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March 19, 2019
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Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
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Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
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Choosing Chuckles Releases!
Woot!
Choosing Chuckles has released!
I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
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March 14, 2019
Interviewed At Everyday Fangirl
Patty Hammond has interviewed me at her online home. Here’s a snippet…
“Patty: Do the names of the characters in your novel have some sort of significance or importance to you? If so, give a few examples…
Cynthia Sax: I named the heroine of Choosing Chuckles Bettina as a nod to Simone Micheline Bodin aka Bettina. She was considered to be one of the first supermodels and was best known for her beauty, but she was much more than that. She was a designer, a poet and a composer.
Like the supermodel, Bettina, my heroine, is viewed by some beings as merely a pretty face, but she is much more than that. She designs jewelry (not clothes), has honorable, worthy, secret goals that have nothing to do with her beauty.”
Read the entire interview here: https://everydayfangirl.wordpress.com/2019/03/14/interview-with-author-cynthia-sax/
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Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
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March 10, 2019
Choosing Chuckles – Final Scene Of The First Chapter
Choosing Chuckles, the next cyborg romance, releases on March 19th (It is available for pre-order now). While we wait, I’m sharing the first chapter.
Read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2019/02/18/choosing-chuckles-first-scene-of-the-first-chapter/
This week, I’m sharing the final scene of that first chapter.
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His female glanced downward. Her gaze shifted from right to
left.
The image of a viewscreen reflected off a panel behind her.
Chuckles expanded that image, flipped it to read the words.
No visual. Big. Warrior. Can’t track the signal. Abandon
this, Bait.
Bettina’s chin firmed for a heartbeat. Then she smiled up at
the recording device, at Chuckles, and his heart malfunctioned, stopping for a
moment and restarting.
“I’ve been alone for so long.” She continued her deception.
Satisfaction flared inside him. His lying little human had
deliberately disobeyed the messenger’s orders, refusing to abandon her ploy.
She wanted to meet with him as much as he wanted to meet with her.
“I don’t have any credits to pay for repairs, but maybe we
can work out other arrangements.” Her hands lowered to her rounded stomach. Her
hips were wide, his female built for a D Model like himself. “Would you like
that, Chuckles?”
She was offering to breed with him. “Yes.” He would like
that.
But he doubted her words were genuine. He suspected she made
that proposal to every male who answered her fake distress call.
“Then you’ll help me?” She batted her eyelashes. “Alone?
It’ll be just the two of us, right? I’m shy.”
Chuckles stifled his snort. There was nothing shy about her.
She was the most brazen being he had ever encountered.
“It will be just the two of us.” He wouldn’t sweep anyone
else into her trap. “I’ll come for you.”
“Oh, you will come for me.” Her voice coiled around his
cock, gripping him in the most sensual of holds. “I’ll ensure that.” Bettina
was referring to breeding again, issuing promises his foolish body believed.
“I’m sending you my coordinates.” She tapped her fingertips against the
viewscreen. “I’ll see you, all of you, soon, Chuckles.” She laughed.
The transmission ended.
“I thought cyborgs couldn’t lie.” Captain’s female broke the
silence. “You implied you’d meet with her.”
“I am meeting with her.” Chuckles placed his hands on the
console before him and pushed himself to his feet, his knee screaming with
pain. “I require one of the shuttle crafts, Captain.”
Captain’s female and all of the warriors gazed at him.
“You don’t need a shuttle craft, Chuckles.” Captain’s female
spaced her words far apart, speaking to him as though his processors were
malfunctioning. “You were right. It’s a trap.”
“I’m aware it’s a trap.” He hadn’t veered from his original
assessment of the situation. “Everything she said was a lie. Her every movement
was manufactured, cleverly designed to lure unwitting males to their doom. Even
her hair is false. I will never trust my female.” That disappointed Chuckles,
yet it didn’t surprise him. He trusted few beings. “But I will retrieve her.”
“Your female,” Captain repeated.
