Tuesday, October 17, 2017

The Gods of Probabilities by Liza O'Connor is 99 c

Keep in mind that one of my favorite authors is Douglas Adams' The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. 

When I wrote The Gods of Probabilities, I tried to be serious, only I kept bursting out in silly moments, especially when we hang about the ship captain in charge of this universe. 

So while my little water people are struggling with life and death situations, the "Gods" running the ship are having their own issues, which I find to be mostly ridiculous. 

Some mistake this book as a children's book, because a main character is barely born before he proves to be brilliant. Nor is he unique. All the new baby Oceanics are cute and bright, which is odd, since they'd never been terribly bright during former births. And there's a reason that happened....

Here's some pics of my fav characters:
This is Pan, a mix between an orangutan and one of the "Gods" aboard the ship. He's very bright, creative, and the water babies love him.  So does Marybell, the organic ship computer.

You can see a bit of Marybell's innards behind him in this shot. I'm not being gross. Marybell doesn't care if people see her innards. Honestly, she has grown herself into the ship and has complete control of it, but she lets the Captain Zousan believe he is in charge. 

Above is Drogan, when he was born. Below is him when he grows up, and very nicely, if I say so myself.

But, he still can't find someone to love. Sigh! But he does make some very fine friends. 

Above is the absolutely worse cretin on the ship. He takes great pleasure in torturing poor Pan.  His name is Thor and he is an idiot God. 

Above is the captain Zousan. Shame I gave him such silly clothes. My bad. But to be honest, he begins the story more like a petulant child, however, over time he grows up rather nicely. He has some serious "Daddy" issues, that he will never get over. 

And this is Athena, his daughter. She can soothe her father better than anyone.
And she's looking for love, but the crew is mostly awful.


The God Zousan is determined to create a better multiverse than his father's. To ensure he fails, his despicable father, Cronus, has filled Zousan's crew with deadbeats and saboteurs. 
Zousan's current task is to save the Oceanics, a blue water humanoid species that lives in a different dimension on Earth. The world of Oceania is threatened due to humans poisoning their oceans. Unexpectedly, the most recent hatchlings of Oceanics are exceptionally brilliant. Good thing, since they must figure out how to escape Earth and find a new planet or they will all die.
One young fellow named Drogan can cross dimensions and manipulate time events for better outcomes, but can he use his odd talents to save them all? While the bureaucratic Gods will try to assist, in Quantum all possibilities not only can, but do happen, so the future is never certain.


Zousan is not having any fun.
There is always something that needs to be fixed!

Take for example, the planet Zepwick. The only change in behavior the Homo sapiens made upon hearing their new commandments was to kill their enemies, who were also Homo sapiens, in the name of their God. Honestly, Zousan wanted to order them wiped out so he could start over. Unfortunately, according to the probability program, which would decide if Zousan succeeded or failed to make a better multiverse than his father’s, the troublesome blue-green planet was critical to his success.
Thus, he decided to give them a new religion, called the Path of Light.
Rule #1: No killing other Homo sapiens!  Knowing how easy it was to alter computer text, he even had it carved into tablets of stone for the 6,523 languages spoken on the small planet. Then they went off to another parallel universe and delivered the same message. It took several million years to get the word out, and for a while, it looked for naught. Probability of success dropped to three percent. Zousan was ready to give up and declare defeat, but Athena refused to let him.
“We need more crew members,”
Zousan shook his head. “My father won’t give me more crew.”
“Then let’s pick up the crew’s children and train them.”
“What children?”
“The six hundred or so children sired by the ‘Gods’ when they visited the planets.”
“There are unsupervised God-children running about my planets?”
Athena rolled her eyes. “A great deal among the Homo sapiens, since their appearance is most like ours.”
He frowned. “Well, that explains their troublesome nature. I had no idea our seed would flourish in other species.”
“Unfortunately, it does. And most appear to be highly intelligent, which is generally not well-received by their parents. We need to gather them up before any more are murdered for being annoying smartasses.”

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Saturday, October 14, 2017

Veronica Scott shares Embrace the Romance: Pets In Space 2

Thanks for having me as your guest today to talk about Embrace the Romance: Pets In Space 2!

