Happy New Year and Hello to 2020

I’m still not sure where 2019 went, but I *love* the feeling of standing right at the beginning of a new year. All those bright, shiny possibilities.

A huge thank you to all my wonderful readers. As with any year, there are ups and downs, challenges and wins. In 2019, I was so grateful to my long-term readers who’ve been enjoying my action romance for the last few years, and my new readers who discovered my books in so many different ways.

Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.Melody Beattie

During 2019, I released 12 short novels and two novellas (one in my novella duo Hunter and one in the Pets in Space 4 anthology). These books were across five different series, and I launched a new spin-off series (Galactic Gladiators – House of Rone).

I also had 24 books come out as audiobooks this year (wow!!) That all adds up to over 540,000 words written and over 120 hours of audio 😀

There is no substitute for hard work. Never give up. Never stop believing. Never stop fighting. – Hope Hicks

I never get tired of writing a new book, of getting a new shiny cover, of sending a new book out to my readers. I love bringing the characters in my head to life, and I never tire of getting emails and messages from readers who’ve enjoyed my books. I love to hear that my stories have brightened someone’s bad day, made someone smile, left someone inspired.

Hello 2020

The new year stands before us, like a chapter in a book, waiting to be written. We can help write that story by setting goals. – Melody Beattie

I’m ready for 2020! We recently moved into a new house and I have a new office. I am very excited to break it in and write lots of new stories.

This year, expect to see more books in:

  • Hell Squad (the final two books!)
  • House of Rone
  • Eon Warriors
  • Team 52 (the final two books)
  • Norcross — a new series I’m planning to launch later in the year (pending any other bright, shiny ideas barging in!)
  • More audio – expect to continue to see my books appearing in audiobook format as well

If you’re wondering when these books will be arriving, I try to keep the next few release dates updated on my Coming Soon page.

And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been. – Rainer Maria Rilke

I hope the new year brings you wonderful things! There will always be ups and downs, but like my characters, it is how we react to those that counts. Celebrate the wins and when the tough times hit, we have to pick ourselves up and keep forging on.

You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream. – C.S. Lewis

I’m seeing 2020 in with a brand new release! The latest Eon Warriors adventure is here.

Mark of Eon

Eon Warriors #5

Out Now!

Oil and water. Fire and ice. Terran space marine and rugged alien warrior.

Space marine Lieutenant Jamie Park has a reputation as tough as steel…just the way she likes it. A horrible childhood and her marine training have forged her into a strong woman, and she’s never seen a fight she’d back down from. Taking on the voracious insectoid Kantos is her focus, even if that means being assigned to the Eon warship, the Desteron, and working with the one arrogant alien warrior who’s seen her vulnerable and weak.

Medical Commander Aydin Kann-Ath lives to be the perfect warrior and doctor. All his life, he’s worked to restore his family’s tarnished honor. He has no room in his life for anything but his work, and that includes a headstrong, battle-hardened Terran who — even when injured — refuses to follow orders. Yet every minute he spends with Jamie, she ignites both his temper and his desire, and he can’t seem to stay away.

With every interaction, Aydin finds himself fascinated by Jamie’s courage and spirit, and Jamie finds herself consumed by a fiery attraction that terrifies her. On a dangerous hunt to find symbiont lifeforms that have been stolen by the Kantos, the pair can’t ignore their passionate connection. But the evil Kantos threaten not only their lives, but the fate of the galaxy, unless Jamie and Aydin sacrifice it all to stop them.

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Happy New Year!!

Cover Reveal: Mark of Eon and Anna’s BIG Christmas Giveaway

The fierce warriors of the Eon Empire want nothing to do with Earth…but when ravenous insectoid aliens threaten to invade, the humans of Earth need to get the Eon warriors’ attention.

It all started with one kickass woman abducting a powerful Eon war commander. Now, the Eon Empire and Earth have a tenuous and budding alliance, but when fierce Space Corps marine, Lieutenant Jamie Park, is stationed aboard the Eon warship, the Desteron, she finds herself butting heads with the ship’s arrogant, hard-headed medical commander Aydin Kann-Ath.

Watch the sparks fly!

I am thrilled to be showing you the cover for the next Eon Warriors book, Mark of Eon and to celebrate both Mark of Eon and the holiday season, I have my BIG Christmas Giveaway! So don’t miss out.