Captain’s female’s mouth fell open.
“You, the most cynical bag of bolts in the universe, are
paired with the most colorful female we’ve ever encountered.” Truth, that
foolish warrior, laughed, his entire body shaking with mirth.
Chuckles’ lips flattened. He was glad someone was amused,
because he certainly wasn’t. Other warriors had honorable females. He had
Bettina, if that was truly her name, a being skilled in deception.
She was colorful. Truth was correct about that. Chuckles
looked at her image. Once, after a rainstorm, he’d seen an arc of colors in the
sky above the battlefield. The sight had given him a deep sense of happiness
before the feeling disappeared, never to be seen again.
Bettina was like that arc, as stunningly beautiful and as inconstant,
a vision a warrior could admire but couldn’t count on or predict.
“She could have a good reason for trapping beings.”
Captain’s female recovered from the shock of his revelation. “I had good
reasons for hacking into Vector’s transmissions.” She exchanged a fond look
with Captain.
“She doesn’t have a good reason.” Chuckles held no illusions
about his female. “It’s a ploy to gather credits.” She was either holding her
rescuers for ransom or relieving them of whatever wealth they had on their
forms.
“She could have a noble use for those credits.” Captain’s
female clung to her positive view of Bettina.
“I doubt that.” He shook his head, his expectations of her
and of life low. “I will uncover her plans when I meet with her.”
“I shouldn’t authorize that action.” Captain looked grave.
“You’re knowingly walking into a trap, risking your freedom and your lifespan.”
Chuckles knew exactly what he was risking. His female, a
being with no honor, had the ability to destroy him.
But the alternative was an endless lifespan of solitude,
with no female, no offspring. An image of Future, Captain and Captain’s
female’s newly manufactured son, filled his processors and a wave of wanting
swept over him.
“She’s my female.” Chuckles would risk everything to secure
her.
The warriors around him nodded, silently agreeing with his
decision.
“I’ll go with you.” Truth stood.
The warrior would voluntarily walk into a trap to assist
him. Chuckles was temporarily struck silent by the offer. Truth was a brave
warrior. He was honored to serve with him.
But he wouldn’t risk the cyborg’s freedom. “I do this
alone.”
Truth opened his mouth.
“If she captures me and I can’t escape, I’ll call on you.”
He made that compromise. “Keep your transmission lines open.”
“They’ll be open.” Truth’s head dipped.
“I’ll search the databases for information on your female.”
Captain’s female’s fingers already tapped against her private viewscreen. She
was skilled at uncovering data. “Have faith in her, Chuckles. Give her a
chance.”
Chuckles grunted. He didn’t have faith in very many
beings.
“You can have any ship in the docking bay.” Captain gave him
the authorization he needed to leave. “Take weapons and any other resources you
require to succeed in your mission.”
They were supporting him in his foolish quest. That humbled
him and firmed his resolve.
Chuckles hobbled toward the doors. He would retrieve his
treacherous female, capture her using whatever means were necessary.
And he would never let her go.
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Choosing Chuckles_ebookx2_300dpi (1)Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
Pre-order Now:
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https://www.amazon.com/Choosing-Chuckles-Cyborg-Space-Exploration-ebook/dp/B07MXQ13WS
Amazon UK:
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Dark Cure – One Of The Best Books Of 2018
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A warrior seeking forever faces a medic living in the moment.
Gisella, the Refuge’s medic, is dedicated to her role. She doesn’t have the space in her lifespan for love, a mate, or children. Healing is her entire focus.
But she’s also a female in her prime. She has needs, wants, cravings…especially for a scarred, long-haired barbarian warrior temporarily residing in the settlement. One fierce, soul-blasting, passion-filled encounter is all she is willing to give him before she returns to her duties.
Oghul, a Chamele Warlord’s Second-In-Command, has waited his entire lifespan to find his gerel, the being fated to be his. He’s thrilled to discover she wants him as savagely as he yearns for her.
His little human medic appeals to his primitive possessive side. Greatly. He wants to stamp his ownership all over her bountiful curves, take her back to his home planet, claim his fiery female permanently.
When Carinae E’s solitary sun rises, two determined beings with very different desires find their lifespans entwined. Their battle for emotional supremacy will span systems and alter destinies.
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March 5, 2019
Talking Aliens, Cyborgs and Mardi Gras at SFR Brigade
I’m at the SFR Brigade today, talking about aliens, cyborgs and Mardi Gras.
Here’s a snippet…
“Aliens can be themselves in New Orleans today. Their blue skin or antennas or extra body parts will be assumed to be part of their costumes. A ship might be viewed as a float, an elaborate prop. As Mardi Gras in New Orleans attracts humans from all over the world, the aliens can speak their home planet’s language and not be noticed.”
Read the entire post here: https://sfrcontests.blogspot.com/2019/03/aliens-cyborgs-and-mardi-gras-by.html
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Choosing Chuckles_ebookx2_300dpi (1)Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
Pre-order Now:
Amazon US:
https://www.amazon.com/Choosing-Chuckles-Cyborg-Space-Exploration-ebook/dp/B07MXQ13WS
Amazon UK:
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Choosing-Chuckles-Cyborg-Space-Exploration-ebook/dp/B07MXQ13WS
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March 3, 2019
Choosing Chuckles – Third Scene Of The First Chapter
Choosing Chuckles, the next cyborg romance, releases on March 19th (It is available for pre-order now). While we wait, I’m sharing the first chapter.
Read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2019/02/18/choosing-chuckles-first-scene-of-the-first-chapter/
This week, I’m sharing the third scene of that first chapter.
***
Fraggin’ hole. He’d found his female, the one being
genetically compatible with him, and not only was she human, the most
untrustworthy of all species in the universe, but she was a blatant deceiver.
“It’s a trap.” Chuckles stated that obvious truth. His
female was luring beings in, seeking to profit from them in some way.
“It is a recording,” Captain’s female admitted. “But it
seems to have been sent from a shuttle craft.”
She put the vessel’s location on the main viewscreen also.
His female was close, less than a planet rotation of travel
away from him. Chuckles leaned forward, unable to take his gaze off the still
image of her beautiful face, intrigued despite his misgivings.
“We could communicate with her, concealing our transmission
location,” North suggested.
“Dissent could communicate with her.” Captain’s female
studied the J Model. “He looks almost human. I could doctor his image, remove
his model number. No one would know he was a cyborg.”
That was not happening. “I am communicating with her,”
Chuckles announced. No other male was speaking with his female.
All heads turned in his direction. Captain’s female and the
males stared at him. Doc, the ship’s medic, held up a handheld. The cyborg was
scanning him, looking for damage.
Chuckles glowered back at them. “That’s my role.” He was the
Communications Officer.
“She’ll take one look at you and realize you’re a cyborg.”
Captain pointed that out to him.
That was true. Chuckles was an earlier model, had the gray
skin, brilliant blue eyes of his kind. His deceitful female would know he was a
cyborg.
“If Dissent communicates with her—”
“I’m communicating with her.” Chuckles barked. “That’s
non-negotiable.”
What the frag are you doing, fellow D Model? Truth asked him
through a private transmission line. You don’t use phrases like non-negotiable
with the Captain. He’ll toss you off the ship.
Captain’s jaw was clenched.
Chuckles’ processors whirred. “We’ll block my image,
Captain. If she legitimately requires assistance, lack of a visual shouldn’t
dissuade her from accepting it.”
He was retrieving her whether it was a trick or not.
Chuckles had already decided that. He’d capture her and lock her in his
chamber. Permanently. He’d ensure her lies and deception didn’t harm any other
being ever again.
Captain narrowed his eyes at Chuckles. That response didn’t
bode well.