When Pauline B. Jones and I decided to organize our second take on pets in space, I felt this was my chance to write a rock star romance. I really love the genre but never thought I’d write one since I’m pretty much a science fiction author. BUT then I found a way to have a rock star aboard my interstellar luxury cruise liner and the next challenge became to identify a hero. That too was fairly easy – a security officer on the ship, assigned to protect her. But what kind of a pet would he have?

I’ve always loved Andre Norton’s vintage scifi and her Beastmaster was one of my favorites, years ago. Partly as a tribute to the hero of her book and his eagle, Baku, I decided to give my hero an alien, telepathic eagle, with a backstory of having been to war together. The hero in Beastmaster was also a veteran of space wars, who’d fought on many worlds with his team of telepathic animals. I have to stress my hero in Star Cruise: Songbird and his eagle Valkyr are completely different from Ms. Norton’s, but it was fun to write my own take on the concept. It’s always nifty to give a group of authors the same story prompt and see how differently they’ll tell the tale. Which is actually a fundamental principle of the whole Pets In Space concept that Pauline and I operate from – tell us a scifi romance story with a heroic pet integrally involved in the plot!

I also have an actual songbird in the story as well…

Blurb for Star Cruise: Songbird:
Grant Barton, a Security Officer on the Nebula Zephyr, is less than thrilled with his current assignment to guard an Interstellar singing sensation while she’s on board the ship. It doesn’t help that he and his military war bird Valkyr are dealing with their recent separation from the Sectors Special Forces and uncertainty over their future, with their own planet in ruins.

Karissa Dawnstar is on top of the charts and seemingly has it all – talent, fame, fortune and devoted fans, but behind her brave smile and upbeat lyrics she hides an aching heart. When a publicity stunt goes wrong, Karissa finds herself in the arms of the security officer assigned to protect her – and discovers a mutual attraction she can’t ignore.

Trouble continues to plague the pair, driving a wedge between them and leaving Grant certain that Karissa is in more danger than she realizes, from overzealous fans and her own management. Grant is determined to protect Karissa whether she wants his help or not. Can he discover the truth behind what’s going on before he loses Karissa or is there someone else plotting to keep them apart – permanently?

The excerpt, when rock star Karissa first meets Valkyr the eagle:

Karissa stopped in her tracks once she was across the threshold. “You didn’t tell me you had a bird!” Before he could stop her, she went forward to where Valkyr sat on his special perch. “You’re gorgeous, big boy.” She extended her hand to stroke the glossy iridescent black wing.

Grant had no conscious memory of moving but he had her in an iron grip, with his back to the bird and her safely to the side.

“What the seven hells—” She yanked away from him.

“Valkyr is a Qaazamir hunting eagle—he could bite off one of your fingers without any problem and his talons can inflict enough damage to kill a human. Never approach a wild, feral animal as if it’s a house pet.”

She looked chastened. “He’s beautiful. And he doesn’t seem upset. Or threatening.”

“You’re in his space and he’s never met you.” Grant turned. Valkyr sat on his perch calmly, blinking at them, as if he hadn’t a care in the world. He preened, fluffing out his feathers, raising his elegant crest of white and doing a bit of grooming, then spread his wings wide for a moment in an imposing display, before settling on the perch.

“Give me a moment to get my gear and we’ll go,” Grant said. “Promise me you won’t get close to him.”

Karissa nodded but still seemed so fascinated by the bird that Grant was uneasy as he headed toward his bedroom.

Won’t hurt the pretty one. She admires me.

Grant smiled. It seemed Karissa worked her celebrity magic on animals as well as most humans. He acknowledged Valkyr’s comment with a quick thought and hastened back wearing his special handler’s glove and shirt with the padded shoulder. Going to the perch, he held out his left hand and Valkyr sidled off the perch onto his fist, clutching him with the huge talons that could cause so much damage.

“Wow,” said Karissa, coming closer. “His claws are like knives. How can you hold him without getting hurt?”

“The glove and the shoulder of my shirt are made from woven cartefl fibers, strongest material in the Sectors,” Grant said. “In the old days, a handler had to wear bulky leather gloves and thick padding but modern tech makes things much easier. Shall we go?”

Karissa moved toward the door but gave him a dubious look. “You just carry him through the ship? What if he gets spooked and flies away?”

