Kayelle Allen invites you to meet the Antonello bros: At the Mercy of Her Pleasure

Meeting the Youngest Antonello Brother

Captain NarrAy Jorlan of the All People's Liberation Army is dedicated to freedom. She refuses to bow her will of the almighty Conqueror, Empress of the Tarthian Empire. The Empress has NarrAy's parents killed to prevent them from sharing secret technology and then confiscates their belongings. Retrieving the secret code to the prototype requires a master level thief familiar with government holdings.

When the leader of the rebellion recommends the son of a friend, NarrAy hires him sight unseen. Now, in their first meeting, she comes face to face with a man she at first mistook for young and inexperienced. She's beginning to change her mind.

Senth Antonello isn't your usual cat burglar. He is, in fact, half cat. More properly, HalfKin. The feline-humanoid race known as the Kin are huge, rugged warriors. They are known more for brawn than brains, especially the males. Good thing Senth inherited more traits from his human parent. You'd never know any part of him was Kin until you get close. His cat-slash pupils give him away, along with his fangs. He's not tall, even for a human, and he's on the slender side, with long, dark, curly hair that will never do anything except frizz. Because it annoys his father for Senth to have long hair, he wears it loose and lets the curls have their way.

No matter to Senth that his father used to run the Thieves' Guild, or that he's the richest man in the Empire. To Senth, he's also the biggest stuffed shirt on the planet. Still, when it comes to lining up business, you gotta hand it to dear old dad. He can find the gems among the dreck.

Case in point, the one he just assigned Senth. There's a catch. Isn't there always with dad? The woman he has to work with is addictive. No, really. He can't touch her.

But hey, Senth is a professional thief. Surely, he can steal one little kiss.

Excerpt At the Mercy of Her Pleasure

This scene is told from the heroine's point of view.

NarrAy crossed her legs, exposing a good portion of her skin under the short dress. If she'd been sitting opposite Senth, the length might have been welcome. But the Harbinger lounged in that chair and Senth sat beside her on the couch. Her position put her a little closer to him.

"Empress Destoiya murdered my parents," NarrAy continued her story, "as surely as if she'd been the one who shot them in the back. They were scientists working on secret technology. When rumors got out that they were planning to give their findings to the rebellion, the Conqueror had them killed and then confiscated everything, including their personal belongings. There was a locket my mother inherited from my grandmother, which my grandmother inherited from her grandmother. It's mine and I want it back."

She met Senth's penetrating gaze and held it. She heard rather than saw Encie enter the room and take up a place near the door. Broxus moved to stand beside her. NarrAy couldn't take her gaze off Senth. How did I ever see him as a boy?

He had a man's hands, well-groomed nails and sinewy forearms that revealed power and strength. His biceps bulged. Angular jaw, a firm mouth with lips made for kissing. A hot flutter rose within her and she tamped it down at once, refusing to let her pheromones get the upper hand.

Senth watched her, gaze narrowed, head tilted. He gave a sniff and then eased into a smile. His proximity heightened her desire. He smelled clean, fresh and ruggedly male. A tingle signaled the imminent letdown of her pheromones and she clenched her hands into fists, fighting to calm the spike of lust flickering through her like a torch about to combust.

Senth's faint smile revealed nothing, but he lifted his head, sniffing the air. Kin could smell emotion and desire. Could HalfKin?

He asked me something. Pay attention to business and not your body. She sat up straighter. "I'm sorry. Would you repeat that, please?"

"What I said was no one hires a level-nineteen thief, transports him to another world to break into a government building and then wants him to steal back a locket with sentimental value. Especially one in the custody of the Conqueror. What's it really worth?"

"It's a priceless heirloom." She set a hand against her bosom.

Senth didn't follow her hand movement. Instead he tilted his head as he leaned back against the couch. "I'm more skilled at this job than you are beautiful, NarrAy and that's saying something. Tell me the truth."

Her cheeks warmed. When had she ever blushed over an offhand compliment?

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At the Mercy of Her Pleasure

Antonello Brothers 1: a Scifi Romance

At the Mercy of Her Pleasure is a military science fiction romance set in a dystopian world. Its heat level is sweet.

Hired to steal back a prototype taken by the imperial armada, Senth Antonello retrieves it, but his brother is kidnapped to force Senth to surrender the device.

Now he has to rescue his brother, outsmart the armada, and keep the item out of imperial hands. All doable, except for one small problem. He must do it in the company of NarrAy Jorlan, a genetically altered woman whose pheromones could enhance the mission or crumble it into dust with a single siren kiss.

He's a thief. She's a soldier. Do opposites attract? Oh, mercy!

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Genre: Sweet Romance, Science Fiction Romance, Scifi

Heat level: PG - sweet romance with kick

Book length: 59,650 words (full novel)

Publisher: Romance Lives Forever Books

Series: Antonello Brothers (standalone books)

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The sequel for this book is For Women Only

A free prequel is on the author's website https://kayelleallen.com/bro/

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About the Author

Kayelle Allen is a best-selling American author. Her unstoppable heroes and heroines include contemporary every day folk, role-playing immortal gamers, futuristic covert agents, and warriors who purr.

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Liza intervews the book Bringer of Chaos by Kayelle Allen

Today, I'm interviewing Kayelle Allen's book Bringer of Chaos.  
Space-Rep: Is there a giveaway.
Liza: There is.

Giveaway - Free Download

Download and print three PDF Bookmarks. The first features Six, the human warrior. The second is Pietas, the immortal warrior. The third is the two, back to back.
Six https://kayelleallen.com/media/boc-bookmark-six.pdf
Pietas https://kayelleallen.com/media/boc-bookmark-pietas.pdf
Pietas and Six https://kayelleallen.com/media/boc-bookmark-pietas6.pdf
Download a free adult coloring book you can print and share. Relax and color with friends. It's fun! https://kayelleallen.com/media/pietas-coloring-book.pdf

Space Rep: I love coloring books and bookmarks.

Liza: Today, I'm interviewing The Origin of Pietas, Bringer of Chaos.

Space Rep: Don’t we have enough chaos already?

Liza: Nope. So book with many words, may I call you Chao?

 Book: Are you misspelling the Italian word for 'goodbye'?

Space Rep: No. She's spelling Chaos, but if she types more than four letters she misspells.

Book: That's the most idiotic thing I've ever heard.

Space Rep: Well, it is what it is. So what's it going to be? Chao, Semp, Brin, or Orig?

Book (sighs): How about Brin, that’s a nice name. 

Liza: Finally, I feared all we were going to do is argue over your name, and I've got some serious questions for you to answer.

Brin: Such as?

Liza: Based on the information I received from a reliable source, you allowed your main character, an immortal, to get captured, held in isolation and not fed for an entire year.

Brin: Well, I would hardly say I allowed him to...

Liza: You are the book, which makes you responsible for all the characters within. And yet you did nothing while this poor immortal was stripped of everything but his honor.

Brin: Not true. I introduced a human into my pages, named Six. He took care of Pietas.

Liza: Took CARE of him? Shouldn't that include...I don't know...feeding Pie?

Brin: He had nothing to do with starving Pietas. Yes, he was the one who originally captured Pietas, but he was also the one who helped keep the immortal sane while imprisoned. 

Liza: Well, excuse me if I don't let him babysit my box of kittens.

Brin: I have no idea what that means.

Liza: You don't have kittens on your planet?

Brin: No...

Liza: Well, that explains a great deal. So what happens to poor Pie?

Brin: Pietas and the human are dumped on an alien planet--

Liza: Does it have kittens?

Brin: No, I don't believe so. 

Liza (huffs): So what's the game plan?

Brin: Pietas knows there are other exiled immortals and with the help of Six, he's determined to find them.

Liza: So Pie and Six are best of friends now, searching for other immortals?

Brin: (grimaces): I would not say the best of friends. Pietas has been killing humans most of his very long life, but he does allow Six to restore him to full strength and accompany him.

Liza: Wow! That's really considerate of him. Man do these two need a kitten!

Brin: Overtime Pietas does begins to wonder if he has found his first human friend in Six.

Liza: What other explanation could there be for Six restoring Pie's health?

Brin: Well, he could have restored Pietas so the immortal would keep others immortals from killing him. 

Liza (thumps head on top of book)

Brin: It's a reasonable concern. This friendship could be the beginning of peace between their people, or one more backstab in an endless line of betrayals. As his trust grows, so does the depth of detail Pietas reveals. This human will either be his closest living friend or the one whose betrayal will trigger all-out vengeance by the most powerful immortal ever born.

Liza: Let me help these two out. These are kittens. Pass them out to all your characters!

Brin: Thank you...I guess.

Liza: Now may I peek beneath your covers?

Brin: Why?

Liza: Because it sounds like a very good Warrior bromance if we just add a few kittens and soften them up.

Brin: If you bring kittens into my story, I am not responsible for whatever happens to them.

Liza: What do you think will happen to them?

Brin: They'll probably be eaten...I did mention Pietas hasn't had food for a year, right?

Liza: Space Rep! Grab the kittens!

Space Rep: I told you it was a bad idea.

Liza: Just take them and go. Now, Brin, open up your cover. My readers and I want a peek!

EXCERPT

In this scene, Pietas is waiting in an airless room for humans to enter. They think they will pick up his lifeless body and put him in a stasis pod, but the immortal can hold his breath ten times longer than a human. When the soldiers enter, Pietas realizes they are from Ghost Division, a group of reanimated special ops warriors.

The stasis pod Pietas hid behind rested on the floor, and came up to mid-thigh. It hid him but allowed no view of the door. A sudden change of light told him soldiers had entered. Grunts, they wore beams on their chests to light their way. The idiots had left them on, which let him calculate the level of brightness. At least six.

That was all he warranted? He hardly knew whether to be amused or insulted.

He waited for a stirring of emotion but felt none. Smart. They'd sent either androids or ghosts with those new anti-emo chips. The latter would be fun to fight. When he killed them, would they experience a human death, or did they have to be terminated like an Ultra? How well did the chips work?

He'd find out in a minute.

A tiny trickle of fear leaked. That meant three things.

One: ghosts. Two: anti-emo chips? Worthless. Three: even the dead feared him.

More fear leaked, and then frustration. The ghosts were fighting the effect of the chip. They were afraid of being afraid. Typical. Humans underestimated the power of death. They thought dying and coming back to life meant you'd overcome the fear of dying. He had died thousands of times, yet he still avoided it. Their anti-emo chips had given them no edge whatsoever.

Excellent. He could use that.

Another hint of fear surfaced. It zinged over Pietas's skin like a cool breeze, good as a waft of air. How interesting! Emotion from the reanimated energized more than emotion from the living. He drew the aetheric fear into himself, gathering strength.

The silence meant no air had entered the room. He'd miss his favorite sound: bones breaking in his enemies.

Space Rep: Wow! This book sounds really good. I'm going to find the links to buy it. Found them!

Buy Bringer of Chaos

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Kayelle Allen celebrates 3 Novels Oct 11-24

At the Mercy of Her Pleasure by Kayelle Allen

Antonello Brothers Series (Book 1)

Prequel to For Women Only (Antonello Brothers series)

Publication Date: August 2, 2015

Reprint – previously published under the same title

Genre: Sci-fi Romance

Heat level: Mainstream (PG13)

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Summary

He’s a thief. She’s a soldier. Do opposites attract? Oh, mercy!

Professional thief Senth Antonello is hired to retrieve a stolen prototype for which the imperial armada has already killed twice. When Senth’s brother is kidnapped to ensure the device is surrendered, Senth must rescue his brother, outsmart the armada, and keep the item out of imperial hands. All doable, except for one small problem. Senth must accomplish it in the company of a genetically altered woman whose pheromones could enhance the mission or crumble it into dust with a single siren kiss.

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Excerpt

This scene is from the opening part of the book.

Deep in the shadows outside a ruined warehouse, Senth Antonello shoved back the hood of his sensor-blocking cloak and fanned himself. The Thieves' Guild tech let him hide from copbot scans, but it didn't cool him. Sweat beaded on his skin. Using his fangs, he unfastened first one glove, then the other, and peeled them off. He tucked them into one of dozens of hidden pockets in the cloak, and wiped his face.

