Blurb:
(Science Fiction, love story, apocalyptic, alpha males, strong females, Cyborgs, futuristic, F/M & M/M, sexy romance)
A world on edge...
The “Cyborg” team has kept one eye glued to the unrest inside the A.I. community for some time. Each member understands the ramifications of a revolt. If war is declared, they could find themselves on the opposite side of the law. One tiny detail changes Miles’ stance. Solving the case he’s worked since meeting Alexia could be the deciding factor. Left with no other choice, Miles orders his second in command to move to plan ‘B’—Dr. Kiston Beck.
A woman caught in the middle...
Kiston has stood with the Androids since her teenage years. Her inside knowledge of Cryo-Zone—an all-droid community—could mean the difference between a war lost or won. Convincing her to go against all she believes to be right is another matter.
Kiston has no idea what the Cybernetics Agency thinks she possesses. There hasn’t been a human alive who cared to hear her opinion in years. The one detail she’s absolutely sure about is that they sent the wrong team member if they hoped to seduce the information from her.
Cyborg Two is every woman’s dream. His wide shoulders, alpha ways and smoldering glances leave her breathless. Unfortunately, his biggest flaw is one too many for Kiston. He believes she’s crazy.
But is it too late?
After a botched kidnapping, a concussion and near-death experience, can Miles and his team still convince Kiston to join them, or will their brand of friendship end up destroying the world?
Excerpt:
The worst things always happened to Kiston when she was
minding her own damn business. She always steered clear of trouble and never
intentionally put herself in harm’s way. Nonetheless, it seemed she was always
dealing with some form of bullshit. Today was no exception. Clutching her purse
to her chest with her tightly bound hands while sandwiched between two burly,
combat-ready men, Kiston eyed the man sitting on the loveseat across from her
with malice. He ignored her obvious hatred. Fucker.
“I find her reactions odd.”
Kiston had been so intent on killing the man with her death
stare, when he spoke it caught her off guard. No one responded. He continued
without encouragement.
“Most women would be screaming and crying. She is merely
pissed.”
Great. She’d been
kidnapped by a fucking genius. Rolling her eyes, she switched her attention to
the door behind him, attempting to will someone to find her and ignoring the
man’s golden gaze. He wasn’t a droid. In fact, none of the three men in the
room moved like a machine, but their eyes glowed, proving they were all—at the
very least—sixty-percent computerized. Of course, that tidbit of knowledge
didn’t help explain why they’d stolen her from the street. On a normal day, she
was better liked by A.I.s than anyone. In the human world, she was considered
odd. It seemed today she was an oddity to both sides. Awesome.
“I’m tempted to remove the gag,” the guy to her left said,
drawing her attention. He was a blond giant who took up too much space. “It
might be fun to hear her describing all the ways she intends to disembowel you
… again.”
Inside
her head, an evil smile stretched across her face, and she was cackling with
maniacal laughter. Oh yeah. She’d earned her gag. Buy links:
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Author Bio:
Charity Parkerson is an award winning and multi-published author with Ellora's Cave Publishing, Midnight Books, and Punk & Sissy Publications. Born with no filter from her brain to her mouth, she decided to take this odd quirk and insert it in her characters.
*2013 Readers' Favorite Award Winner
*2013 Reviewers' Choice Award Winner
*ARRA Finalist for Favorite Paranormal Romance
*Five-time winner of The Mistress of the Darkpath
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