“Valkyr is a highly trained military asset,” he said, entering the corridor behind her. “And a registered sentient. He knows how to behave in a noncombat situation. This way.”

“So the two of you were in the war?”

He really didn’t want to talk about his past or explain himself to this pop star. “Yes. We were in the Special Forces Z Unit until recently. Z for zoological.”

“I saw a documentary on them once,” Karissa said as they entered the gravlift.

Valkyr liked antigrav and flared his wings to the full 8’ span, posing dramatically as they drifted downward toward the hangar deck.

Don’t show off for her too much. Grant chuckled a bit as Karissa gasped at the display his companion was making.

Blurb for Embrace the Romance: Pets In Space 2:
The pets are back! Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2, featuring twelve of today’s leading Science Fiction Romance authors brings you a dozen original stories written just for you! Join in the fun, from the Dragon Lords of Valdier to a trip aboard award-winning author, Veronica Scott’s Nebula Zephyr to journeying back to Luda where Grim is King, for stories that will take you out of this world! Join New York Times, USA TODAY, and Award-winning authors S.E. Smith, M.K. Eidem, Susan Grant, Michelle Howard, Cara Bristol, Veronica Scott, Pauline Baird Jones, Laurie A. Green, Sabine Priestley, Jessica E. Subject, Carol Van Natta, and Alexis Glynn Latner as they share stories and help out Hero-Dogs.org, a charity that supports our veterans!

10% of the first months profits go to Hero-Dogs.org. Hero Dogs raises and trains service dogs and places them free of charge with US Veterans to improve quality of life and restore independence.

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Author Bio:
Best Selling Science Fiction, Fantasy & Paranormal Romance author, as well as the “SciFi Encounters” columnist for the USA Today Happy Ever After blog, Veronica Scott grew up in a house with a library as its heart. Dad loved science fiction, Mom loved ancient history and Veronica thought there needed to be more romance in everything. When she ran out of books to read, she started writing her own stories.

Seven time winner of the SFR Galaxy Award, as well as a National Excellence in Romance Fiction Award, Veronica is also the proud recipient of a NASA Exceptional Service Medal relating to her former day job, not her romances! She recently was honored to read the part of Star Trek Crew Member in the audiobook production of Harlan Ellison’s “The City On the Edge of Forever.”

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

What are you afraid of? by Jessica E. Subject

What are you afraid of?

by Jessica E. Subject

People fear many things. Some things are physically real. Others are emotional fears, or simply imaginary. I have fears that fit into all those categories, but if you hang around with me, the one you’ll notice is that I’m afraid of bugs. Now, my reaction to insects varies depending on the type, time of day, and number of them. Any bug that comes into my house is going to meet with a swift death as soon as I see it. Outside is a different story. At night, or early in the morning while I’m outside in the dark to let my dog go to the bathroom, any insect that touches me (imaginary or real) elicits a flinch, cringe, scream, swatting, brushing off my skin, blowing it away, or some other reaction. During the day, bees and butterflies are welcome in my yard. I give hornets and wasps a wide berth. Anything else flying will get swatted away. Any ants might die. And I will seek vengeance on any earwig I see. I laugh when I start the barbeque and they come leaping out only to be squished by me. I’ve never seen a cockroach except on television and at a science center, but they creep me out. I get repulsed just thinking about them.

Now, I’m not afraid of reptiles or amphibians. Not snakes or frogs or anything like that. Though I have learned respect for those in the wild, and will leave them in their habitat. And I do not fear any domesticated pet. Though there are some I prefer over others. There are people afraid of various domesticated animals, whether fearing dogs usually based on a bad previous experience, or not wanting to go near a snake because they believe they are slimy (which they aren’t). Others are afraid of small rodents like mice and rats because of their association with dirty, infested places. I’ve met people afraid of bats, birds, and many other creatures as well.

In Gib and the Tibbar, my story that is included in EMBRACE THE ROMANCE: Pets in Space 2, there is a Defender with a similar fear. Zair is assigned watch with Gib, and when a tibbar darts past them, Zair’s fear becomes clear. You can experience his reaction in the excerpt below....

Question: What creature(s) are you afraid of?