“Chuckles is right.” Captain’s female, unexpectedly, came to
his defense. “That will tell us immediately if her distress call is a ruse.”
She winked at Chuckles, like they shared a secret.
Chuckles frowned back at her, not processing what that
secret was.
Captain looked at his female and then at Chuckles.
“Chuckles, you can communicate with her.” He authorized that action. “Make the
necessary arrangements.”
That took mere moments. Captain’s female assisted with
hiding the transmission trail. Chuckles blocked his image.
Then he hailed his female, his heart pounding. Small talk,
that useless exchange of non-essential information humans seemed to enjoy,
wasn’t his strength. His female’s distress message had been chatty. She’d want
words from him.
“Hello. Hi.” His female appeared on the screen, disregarding
all hailing conventions.
Her multi-colored hair was now pulled into one bundle on the
top of her head. Her flight suit was bright pink. A matching strip of fabric
encircled her neck. Small pink stones decorated it, adding the sparkle she
seemed to like.
“Is someone there? Please tell me you’re there.” She clasped
her hands, her eyes wide with feigned concern. “Please. Please answer me. I’m
alone and so very scared.”
Her act was over the top. Did she think beings were that
stupid? “This is Chuckles.” He scrubbed all emotion from his voice. “Do you
require assistance?”
“Chuckles. Ohhh…that’s a great name.” She placed one of her
hands over her even more prominently displayed breasts, her curves one jiggle
away from escaping her flight suit. “So different. So”—she blew out her
breath—“male.”
Chuckles envisioned her pursed lips wrapped around his cock
and his need for her escalated, drumming at him, a primal beat repeating “Mine.
Mine. Mine.” over and over.
But he was a cyborg—part human, part machine—and his lust
for her hadn’t disconnected his processors. His female was playing the role of
temptress, was using her powers of seduction as a weapon against him.
“Do you require assistance?” He repeated his question.
“I can’t see you, Chuckles.” She said his name as though she
found release merely forming the syllables.
That appealed to him. He shifted in his seat, his body armor
uncomfortably tight.
“And I want to see you.” She squeezed her breasts together,
deepening the valley between them. “I want to put a face to your sexy voice.”
This female is too much. Truth laughed through the
transmission lines.
Chuckles glared at him. No one should be speaking about his
female. “I’m unable to send you a visual.” Because she was a lying deceitful
human and might use the information to damage him and his brethren. “Is that an
issue?”
“Of course not.” The female played with the lapels of her
flight suit, drawing attention to the sparkling skin displayed there. If
Chuckles hadn’t been a cyborg, capable of moving his gaze quickly, he might
have missed the flicker of uncertainty in her blue eyes.
The female didn’t like not having a visual. She wanted to
see who she was trapping, preferred to have that information to prepare for his
arrival.
While he found her treachery abhorrent, he approved of her
caution.
“What is your name, female?” A name would aid him when he
searched the databases for her.
Not that she would give him her real name.
“My name’s Bettina.” Her eyes widened a fraction as though
that statement had caught her by surprise. “But you can call me Baby.” Her
eyelashes fluttered.
Chuckles frowned. Why would he refer to her as a human
offspring?
“You sound like a big male, Chuckles.” She purred that
observation. “Are you big?” Her tongue, small and pink and enticing, glided
over her bottom lip. “All over?”
“Yes.” Being an early model cyborg, he was much larger than
the tallest human male. Every part of him was proportional.
“I like that.” Bettina touched the swell of her breasts
again. “You talk like a warrior, all decisive and grrr…” He wasn’t certain what
that sexy growl meant but the sound excited his already highly stimulated form.
“Are you a warrior?”
“Yes.” Chuckles wasn’t the warrior he once was, but he could
defeat any human. He could protect her if that was needed.
Read the next installment (Available March 11th): http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=6780
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Choosing Chuckles_ebookx2_300dpi (1)Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
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February 24, 2019
Choosing Chuckles – Second Scene Of The First Chapter
Choosing Chuckles, the next cyborg romance, releases on March 19th (It is available for pre-order now). While we wait, I thought I’d share the first chapter.
