Erotic Romance / Sci-Fi
Date Published: December 26, 2014
Loving Dangerously, Book Five
Being kidnapped by a deadly—and dead sexy—brothel slave wasn’t exactly what Kiehle Xochis signed up for. His instructions had been simple: Watch over the human female until his brother and his mate arrived to rescue her. Instead, the slave has decided to liberate herself. She’s proving to be more than Kiehle can handle—and he kind of likes it.
Allysan Miller has gone through hell since being taken from Earth during an invasion. She’s finally found a way to escape the latest, and worst, of the brothels she’s been sold to. Now if Ally plays her cards right, she could gain both freedom and love…if she can learn to trust the dangerous male she’s chosen as her hostage.
Inside Scoop: Ally suffers her share of abuse at the hands of a brothel owner’s guards. But don’t worry. The feisty female warrior gives as good as she gets.
A Romantica® SciFi erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Prologue
Allysan Miller stood in the holding tank with the other
women in the belly of the Loconuist vessel. On high alert—she was always on
high alert—she scanned her surroundings.
Erotic Romance / Sci-Fi
Date Published: December 26, 2014
Being kidnapped by a deadly—and dead sexy—brothel slave wasn’t exactly what Kiehle Xochis signed up for. His instructions had been simple: Watch over the human female until his brother and his mate arrived to rescue her. Instead, the slave has decided to liberate herself. She’s proving to be more than Kiehle can handle—and he kind of likes it.
Allysan Miller has gone through hell since being taken from Earth during an invasion. She’s finally found a way to escape the latest, and worst, of the brothels she’s been sold to. Now if Ally plays her cards right, she could gain both freedom and love…if she can learn to trust the dangerous male she’s chosen as her hostage.
Inside Scoop: Ally suffers her share of abuse at the hands of a brothel owner’s guards. But don’t worry. The feisty female warrior gives as good as she gets.
A Romantica® SciFi erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Prologue
Taken: Year Three
Allysan Miller stood in the holding tank with the other
women in the belly of the Loconuist vessel. On high alert—she was always on
high alert—she scanned her surroundings.
This isn’t good.
It never was when the Loconuist corralled them in here. It
meant that soon the double doors would open and some other alien species would
come through and pick out which humans they wanted, and take them away.
Everyone thought the Loconuist were ugly, but some of the
things that passed through the doors were horrific in comparison. But
regardless of looks, no one ever wanted to leave with the aliens who passed
through because of the unknown factor. Living on the Loconuist vessel was bad, but
at least there was food and water, and the Loconuist themselves rarely bothered
with them.
Ally looked through the crowd of frightened and confused
women. Their numbers were steadily dropping.
How many of us are
left? Seven hundred—maybe?
They meandered about, everyone on edge. Loved ones and
friends stuck together, clutching each other. If there was going to be a
“taking”, as everyone had begun to call it, by other aliens, it was best to try
to go together.
It had been roughly three years since the invasion on Earth,
since Ally had been trapped on the Loconuist vessel.
Three.
Long.
Years.
It was only natural that many of the prisoners had developed
close bonds with each other, after all they’d been through. Seen. Done. They’d
bonded under the worst possible circumstances. Some bonds had been forged here,
others prior to the invasion on Earth.
The thought of Earth seemed like a distant memory. Almost as
if the time before now never existed.
A dream.
Ally shook the invading thought from her head. Bringing up
old memories would only serve to make her sad. There was no time for sadness
right now. She kept her eyes focused on her surroundings, alert for anything
out of place. Not all aliens stomped through the holding bay during a taking.
No, some were sneakier than that. Some would mimic humans, observing before making
their selections.
Everyone had a look of panic on their faces. No one seemed
suspicious. They all anxiously waited to learn their fate.
What’s taking them so
long to come?
Usually when the women were corralled, the taking took place
soon after. But now, the minutes ticked by slowly. As time went on, the noise
from the women became louder, more unbearable. There was crying, praying,
shouting, talking and whispering all around.
There was no point in trying to block out the sounds. The
walls echoed and voices projected.
“I wish they’d get it over with already,” Ally said.
“Me too.” Eva, her best friend, was by her side. She was a
petite woman, but a force to be reckoned with. She stood about five-foot-four
and weighed no more than a hundred pounds. When they first met, Eva’s black
hair had been cropped short, but over the years it had grown and now fell to
the middle of her back. On first glance, she could easily be mistaken for a
teenager, and not her thirty-plus years.
Ally was as different from
Eva as night was to day. Because of the lack of sunlight, both had pale skin,
but Eva’s was still a lot darker than hers. Eva had been given up when she was
young and didn’t know her heritage. She thought maybe she was mixed, African-American and Caucasian, or perhaps
American Indian.
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