Monday, January 27, 2014

Best Sc-Fi/ Space Opera

The Ménage Awards are here, and I was lucky enough to be nominated in several categories! I have the most amazing fans in the world!! I love them, love them, love them! Over the next few days I'll share which of my books were nominate in what category. Plus, I'll share a few of the other nominees stories as well! So stay tuned! You might just find your next favorite book!

First up:
Category: Best Sci-Fi/Space Opera Ménage

Finders Keepers was nominated!!! Woo hoo!!!

Tomorrow the auctions will take place. Some become brides, and some become nothing more than belongings who must do as they are told. Winter will have none of it. Taking the first chance of her life, she risks it all to escape, running into the desert and hoping to find something better.

When Roar, Scar, Gate, Shadow and Blade find Winter, they only plan to take her back to the safety of the settlement. But Winter isn’t going back. One way or another she will convince them that there is no other option than to keep her.

“Set up camp just outside the cave. We’ll have to claim her as our own. Hopefully, she’ll cooperate and play along as a young boy. It might get bloody even then. But if they realize she is a woman…” He let the words die out. He didn’t need to voice what would happen if her sex was discovered. Death would stalk them until either she was taken or there was no one left alive to guard her.

“The girl?” Shadow was the one to broach the question.

“I’ll have to go inside with her. See if I can wake her without her screaming. The rest of you set up camp as normal. Act like nothing is off. No change in how we would usually deal with them. Tell Gate and Scar to be on alert.”

Shadow nodded. “Do you plan to take her with us?”

Roar sighed. “I plan to find out why she left the settlement. After that, we’ll all discuss it and decide what the best course of action is.”

Shadow nodded and left. Roar used the glass to scan for Raven and his men. He could make out the dust of their traveling and knew time was limited. The sooner he talked to the girl, the better for all of them.

At least she’d stumbled upon one of their roomier caves. It would be easy for them all to move inside if needed, and easy to guard. Only one way in and one way out.

They were at the camp within the hour. He left the others to see to the little details that would convey they were all here, that the perceived boy wasn’t alone. Roar shook his head and sighed softly. It would be a fight to the death if Raven and his men discovered the “he” they’d seen was actually a “she”. Women were a rare commodity outside settlements.

The girl didn’t move when he entered the cave. He was quiet, but any one of his men would have known immediately someone else had entered a cave they were in. Had he been Raven or one of his ilk, she’d be naked with a cock in her before her eyes even fluttered open.

What was she doing out here? Women weren’t strong enough to survive the desert, certainly not alone. At least she’d had the good sense to rest in the day instead of trying to keep traveling in the heat.

He could see the softness of her skin without touching to confirm. And her smell, as he moved closer and knelt beside her, it surrounded him, wrapping around his balls and pulling them tight. His cock grew long and thick. He wanted to unwrap her, to discover each new inch of flesh. To taste and explore every curve of her. Wanted to wrap his hands in the blonde locks he’d seen revealed in the moonlight.

He’d have to touch her to wake her. Have to place his hand over her mouth to prevent her fear from echoing and drawing more attention. He didn’t have a choice.

But as he leaned closer, his eyes drifted shut, and he couldn’t stop the deep inhale of her scent. She smelled of something sweet and tempting, and he wondered if she would taste just as delicious.

He felt the prick of something against his side and opened his eyes. The woman was awake. Was it possible she’d known he was here all along? The blade pressed at his side said she had. Big green eyes met his. He could see the fear there, but there was something else as well. A spark of something that intrigued him.

“Do you plan to kill me?” It was a challenge that left his lips, and he knew it. But then, death had never been something he’d feared.

She shook her head. “Not unless you force me to.”

Her voice was husky and low. He thought she made it sound that way on purpose, and he longed to hear it as it would be naturally.

“Why are you here?”

“I seek only the time to rest. Then I’ll be on my way.”

Roar wanted to laugh. How did she think anyone could look at her and not realize she was a woman? She was by far the most beautiful he’d ever seen. Of course, being a nomad, he’d seen very few.

“So you take my shelter from me and greet me with a knife when I enter?”

“Perhaps my greeting would have been different if you’d announced yourself instead of creeping up on me while you thought me sleeping.”

He almost grinned. She had wit. And guts. Admirable qualities.

I'm super excited that this one was nominated! It just blows me away! Especially since I am nominated along side Kele Moon and Jenika Snow, both phenomenal authors!

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The super good news is you can vote as many times a day as you want to, every day until the contest closes on Feb 8th! So go rock that vote and show some authors love!

Happy Reading!

Lacey Thorn
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