The faint sound of gang chant carried in the chilled night air. Gangs in the Crooktown District hunted mixed breeds like him. At first glance, Senth appeared human, but with his catlike eyes and fangs, no one could miss his Kin nature. In moonlight, his eyes would glow.

The chant grew louder, along with the sound of breaking glass. The deeper darkness that followed meant two things: another streetlight had met its end, and that gang was closer than Senth had thought.

"You come down here, I skin you." Senth flattened himself against the brick wall. "I skin you, the Grand Master skins me. Let's do each other a favor, huh, boys?”

Worse, the Grand Master would inform Senth's Sen'dai. His guild master. The crime lord all the other crime lords feared. The Man. The Harbinger. Luc Saint-Cyr.

The Guild didn't accept non-humans, unless they were enslaved to a human member. No one could rise past level ten, unless related to a human member. Guild-arranged marriages and adoptions happened regularly. To keep the Guild happy, Saint-Cyr was Senth's lord and master and his adoptive father.

No way Senth wanted the Man angry with him. The last time, he'd almost…

Senth shook off the thought, drew his hood forward again, and edged around the corner into a darker alley. "Ffffftt!" The Kin cuss word hissed past his fangs. Where was Khyff? He had to be close. Senth had looked for hours. His HalfKin sense of smell caught a faint whiff of male, mixed with... He took another sniff. Someone--or something—else.

Pressed against the wall, Senth slipped around a corner, and hunkered down. He melted into the concealing darkness behind a barrel, and narrowed night-sensitive eyes.

His human half-brother leaned against the opposite wall of the trash-strewn alley. Khyffen Antonello's blond hair shone in the muted light. A female pinned him, arms around his neck. She tore open Khyff's shirt and ran her hands over his chest.

Senth folded himself into the tight space behind the barrel and settled in to wait. Protection of his brother went before any assignment. Family came first. At least tonight.

Senth's mother had died after birthing him. Khyff, who'd been three, had been told Senth was dead, and Khyff had been sold into slavery. Neither of them knew the other lived until a month ago. Neither had a clue about their biological fathers. Until Khyff found him, Senth's "family" consisted of the Man.

Pulling out a square of paper, Senth angled it to catch the dim light and read the words he'd copied from Saint-Cyr's note once more. You and Khyffen meet me at The Ghost. I have a job for you. Do it and I'll buy and free your brother, but it's going to cost you.

Of course it would. The Man didn't do anything for free. But if it got Khyff out of that hellhole, Senth would do it. He tucked away the note, and slipped on his gloves.

Senth's master had raised him to believe that no one should have to sell his body to survive. Saint-Cyr owned one slave, Senth, and only so he could rise within the Guild.

Senth and Saint-Cyr might not agree on much, but they both believed Khyff needed his freedom. But with Khyff's record, freeing him wouldn't be cheap, and it wouldn't be easy.

……….

For Women Only by Kayelle Allen

Antonello Brothers Series (Book 2)

Sequel To: At the Mercy of Her Pleasure

Publication Date: August 2, 2015

Reprint – previously published under the same title

Genre: Sci-fi Romance

Heat level: Mainstream 

Available From: Amazon I ARe I B&N I Coffee Time Romance I CreateSpace I iTunes I Inktera I Kobo I Scribd I Smashwords

Summary

His secret truth is her people’s darkest lie.

When Kin Ambassador Mehfawni visits the capitol planet of the Tarthian Empire, she meets the human Khyff, a security expert with the company For Women Only. Fawni expects a fling, but finds love. Upon discovering her own people devastated his family, she longs to restore all he lost, but some tragedies can never be reversed. Her family demands she cast out the human, for if she keeps Khyff, she must deny her heritage and abdicate her future rule. When Fawni searches for an alternative, she stumbles upon Khyff’s darkest secret, a cover-up that if exposed, will betray her world to its enemies, and bare her family to open shame. But how can she let him suffer in the darkness that binds his heart?

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Excerpt

This scene is between Khyff and his brother Senth, and Senth's fiancé NarrAy. They are discussing a Kin female. Kin are feline humanoids, and Senth is a mix of Kin and human. It begins with Senth speaking.

"Khyff, I think she had a thing for you, Bro.”

Khyff snorted. "Like I'd ever want a mangy Kin.”

