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Coto’s Captive by Laurann Dohner
Book five in the Zorn Warriors series.
Lynn is tracking a dangerous, wounded animal, which turns out to be a big, sexy alien instead. And he’s the hottest guy she’s ever met.
Coto’s trip to Earth takes a dangerous turn. He is attacked and injured. The only high point is the courageous woman who tends his wounds. Coto desires her and he will never let her go.
Bridal Bonds by Leora Gonzales
Sequel to Bridal Pact
Andi signed up for the Bridal Pact, but what with having to dissolve her possibly sabotaged mismatch and being kidnapped by extremists determined to wreck the Earth-Phaeton warrior alliance, her space adventure sucks big-time. But before she can catch the next shuttle back to Earth, she’s claimed by two new suitors, the dominant Rodin and the happy-to-try-it Tamin.
The doctors come as a pair, one warrior providing the discipline she didn’t know she craved and the other lightening her bruised heart. But bonding to not one but two alien warriors? If only Andi dares to try.
No Way Out: Kari by Jaid Black
Story 11 in the series Trek Mi Q’an. Can be read as a stand-alone, but we recommend you read the stories in sequence for maximum enjoyment.
Whisked from Earth to the matriarchal planet of Galis by forces unknown, Kara Summers finds refuge in the mountainous crystal fortress of the Gy’at Li sector. Taken in and renamed Kari by the sector’s High Mystik, she spends seventeen years being honed into a formidable warrior. Sent to Crystal City to complete her training, Kari Gy’at Li knows there is one species of male she must avoid at all costs because of their proclivity for stealing women—the warriors of Tryston. When Kari is hunted by an eight-foot-tall muscled warrior, she realizes what she must do—vanquish the predator or become the prey.
This is the backstory on Kari and Death; their full story will be told over the course of the next three books.
Escape by Tara Nina
Paoni Warrior Shia must capture or kill Kal, an escaped Lanius—the worst of alien criminals—but she has no idea who she is truly up against.
Kal knows his imprisonment was unjustified. Turning the tables, he takes Shia captive, igniting her curiosity and a lust she can’t control. But siding with him will put both her heart and her life on the line.
Reader Advisory: These stories have graphic sexual language and scenes—no closed bedroom doors (or other rooms) here!
A collection of adult sci fi romance from Ellora’s Cave
Alien
Coto’s Captive
By Laurann Dohner
Bridal Bonds
By Leora Gonzales
Now Way Out: Kari
By Jaid Black
Escape
By Tara Nina
Coto’s Captive
Laurann Dohner
Chapter One
Lynn wanted to just shoot the prick who was standing about five feet to her left. Jimmy Morgan was absolute scum in her book. She resisted the urge. She couldn’t afford to lose her job or get arrested when his uncle found out what she’d done. Lynn had to take a deep breath to calm her boiling temper as she crouched beside the remains of what used to be four dogs. She glared at Jimmy, refusing to look away.
“Let’s just cut the bullshit, asshole. You know your mayor uncle isn’t going to allow anyone to arrest your dumb ass so you might as well just tell me the truth. What is out here that did this to your dogs?”
“I’d tell you if I knew,” he ground out.
Lynn straightened to her feet and wanted to kick him square in the nuts. “You made these poor dogs mean and you turned them loose on your property to protect your pot plants that everyone pretends you aren’t growing. What else did you get to help guard your crops? It killed all four of your best guard dogs, Jimmy. It’s out of control, isn’t it? Is that why you called me in to clean up your mess? I’m animal control but this…” She gestured at the four torn-up dogs. “This was done by a large animal. Is it a bear? A lion? What did you bring here?”
“I didn’t!” he yelled. “I just had the dogs. I don’t have a clue what did this. Do you think I’d call you if it was mine? I don’t want anyone nosing around my place. They might want to steal my pot.”
The man’s stupidity amazes me. “Growing it is illegal. Of course, you could probably state that you murdered someone and your uncle wouldn’t allow anyone to arrest your worthless butt. Now you want me to track down whatever did this and take care of that problem for you?” She raised her hand and gave him the middle finger. “Not a chance.” She spun around and stormed away.
“Damn it, Lynn. You can’t do this. What if it kills me or one of my friends? How will you feel then?”
She paused by her SUV to face him and met his gaze with a cold smile. “Um…let’s see. You’re the guy who takes cute little puppies and turns them into vicious killers just for the sake of protecting your illegal drug operation. I wouldn’t shed a tear, Jimmy. Not a one. Yeah, that’s a way to get to me. Make me ponder the concept of a few less assholes in the world.” She loudly snorted. “I’m out of here.”
“I’ll call my uncle,” the jerk threatened. “I’ll have you fired before you even reach town if you leave. You need to track down what did this and kill it.”
Frustration roiled through her. She knew he’d do it and that his uncle would pull every string to get her canned. She had a house payment and jobs were nearly impossible to find within a hundred miles of Green Bend. That’s what she got for growing up in a small town in the middle of a wooded area—dealing with assholes and a bad job market.
“Get out of my sight and tell your two loser friends to stay out of my way too.”
“Not a problem. We’ll go smoke some dubbies and watch porn.”
“Sick pervert,” she muttered.
She opened the back of her vehicle and lifted out her tranquilizer gun, grabbing the tranquilizer-dart bag as well. She wasn’t into killing animals, hoping to dart them instead and relocate them where they’d be safe. It was always preferable to take them deeper into the woods where they would thrive. Whatever had killed the dogs had probably been cornered and fought its way free.
She tugged on her jacket last, studied the sky, and took note that only a few hours remained before the sun set. Her father had raised her alone and had taught her to be an excellent tracker. He’d dragged her out into the woods every weekend to hunt something, depending on the season. At sixteen she’d finally put her foot down. She hated killing animals, instead had wanted to protect and save them.
Lynn returned to the scene of the crime, carefully expanding the search for clues of what had killed the dogs. Their throats had been torn into, leaving deep, vicious wounds. It came as a shock when she located a new set of prints. They weren’t from an animal but instead what she guessed to be about a size-sixteen boot. From the size of the boots she assumed it had to be a man. The grooves were deep in the soft dirt, letting her know the person weighed over two hundred pounds. It put a whole new spin on the situation.
“Damn it!”
She considered returning to the truck but the blood on the ground looked fresh. She guessed it had happened less than an hour before. One more visual scan of the area revealed a large, bloody handprint on a tree trunk about ten feet away. Whatever had killed the dogs appeared to have been an animal with sharp teeth but the clues weren’t adding up anymore. She’d gone from tracking something with four legs to something on two.
DEA agents might want to see if the rumors about Jimmy were true. That concept left her feeling cold. Maybe one of them had come on Jimmy’s land to take a look-see. It made sense. A local resident would know to avoid Jimmy’s property. It would have to be an outsider—someone who was unaware of how insane Jimmy could