Read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2019/02/18/choosing-chuckles-first-scene-of-the-first-chapter/
This week, I’m sharing the second scene of that first chapter.
***
“Raise the shields.” Captain wasn’t as amused by the
situation.
“Raising shields.” North complied with that order. “Are we
activating the weapons system also, Captain?”
Would they shoot down a ship containing fellow cyborgs?
Even Chuckles was uncomfortable with that prospect. The
warriors could be completing a secret mission for the cyborg council. Or they
might have another reason for their silence and deception. There were too many
unknown variables.
“We don’t fire on them unless they fire at us first.”
Captain must have been uncomfortable with that drastic course of action also.
“They’re raising their shields.” North informed them.
Chuckles expected that response. Not raising their shields
would put the unidentified cyborgs at a disadvantage. No warrior would allow
that to happen.
“If the freighter
continues on its course, it will soon exit our territory.” Truth indicated the
trajectory on the main viewscreen. “The cyborgs are skilled at flying and their
vessel can match our top speed. We won’t catch up to them, can’t block their
escape…unless we take extreme measures.”
The daredevil D Model wanted to take those measures.
Chuckles heard that in his voice. The male would get them all killed.
His gaze shifted to Captain’s female. Her mostly human form
was fragile and he had deemed himself responsible for protecting her.
He’d push her into an escape pod before putting her at risk.
“We are not taking extreme measures.” Captain’s decision
made Chuckles’ plan unnecessary. “Follow the freighter.”
“Understood, Captain.” Truth leaned forward.
The Reckless shadowed the freighter. The distance between
the two vessels didn’t increase but it also didn’t decrease.
They wouldn’t catch their target, and they were quickly
approaching the edge of the sector.
“Don’t pursue them past the border.” Captain added that
restriction.
Everyone, including Captain’s female, looked at their
leader. To detect a possible enemy and not confront him was not the cyborg way.
“We’re not officially patrolling the fringes of our sector.”
Captain reminded them.
The cyborg council had stripped them of their formal roles
in the fleet, based on a minor infraction. That was why the Reckless was
positioned on the outskirts and not guarding the smaller,
more-critical-to-protect border around their Homeland.
“Using lethal force to stop our own kind from leaving the
space isn’t an option for us.”
The captain was right. There was a high probability Power,
the head of the cyborg council, would reprimand them severely for that action.
Chuckles didn’t trust the E Model. At all. Power made the
decisions he processed as being right for all of the cyborgs, not taking
individual wants and needs and intentions into consideration.
He could deem them to be a threat, authorize other ships to
blow up the Reckless, killing everyone on board.
His gaze flicked again to Captain’s female.
“We’re letting them go, Captain?” Truth raised his eyebrows.
“They’re not responding to our hails, have modified their freighter, adding
guns. They must be planning to use those weapons.”
“They’re planning to use those weapons outside our sector.”
Captain jutted his jaw, not moving on his stance. “The primary mission of the
Reckless and all of the warriors on board this ship is to ensure every cyborg
within our territory remains alive and free. That is our priority.”
Cyborgs had fought hard to escape their human masters. They
had struggled and killed and made heart-wrenching sacrifices to reach the
Homeland, a planet they had claimed as theirs. Many of their brethren hadn’t
survived.
Their freedom was to be protected at all costs. Every
warrior, including Chuckles, would agree with that.
But ending the chase without confronting, without even
identifying the cyborgs in the freighter, was fraggin’ exasperating. Chuckles’
fingers curled into tight fists, his systems wanting a more satisfying
resolution to the encounter.
They wouldn’t get one. The Reckless stopped at the border,
remaining inside the sector…barely. The freighter and its occupants exited
cyborg-controlled space, quickly moving out of range of their monitoring system,
taking the answers he sought with them.
“They might return using the same route.” Hope lilted
Truth’s voice.
