(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.
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?
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. The man to her right chuckled. He had a cool-looking cyberpunk
mechanical angel tattooed on his forearm. It was almost silver in coloration,
and she’d never seen anything like it. When the light hit it at just the right
angle, it almost appeared to move across his skin.
Author Bio:
Charity Parkerson is an
award winning and multi-published
author with Ellora's Cave Publishing 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 Reviewers' Favorite Award winner
*2013 Readers' Favorite Award winner
*ARRA Finalist for Favorite Paranormal Romance
*Five-time winner of The Mistress of the
Darkpath
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