Alien pets get underfoot, too #mfrwhooks

Last week I showed you the cover for Love thy Galactic Enemy, my September SFR release. Today I’m going to focus on an element that (I hope) adds human interest. Namely, an alien pet.

My heroine is trapped on a city-sized enemy space station. She’s trying to avoid being noticed when she finds a small creature called a mizzet.

There was no one in this corridor to see her. “Except you,” she said to a skinny baby mizzet clinging to the wall at knee height.

Were the enemy’s pets also enemies? Spies, maybe?

After glancing around—the corridor was still empty—she bent down to pet the creature. It was one of the domesticated breeds, not a pest but a pet bred for the beauty of its eyes and feathery fur. Its coloring was standard caramel-and-mustard, but instead of a graceful tail, it had only a thumbnail-length stump. It was the skinniest mizzet she’d ever seen, weighing not even a kilogram, and the fur on its right leg was torn off in clumps. It had been on the losing side of a fight. Sort of like her.

It leaned into her hand as though just as lonely as she was. She had no time or money for a pet, whether cat, dog, mizzet, or skoot. Animals couldn’t help her get passage off this mousetrap, so she should leave the miserable creature here.

But it felt so soothing not to be alone, if only for a minute. How long had it been since she felt in sync with any creature, even something as insignificant as a mizzet?

“Sorra.” She put the beast on the floor. A pet would make her easier for strangers to approach her. Back home, walking with a pet was a good way to meet people. People here were dangerous, so . . . “Verra sorra, kiddo. I know what it feels like to be abandoned and alone, but you’re not worth becoming a prisoner of war. Mooch off of someone with something to spare.”

She set off. When she glanced back after a while, the mizzet was gone. Just as well.

But then she stumbled over something — the mizzet. To keep from falling, she lurched to the left —

— right into the arms of a man.

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Love thy Galactic Enemy

Abandoned to the enemy’s tender mercy

Minta, the reserved secretary for a spy team that spread a man-made plague, leaves the planet too late — the team abandons her on the enemy’s space station. She’s forced to fend for herself until she can make contact with an elusive spy, Watcher, who can take her home. To avoid arrest, she nurses a plague victim — a gentle, whimsical man who spouts Lewis Carroll. But to know this enemy is to love him . . .

When Finn Shanwing falls ill, he doesn’t intend to hide that he’s a high-ranking commando. Neither does he intend to fall in love with the secretive nurse who saves his life . . . but by the time he reveals to Minta she saved an enemy commando, it’s too late for his heart. Or hers. Also too late to escape the wrath of Watcher — half-human, half-machine, and both halves obsessed with her.

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  1. Liked the excerpt and the pet.

    1. The mizzet actually plays a role in the story. I find that managing this can be hard to do, as opposed to having the pet just be there in the background.

  2. I love the mizzet, and I’m curious about the man.

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