Okay, we weren’t really speaking of aliens but they’re often not far from my mind. I admit to watching the news attentively when they discuss UAPs (formerly known as an easier title of UFOs). Imagine, it wasn’t that long ago that no one mentioned UFOs for fear of being thought a looney tune. If a pilot reported seeing a UFO he might risk his career. Now, extraterrestrials are nearly an accepted conversation topic in polite society. Ancient Aliens is a hit TV show, and everyone recognizes the names Mulder and Scully.
Triple S Bride was my first foray into a sci-fi/space story and only my second dip into the ménage pool. It was fun! Sabina, a woman on the run, escapes from an abusive relationship by signing up to be an intergalactic bride. She thinks she’s going to marry Walt Sheridan on a far-off planet. Instead, with a dearth of women on C8282, she’s to serve as the bride to Walt and his two brothers. It’s only fair. At least from the men’s viewpoint. Takes Sabina a minute to get used to the idea.
C8282 isn’t a planet inhabited by aliens as much as by creatures, each more dangerous than the last. It’s quite an adjustment. But all in a bride’s work on the Triple S Ranch.
Blurb:
Sabina
Volt signs on to be a futuristic mail order bride in an effort to escape her
abusive fiancé on Earth. And oh, yeah, the attempted murder charge he trumped
up to bring her back from wherever she escaped. She flew off into the universe
to marry rancher Walt Sheridan on C8282, but she is in for a surprise. She
thinks she’s marrying Walt. Instead, she’s marrying the Sheridans: Walt and his
two brothers, Charlie and Dan. C8282 holds all kinds of new dangers—versas and
grenetts and more—but it also holds a whole lot a lovin’.
Buy link:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Triple-Bride-Tasty-Treats-Publishing-ebook/dp/B003BGUOJ2
Excerpt:
"Do you need help with your bags, ma'am?"
Sabina Volt looked up into the earnest young face of the transporter steward. He set her two duffel bags beside the seat, retrieved from the storage closet assigned her. Once petrified of stepping aboard a plane or shuttle, Sabina now wished she could hide in the cabin and avoid disembarking. She no longer had that option—she had to get off.
She shoved to her feet. "No thanks. These are all I have." A glance up the aisle showed an empty cabin. Though the young man's face didn't show impatience, he probably wished she'd get her sorry ass in gear so he could leave.
The steward politely stood aside so she could follow the flashing green lights embedded in the floor leading to the hatch. Dragging her feet as much as possible, dread building with each step, she made her way.
How had she ended up here? It had been sheer madness, signing a contract as a mail-order bride to a man she didn't know in order to escape a man she knew all too well. But the remaining ache from nearly-healed broken ribs proved that most any action would be better than staying on Earth as Kevin Groman's punching bag.
"Thank you for flying with us," said another steward at the hatch.
"Sure," Sabina muttered. Hopefully she wouldn't soon fly with them or anyone else. Not back to Earth at least, or anywhere near her former fiancé.
She took a deep breath, eyeing the length of insulated portable structure connecting the shuttle to the terminal. You've come this far. Don't turn coward now. "It's going to be all right," she muttered. "Buck up."
The lights in the terminal stung her eyes, and after the quiet of the shuttle the noise struck her like a living thing. Comm sets dotted the walls every fifty feet or so, all sending out the latest news from Earth at top decibels. Dozens of people, mostly men and shuttle crews, stood around watching the sets or holding shouted conversations over the din. She blinked and stood a moment, adjusting to the new environment.
Then she saw him. Or at least, the cowboy with crossed arms who leaned insolently against the check-in desk sure looked like Walter Sheridan. She’d stared at his hologram often enough to have his features memorized, yet the man watching her wasn't exactly what she expected.
His face looked sculpted from stone, with a squared chin and sharp cheekbones. Wives' tales claimed smiling caused wrinkles, but no tell-tale lines marred this man's face. He had the coloring of someone with brown hair, but she couldn't tell the color because a sweat-stained, dusty cowboy hat covered his head. When their gazes met, his eyes gave her pause. Green as late spring fields depicted in laser paintings, they were also penetrating and unforgiving. This man wouldn't trust easily or give any quarter. Like Kevin.
Oh, God. She couldn't breathe. For a panicky moment she thought she might pass out. Turn around! Get back on that shuttle. Make them pry you out if need be. She swung back toward the door only to find it locked. Fanning her face with her hand, she had no choice but to find someplace to hide. Coming here had been a mistake, a horrible mistake. Run! Anywhere would be better than—
"Are you okay?"
She didn't look but knew instinctively who stood beside her and took her elbow. He firmly guided her to a chair. When she sat, he forced her head down between her knees.
"Breathe," he ordered.
"I'm fine," Sabina said at last, and she did feel better, though a little silly. Kevin was a long way off. It might have taken her half a year and two beatings, but she finally regained her mind, took back her life and escaped him. The method might prove cowardly and impulsive, but she didn't care. As long as coming here didn't mean jumping from the solar roaster into the core generator.
Please don't let Walter be like Kevin!
Reviews:
“Absolutely loved every moment throughout this book an hope to see what happens next with the entire series. Worth every penny...a story that I'll be rereading again.”
“I really did enjoy this book a new author for me and probably one I will follow further.”
“This novel is a wild erotic ride! It takes you to new worlds with all kinds of great characters.”
“In my opinion it's the great character development that sets this book apart from others. I'm not usually a sci-fi fan, but the seamless way it's woven into the story did not feel like the usual easy-out plot vehicle. I would recommend this for anyone who enjoys a well-written, comitted [sic] menage story.”
“I love the science fiction and the menage mix! Enjoyed every page and didn't put it down until I was done! I can't wait until the next one.”
“Couldn't put it down. Worth a read definitely.”
After a while, Dee split her personality into thirds. She writes as Anne Krist for sweeter romances, and Jenna Stewart for ménage and shifter stories. All three of her personas are found on the Nomad Authors website. And all three offer some of the best romance you can find! Also, once a month, look for Dee’s Charity Sunday blog posts, where your comment can support a selected charity.
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