Mark of Eon
Eon Warriors #5
Release Date: Tuesday December 31st

Cover art by Melody Simmons

Excerpt from Kiss of Eon featuring Jamie and Aydin

“Stevens!” Jamie Park yelled into her comm. “Taro!”

“I see them, Lieutenant,” her space marine answered.

“As do I,” the warrior responded.

Terran and Eon soldiers shot forward, engaging the bugs.

Jamie swung her sword, slicing into one of the aliens. Damn, she loved a good fight. With controlled slashes, she sliced up the bug.

Another arrowed toward her and she raised her weapon. Using her suit’s propulsion system, she flew forward, skewering the Kantos alien.

When she wrenched her sword back, she saw that her team had fully engaged the enemy.

Sorry, bug brains, no snacks for you today. She swiveled and flew closer to the injured couple. She slid her sword back over her shoulder.

“Hey, Captain.”

Allie looked up. The woman looked like she’d had a rough day.

“Damn glad to see you, Jamie. Brack’s hurt.”

Jamie could see from the warrior’s sluggish movements that he wasn’t doing well. “We’ll get you both back to the Desteron, and you can get poked, prodded, and healed.”

Taking a second, Jamie studied Allie—who was wearing Eon black-scale armor just like the second commander. Interesting.

Under their helmets, the pair looked like they’d been through hell.

Then Allie jerked. “Jamie, look out!”

Spinning, Jamie moved fluidly into a combat stance. She and her marines practiced space combat daily.

One of the bugs was coming straight at them. This one was bigger than the others, moving more aggressively. The alpha bug. Throwing her arms out, she let her combat knives slide down her forearms and into her hands.

Then she attacked.

Jamie used the propulsion from her suit to spin around the bug. It tried to match her movements, but her knives were already flashing. She sliced one of the bug’s legs off with two well-aimed slashes.

Oh, yeah. Jamie spent hours honing the edges on her blades.

Injured, the alien drew back, remaining legs flailing. She spotted another bug coming up from the side to attack Allie and Brack.

Fuck. Jamie shot forward. “Allie, move!”

The captain jerked, trying to spin the second commander around. But they were too slow.

And Jamie wasn’t going to be quick enough.

She threw one knife, but it missed by an inch, sailing past the bug’s head.

The bug’s focus was on Allie.

Jamie hit the control for max propulsion, pressing her arms to her sides. She exploded forward, ramming a shoulder into Allie to knock her out of the way.

The bug’s sharp pincers rammed into Jamie’s gut.

Oh, damn. That hurt like a motherfucker.

“Jamie!” Allie’s cry.

Jamie swung her knife around, cutting into the bug’s head. Its pincers were moving, tearing up her belly. She yanked her knife back, and then stabbed the alien in the eye. She twisted the blade.

The bug released her, floating away. Its ugly mouth opened, and there was no sound, but she could easily imagine the screech it would have made.

But then her knife slipped from nerveless fingers.

She felt blood oozing out of her. As her body floated backward in space, she saw the Desteron and the Divergent in the distance, flying close, working together.

She drifted, her mind floating. There was no pain now.

Alone. She’d been alone most of her life. Even when she’d lived with the assholes who’d contributed to her DNA, she’d been alone. Then through all the foster homes.

She’d made a family for herself at Space Corps. Her squad of marines both loved and cursed her, which she took as a sign that she was doing a decent job as their leader.

But Jamie wondered if any of them would mourn her death for long. She’d be replaced, their work would go on, and she’d fade from their memories.

She felt wetness on her cheek and realized that it was a tear.

She hadn’t cried since she was a terrified child, hiding from her drunken, abusive parents.

“Jamie!”

Sound crashed back in on her…and so did the pain. She groaned.

Hands gripped her arms. Then Allie’s helmeted face was in front of her.

“Stay with me, Lieutenant.”

Her captain, her friend. Jamie tried to nod, but her muscles wouldn’t respond.

“A shuttle is on the way to pick us up,” Allie said.

Jamie turned her head, blinking. The bright-blue lights of the Eon shuttle were blinding. It zoomed toward them.

She drifted off again, her thoughts scattering. Suddenly, hands were on her, and then she was being lifted.

More lights. Pain. Fuck, the pain was frigging horrible.

Then blackness. The next thing she knew, she was lying on a firm bed. Then there was a deep, male voice.

“Let’s see those eyes open, marine.”

Jamie blinked. The face of a handsome Eon warrior came into view. His brow was creased in concentration, his neat brown hair fell over his forehead, calling attention to his rugged face.

“I’m alive?” Her voice was barely more than a croak.

“Yes.” He arched a brow. “And I’m planning to keep it that way. I had to use our healing havv to patch you up.”

She knew the Eon havv was similar to the helian. A red fluid of bio-organisms that could heal up wounds spectacularly.

Her gaze snagged on his hands. He had big ones, with long, well-shaped fingers. They had a few nicks and scars. Not a man who sat at a desk all day.

“You’re in Medical,” the warrior said. “Aboard the Desteron. I’m Medical Commander Aydin Kann-Ath.”

“Allie? Brack?”

“Alive, thanks to you. Captain Borden is all healed up, and hovering over the ever-stubborn, but healing, Second Commander.”

“I heard that,” came the rumble of Brack’s voice from nearby.

Jamie didn’t have the energy to turn her head and look. Damn, she hurt so much. She was damn glad Allie and her warrior were alive.

“You’re in pain.” The medical commander shifted, and she saw him lift a pressure injector.

Jamie stiffened. “No drugs.”

He frowned at her. “It’s a painkiller—”

“I don’t like them.” She tried to grab his arm and missed by a mile. Her parents used to dope her up when she was a kid.

“I’m not allowing you to be in agony,” he said firmly.

“Do it and I’ll break your kneecaps.”

He made a scoffing sound. “I might be a doctor, but I’m also a fully-trained Eon warrior.”

She glared at him. “I could take you.”

Then he smiled. God, it was a damn nice one.

“I look forward to you trying, when you can actually stand.” Before she could stop him, he touched the pressure injector to her neck.

She growled, but the pain instantly started to dull. “Bastard.”

His lips quirked. “I think you’re feeling better already.”

Then he leaned closer, and she felt him touching her neck. He smelled good. Really, really good. She stiffened. The drugs must be affecting her brain.

“I like your face,” she murmured.

He stilled, surprise a quick ripple on his features. “I like yours too.”

“And you smell nice.”

His lips quirked. “You suffer adverse effects from the drugs.”

“Told you I didn’t want them.” She felt the unfamiliar urge to pout.

“I thought you space marines were tough?”

The medical commander shifted, turning to move away, and her belly clenched. Jamie’s hand shot out, and this time, she managed to grab his wrist.

Her fingers brushed over the thick band that she knew housed his helian symbiont. She felt warmth pulse up her arm.

He turned back to her, frowning.

“Don’t…” Jamie swallowed, could barely force the words out. “Don’t leave me alone.”

Something moved across his handsome face. Then his warm fingers closed over hers.

“I’m not going anywhere, Jamie. I’m right here.”

God, it was so weak to need someone else. “Don’t tell anyone.” Her words were a whisper.

He seemed to understand her. “Your warrior reputation is safe with me.”

And that was all she needed.

With his warm presence beside her, she closed her eyes and let sleep take her.

Anna’s Big Christmas Giveaway

To celebrate the cover reveal for Mark of Eon and the holiday season, I have a BIG Christmas Giveaway!! For each of the 12 days of Christmas, I have 12 prizes (consisting of an Aussie calendar and a signed paperback) to giveaway to 12 winners. Most of the calendars are Aussie Firefighter Calendars!

Just enter using the Rafflecopter below (just select the options you’d like to do). The giveaway is open internationally and will be open until the day after Christmas Day!

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Wishing you and yours love, light and lots of merriness this Christmas <3

Eon Warriors Audiobooks

The Eon Warriors books are all available in audiobook! The amazing Vivienne Leheny is the narrator and she is absolutely brilliant at infusing emotion, humor, and character into the audio versions of these stories.

Eon Warriors Audio

Cover Reveal: Kiss of Eon

The fierce warriors of the Eon Empire want nothing to do with Earth…but when ravenous insectoid aliens threaten to invade, the humans of Earth need to get the Eon warriors’ attention.

We are finally back with the Eon Warriors and the Earth women who are busy bringing them to their knees!

It all started with one kickass woman abducting a fierce Eon war commander. Now, the Eon Empire and Earth have a tenuous and budding alliance, and strengthening it depends on Second Commander Brack Thann-Felis of the warship, the Desteron playing war games with feisty Captain Allie Borden of the Terran starship, the Divergent.

Let the games begin!

Today, I’m showing off the cover for the next Eon Warriors book, Kiss of Eon and I have a giveaway to celebrate.

Kiss of Eon
Eon Warriors #4
Release Date: Tuesday September 24th

Cover art by Melody Simmons

Excerpt from Heart of Eon featuring Brack and Allie

“Take out that last Kantos ship,” Captain Allie Borden ordered.

Her crew responded immediately, like the well-trained team they were. She felt the ship’s engines vibrate under her feet as it shifted and took aim. It shuddered as their laser array fired.

She smiled. They were the best crew she’d worked with in her entire career, and the Divergent was the best ship she’d ever commanded.

Allie looked at the viewscreen, watching the scattering Kantos. Run, you cowardly bugs. Then her gaze fell on the Desteron.

While the Divergent was the best ship she’d captained, she still had to admit that it was no Eon warship. God, that sleek, dark ship was pretty. Deadly and packed to the gills with high-tech weapons. Mmm.

Down, girl.

A laser blast hit the Divergent’s shields, almost knocking her off her feet.

She spread her feet. “Li?”

“Shields holding, Captain.”

A blast from the Desteron lit up the space in front of them. The intense ray of laser hit the Kantos ship, and a second later, the spacecraft exploded in a fiery ball.

She frowned and touched her earpiece. “Hey, Second Commander, you stole our kill.”

“This is not a game, Captain.” The deep rumble sounded a little pissed off.

Allie felt a spurt of satisfaction. Who knew that needling Eon warriors could be so much fun? She smiled again. When you spent most of your time in space, you had to find your fun wherever you could. Then her smile faded. Life was short, and you never knew how much time you had. It paid to enjoy it as much as you could.

“The Kantos warships are retreating, Captain,” her comms officer called out.

“Let our fighters have them,” Allie said. “Launch the squadron.”

Her second-in-command, Sub-Captain Donovan Lennox nodded, folding his muscled arms over his chest. A second later, their fighters launched from the Divergent.

“We have a fire on Deck Seven,” Donovan said.

Allie nodded. “Send the fire crew.”

“Already inbound.”

Ahead, she saw sexy, little Eon fighters slice through the darkness—the ships were sleek, with blue lights running up the sides of their streamlined forms.

“Captain, your fighters are welcome to join ours.” Second Commander Thann-Felis’ deep voice rumbled in her ear.

She rolled her eyes. “Your fighters are welcome to join ours. You were late to this fight, so you don’t get to take over.”

She heard snickers on her bridge and, with a frown, she shot a hard look around. The snickers died. She might enjoy needling the warrior and teaching him a little lesson in diplomacy, but she wouldn’t allow insubordination on her bridge.

A second later, she wasn’t surprised when the second commander drawled in her ear once more.

“Are you always this difficult, Captain?”

“No. Only when big, alien warriors try to boss me around.”

“We’re trying to help.” He sounded like he was talking through gritted teeth.

“So, help, but don’t try and take over.”

Now Allie was pretty sure she could hear him grinding his teeth together. She glanced at Donovan, and the man was smiling, his teeth white against his dark skin.

She dropped into her captain’s chair, swinging her personal comp screen up from the armrest. She swiped it and the image to go with the comm call appeared.

Her gut clenched. Oh, hell.

Of course, he had to be male perfection—a tough, rugged face, with a sharp nose and strong jaw. Thick, brown hair brushed his jawline. She couldn’t see all of his body, but she’d bet it matched the massive shoulders.

Down, girl.

“We have an alliance, Captain,” he said. “I am not your enemy.”

“Trust is earned, Second Commander.”

“My name is Brack.”

Brack. It suited him. Strong, a little gruff. “Look, Brack, you stay out of my way, and I’ll stay out of yours.”

The warrior smiled, and the air in Allie’s chest tried to choke her. The smile turned him from rugged to handsome. She felt a flare of annoyance at the irritating attraction.

“I doubt we’ll see very much of each other, Allie.”

“That’s Captain Borden, to you. And what, you think our inferior Terran ships won’t keep up with yours?”

That smile widened. “You said it, not me…Captain.”

The line closed, the screen turning black.

Ugh, men. Whatever the species, they all had the gene to drive a woman crazy.

Allie raised her voice. “Set a course back toward the Rengard. We’ll dock with them on their starboard side.”

“Yes, Captain.”

Smoothly, the Divergent moved, reminding Allie why she loved being a starship captain. All that strength, power, and ability at her command. A team she trusted at her back.

A muted alarm started pinging.

“Captain?”

She glanced at her navigation officer. “Yes?”

“The Desteron is moving into that docking position.”

Allie narrowed her eyes. Asshole. She knew he’d done that on purpose. “Adjust course.”

Alliance or not, the second commander was proving to be extremely aggravating.

As the Rengard grew larger on the viewscreen, she settled back in her chair. Luckily, Brack Thann-Felis was the least of her problems and he was correct. She probably wouldn’t ever see him again.

“Bring us in to dock, Lieutenant Harris.” Right now, Allie was going to focus on her first chance to get aboard an Eon warship. Ships held much more interest to her than men.

Kiss of Eon Cover Reveal Giveaway

I have another amazing print of the custom artwork of Davion and Eve from the first Eon Warriors book, Edge of Eon to give away to one lucky winner!

Just enter using the Rafflecopter below. The giveaway is open internationally and will be open for a week.

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Eon Warriors Audiobooks

The first three Eon Warriors books are all available in audiobook! The amazing Vivienne Leheny is the narrator and she is absolutely brilliant at infusing emotion, humor, and character into the audio versions of these stories.

Eon Warriors Audio

Cover Reveal: Heart of Eon

The fierce warriors of the Eon Empire want nothing to do with Earth…but when ravenous insectoid aliens threaten to invade, the humans of Earth need to get the Eon warriors’ attention.

That all starts with three sisters: one sent to abduct an Eon war commander, one sent to steal sacred Eon gems, and one sent to hijack an Eon warship.

The Eon Warriors series is chock-full of my favorite things:

  • Tough heroines from Earth
  • Sexy alien warrior heroes
  • Lots of action-packed fight scenes
  • Sexy romance where our Earth heroines bring fierce warriors to their knees

Today I’m unveiling the cover for the upcoming book, Heart of Eon. This story features computer genius Wren Traynor (who’s hijacked an Eon warship) going toe-to-toe with the ship’s captain, War Commander Malax Dann-Jad.

AND because I love to give things away to celebrate, there is an awesome giveaway as well.

Heart of Eon
Eon Warriors #3
Release Date: Tuesday April 23rd

Cover art by Melody Simmons

Excerpt from Touch of Eon featuring Wren and Malax

Shit, shittity, shit.

Wren Traynor ran through the narrow maintenance conduit. She heard the rumble of voices—deep, male voices—reverberating from nearby.

She ducked into a small alcove. In the pitch darkness, she dropped to her knees, pushed open a small panel, and crawled in. She fitted the panel back into place, and turned to face the tiny space that had been her hidey-hole for the last few days.

Dropping to her butt, she leaned against the metallic wall and sighed.

She was tired. Stressed out. And she didn’t smell very good.

That’s what happens when you hijack an alien warship, Wren.

God, her life sucked. She let her head thunk back against the wall. One day, she’d been working at her tech company, creating amazing, cutting-edge programs and being a badass with a keyboard. At night, she’d done some…creative hacking. Just to keep herself busy and her skills sharp.

Then, just over five months ago, things had gone sideways. Her sister, Eve, had been imprisoned for a crime she hadn’t committed. Wren still felt the wild rush of anger at the injustice of it all.

She pushed her mass of dark curls back over her shoulder. She winced. Her hair was greasy as hell. Gah. She needed a shower and would sell her soul for one. Wet wipes weren’t cutting it anymore.

Sighing, she pulled her tablet out. The screen glowed, lighting up the small space around her. She’d been damn grateful to find this space. Tucked between some internal maintenance access conduits, she was pretty sure the warriors didn’t know it existed.

She stroked her tablet. Her baby. She’d built the device herself. It had top-of-the-line, experimental components.

With it, and her mad skills, she’d managed to sneak aboard an Eon warship, take over their systems, and take control of the ship.

She’d then spent four days sending them jumping around distant space.

The ship’s war commander and his crew had been working tirelessly to find her. Wren had spent that time ensuring they didn’t, usually by creating havoc on the ship and keeping them busy.

She needed to get the warship to the rendezvous point with Earth’s Space Corps. Her sister’s freedom depended on it. The survival of Earth depended on it. How the Space Corps planned to subdue an entire ship of pissed off Eon warriors, she had no clue. She didn’t care. Her job was to get the Rengard to the rendezvous.

Wren rubbed her brow. She had a headache forming. She rifled through her backpack and pulled out some food packs and water.

Somehow, War Commander Dann-Jad had disabled the ship’s star drive. They were now stuck at standard speed.

It was going to be a long trip to the rendezvous. She’d run out of food and water far before then. Which was no doubt what the war commander had in mind.

She munched on the bland rations, dreaming of a thick, juicy steak. And a slice of cheesecake. Fresh strawberries. So, she could either die of thirst and starvation, or she could die at the hands of an angry Eon war commander who’d likely wring her neck. And take pleasure in doing it.

Hmm. Choices, choices.

She tossed the empty wrapper in her backpack. This was why she preferred her computer lab to spending time with people. In her lab, she was queen of her domain, and the few people she allowed in were awed by her crazy-good skills.

Wren thumbed her tablet screen, and a picture of her with her sisters appeared. Eve and Lara. Love filled Wren. She was the baby, and her sisters had always protected her, looked out for her.

In the picture, her sisters had Wren squeezed in between them. Wren was laughing, Lara had an arm outstretched to take the picture. Eve was smirking and looking badass. It was over a year old, on the last vacation the three of them had managed to take. They’d sunned themselves on a beach in the Caribbean, and the rest of the time, Wren had fought their attempts to make her go parasailing and jet-skiing.

Her sisters were both taller and more athletic than Wren. They both loved space and fighting. Both were tough, accomplished, and badass.

And then there was Wren. Her nose wrinkled. She was shorter and curvier, with five pounds she couldn’t shift. Okay, so she had a serious chocolate and latte addiction that she had no intention of giving up. And she didn’t exercise—she shuddered—unless she had to.

She touched the image of Eve’s face. God, she prayed her sister was okay. The Space Corps had forced her on a dangerous mission to abduct an Eon war commander. Air whistled through Wren’s teeth. And not any Eon war commander, the deadliest one.

Not that War Commander Malax Dann-Jad was a slouch. The man was proving way more intelligent than she’d assumed.

The Space Corps had approached Wren and offered her a deal too. Hijack the Eon warship, the Rengard, and they’d recall Wren’s sister and grant Eve her freedom.

God, her sister Lara would be going crazy with worry for Eve and not knowing where Wren was.

And here she was. Stuck in the bowels of an alien ship while its war commander tore it apart to find her.

Suddenly, her tablet screen went black, plunging her into darkness. She frowned.

Then words appeared on the screen.

Terran.

Her eyebrows rose. He’d hacked her tablet? The prick. Her fingers flew.

She and the war commander had traded a few messages over the last few days. But they were messages she’d sent him when she’d tapped his system. He did not get to hack her baby.

Wren quickly checked her system and released a breath. They didn’t have a lock on her location.

She replied. War Commander.

Earth now has an alliance with the Eon. Stand down.

What? Wren chewed her lip, studying the words suspiciously.

She tapped the screen. I don’t believe you.

Stubborn woman. Your sister brokered a deal.

Wren chewed on her lip hard enough to wince. Could it be true? Was Eve okay?

Return control of my ship.

His anger practically throbbed off the screen. She didn’t need to be anywhere near the man to know he was pissed to the nth degree.

She’d seen a photo of him. Eon warriors all looked similar—big and muscled, long hair framing rugged faces. They all had hair in shades of brown. But there was something a little harsher about Malax Dann-Jad. The firm line of his square jaw, or maybe the scowl she suspected was his permanent expression.

She tapped her screen. No.

She suspected the war commander would do just about anything to get her to surrender control of his ship. Including lie to her.

You will regret your actions.

Wren snorted. I already do, but I have no choice.

There is always a choice, Terran. Relinquish control and turn yourself in. I can assure your safety.

Another snort. Yeah, right.

Woman, do not test me. You won’t like the consequences.

Okay, Wren felt a little tremor in her belly. She never, ever wanted to come face-to-face with War Commander Dann-Jad.

Don’t threaten me. I haven’t had a latte in days, and my chocolate stash ran out a long time ago.

The screen stayed blank, and she figured he wasn’t quite sure what to make of her.

Last chance. Surrender.

Annoying man. You can’t see me right now, but I’m poking my tongue out at you. I don’t follow your orders, War Commander.

Wren tapped the screen, found the command she wanted, and hit it. Right now, lights were turning off across the entire ship.

It was childish, but she couldn’t help herself.

Woman.

Just that single word on the screen. Wren imagined she could hear the war commander’s angry roar from here.

Game on, War Commander.

Heart of Eon Cover Reveal Giveaway

I have a super cool giveaway. Remember the awesome custom artwork of Davion and Eve from the first Eon Warriors book, Edge of Eon? Well, I am giving away a print of that picture to one lucky winner!

Just enter using the Rafflecopter below. The giveaway is open internationally and will be open for a week.

 

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Good luck!

A Free Galactic Gladiators Christmas Short Story

If you’ve been celebrating the holidays, I hope you’ve been having a wonderful time. I took a few days off to eat, drink, and build way too much Lego with my boys (my fingers are numb!)

But during that time, I also jotted down a short Galactic Gladiators story! More about that in a second.

Farewell to 2018

In 2018, I was so incredibly fortunate to have so many wonderful readers enjoying all my books. I released 11 short novels, an one novella as part of an anthology. Those books came out across five different series AND I launched two new series (Team 52 and Eon Warriors). I also had 13 books come out as audiobooks this year. That all adds up to over half a million words written and over 65 hours of audio 😀

I’ve seen some people write that authors today are forced to write fast and are burning out, but I love what I do! Sitting down every day to write (even when it is hard work) brings me so much joy. Knowing that I have readers waiting for the next book in their favorite series leaves me inspired.

Hello to 2019

I’m so excited for the new year! I have lots more stories in my head — so expect books from Hell Squad, Eon Warriors, Team 52, and more Galactic Gladiators! Also expect more audiobooks. More Hell Squad audiobooks are on the way, as well as the continuation of Team 52 and Treasure Hunter Security, plus the launch of Eon Warriors in audio.

You can keep up to date on what books I have coming on the horizon on my Coming Soon page.

I always have a couple of new stories and series brewing in the back of my head. Whether any manage to sneak in during 2019…well, we’ll just have to wait and see.

I wish you all the best for 2019 and hope it is a great year for you. I am a big goal setter, and at the beginning of the year, I set all my goals and then split them into quarterly, monthly, and weekly chunks. Life, of course, likes to throw a few curve balls in there, but having a plan helps me stay on course. Taking small actions daily — whether it is exercise, writing, reading, or whatever your goal is — is absolutely vital. Those small steps add up over time.

2019 will kick off with the next Eon Warriors book, Touch of Eon. That’s just over 10 days away!!

Touch of Eon

Eon Warriors #2

Release Date: Tuesday January 8th

Special Forces Space Marine Lara Traynor will do anything to free her sister and save the Earth from invasion…even if she’s blackmailed into stealing sacred Eon artifacts. And even if a dark, deadly warrior is sent to hunt her down.

Excerpt from Edge of Eon (Eon Warriors #1) featuring Lara

Lara Traynor squeezed out of the narrow tunnel and came out on top of the wall. She crouched there, balanced high above the temple forecourt.

The temple was sturdy. It had a masculine feel, with lots of straight lines, blocky towers, and large, regular columns. She liked it a lot. The Eon were good at more than just creating badass warriors and technology.

And here she was, sneaking into another Eon temple. Not exactly how she’d seen her career going, but Lara liked getting her missions done—no matter what.

She swiveled, and pressed her special climbing gloves and boots to the slick rock. She started making her way down the stone wall.

She already had one of the sacred Eon gems in her possession. The gorgeous, seafoam-colored stone, the Ston gem, was hidden on her stealth ship. The amazing jewel actually had a live, alien symbiont inside it. Incredible.

Now she was after her second target—the Alqin gem.

As she climbed down the wall, her thoughts turned to her sister.

Was Eve still alive? Heat shot through Lara, leaving a bad taste in her mouth. Fucking Space Corps. They’d fucked her family over so many times, and now they’d sent Eve on a suicide mission. It made Lara want to punch someone in the face. Preferably an admiral or two.

And here she was, blackmailed into this insane mission.

Her boots touched stone, and she turned away from the wall. She crouched down and held her breath, studying the shadowed courtyard and listening for any sound.

Just the tinkle of a water fountain and the faint glow from lights inside. After she had gem number two, she just needed the third and final one, then she was going to find out what the hell had happened to Eve.

She rose, heading toward the statue in the very center of the courtyard. The gem rested on the crown of the god.

“Bad choice, Terran.”

The deep voice made her spin. It was cold and dark, and sent shivers up her spine.

She flipped one arm out, her blade dropping from her forearm holder and into her hand. She scanned the darkness but couldn’t see him.

Then he stepped out of the shadows.

Holy cow. He was huge. An Eon warrior wearing full, black-scale armor.

He had a raw, masculine face with a hard edge. It looked like it had been carved from granite. And cold eyes.

Their gazes locked, and tension wound between them. His eyes were black as night, with thin threads of silver through them.

At the same time, they launched at each other.

Lara slashed out with her knife. He blocked her blow, and she veered away. Then, he swung a punch at her, and she ducked. She kicked, aiming for his legs, but he jumped, leaping over her leg.

They both spun away, circling each other. She watched as a long, blue sword formed on his arm. Oh, man. She’d heard about the symbiont-formed weapons. Damn thing was gorgeous. She wanted one.

He charged and Lara rushed to meet him.

They traded hits and kicks. She put all her effort into avoiding that glowing sword. The warrior was big, strong, and well-trained, but Lara had been born to fight, and her job had honed her abilities.

She leaped up and kicked. Her boot connected with his strong jaw, and his head snapped back.

Lara smirked. “Like that?”

The warrior growled and swung out with his sword. She dodged, the blade slamming into a pillar.

She lifted her head and laughed. “What was that? A love tap?”

Now, she felt a throb of annoyance and anger off Mr. Cool. They launched into another deadly dance. They passed the pond, and Lara leaped over the water and its lily pads. The warrior followed her.

It didn’t take her long to see he wasn’t using his full strength against her. That pissed her off.

“You’re holding back,” she snapped.

“Eve asked me not to hurt you.”

Lara stilled. “Eve?” A flood of emotion tightened Lara’s throat. “She’s alive?”

“Yes.” One cool word.

If that was true, then she was a prisoner of the Eon. Could she trust this deadly warrior?

Lara stroked her blade, working through all the scenarios. This changed nothing. She still needed to complete her mission.

Lara quickly snatched a StrikeBolt off her belt. She tossed it through the air.

It made a small whistling sound and the warrior dodged. But he was a shade too slow, and the small device caught his side. Small prongs flared, digging into him.

Blue electricity raced over his body. She saw his jaw lock and he dropped to his knees.

Lara sauntered over and snatched up the gem of Alqin.

“It’s been a good time, warrior.”

“I’ll… Come for you.” He pushed the words out through gritted teeth.

Lara had felt the effects of the StrikeBolt in training. She’d passed out within seconds. She’d never seen anyone stay conscious this long.

“You’ll…feel my breath… Back of your neck. I’ll hunt you to the end of the galaxy.”

Lara felt a cold shiver. “You can try.”

With the electricity holding him still, she raced across the courtyard and back to the wall. She braced a hand against the stone and glanced back.

His black-and-silver eyes were locked on her.

She tossed him a salute and started climbing.

Now, she needed to get off this planet and head to the temple on a small moon of Ath. Two gems down, one to go.

She needed to finish her mission, and save Earth and her sisters.

And on top of that, she also now needed to avoid one very angry Eon warrior.

Lara smiled grimly. Should be child’s play.

Free Galactic Gladiators Christmas Short Story

Like I mentioned, on my days off I couldn’t help visiting with the Galactic Gladiators and seeing what they were up to! The short story is from the point of view of Imperator Magnus Rone as the survivors of Earth show him and all the gladiators of the House of Galen the meaning of Christmas. Warning: if you haven’t read all the Galactic Gladiators books, there are spoilers in the story. It fits in after the novella Desert Hunter from the Embrace the Passion anthology.

To read the story, head over to my Galactic Gladiators Extras page.

Galactic Gladiators Extras

Happy New Year to you!