The Forgotten Commander

The Lost Planet Series, Book One by K Webster & Nicole Blanchard Publication Date: February 13, 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sci-Fi, Romance

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Our planet, Mortuus, is lost and dying. A desolate place where a few lone survivors dwell. My men have lost hope. Our future is bleak. Longevity is a luxury we can’t afford. The most we can hope for is survival. We’ve all but given up when an opportunity presents itself. Five females—a chance at a future. Procuring these women went against everything I’d been taught, but desperate times call for desperate measures. They’re ours now. Asleep and made ready for breeding. We won’t die out—lost and forgotten. It’s our destiny to grow and once again inhabit our lonely planet. I am Breccan Aloisius, the forgotten commander. My people will have the future they deserve. I’ll make sure of it. My mind is made up…until she wakes and nothing goes as planned.

Excerpt:

“It’s in your best interest to comply,” I say calmly.

Her nostrils flare and her eyes become watery. “I don’t want to go back to sleep.” She bites down on one of her swollen pink lips. “If you don’t plan on letting me go home, can’t you just let me hang out with you?”

I blink at her, confused by her words, momentarily stunned by her vulnerability. After a second, I shake my nog to clear it. “No.”

She holds out both of her tiny palms as if she has the power to stop my massive frame. Small and delicate. Shaky. A bluish tint shades her slender fingers. Her teeth begin to clack together and I cock my nog to the side, curious at the sounds she’s making. When the sounds become louder, I worry she’s about to strike.

I straighten my spine, letting my sub-bones crack and pop as I rise to my full height. My ears flatten against my nog and I bare my double fangs at her. Whatever battle move she’s about to unleash, I’ll be ready. I’ve taken on sabrevipes with my bare hands. I can take down this miniature alien.

But instead of attacking me, she cowers, a terrified sob escaping her.

I frown at her, breaking my battle stance. “I can see you’re afraid,” I start, choosing my words carefully. She reminds me of so many of our people…from before. When they were all screaming and begging for their lives as The Rades wiped them out one by one. I squeeze my eyes shut, overwhelmed by the reminder.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

I blink my eyes open just in time to see her attempting to dart past me, her bare feet slapping the tile.

Lightning quick, I strike out and tangle my fist in her hair before she can get too far. A bone-rattling scream rips from her tiny body. She wiggles and squirms. Her claws, softer and more brittle than mine, rake across my cheek as she tries to free herself. She doesn’t break the surface but the sting remains. I grab her by her tiny arms and push her against the nearest door. Draven’s wild eyes watch the show from beyond the glass. When I glower at him, he disappears from my sight.

“Halt,” I order, my chest heaving from exertion.

Her throat bobs as she swallows. “Just kill me,” she says, her voice wobbling. “I’d rather be dead than be trapped in some coffin.”

I cock my nog to the side and study her lips. Once, Jareth ate a new species of flatshrooms Galen discovered and had a violent reaction. His lips swelled up like this untamed one’s. But his were never so intriguing. We jested at his expense until Avrell administered a treatment to heal him.

But these lips?

These are a visual snare, and I am caught.

She licks them.

Heat, fast like the flash of a magnastrike in a geostorm, strikes my lower belly. Like ultraviolet poisoning entering my bloodstream when I’ve spent one too many solars stealing extra seconds in the sun, it awakens my nerves as it travels to my cock. So many times I’ve stroked myself to release just to find a tiny inkling of pleasure in my bleak world. So many times.

And now, dark, forbidden thoughts of pleasuring myself in other ways begin to take root inside my mind.

As if sensing my physiological reaction to her, Aria licks her lips again. Her lids grow heavy and she gives me a sweet smile. A smile I want to taste.

A low rumbling builds in my throat.

Possessive and animalistic.

Mine.

The Vanished Specialist

The Lost Planet Series, Book Two by K Webster & Nicole Blanchard Publication Date: April 3, 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sci-Fi, Romance

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Continue the out-of-this-world Lost Planet Series with Calix’s story.

About K. Webster

K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers. Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

About Nicole Blanchard

Nicole Blanchard is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of gritty romantic suspense and heartwarming new adult romance. She and her family reside in the south along with their two spunky Boston Terriers and one chatty cat.