Gib and the Tibbar
A Novella in the Galactic Defenders Series
By Jessica E. Subject

A dedicated Defender to the core, Gib is willing to go to any planet the Galactic Alliance sends him. That is, until he’s sent with his squad to Hemera for their Alorama ceremony, far from any threat of Erebus invasion and with no chance for promotion.

Vilarra has lived on Hemera all her life, working hard in the kitchens of the royal palace until she achieved lead hand. But learning of the universe beyond her world reveals her insignificance and shreds her sense of accomplishment and purpose.

With the help of a furry, little tibbar, Gib is determined to win the affection of Vilarra, prove to her how significant she is to him and the people who depend on her. But will his personal mission be cut short before he has the chance to win her heart?

About the anthology:

The pets are back! Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2, featuring twelve of today’s leading Science Fiction Romance authors brings you a dozen original stories written just for you! Join in the fun, from the Dragon Lords of Valdier to a trip aboard award-winning author, Veronica Scott’s Nebula Zephyr to journeying back to Luda where Grim is King, for stories that will take you out of this world! Join New York Times, USA TODAY, and Award-winning authors S.E. Smith, M.K. Eidem, Susan Grant, Michelle Howard, Cara Bristol, Veronica Scott, Pauline Baird Jones, Laurie A. Green, Sabine Priestley, Jessica E. Subject, Carol Van Natta, and Alexis Glynn Latner as they share stories and help out Hero-Dogs.org, a charity that supports our veterans!

10% of the first months profits go to Hero-Dogs.org. Hero Dogs raises and trains service dogs and places them free of charge with US Veterans to improve quality of life and restore independence.



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A small, furry white creature scampered between the Defenders and the fire. Gib yanked his feet back and gasped. He tried to follow the path the animal took, and when it disappeared into the grassy field, he relaxed a little. Not that he was afraid, only startled by the sudden appearance of the critter.

But his watch partner reacted differently. The cowardly Defender stood on his bench, reaching for a low branch on the ropral tree as if to lift himself farther off the ground. “What in Gaspra was that? No one told me about any deadly creatures on this planet.”

Gib laughed and slapped his hand on his lap. “I wouldn’t call the fluffy little thing that raced by us a deadly creature.”

“Okay, Hemera is infested with vermin, then.” Zair examined the area around him before he dared put a foot on the ground.

A high-pitched squeak sounded, and Gib’s surveillance partner returned to reaching for the branches. The little creature stood on its hind legs below Zair’s bench, peeping as if telling him off.

Gib couldn’t hold in his laughter. Not just at the other Defender’s reaction, but also the thoughts running through Zair’s mind, thoughts he’d failed to block in his fear.

“It’s not going to eat you.” Gib shook his head, wondering how his squad mate could see the creature as dangerous. “Would you please get down from there? Defenders are supposed to be brave and fierce. Right now, you’re neither.”

“Go to Gaspra, Mingot. And stay out of my head.” He yanked his plazer from his hip holster and aimed it at the critter. “If I don’t destroy it, it will bring death to everyone on this planet.”

Stepping into the line of fire, Gib yanked the weapon from his squad mate, thankful the safety remained on. “You’re being ridiculous. Besides, if you fire your weapon, you’ll cause a panic. The Hemera will think Erebus have arrived.”

The frightened Defender shook a foot at the creature. “Fine, then. Kick it into the fire. Or you could stomp on it.”

“Don’t you dare!” A Hemera woman burst from the bushes, storming toward Zair like a mother rehn protecting her young. She shoved him off his bench and shouldered past Gib before scooping the noisy creature into her hand. “This is my tibbar, not some kind of vermin.”

“Tibbar? Try nasty rodent that tried to eat me.” Zair smoothed out his uniform but kept his distance from the creature now perched on the woman’s shoulder.

“You’re both on nehbred.” She kicked dirt at them, her pink lips pursed and her dark eyes set in a deadly stare. “You don’t know what you’re talking about when it comes to my pet or my planet.”

Jessica E. Subject is the author of science fiction romance, mostly alien romances, ranging from sweet to super hot. Sometimes she dabbles in paranormal and contemporary as well, bringing to life a wide variety of characters. In her stories, you could not only meet a sexy alien or two, but also clones and androids. You may be transported to a dystopian world where rebels are fighting to live and love, or to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.
When Jessica is not reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to go to fitness class and walk her Great Pyrenees/Retriever her family adopted from the local animal shelter.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com.