"Mangy?" Senth's brows lowered. "Did you forget who you're talking to?”

NarrAy moved out from between them and around to the other end of the island.

"We've been over this, Sen." Khyff heard the impatient ring in his own voice and tried to curb it, without success. Fatigue clawed at his reserves of energy. "You look almost human. Why do you want to be accepted by those animals, anyway?”

"Kin aren't animals, Khyff. We've been over that, too.”

"Yes, they are." He fought the rage threatening to strangle his thoughts. "They tried to kill you the minute you were born. They didn't want you. They hated you on sight.”

"You mean you hated me, Khyff. You didn't want me." Senth stood, shoving the stool out of the way. "If it weren't for me being a half-breed, your mother might still be alive.”

"Our mother." He leaped to his feet. "She cried over you for days when the Kin stole you from her. Nothing I said or did made any difference." Khyff braced both hands on the counter. "I was a child, Sen. I couldn't help her, but I didn't know that then. I thought it was my fault. All I knew was because of you, they threw us out, and Mama wouldn't stop crying. She abandoned me because of you.”

NarrAy gasped and covered her mouth, eyes welling with tears. "Oh, Khyff. I'm so sorry you were hurt like that.”

All the strength drained out of him, taking the anger with it. He sat.

Senth slid a hand across the table and touched the tips of his fingers to Khyff's. With a male economy of words, that expressed enough. Both forgave.

NarrAy sidestepped around the counter and lifted her arms to Khyff for a hug.

He enfolded her in a warm, safe embrace, arms wrapped all the way around her tiny frame. He drew her between his knees and pressed his face against her neck.

Two years before, she'd rescued him after a savage attack that had landed him in the hospital. Since then, he'd allowed no one but her to touch him. Senth got a rare handshake.

He relished the pressure of her gentle arms around him, the rapture of her skin against his. Khyff risked chemical dependence, holding her. Even with short exposure, the touch of a Better addicted. She'd accidentally addicted him once, and he'd suffered while weaning himself. His brother could never leave this woman. Never love another. Senth was hers.

By new laws passed recently, NarrAy must cover her entire body in public. Khyff shouldn't risk addiction again. Shouldn't let her touch him. Shouldn't... He hugged her closer.

Her touch soothed, tranquilized. How anyone could expect a woman as loving as NarrAy to hide from the world? She wasn't dangerous. Already, the darkness of Khyff's soul was lifting, evaporating. Fading. How could he have forgotten how wonderful she smelled? How sweet she was? How comforting it was to be held?

The teapot whistled.

"I'll get it, Khyff." NarrAy stepped back.

The absence of her touch left Khyff bereft. Dropped him back into his darkness. He turned away. Careful not to let Senth see it, Khyff clutched one hand over his heart.

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Bro by Kayelle Allen

The story behind The Antonello Brothers

Genre: Sci-Fi Romance - Sweet; but with a kick!

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Available From: kayelleallen.com

Senth and Khyff, the Antonello Brothers from At the Mercy of Her Pleasure and For Women Only, did not grow up together. They were separated at Senth’s birth. Bro shows how and why, and what event reunited them. 

Funny and yet touching, Bro takes you inside the Tarthian Empire and introduces you to three of its major denizens: Senth, Khyff, and Luc Saint-Cyr. You’ll find them in many stories in the Empire.

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Author Bio:

Kayelle Allen is a best selling, multipublished, EPIC Award winning Science Fiction Romance author. She is known for unstoppable heroes, uncompromising love, and unforgettable passion. In 2011, she founded The Author's Secret, an author support company specializing in eBook conversion services and graphic design. In 2006, Kayelle created Marketing for Romance Writers, a self-help mentoring group which helps members of the literary community to learn effective marketing skills by working in a co-op for promotion. She teaches workshops and is a guest on numerous online conferences. She holds an honorary lifetime membership to Outlantacon, a scifi convention for the gay geek. Her blog, Romance Lives Forever, hosts authors, models, and filmmakers, and boasts its own hashtag and daily newsletter on Twitter.

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Liza Interviews the book Trailing Kaiwulf by Kayelle Allen

Welcome space geeks. Today, we are interviewing the book, Trailing Kaiwulf, written by Kayelle Allen. It's coming out on Feb 7th.

