Alpha Romeos When a soldier, a warlock and a dead man take off on a quest to rescue five enchanted sisters, they never guess at the carnal adventures that lie in store for them. Sure, they’re willing to do whatever it takes to save a lady in distress… But who knew saving the universe would be so much fun! Hang on to your hats boys and girls, men and metal! Rhyannon Byrd’s Magick Man, Colin McKendrick, teams up with Madison Hayes’ Kingdom Heroes in the most extraordinary sexual fantasy of all time. Colin, Dye and a resurrected Warrik will cross the star-spun universe to battle ultimate evil and rescue the sisters of the goddess Andarta. If they succeed, Warrik will get a renewed subscription to life along with every man’s dream…everlasting head. What’s at stake you may ask? Everything. In this erotic escapade, all that stands between humanity and the end of the world are these three Alpha Romeos and a vibrator. Yes. A vibrator. We can’t explain. You’ll just have to read the story to learn whether Warrik gets his everlasting head…or if a certain matter of the heart sends this sexy-as-sin warrior on a nosedive straight into love. Note: Alpha Romeos was previously titled The Quest and was available as a free read at the authors' group site. |
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Excerpt “So you’ve got a sword that knows how to talk.” Colin reached down to heft up his new backpack—a gift from the meddling goddess. She’d left it with him last night. As yet, he'd been too pissed to investigate Andarta’s gift, but the heavy weight made him suddenly wonder just what in hell the lady had actually left him. “And does it know, as well, when to shut up?” he asked distractedly, beginning to swinging the backpack to his side, where he could reach the top. He’d only just touched the fastening, when the sword shot forward to stroke his chin upward. “Yeah,” it said in a voice like the whisper of chain mail. “I know when to put it away, McKendrick. What about you?” The backpack forgotten, Colin’s wrist shot upward in an arc to slam against the blade’s threatening edge, but the shimmering length of metal never moved. Instead, the steel riffed through the thick leather of his jacket sleeve and nipped at his wrist. His violent green gaze narrowed on the blond at the other end of the sword. “Get your bloody weapon out o’ my face before I blast you on your ass,” he warned with fire. Calmly, the blond shook his head. “It’s not me. It’s Bash.” Slowly he opened his fingers. The sword hovered on the air an instant before it dropped to clang on the stone floor. On its way there, it shouted a long, virulent volley of abuse. Grinning down at the steel on the ground, the giant stuck out his hand and grasped Colin's arm. “Warrik,” he announced strongly. “Late of the Khallic Kingdom.” “Very late,” the other man added agreeably. Colin frowned at the redhead then at the man who grasped his forearm. “The skinny redhead, here, is Dye.” “Die?” “That’s right,” Dye supplied, holding forward his hand. “And while I may not be built like the thick end of a barrel plug, at least I’m not dead.” Colin lifted one eyebrow. “I’m Dye,” the man told him then nodded sideways at Warrik. “And he’s dead.” Colin opened his mouth, the demand for an explanation on the tip of his tongue, but the door to the cell was suddenly absent and Andarta stood in the room. “We must hurry,” she announced. At the goddess’s words, Warrik stooped to sweep Bash off the ground. Deftly, he slotted the steel back into its sheath as their surroundings faded and were replaced by those of Andarta’s brightly lit, glossily finished bedroom. “You’ve met Colin,” she stated brusquely, then rushed on with her instructions. “I’ve opened a door that will take you to my sisters. Half sisters,” she corrected herself quickly. “I can’t tell you how important this mission is. My sisters’ release is vital to both your worlds’ futures since your planets exist in parallel realities.” Colin nodded. His two companions stared at him an instant. Then, quickly adopting intelligent expressions, they followed his lead and nodded too. “Who’s holding them captive?” Colin asked. “I can’t tell you that. I don’t know. It’s an outside power I’m not familiar with. I can only tell you that my sisters must be under some incredibly powerful curses, and that each of them must be different. The same enchantment couldn’t possibly hold all of my sisters, as each of them has varying abilities and powers. I will tell you this. My sisters couldn’t have been cursed without hearing the spell with their own ears, so each of them should be able to tell you about the curse that binds her. “But let me give you some history. My half sisters are the product of a union between my father and a little Kelty hussy named Branwen. If you ask her, she’ll tell you she’s the goddess of love and beauty.” Andarta snorted. “In fact, Branwen is the goddess of lust. I've no doubt that my sisters’ captor will use this against them.” “Meaning?” Dye prompted. “Most like, the women will have to be satisfied before their curses are lifted.” “Satisfied?” the three men echoed together. She nodded. “Sexually satisfied.” The weighty words charged the room with a heavy expectancy. Colin’s green gaze narrowed on the goddess. “Why us?” He glanced at his companions. “Why’d you pick us for this little rescue effort?” Andarta’s expression was wry. “I needed some…Romeos. Some Alpha Romeos. Men who are fighters as well as lovers. Men who are quick, sharp, strong and have a lot going for them under the hood.” |
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