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Sunday, October 8, 2017

Cailin Briste shares Cosmic Cabaret boxset.

Teasers from Cosmic Cabaret: Where Hearts Collide in the Greatest Show in Space

Thirteen authors. Thirteen novellas. Sure, you can download and read all thirteen first chapters (see links below). But what if you just want a little somethin’ somethin’? Here you go. A sample of what to expect in Cosmic Cabaret.

“Him. Him. Always him. Why couldn’t Astra just get away from the heart-thumping creature, Doctor Zane Jones?”

Stars Shining Bright Above by Jayne Fury

“I’m here for you, whatever you need.” “Stay with me,” she whispered. He leaned down and brought her fingers to his lips, brushing them with a gentle kiss. “Nothing would please me more.”

Star-Studded Love by Rosalie Redd

“Well you see, it’s a funny story involving twins, a capybara, and a whole heap of buttercream.”

A Dance of Fallen Stars by Kat Vancil

“Feckin’ man! Why did someone so exasperatin’ have to be built like a god? Standin’ there in his underpants. All his glory on display except for his private bits, which weren’t exactly hidden by that layer of cloth.”

Educated by the Master by Cailin Briste

“The bad boy she had known had grown into a predator that oozed sex.”

Vordol's Vow by Dena Garson

“Here’s to the sunrise.” He smiled, lifting his glass in a toast. Her eyes flared wide, the clear clink of the pure crystal reverberating through the silence. “Sunrise? Why are we toasting to that?” He watched hungrily as she sipped on the pleasant dessert wine. He tossed back the drink in one gulp. “Because that’s the next time I plan on letting you out of my sight.”

Midnight at Andromeda's by Tessa McFionn

The anthology releases on October 10. You can preorder now for $2.99. The price will go up after the anthology releases.

One Small Step First Chapters – Read all 13 first chapters of Cosmic Cabaret in this companion teaser.

Cosmic Cabaret: Where Hearts Collide in the Greatest Show in Space
Come aboard Blue Star line’s crown jewel, the LS Quantum, a luxury starship traveling through space and time. You’ll meet princes and star sultans, solve a murder, track a thief, plan the ultimate jewel heist, and encounter futuristic rock stars on the lam, cirque stars who want the quiet life, and dancers who want fame.
Join thirteen USA Today, Amazon best-selling, and award-winning speculative fiction romance authors as they twist their own tales on the decks and in the dance halls of LS Quantum. Embark on a journey to fall in love at the Cosmic Cabaret.

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SFR Shooting Stars
SFRSS = Speculative Fiction Romance Shooting Stars.

A collective put together by three authors, Selene Grace Silver, Rosalie Redd and Jayne Fury, SFRSS aims to promote the genre of speculative fiction romance by finding and promoting some of the best SFR authors out there. Our current anthology, which goes on sale October 10, 2017, showcases stories by CJ Cade, Kerry Adrienne, Tessa McFionn, Cailin Briste, Jayne Fury, Rosalie Redd, Selene Grace Silver, Athena Grayson, Kat Vancil, Dena Garson, Blaire Edens, Jenna Lincoln, and Diana Rivis. SFR is more than blue alien sex, it’s beautiful romance set in amazing galactic worlds.

As the LS Quantum prepares to set off into the great expanse of the universe–loading cargo, checking in passengers, monitoring flight conditions—Traverse with us through our various worlds. The luxury space liner promises adventure, a little chaos, and stories of tender love.

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Scavanger Vanishes by Liza O'Connor

Scavenger Vanishes
Liza O’Connor

Protecting your colonel.
If you are a captain of the SkyRyders, you have considerable power. But if you want to remain a captain, then you had better protect your colonel from any damage his stupidity might cause. Colonel Dryer refused to allow Alisha to take her clothes with her when she got herself demoted from Colonel to a buck private. (General Powel was clearly not amused when she crossed him.)

To make matters worse, Dryer demanded Alisha return the sleepwear to the other female cadet who had loaned her the clothes.  Alisha had already been cold, but now she couldn’t stop shivering and feared she was literally going to freeze to death.