Space Rep: Cool. What are you going to call it?

Liza: You'll find out when you get your tea out of my transporter and bring it over.

Space Rep: Ha! At least you got the name right today. You've called it a Transponder several times.

Liza: Given all the tea you've spilt inside in it, I should call it a Transoceanic nightmare. In case you haven't realized it, books do not like to be around water.

Space Rep: I don't spill my tea on purpose! And I had no choice but to give the machine a dual purpose. You wouldn't let me buy a microwave.

Liza: Well, set its main purpose and let's get this book over here. It sounds really good.

Space Rep: Got it. Uh oh...

Liza: What now?

Space Rep: It shrunk.

Liza: Kai...may I call you Kai. I am so sorry you were shrunk.

Kai: Whoa! Why is a human talking at me?

Space Rep: She's special. *rolls eyes* 

Kai: Special how?

Liza: I can hear and be heard by books, even ones that Space Rep accidentally shrinks. I plan to interview you.

Kai: Wow, I've never been interviewed before.

Space Rep: Word of advice-- don't ask her questions that she doesn't know the answer to. It riles her up.

Kai: Thanks for the warning. How is she with check offs?

Liza: I'm right here, talk to me. And check offs are different, so I like the sound of them.

Kai: All right then:

Travel to a godforsaken planet on the outskirts of space.

Hold intrusive military types at bay.

Find an invisible man in a different dimension. 

Finish out the vacation that TRAIL yanked you back from to do it--

Easier Said Than Done.

Liza: Well, this does sound interesting! Tell me more.

Kai: Yanked back from their first vacation in ages, Jee and Dane get handed a top priority mission.

Liza: Hold on space cowboy. Tell me something about these two.

Kai: They are members of the Trace, Rescue, and Identification League. 

Liza: That's impressive. Tell me more a bit more about TRAIL.

Kai: Their detractors say it stands for Thieves, Ruffians, Assholes, Idiots, and Liars, among other things. A TRAIL agent learns early whether to pucker up or duck.

Liza: I've not heard of them before. Where do they do all this puckering and ducking?

Kai: The agency operates with the Terran Crescent and the Colonies of Man, but has been known to venture into outlying areas. On my pages, they visit the planet Ust, a forgotten backwater planet close to the remnants of the Barrier.

Liza: And what is the Barrier?

Kai: The Barrier is a crumbling network of nav-scramblers set adrift in space. It was originally designed to keep humans on this side of the galaxy and non-humans "gens" on the other. 

Space Rep: This sounds super cool! Can we buy the whole set of books?

Liza: Not until the interview is over. Continue with your story Kai.

Kai: The pay for this mission is better than any they've earned before. In fact, with this much money, they might not need to do anymore jobs. 

Liza: Hold on. If they are good at their jobs, they'd miss them if they quit. Jobs give you a purpose in life.

Kat: They are the best there is, so you might be right. There isn't an item, person, or secret these two can't recover.

Liza: Then they should keep at it.

Kai: Still...locating this quarry might be a bit past even their considerable skills. 

Liza: Hold on. You just told me they could find anything.

Kai: But, how do you find an invisible man in another dimension? 

Space Rep: Duck! You just asked a question.

Liza: No. This was a fair questions. Finding an invisible man would be hard enough, but if he's hiding in a another dimension, that makes him doubly invisible. I'd say they have a huge challenge before them and will earn their astronomical pay if they can find him.

Kai: True, but I'm worried about who is footing a bill this steep? Certainly not the archaeologist in charge. The military wants to get involved, but they have no monetary stake either. So who -- or what -- is behind the request to trail Kaiwulf?

Space Rep: Why are you letting Kai asks questions? You hate questions.

Liza: Because he's not asking me to answer them. He's just stating his worries aloud, and frankly I think he has good reason to be worried.

Kai: I fear so. 

Liza: Might I peek beneath your covers for a read?

Kai: Yes, of course. But be careful.

EXCERPT

New Braeswyck, Colonies of Man

TRAIL Field Office

January 24, 15128 AD (151.28.24 New Terran Date [NTD])

The com unit in Jeff Thompson's office crackled to life. "Security here. Jee arrived, boss, and you were" -- The sound of splintering wood followed --"right. Oh, man! There goes another door. What'd you do to her this time?"

