SNEAK PEEK at The Ruin's Revenge (launching October 19)!
Oct 13, 2023 6:12 pm
Hi !
Happy Friday the 13th! If a black cat crosses your path today, don't forget to pet it.
BOOK NEWS
Your new giant boyfriend is almost here! I’m happy to announce that The Ruin’s Revenge launches IN LESS THAN A WEEK! It will be live on October 19. No preorder yet, so keep a lookout for an announcement from me when the book is available!
I can’t wait for you to meet Alrek and Raina. They are my precious babiessss. She’s a scientist-farmer who’s a little too obsessed with dirt. He’s a 14-foot-tall clan chief who never got over the loss of his fated mate. He hates humans, but try as he might, he can’t quite hate her.
BLURB REVEAL
He’ll ruin realms for her…
Skarr giant Alrek was one of the lucky ones. He had a mate—the very last female of their kind. Now the widowed chief of a dying clan, he has only two hopes for the future: saving as many other species as possible from the same extinction…and exacting revenge on the invasive humans who caused it.
But then she walks into his territory. Tiny. Sweet-smelling. Infuriatingly human.
At first, he just wants her off his land, so he escorts her home. But the more time he spends with the fascinating farmer, the less he can imagine his life without her in it. Can he reconcile his painful past and embrace a former enemy? Or will his need for revenge ruin any chance for love to grow again?
The Ruin’s Revenge is a sweet and steamy size-difference alien romance about a grumpy giant and the tiny, sunshiney human woman who reignites his instincts.
Keep reading for a sneak peek of the story! But first…
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SNEAK PEEK FROM THE RUIN'S REVENGE
[A little context: Raina visited Skarr’s Hand to sell some of her carra root harvest. Alrek decided he was the only one fit to take her back home. Needless to say, he’s grumpy about it.]
“Have fun!” Mimma called after them.
“Fun,” he scoffed as the sky disappeared behind the veil of the forest’s canopy and the temperature abruptly dropped. “Since when is hauling a load of carra up a mountain fun?”
“I think she means on the way down,” Raina offered. She was keeping up with him, barely. Her heart thumped in his ears, and he could smell the perspiration beading on her skin, warming her thawed-earth scent into something headier.
“Since when is spending hours enduring a human’s noise fun?” he snapped, but he slowed his pace. He’d never hear the end of it if she collapsed and he had to take her back to Skarr’s Hand for treatment. Patrek would push him off the mountain, hnefyal or not. Plus, if she wasn’t sweating, maybe her distracting, female scent would stop clinging to the inside of his nostrils and coating his tongue, sending an unwelcome hunger into his guts—and lower, to a part of him he’d thought was asleep for good.
Traitorous thing.
Why did he volunteer for this saltstained task? He couldn’t remember. Something to do with how the other males were treating her. He didn’t want one of them to court her and keep her as a mate, that was it. He didn’t want more humans living in the Hand. It couldn’t have been for her benefit—nor his. He didn’t know her from any other human. They could all sleep with Salaan as far as he was concerned.
Well, maybe excepting his brother’s mate and her sister. They were annoying, but not as awful as he’d come to expect from their species. They cared about the planet and its living creatures, at least. And they made their mates a little less lonely. Night Mother knew, life in the Hand could be lonely, and he didn’t begrudge anyone a companion more responsive than their own hand. Someone to pet and hold, spoil and guard. His cock twitched, remembering what that was like. Or maybe with futile hope.
Traitorous, traitorous thing.
You can read the rest on October 19.
Love,
Sara
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