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Now let's take a look at Shona Husk's Desire to Fall....
Science Fiction Romance
Loose Id Publishing
BLURB:
Kya Hawl is an architect on the Precinct One
redevelopment, a prestigious and contentious project in the city-state of
Velli. While she is happy with her part-time female lover, Judge Elmi Chadee,
she wants more. She wants a family and children, for that she needs two men
willing to put their life on the line to breed.
Tref
Xant and his partner Dru Macon seem like the right guys; however, Tref has
secrets and Dru is about to deploy to Precinct One, one of the roughest
precincts in Velli. The redevelopment can’t come soon enough. Tref would like
to see the placed burned to the ground. But even that wouldn’t be able to erase
his memories of growing up there.
With
Dru away Tref finds himself falling for Kya. Jealousy sparks between the men. A
triad can never form as Dru wants Elmi and she has sworn off unions after her
sister ran away to join the Terrin Sect.
As
riots erupt and the redevelopment is threatened Dru realizes he has to fight
for what he wants--something Tref learned long time ago. A four-way
union--while unusual--would work. But will the women agree when they learn of
Tref’s past?
Teaser Excerpt:
People
stood to go, and he started packing up. A flutter of wings caught his eye, and
he lifted his head from his handheld prismi-screen. Kya was preparing to leave.
Could he walk over without it being obvious? What exactly was he trying to
achieve? He watched as her wings partially opened, and she stretched after
being forced to sit and watch a talk on electrics and security grids. Dull for
most people. Fascinating for him. Almost as fascinating as functioning wings.
For
a heartbeat he was transfixed by Kya. Her golden skin was almost translucent
between the bones of her wings. So fragile, yet able to soar. He curled his
fingers. He’d love to run his fingertips over those fine bones. Kiss where her
wings joined her back. He and Dru hadn’t shared a woman in a while. She was
definitely Dru’s type. Lithe with full lips that were always turned up at the
corners.
Longing
surged, but he tamped it down. Dru might get the wrong idea and think he’d
changed his mind.
Kya
headed toward the door. She spoke to another person and smiled. Would she smile
at him? Why did he care? He should just let her leave. He could, but he knew
he’d end up telling Dru about her and then trying to explain why he hadn’t
acted on the attraction and at least said hello. There was only one reason, and
it always caused an argument. Children were the one sticking point between him
and Dru—Dru wanted a family, a triad. Tref didn’t want that responsibility.
He’d seen how hard it was to keep a family together. He was holding Dru back.
Tref resisted the urge to touch his wedding ring. Dru had married him for a
reason.
Fuck
it. She won’t bite—yet.
Tref
strode over to Kya. He could call it professional courtesy. Casual interest.
Even if it was attraction, it didn’t mean anything, and it didn’t mean he had
to say anything beyond hello.
Kya’s
head turned as he approached, and she stopped walking, as if she was waiting
for him. Her gaze raked over him, too slowly for it to be anything but an
appraisal. The heat in her eyes almost made him take a step back. He could hear
the warning in his heartbeat that he was going to get burned by this one, but
he still extended his hand in greeting.
The
backs of their hands touched, and it was enough to send a jolt through his
nerves that sizzled. He hadn’t felt attraction this strong since he’d met Dru,
all dark eyes and muscle wrapped in a cop’s uniform. That had been five years
ago, and he’d never expected to feel it again.
“Glad
to finally put a face to the name, Kya.”
“You
too.” She smiled, her blue eyes as dark as midnight . Her gaze
flicked from his face to the ring in his ear.
In
that fraction of a heartbeat, he didn’t want her to think he was unavailable.
He wanted her to know he was interested in getting to know more about her and
introducing her to Dru. That would be fun. Unless she wasn’t into the
straight-up, honest-to-the-button-type guy. That wasn’t Tref’s type either, but
Dru was something else.
“I’m
glad you stood up to the Razor.”
Tref
forced a smile at the manager’s nickname. It wasn’t quite as funny after
growing up in Industrial 13. “I knew it would be coming, but it’s better to ask
for everything first and then offer a cut.” He paused. She had no rings in her
ears. What sect was she? Famili or Poli? He wasn’t sure what to say next, yet
he wasn’t ready for the conversation to be over, so he kept it neutral and
safe. “You work in this building?”
She
nodded. “Yeah, up two levels.”
Of
course she was up a couple of levels. He could picture her flying onto the top
of the building and walking down the stairs to her office while he climbed up
the stairs to his. He swallowed. The room was now empty except for them. He had
to do something or say good-bye and try again another time, but that wasn’t who
he was. He usually grasped every chance that came his way. “If you ever want to
get drinks after work, there’s a nice bar in Tower A.”
Dru
would be so impressed that he’d managed to make that suggestion.
Kya
tilted her head. “You don’t like the Yellow Hop?”
Three
floors down, it was popular with the office staff. However, he’d much rather
catch a gondola across to Tower A and have a bit more privacy. Besides, from
Tower A it was another short ride to his apartment. “Too many people from
work.”
“I’ll
keep that in mind.” She gave him another smile, her gaze lingering on him. “See
you soon, Tref.”
He
watched her walk away, her wings semispreading before closing as if she really
wanted to shake them out. He wanted to see them extended, arching over his
lover. The thought hardened his cock instantly. If they met for drinks, he’d be
able to find out a bit more about her. And her about him. That thought was
enough to kill the heat in his blood. He didn’t like anyone knowing too much
about him. They judged too quickly. Women knew he wasn’t mating material once
he mentioned growing up in Industrial 13, soon to be the cheap and trendy P1.
With
a grimace, he turned away and packed up. It would be better if she didn’t take
him up on the offer of after-work drinks.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Shona Husk lives in Western Australia Indian Ocean . Blessed with a lively imagination she spent most of
her childhood making up stories. As an adult she discovered romance novels and
hasn’t looked back.
With over forty published
stories, ranging from sensual to scorching, she writes contemporary,
paranormal, fantasy and sci-fi romance.
You can find out more at
www.shonahusk.com
www.twitter.com/ShonaHusk
www.facebook.com/shonahusk
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