Had she done so, MAC would have been one very upset AI. It would have no doubt court-martialed General Powell and had Colonel Dyrers put in prison. Dryer clearly had no idea how important MAC believed Alisha to be. Nor did Captain Benson. He simply addressed this as a ‘protect your colonel’ moment. So Benson and the cadets wrapped Alisha up in blankets and carried her to the medical site, explaining her near death in a way that in no way implicated Colonel Dryer:  She had been lap-dancing them when she started shivering uncontrollably. So they brought her to the medic ward.

That way Colonel Dryer wouldn’t be implicated and they would all live another day!

Scavenger Vanishes
By Liza O’Connor

Stationed on opposite coasts, Alisha and Logan must each face their own demons and challenges. On the West Coast, Alisha loses her rank for butting heads with General Powell and soon discovers the life of a private can be utter hell. On the East Coast, newly promoted General Logan discovers his soldiers do not recognize his authority to command. In an effort to retake control of the East Coast Corps, Logan authorizes unthinkable actions. When Alisha faces a life-threatening crisis, will Logan rise above his own troubles, or will she discover love and rescue with her best friend Jack?

When Alisha woke, she thought she was in heaven. Everything was white. As she focused on the fluorescent lighting, she changed her mind.

“Good, you’re awake,” Sandy said as she placed a thermometer in Alisha’s mouth. “That was a pretty stupid stunt you pulled last night.”

Alisha stared in confusion as Sandy proceeded to give her a lecture on hypothermia. When the medic finally pulled the thermometer from Alisha’s mouth, she tried to sit up. “How did I get here, and what were you told happened to me?”

Sandy gave her one of those “don’t even try to pull the wool over my eyes” looks. “You were brought in by several of your young men friends, who said that while giving them lap dances you had started shivering uncontrollably.”

“Lap dances!”

“Look,” Sandy said. “I don’t give a damn if you screw every man in this camp. In fact, it’s rather refreshing to hear of a female Ryder with a worse reputation than Jack’s. However, take some advice. It’s winter. If you want to do lap dances, don’t do them outside in the buff. You don’t have enough body fat to protect you from the cold.”

Alisha was speechless. She was going to kill Benson.

“Now, your captain is here to take you back to your quarters. I need this room in a half hour. Anything you wish to do before that is not my concern as long as you keep your activity limited to the exam table, and don’t play with the supplies.”

The second Benson entered the room, Alisha hit him with a jar of cotton swabs. “You told the medic I was giving you a lap dance?”

Benson rubbed his chest where the jar had struck. “It was all I could think of. Don’t throw anything else, and I’ll explain,” he promised.

Alisha couldn’t imagine any explanation that would satisfy her, but she let him approach.

“I knew you were going into hypothermia, but if Colonel Dryer were implicated, I’d be done for. The colonel would no doubt receive a reprimand for his part in it, but he’d still be my colonel. Except now he’d be a pissed-off colonel, and I’d be his rabbit. So I had to come up with something the medic would believe that in no way implicated the colonel, but would explain how you came to be wearing no clothes. Given your reputation, I said lap dances.”

“What reputation?” Alisha demanded.

“Well…” Benson smiled awkwardly. “You know…”

“No,” Alisha replied. “Tell me.”

“Well, first there was Colonel Logan, then you dropped Logan for Sparkes, which we all understood, then there was Ben, then there was you and Colonel Logan in the tunnel, before Sparkes found you. Then you and Logan right before he left, and then Tucker in tunnel this morning.”

“You can stop now,” Alisha said. No wonder the medic had believed Alisha wanted to sleep with every man in the camp. Rumor had it that she had slept with every man in the camp. She sighed. “So now we add lap dances to the pile of BS.”

“I didn’t see what harm it could do.”

“No, you’re evidently right. My reputation is pretty well dragging the bottom. I must be the biggest joke in the Corps.” She looked up at the ceiling, trying not to cry.

“No!” Benson assured her. “We know you’re something special. Normal conventions don’t apply to you, any more than normal aerodynamics or Corps regulations. You do your own thing and we just watch and marvel.”

The SkyRyder’s Series, Book 3
Scavenger Vanishes

About the Author
Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.

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