I, Effing Feline, am shattered. Struck down. Disconsolate.
Last week I tried unsuccessfully to share my revulsion for people who love dogs, not cats. Imagine my horror when Mr Valentine (Ed H, my pet human) confessed that HE IS NOT A CAT PERSON!!! He loves both cat and dogs, if you can imagine such a perverted bestiality. What a disgusting revelation!
But even in my horror-struck condition, I’m posting a snippet is from Mr V’s science fiction romance, Rescuing Prince Charming. Isn’t that brave and wonderful of me?
Dusty Johnson and her mysterious alien companion acted heroically in getting rid of a saboteur’s bomb. Soaring on adrenaline-fueled lust, they need privacy to, shall we say, ‘bond more intimately.’ He pulls her into the first office they come to. But she protests:
“I guess you don’t know your way around yet, but Cho is the head of this project, a stuck-up Kwadran countess, and she won’t like it one bit if we—”
The door’s click as it shut made her jump. The empty room hunkered in shadows that washed out all color and turned his body into a large and very masculine silhouette.
“We shouldn’t be in here,” she whispered. “I tell you, this is Countess Cho’s office.”
“Cho has been removed as the head of the project.”
“I’ve heard that rumor, but she still may be around to finish packing. Even if she’s gone, this is the office of whoever’s taking her place. The big boss.”
“Does being in here with me make you feel naughty?”
Effing Feline here again. I’m considering moving to a home where CAT PEOPLE and only CAT PEOPLE live. Do any of you cat people in the audience have a private room with en suite litter box and ultra-fast internet available for a handsome, dominant tomcat? An infestation of mice is a plus, but not required. I won’t charge you much for the honor of my presence.
Rescuing Prince Charming: A Native American Sci-Fi Romance
She’s no heroine. He’s no Prince Charming.
Dusty Johnson, a self-styled ordinary, everyday woman, responds with extraordinary heroism when saboteurs try to bomb the prototype of Earth’s first starship. Although she yearns to return to anonymity, that moment of courage propels her ever deeper into dangers that tear the scabs off her dark secrets—and thrust her into the arms of the unattainable man of her dreams.
Reese Eaglesbrood, an alien prince, yearns to restore his tattered reputation by guiding the starship project to completion, but his fascination with the unassuming heroine threatens to undermine his fragile authority. Shunning Dusty is necessary, yet unthinkable—and when the saboteurs strike again, she is his only ally against Earth’s most elusive enemies.
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