess in a ritual contest for her bed.
In the scramble to slip past her samurai defenses into her cybersuit, the only guys she wants are the three she can never trust. These four have a boatload of shared secrets and a shared passion so combustible it’s practically pyrophoric—breaking every dangerous rule on a world where lovers are crucified for unconventional unions. Their illicit heat will either end the war destroying all their races…
Or get the four of them killed when a god unleashes a death warrant for their heads.
Interstellar Angel is a steamy, slow-burn, queer space opera/sci fi romance with explicit M/M, M/F, and MMMF elements, sizzling outer space adventure, a badass heroine, three bi heroes, a cliffhanger ending, and a whole lot of heat! Triggers include abduction, captivity, PG13-rated violence, and light bondage.
Publisher: Ascendant Press
Pairings: M-F, M-M, M-M-F, 4+ or Other
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Questioning, Polyamorous, Straight
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 3 Age: 36-45
Tropes: Alpha Character, Badass Hero, Blackmail, Coming Out / Closeted, Enemies to Lovers, Fated Mates / Soul Mates, First Time, Forbidden Love, Forced Proximity, In Uniform, InstaLove / Love at First Sight, May/December, Meet Cute, Menage, Passing as Straight, Second Chances, Slow Burning Love
Word Count: 78,000
Setting: Outer space
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
Dex’s battle sense was bloody screaming—
Even before he felt the unmistakable mass of a powerful body looming over him from behind. A cascade of warm breath spilled into his ear.
“Howdy, Dex,” a familiar voice whispered. “Do me a solid and shimmy around real slow. I don’t wanna have to hurt you.”
Heart thudding like a Mogadon war drum, Dex eased into a slow pivot. Which indeed brought him eyeball to eyeball with his nemesis.
His teacher. His friend. His idol. His enemy.
“Zorin,” he scraped out, feeling as though he were choking.
“Take it easy, kid.” Looming larger than life a good cubit plus over Dex, the ex-First Indomitable of the Mogadon Empire stood deceptively at ease with booted legs spread.
Holding a blaster leveled squarely at Dex’s chest.READ MORE
Dex’s eyes skated over the sinewed thighs encased in fighting leathers, the powerful abs and chest framed in an open uniform jacket that had to be at least three sizes too small, and finally the craggy features and square jaw and aqua-blue eyes of his father’s killer. Crowned with an unruly thatch of sandy hair sprinkled with silver—hair the legendary First Indomitable had always worn a whisker too long and too unruly for regulation.
One corner of Zorin’s full-lipped mouth lifted in a grin.
And Dex Draven, favorite son of the Third Indomitable, youngest wing commander in Empire history and relentlessly heterosexual Mogadon male to the last chromosome of his DNA, felt the same confused rush of tongue-tied, tingling heat he’d always felt every blooming time his boyhood idol smiled.
Blast. I thought I’d outgrown this dangerous nonsense. He’s my father’s killer, for Neptune’s sake.
Dex dragged his wits together. “What the devil are you doing out of your cell?”
“Spoken like a true tyrant,” Zorin said, blaster fixed firmly in place. “You’re growing up to be more like Max every day. Just a chip off the old block.”
“I suppose that means you’ll want to butcher me in my bed as well. And I’m properly addressed as commander.”
“Keep your voice down, Commander.” Zorin’s eyes flashed silver with caution as a phalanx of uniformed legions trotted past. He angled his big body so his blaster stayed hidden. “I don’t wanna kill you—either in your bed or out of it. Which is why I’m splitting before our scheduled go-round in the fighting pit.”
“You’re escaping,” Dex said bitterly. “And it’s immaterial to you that you’ve exposed this planet to the full wrath of the Precursor and the vengeful Valyrian fleet.”
“They’re a dying race. Your dad saw to that.” Zorin’s massive chest heaved in a sigh. “I guess you’ll finish the job he started. But I won’t be hanging around to watch.”
“Because you’re a coward as well as a traitor?” Dex lashed out, voice dripping with contempt.
“Come on, kid. How many times have we fought together, back to back, hip-deep in the shit? I’m no coward and you know it.”
A hundred memories seared through him. Memories of battles fought and triumphs shared. Under the weight of those treacherous memories, Dex’s hard-won poise fractured like ice under a chainsaw.
His voice splintered, edges sharp enough to draw blood.
“Then why won’t you face me in battle? Why won’t you allow me at least the chance to—to avenge his honor and mine? Knowing if you win—knowing if you kill me—knowing it’s over and done under Mogadon law and you’ll keep your rank and your freedom. Even knowing you’re my equal in combat.”
“Wouldn’t be a fair fight. Sure, you’re smart and strong and fast on your feet in a fracas. I trained you myself, didn’t I? Five years from now, maybe, when you got a little more meat on you? Then we’ll be equals.”
“Then you’ve no reason under the sun not to fight!” Dex pulled in a frustrated breath and, to his utter alarm, felt his eyes burn with thoroughly unmanly tears. “I simply can’t—can’t understand why…”
“Comets, Dex. Don’t do that.” Looking helpless, Zorin lowered the blaster and eased a step closer. “Don’t cry, for the love of Juno. I can stand anything from you but tears.”
Dex scowled fiercely to force back this unseemly weakness he flatly refused to tolerate. “Then you tell me why. I deserve to know why.”
“Stars, kid. You don’t wanna know why. You really, really don’t.” Zorin heaved a heavy sigh and braced one muscled arm against the drone beside Dex’s head. His eyes darkened to navy and a shiver slid down Dex’s spine. Suddenly, for no earthly reason, his heart was pounding and his entire body was tingling.
“Tell me why,” Dex whispered stubbornly. His voice gone deep and husky for reasons he still couldn’t fathom.
“You really want me to say it, do ya? After keeping my big mouth shut all this time? Well, hell with it,” Zorin muttered. “Remember you asked for this.”
And just leaned in and kissed him.COLLAPSE
Interstellar Angel is the second place winner of Romance Writers of America's Fantasy/Futuristic/Paranormal On The Far Side Contest (futuristic category) for 2021. The book debuted at #35 on the Amazon bestseller list for LGBTQ+ sci fi. Early reviewers describe the series as "Tron meets Game of Thrones." The Astral Heat Romance series is a fully written, quick-release cliffhanger series with a guaranteed happily-ever-after ending. Expect a steamy slow build to hot M/M, M/F, and MMMF action!