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The scary alien hunter has his eyes on me. He’s got sharp fangs, massive claws, huge horns, and walks around in nothing more than a loincloth! Totally terrifying! So why is my body betraying me and reacting in ways it shouldn’t?
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The scary alien hunter has his eyes on me. He’s got sharp fangs, massive claws, huge horns, and walks around in nothing more than a loincloth! Totally terrifying! So why is my body betraying me and reacting in ways it shouldn’t?
With troublemakers inside the gates and deadly space bugs roaming outside, I soon realize Mal’k is the last person I should fear. Because in this crazy bugpocalypse, a hyper-protective Xarc’n warrior is the very thing I need.
500 – 800 WORD *BOOK* EXCERPT (*NOT* THE DESCRIPTION FROM AMAZON)
I arrived on the roof just in time to see a group of humans appear out of thin air. It took me a moment to realize they’d walked out of the cloaked radius surrounding Mal’k’s shuttle.
Crap! He was back already.
I considered running, but he didn’t step out with the rest of the foragers. Maybe he intended to stay on his ship. It did look like it was about to rain any time now.
The foragers looked exhausted from their trip, but their bags were full, so that was good. Despite their tiredness and the gray clouds overhead threatening us with rain, they stopped to answer my questions and give some suggestions on what we needed.
As I turned back toward the stairs, I bumped right into a wide purple chest. I looked up, up, up into bright yellow eyes.
Gulp.
“Hello, little female.” Mal’k grinned, and I shrank back at the row of sharp teeth lining his smile.
A chilly gust of wind blew across the roof as the first fat drops of rain fell on my forehead. I looked around the rooftop, but there was no one left. I took a step back, and Mal’k frowned.
“I will not harm you.”
He’d said those words to me so many times, and I knew they were true, but it didn’t stop my heart from pounding so hard against my chest that I swore I heard it. The only thing louder was the thunder that rumbled in the air. Or maybe the purring from the alien’s chest.
The sky opened up, and sheets of rain poured down from the heavens, taking me from dry to soaked in an instant.
Thick, brawny arms wrapped around me, and I found myself pressed against a heavily muscled, vibrating torso. I inhaled sharply. A few long strides later, he released me. I squeaked, suddenly off-balance, but instead of hitting the roof, I landed on something soft.
Sleek gray ceilings greeted me, and I hastily pushed myself up.
Holy crap! I wasn’t just inside his shuttle; I was on his bed!