Thompson disconnected. He activated the monitors on his wall and stood. TRAIL Agent Jee Tonopah might be the shortest agent in the company, but she had enough temper for half a dozen.

Jee and her partner, Dane Raphyel, had passed through every scanner in the building to get this far into the enclave, yet right there in plain sight on both their hips sat weapons. Fat lot of good TRAIL's security did. The guards outside his office backed away from the pair without a challenge.

"What am I paying you clowns for? At least slow them down. Cool her off!"

But no, the outer door to his assistant's office banged open and thumps sounded on the floor. The lamp on Thompson's desk shook as if Jee had an elephant with her. Dane dwarfed his partner.

"Computer, unlock entry door." Jee would kick it in if he kept it sealed. Last time it had taken months to ship in replacement parts.

The BioMate embedded in Thompson's arm flashed a warning about heart rate, so he tightened his grip on the stress-soother stone in his hand. All it did was bruise his palm. He flung the rock aside.

The TRAIL agents blew into his office like twin whirlwinds.

Thompson forced himself not to back away.

"How dare you!" Jee dumped a tattered knapsack onto the floor. She kicked the visitor's chair out of her way, then slammed her hands onto the desk and glared at him like a dragon ready to flame him into a puddle of blackened flesh.

Dane folded his arms and leaned against the door, blocking any escape it might offer.

Thompson eased around the desk to survey the damage. "Fight fire with fire," his therapist had told him. Time to put it to the test. He pointed at the splintered chair. "I paid six thousand sig-creds for that. It's eleventh kilo-century Terran."

Jee snorted. "If you paid that much for a four hundred year-old chair you got taken, Thompson. Beats me why you'd admit to being so stupid."

Thompson dug his fingernails into his palms. A month of stress therapy trashed after one minute with this woman. It's only money. He sucked in a deep breath, held it for a count of three and exhaled. "No matter. My assistant found a craftsman to repair that rare Fellsian vase you smashed six months ago. Maybe this can be fixed, too."

Jee flung dark curls out of her eyes. "Do you have any idea how long it took to get reservations on a first class sleepliner to Earth? How dare you call me back here? TRAIL doesn't own me, Jeff Thompson."

"Now, Jee, I--

"I'd be half way there if it wasn't for you. How dare you cancel my leave? Who do you think you are?"

"Watch this holovid before you give me a definite no." Thompson initiated a life-sized holographic image of a youth.

"I'm not watching a thing. I..." Jee's voice faded as the holovid activated. "Whoa." She made a sensual growl, low in her throat. "Who is that?"

"Kaiwulf. Down, girl." He shot a knowing glance at Dane. "Excellent picture, isn't it? We don't get this quality too often."

Liza: Let's admire the picture of Kaiwulf again, shall we? He does look worth finding.

Space Rep: I can't find any buy link!

Liza: That's because it's not Feb 7 yet. You have to wait a few days. 

Kai: That is true, Space Rep.

Liza: Perhaps you can tell us about your author.

Kai: I would love too. Kayelle Allen is a multi-published, award-winning Science Fiction Romance author. Her unstoppable heroes and heroines include contemporary characters, role-playing immortal gamers, and warriors who purr.

Space Rep: I found legal stalking sites for her:

Homeworld http://kayelleallen.com
Unstoppable Heroes Blog http://kayelleallen.com/blog
Twitter http://twitter.com/kayelleallen
Facebook http://facebook.com/kayelleallen.author
Pinterest http://pinterest.com/kayelleallen/
Romance Lives Forever Newsletter http://eepurl.com/G3YND

Liza: Great interview Kai.

Kai: Thank you. I enjoyed it as well.

Liza: Glad to hear it because we'll be keeping you until the day of your release.

Kai: But Kayelle has much to do and I want to support her.

Liza: Sorry, when Kayelle discovers Space Rep shrunk you, she'll probably send a TRAIL squad after me. I need to find another dimension to hid in myself... and invent an invisibility suit. Why don't you and Space Rep work on the latter, while I search for a new dimension.