“We’ll be here waiting for them, if they do return.”
Captain’s face was hard. “Our patrol zone has decreased, warriors.” He marked
their new perimeters on the main viewscreen. “This is the territory we’re now
responsible for guarding.”
It was small and devoid of planets, other ships, and
lifeforms.
If the freighter didn’t re-enter cyborg space soon, everyone
on the Reckless would expire from frustration and boredom. Chuckles massaged
his knee.
Moments passed. No one said a word.
“There’s a distress call originating in the next sector.”
Captain’s female broke the silence. “We could respond to that while we wait.”
Like the rest of the beings on board the Reckless, she
preferred to take action.
“Why are you monitoring communications in the next sector?”
Captain asked the question Chuckles was processing.
She shrugged her shoulders, not giving them an answer. “I’m
putting the distress call on the main viewscreen.”
The interior of a small shuttle craft was displayed. A human
female looked into the recording device and the probability Chuckles would
expire from boredom was abruptly reduced to 0.0000 percent.
His jaw dropped. The female’s hair was bright blue and pink,
the tendrils gathered into two bunches of hair on opposite sides of her head.
Her lips were the same unusual combination of colors. Her eyelashes were
inhumanly long and thick. Pink crystals hung from her ears.
His gaze lowered. Her pink flight suit was partially
unfastened, displaying a mouth-drying abundance of cleavage. Her white breasts
sparkled.
The female was curvy. All over.
“Help. I need help.” Her husky voice hardened his cock, his
tip pressing against the confines of his body armor. “I was on my way home and
my ship stopped moving.” She stroked the tops of her breasts. Her fingernails
matched her lips and hair. “I don’t know how to fix it.” The female pouted.
“I’m all alone and I have no idea what to do. If you hear this, please contact
me.”
Read the next installment (Available March 4th): http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=6777
***
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Choosing Chuckles_ebookx2_300dpi (1)Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
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February 18, 2019
Choosing Chuckles – First Scene Of The First Chapter
Choosing Chuckles, the next cyborg romance, releases on March 19th (It is available for pre-order now). While we wait, I thought I’d share the first chapter.
This week, I’m sharing the first scene of that first chapter.
***
Chapter One
Chuckles hated humans. All of them.
Captain’s female wasn’t an exception to that stance. He
placed two nourishment bars and a container of beverage on the console she
shared with her male. After bonding with the captain and manufacturing their
offspring, she was no longer 100.0000 percent human.
That meant she was…tolerable.
Chuckles paused for a moment, perusing the selection before
him. He then opened the packaging around one of the nourishment bars. It was
Captain’s female’s favorite flavor. She’d choose that nourishment bar to eat
first.
Are you planning to chew it for her too? Trust, a fellow D
Model cyborg, teased over a private transmission line.
Frag off. Chuckles scowled at his never serious friend.
Someone had to supply the nourishment and beverage for the
female, and Captain was busy, commanding their ship, the Reckless. Their
current mission was to ensure no unauthorized vessels crossed the border they
patrolled, since that would jeopardize the safety of every fraggin’ being
within their sector.
Chuckles’ gaze remained on Truth. Some beings didn’t process
that.
He limped back to his seat, dragging his left booted foot
behind him. His leg was permanently damaged. No one, not even Doc, the ship’s
skilled medic, could repair his malfunctioning limb.
If Chuckles had remained under Humanoid Alliance control,
the humans would have deemed him not worth saving. They would have
decommissioned him, raiding his form for parts before killing him in the most
horrific way possible.
He lowered into his chair, forcing his leg to bend. Pain
shot along the limb, stressing his processors.
Chuckles was no longer a slave to his human manufacturers.
He and his brethren had escaped.
Some of those cyborgs would also view him as being
defective.
Captain entered the bridge. The big C Model carried his
female in his arms. Future, their newly manufactured offspring, was training
this shift and didn’t accompany them.
Chuckles rubbed his aching knee.
