The first chapter of my new sci-fi romance is up at QueerSciFi.com. Check out Jaime and Rylan’s explosive first meeting!

“Let me see you, Ben.”

Without a word he loosened the knot in the towel and let it fall.

He reminded her of a da Vinci nude she’d once seen, every muscle developed without unnecessary bulk and giving the impression of restrained power. His chest was the same from her memories at the pool, beautifully shaped pads of pectoral muscle and shoulders ending in curved deltoids that she wanted to grip. The same light scattering of blond chest hair narrowed to a trail that led down over trim abs to his navel and beyond.

BLACK SKY MORNING is now available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited! It's the third in my sci-fi romance series and features two opposites forced to work together. There's action, adventure, world-ending peril, and still time for swimming lessons.

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Over on facebook I posted the first page of the follow up to Machine Metal Magic and thought I should put it up here as well. Caution: it’s very much a first draft and so will be subject to changes and editing, but take a peek.

This was supposed to have been an easy job, Sebastian thought, as he tumbled alone and untethered through space.

It was very clearly not going well, though he couldn’t pinpoint precisely where he’d gone wrong — aside from getting out of bed that morning, and on a more existential level, being born at all. Sebastian felt that he should be forgiven the self-pitying turn of his thoughts since he was very likely going to die when his spacesuit ran out of power to keep him warm and breathing. It was definitely a time to be pondering the larger questions — except that he was still spinning and on the verge of throwing up.

“Shit,” he said. Which as a last word was a bit obvious. “Fuck me to the end of time,” he managed to sputter out. A little better.

He should have been able to arrest his spin with the mini-vents that lined the spacesuit. A couple well-timed bursts of gas would change his direction, but the jets in his suit had been knocked out, likely by the same tiny meteors that had sent him spiralling out into space.

It had been a salvage job. An old and broken satellite left to drift in a wide orbit around an abandoned lunar outpost. It had likely been picked over, years ago, but pickings had been slim for Sebastian and his crew lately. Some scrap metal and maybe a few electronic components might bring in enough to keep his ship, The Wayward Prince, flying for another day, so it was worth stopping and suiting up for a space walk to check it out.

The ship! Sebastian had heard nothing from the crew other than a brief squawk of warning as the meteors had struck. It had been cut off so he assumed his comms had been knocked out along with everything else. The tiny meteoroids had been too small to be detected by their scans, and Sebastian had to hope that that meant they were also too small to do any damage to the ship. He, on the other hand, had taken a half dozen hits from the thumb-sized rocks — the suit’s automatic sealing systems had kicked in, though he didn’t know how long that would hold. He supposed he was lucky the rocks hadn’t torn right through him.

Sebastian didn’t feel lucky. He felt fatalistic, with an emphasis on the fatal part. That, and nauseous.

In Machine Metal Magic, Jaime has the ability to communicate telepathically with computers. But in a galaxy where humanity barely survived an uprising by murderous A.I.s, it's a gift more feared than appreciated.

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Respect the enemy, fear his daughter in this fun Science Fiction Romance

Peace negotiations are easy right? Not when you’re learning a language composed of hisses, growls and other guttural sounds. And that’s not even the tough part for recently divorced diplomat Viktor Jacobs. No, that would be matching wits with the fiercely intelligent daughter of the opposing side.…

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A desperate gamble…  

Sanah would do anything to protect her little sister, even if it means taking refuge with ruthless pirates. But the psychically Talented pirates terrorizing Commonwealth space are not quite the monsters she has been led to believe. When Sanah’s empathic gift shows her the truth behind the stories, she is no longer certain who the villains are in her…