by Gail Koger
GENRE: Sci Fi-Romance Comedy
When she was barely eight, Mayhem’s berserker powers surfaced and wherever she went, pandemonium soon followed. To teach her control, and keep her from destroying the known universe, her fathers started a training program tailored to Mayhem’s unique talents. Now she is a formidable bounty hunter.
On her twenty-first birthday, her fathers gift her with her dream vacation, which quickly turns into an unmitigated nightmare. First, she butts heads with a cranky Coletti War Commander. To complete the fiasco, the Shebu, a stone of unfathomable power, is stolen. Now Zarek, the Coletti Overlord, demands she work with the cranky Coletti to retrieve it, or her fathers will be imprisoned on a penal colony. Can her Berserker skills save the galaxy? Can she avoid falling in love with the smokin’ hot War Commander?
Derek grabbed my tee-shirt and yanked me close. “Drop. Your. Shields. Or I will personally take your fathers to the Vesta Penal Colony and have them assigned to work in the mines.”
I head-butted Derek, knocking him back a step. “Over your dead body.”
“You little witch!” Derek lunged for me.
Goddess, he was as fast as Zarek. I ducked under his outstretched arms, wheeled around and Derek vanished.
His mocking laughter echoed in my mind. “You think you can defeat me? I’m three times your size and outweigh you by two hundred pounds.”
“I cheat.” Grabbing the pressure injector Shrek had used on me off a tray, I tripled the dose and waited. My berserker senses flared. Here he came again. I stepped to the left, ducked his swing, and pressed the injector against his side.
“Fuck!” Derek’s arms closed around me as he fell, dragging me down with him. He rolled, pinning me to the floor. “What did you inject me with?
“A tranquilizer. You seem overwrought.”
“You’re going to be a handful,” Derek mumbled, and his eyes closed.
“Hey! Get off me!” I wiggled, squirmed, and heaved, but I couldn’t move the three hundred pounds of dead weight. “Wake up!” I bit Derek’s neck. “Wake up! You’re squashing me.”
Derek began to snore.
About the Author:
I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea what a real emergency is. Take this for example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.” Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am but we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone I took up writing.
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