This is a Happily Ever After, Galactic Cyborg Heat Series, Hot Sci Fi Romantic Fiction Novel. This tantalizing story of passions and desires unexpectedly brings together a Cyborg and a human female in a way they never thought possible.
This is a standalone novel but can and is more complete by reading the series in order starting with Book 1 Rage. But not doing so, will not spoil your enjoyment
Filled with hot sex, dominant men and sexy female. Gritty, confrontational, steam will be coming out of your ears. If you’re looking for something to get those juices flowing, you found it. Written in British English with Americanisms and slang of both languages.
*****
Christmas. A human festive holiday. It held no real meaning here other than a celebration and exchange of gifts.
But back on Old Earth it had.
A revival of the old faiths with the Earth dying gave solace to so many. What had once been a Christian faith diminishing, had been thriving by the time they left. Many joining the Colonisation Program owned by Earth Corp.
Not interested in faith, Earth Corp didn't care what you believed in. If you met the criteria, and or had the credits to pay for a seat, were aged 18 - 30, fertile, with no partner, happy to bring new life to a new world, deliver 100 years of mining rights to Earth Corp selling their children and grandchildren into slavery for those precious minerals that Earth Corp wanted, you could go.
That's how desperate thousands were.
And 400 years later, the contract to Earth Corp long gone here they were, celebrating a Christian event. Not that everyone was Christian in faith but they celebrated the event anyway. Besides, there was no room on colonisation ships for a leader of faith. They didn’t mine.
This new world evolving with time, growing with each new generation. Dealing with the challenges, the humans living, dying and new life beginning. The circle of life. He'd seen it all. He and his men had been on this world from the beginning. Sent to ensure the colony survived to produce their 100 years of minerals, after that, Earth Corp would withdraw their support leaving the colony to survive. Agreeing 5 resupplies Earth Corp only came 4. No one knew why. With no long-range communications they had no way of finding out. On the 5th resupply the Cyborgs should have been returned but that didn't happen. And here they still were.
Still training, still guarding, still patrolling.
No longer held to the programming since Earth Corp failed to retrieve them they evolved too. Thinking for themselves, making decisions in a military way. Their training still with them. It was, all they had left. As their leader, he worked with one human leader after another as their time came and went. Accepting the new leader as part of their council.
The years drifting only broken by such human festivals and events. They remained part of the community but in the shadows. Watching and waiting to see if they'd ever be needed again. Taking the role of emergency responders they had attended many incidents over the hundreds of years helping to keep the humans safe.
A multi vehicle wreak with 8 dead, a mother about to give birth, dying she called to him. Clinging to his hand. Begging him to take her child and save it. She had no family. The female passing, his optic showed a sense of great loss. Not sure why. Feeling her swollen stomach he found the child still living. But not for long still dependent on the mother. His optic now showed a desperate need to save the child.
Carefully cutting the child free he held new life in his hands. An overwhelming sense of possessiveness reached passed his emotional blocks. Cradling the child in his arms he breathed her in. His beast waking from the dormancy of not being needed in this calm world.
His roar after so long shocking him coming alive once more filling his mind. Calling out one word. 'MINE!
Genre: Paranormal Romance
This is a standalone novel but can and is more complete by reading the series in order starting with Book 1 Rage. But not doing so, will not spoil your enjoyment
Filled with hot sex, dominant men and sexy female. Gritty, confrontational, steam will be coming out of your ears. If you’re looking for something to get those juices flowing, you found it. Written in British English with Americanisms and slang of both languages.
*****
Christmas. A human festive holiday. It held no real meaning here other than a celebration and exchange of gifts.
But back on Old Earth it had.
A revival of the old faiths with the Earth dying gave solace to so many. What had once been a Christian faith diminishing, had been thriving by the time they left. Many joining the Colonisation Program owned by Earth Corp.
Not interested in faith, Earth Corp didn't care what you believed in. If you met the criteria, and or had the credits to pay for a seat, were aged 18 - 30, fertile, with no partner, happy to bring new life to a new world, deliver 100 years of mining rights to Earth Corp selling their children and grandchildren into slavery for those precious minerals that Earth Corp wanted, you could go.
That's how desperate thousands were.
And 400 years later, the contract to Earth Corp long gone here they were, celebrating a Christian event. Not that everyone was Christian in faith but they celebrated the event anyway. Besides, there was no room on colonisation ships for a leader of faith. They didn’t mine.
This new world evolving with time, growing with each new generation. Dealing with the challenges, the humans living, dying and new life beginning. The circle of life. He'd seen it all. He and his men had been on this world from the beginning. Sent to ensure the colony survived to produce their 100 years of minerals, after that, Earth Corp would withdraw their support leaving the colony to survive. Agreeing 5 resupplies Earth Corp only came 4. No one knew why. With no long-range communications they had no way of finding out. On the 5th resupply the Cyborgs should have been returned but that didn't happen. And here they still were.
Still training, still guarding, still patrolling.
No longer held to the programming since Earth Corp failed to retrieve them they evolved too. Thinking for themselves, making decisions in a military way. Their training still with them. It was, all they had left. As their leader, he worked with one human leader after another as their time came and went. Accepting the new leader as part of their council.
The years drifting only broken by such human festivals and events. They remained part of the community but in the shadows. Watching and waiting to see if they'd ever be needed again. Taking the role of emergency responders they had attended many incidents over the hundreds of years helping to keep the humans safe.
A multi vehicle wreak with 8 dead, a mother about to give birth, dying she called to him. Clinging to his hand. Begging him to take her child and save it. She had no family. The female passing, his optic showed a sense of great loss. Not sure why. Feeling her swollen stomach he found the child still living. But not for long still dependent on the mother. His optic now showed a desperate need to save the child.
Carefully cutting the child free he held new life in his hands. An overwhelming sense of possessiveness reached passed his emotional blocks. Cradling the child in his arms he breathed her in. His beast waking from the dormancy of not being needed in this calm world.
His roar after so long shocking him coming alive once more filling his mind. Calling out one word. 'MINE!
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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