I, Effing Feline, am fwee! I am fwee of meddling Ed, who always reads my posts and criticizes and edits. I can, at last, be mice-elf!
Why am I fwee? ‘Cuz some guy named Sir Jury, or maybe Arthur, has scooped out Ed’s shoulder an’ he is too loopy to proofread.
Love thy Galactic Enemy will be available very soon — September 9. The heroine, currently calling herself “Lou,” knocks out a guy she thinks is an intruder, then discovers he’s an innocent (and seriously ill) new roommate.
He has taken a sleeping pill, which give Lou the courage to take the next step.
He shivered again and moaned. For a minute, the only sound was his labored breathing. Then he moaned again and shivered so powerfully his teeth chattered. He must’ve walked to the room through sheer willpower.
She sucked in a deep breath. The air wasn’t cold, not really, yet loneliness sucked all warmth from her bones.
Without letting herself think, she flicked off the lights, lifted the blanket, and crawled in beside her roommate. “Sorra,” she whispered, “I just…”
He didn’t respond. He wasn’t dead, though, just asleep.
Effing Feline here again. Okay, I have this straight now. Ed had arthroscopic surgery (though I don’t know the doc’s name . . . Arthur, maybe?). He always comments on evry one’s post butt may be late this weak. Remember, everyone:
Love thy Galactic Enemy
Abandoned to the enemy’s tender mercy
Minta Streave, 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 must fend for herself until she can contact an elusive spy, Watcher, to take her home. To forestall arrest, she nurses a plague victim — a gentle, whimsical man who quotes 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. Nor does he intend to fall in love with the secretive nurse who saves his life. 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.
Love thy Galactic Enemy is available for pre-order, so reserve your copy now: