If you love sexy sci-fi, the stories of Spaceport will satisfy. I love the Spaceport series and have written two books, Scavenger and Beguiled. Volume one has four great stories, including my book about a space junk collector. The inspiration for Scavenger came from a news report about all the space junk orbiting around Earth. My female pilot, Anexa Loy, captains her own ship. Making a living on Spaceport Adana is hard. Gathering scrap metal isn’t a lucrative or glamorous profession, but it pays the bills for Anexa and her crew of two. Almost.
Finding a disabled Allied Planets Security drone is an unexpected treasure Captain Anexa Loy can’t pass up. Although pinching the drone is illegal and outrunning an APS Patrol fighter is dangerous, Anexa needs the money.
The booty on board, Anexa returns to Spaceport Adana where she meets Davis, a sexy hunk too charming to ignore. Giving into temptation can be risky business.
Lt. Davis Darkano of APS Patrol falls hard for the Spaceport beauty, but when he discovers the woman of his dreams has the stolen drone Davis must decide between love and duty.
SCAVENGER Excerpt One
On the way to her crew’s table, Anexa skirted the bar. The tall man she’d seen earlier was standing at the bar. He was dressed in a black, long-sleeved body shirt, cargo style pants and boots. Up close, he looked even better, like a whole lot of pleasure.
As she walked past the hunk, Anexa checked out his ass. Nice. The hunk turned and caught her looking. His eyes were gray, his expression appreciative. She winked at him and their gazes locked for a moment, a searing moment in which a multitude of sensual thoughts bounced around in her head.
Her blood heated at the images her thoughts evoked. Anexa dropped into the empty chair next to Ulina.
Souzai’s gaze narrowed. “Your cheeks are red. What’s up, Captain?”
“I have your chits,” Anexa said, ignoring his question.
“Look at that. Yum.”
Anexa and Souzai turned to see what had caught Ulina’s eye.
Bottle of rum and glass in hand, the hunk was heading toward Anexa’s table. Back straight and shoulders squared, he walked with confidence. Only a zonked out fool would dare to challenge this guy for the coin in his pocket.
Anexa’s pulse leapt as the hunk slid into a seat at an empty table, directly in her line of vision. He poured a generous portion of liquor in the glass, took a sip and closed his sexy eyes. Anexa took a long appreciative look. His face was lean, his nose straight and his chin strong. Beneath his body shirt, his muscles were well defined.
As if feeling her lingering gaze the man opened his eyes and looked at her. Piercing gray eyes met hers and his mouth curved into an easy grin. The Haze was huge and full of empty tables, yet he had chosen one just a few feet away from hers. Warmth flooded Anexa’s middle and a sexual fantasy featuring him flashed in her brain.
“How much did we get?” Souzai asked, yanking her out of her reverie.
Anexa dragged her gaze from the sexy stranger and retrieved the payment chits out of the inside pocket of her jacket. “Twelve hundred.”
Ulina’s mouth thinned. “Maybe we should have stayed out and broken down a larger section.”
Anexa shook her head. “We’ll keep the amounts small. It will take more time, but the last thing we need is an appraiser asking questions. Agreed?”
Ulina and Souzai answered to the affirmative.
Anexa handed out the chits. “If you’re willing to leave by twenty-four hundred, we can bust down another section. We’ll come back and make another sell.”
Souzai’s frown turned into a grin. “Now you’re talking.”
She glanced at her wrist unit. “You have six hours. Have a good time and stay out of trouble,” Anexa warned. As a teenager Souzai had made a living by various means, most of which were illegal. Although he’d reformed, almost, Port Security was disinclined to give him a pass for even minor infractions.
Ulina and Souzai stood.
“Twenty-four hundred,” Anexa warned. “If the Guni’s still docked because you’re late, the overtime fees will come out of your pay.”
“We won’t be late.” Ulina glanced over at the hunk. “He’s interested.”
“That’s good quality rum,” Souzai said. “If he offers you a drink, take it.”
“Maybe you’ll get lucky,” Ulina said. “Good liquor and good looking. I’d like that kind of luck.”
Spaceport Volume 1 stories
Security by Shelby Morgen: Commander Kala Decoltéir always gets her man, and she wants the space pirate they call Dancer — no matter who — or what — he is. This time, Dancer has no escape.
Trash & Treasure by Mikala Ash: Award-winning reporter for the Adana Observer Holly Barberossa finds herself once again in her natural environment, hot water.
Bite by Marteeka Karland: The last thing Dryson expects when he takes his latest shipment of smuggled goods to Spaceport Adana is to end up with a Rajian sex slave, Sasha. Sasha is a force to be reckoned with, and her bite is definitely worse than her bark.
Scavenger by B.J. McCall: Scavenging space junk isn’t glamorous or lucrative, but finding a disabled Allied Planets Security drone is an unexpected treasure Captain Anexa Loy can’t pass up.
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