I, Effing Feline, haven’t poked fun at my nemesis, Twiggles the dog, for a long time. Every drought must end, however! I’m about to tell you Twiggles’s most humiliating secret — after this message from my sponsor.
Love thy Galactic Enemy will be available September 9. The heroine, currently calling herself “Lou,” knocks out a guy she thinks is an intruder, then discovers he’s an innocent (and ill) new roommate. In the aftermath, he’s confused and half-delirious. He keeps calling her Freya.
He was sitting up now, but when his shoulders slumped his posture brought guilt crashing back. For someone who’d been the personal secretary to a spy and agent provocateur, she was ridiculously squeamish.
“I be so sorra,” she whispered.
His face scrunched into a frown. “Sorra? Where’d you learn to talk like that, Freya?”
Damn; between grogginess and guilt, she’d slipped into the casual dialect of her childhood. “Look who’s talking — jubjub bird, frumious bandersnitch?”
“That’s what I said.”
Effing Feline here again. Now to humiliate Twiggles (chuckle chortle snort).
She often — are you ready for it? — takes CATnaps! I think that’s hilarious. Dognap means to steal a dog. Catnap, though, is exactly what Twiggles does throughout the day. That means she’s acting like a cat! Altogether now, let’s laugh at Twiggles!
Love thy Galactic Enemy
Abandoned to the enemy’s tender mercy
Minta, the naive 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 that she saved an enemy officer, 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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