Captain didn’t perceive him as being defective. The male
claimed his seat on the bridge, setting his no-longer-human female on his lap.
He didn’t make any allowances for Chuckles’ malfunction, holding him to the
same high standard he demanded of all beings on board his ship.
Chuckles respected that.
Captain’s female touched the opened nourishment bar on the
console. Her head turned toward Chuckles and she met his gaze. Her lips lifted
into a small smile.
Chuckles frowned back at her. Why was she looking at him
like that?
It was a nourishment bar, for frag’s sake. He left two of
them for her every planet rotation. It was nothing to get excited about.
“There’s a ship approaching.” North, Captain’s
second-in-command, redirected his attention to the main viewscreen.
A red dot appeared on the edge of the terrain they
monitored. It flashed once and then disappeared, the ship quickly moving out of
range.
“Hail the vessel.” Captain straightened in his seat, forcing
his female to do the same. “And follow it.”
Chuckles hailed the vessel. There was no immediate response.
“Following the ship, Captain.” Truth grinned, placing his hands
on the viewscreen embedded in the console before him. “Finally, we have some
excitement.”
They abruptly changed course. The engines growled and the
floor tiles vibrated under Chuckles’ booted feet as the warship accelerated.
Their target’s speed increased also, the vessel skimming
along the border of Reckless’ monitoring range.
That had to be intentional. Chuckles frowned. The beings on
board the ship were deliberately trying to avoid detection.
“They’re running from us, Captain.” Truth’s voice was edged
with glee. His friend was enjoying the chase.
Chuckles wasn’t as thrilled with their opponent’s response.
He didn’t trust them to adhere to the rules of engagement, to behave honorably.
“They’re not answering the hail, Captain.”
“Don’t lose them.” Captain’s tone was dark and disapproving.
“And continue trying to communicate with them.”
Chuckles wouldn’t stop hailing the ship, but the probability
anyone would respond was 5.2596 percent. That number lowered with every passing
moment.
“They’re flying a freighter.” Captain’s female enlarged an
image of the ship on the main viewscreen. “It must be modified. According to
the specs, they’re surpassing their top speed.”
“Freighters aren’t manufactured with hidden gun ports
either.” Dissent highlighted the weapons hidden on the ship. The J Model could
have been the captain of his own battle station, yet had chosen to serve on the
Reckless.
“Lifeform scans indicate three cyborgs on board.” North
surprised Chuckles with that revelation.
“There are no transmissions originating from the freighter.”
He monitored all public communications on the cyborg-only lines.
Their kind tended to transmit constantly, sharing
information and experiences with millions of their brethren. That was one of
their strengths.
“Are the lifeform scanners malfunctioning?” Captain proposed
an explanation for the silence.
“I ran a systems check. The lifeform scanners are fully
functional, Captain.” North rejected that possibility.
“The cyborgs are hiding from us.” Captain’s female, a master
of evasion, voiced the scenario Chuckles deemed most likely.
He trusted very few beings and these cyborgs were unknown to
him. They had also hidden the true function of their ship, disguising a vessel
designed for war as a ship manufactured to convey supplies.
Deception was very seldom utilized to benefit others. Its
primary function was to harm.
The pain in his knee was a constant reminder of that.
The Reckless shifted hard to the right. The container of
liquid Chuckles had placed on Captain’s female’s console toppled over, rolling
forward on the bridge.
“They won’t lose me.” Truth, that illogical cyborg, laughed.
Read the next installment (Available February 25th): http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=6773
***
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Choosing Chuckles_ebookx2_300dpi (1)Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
Pre-order Now:
Amazon US:
https://www.amazon.com/Choosing-Chuckles-Cyborg-Space-Exploration-ebook/dp/B07MXQ13WS
Amazon UK:
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Choosing-Chuckles-Cyborg-Space-Exploration-ebook/dp/B07MXQ13WS
Apple/iTunes:
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https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/918618
