Alliance

Title: Alliance

Author: Aubrie Dionne

Series: Paradise Reclaimed #3

Genre: Young Adult fantasy

Release Date: January 31, 2014

“Saving him meant saving her colony…”

Lyra Bryan has been saving people her whole life from a chick in the ventilation pipes to her mentally ill brother when his mind drifts back to Old Earth. She meets her match when she finds a gorgeous alien man aboard the arachnid ship. Captured after a failed attempt to save his people, his spirit is broken, craving only vengeance. To save her colony, Lyra must save his body and soul.

Lyra’s lifemate, Tauren, is jealous of her obsession with the alien man and will do anything in his power to break them apart. While they travel to the arachnid’s home world to defeat the mother brain once and for all, they must set aside their differences and work as a team. But, can Tauren be trusted?

Other books in the series:
 
Colonization, book #1

Reconnaissance, book #2
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EXCERPT
Chapter
One
Empty
Bed
The scar burned between
my breasts. Would I ever feel whole again? I smoothed my fingers over the
fabric of my uniform, where the sunburst blossomed red and pink on my skin. My
other hand traced the exotic, inky patterns on the alien man’s face lying on
the examination bed beside me. Only he could understand my pain. We’d both been
cocooned on that wretched alien ship, waiting to die.
“Lyra, you have to
leave him. The ceremony’s in twenty minutes.” Tauren stood with his arms
crossed over his broad chest. A forehead worthy of an Old Earth cave man hung
over his little, beady eyes as he stared with suspicion. “Don’t you want your
medal?”
Behind me, monitors
beeped with a steady, abnormally slow heart rate. A line fluctuating on a graph
showed unprecedented brain activity. My ward dreamed. What of, I wasn’t sure:  star systems I’d never seen, or maybe his
home planet. My fingers traced his shimmery golden skin, soft and smooth except
for the calluses on the underside of his palm and the hard ripped abs
underneath the sheets–not that I’d peeked. For an alien, he looked more like a
demigod or one of those statues of roman warriors from Old Earth.
I brushed back a strand
of cobalt hair from his eyes and tucked in the bed sheets. “I don’t care about
medals.”
Tauren lurched toward
me and grabbed my wrist like I was his toy kite that had drifted too far on the
wind. His fingernails dug into my skin. “What do you care about?” His voice was
hoarse, his smudge-brown eyes desperate.
My thoughts wandered to
the alien man. I hadn’t even spoken to him or learned his name. When I first
saw him, wrapped in the arachnids’ cocoon aboard their metallic ship, my
emotions ignited. Far from his home, he lay in stasis, trapped until the
arachnids drained his body of life. I’d been in the same position until Nova
saved me.
I had to save him. 


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About the Author

Aubrie grew up watching the original Star Wars movies over and over again until she could recite and reenact every single scene in her backyard. She also loved The Goonies, Star Trek the Next Generation-favorite character was Data by far-, and Indiana Jones. But, her all time favorite movie was The Last Unicorn. She still wonders why the unicorn decided to change back to a unicorn in the end.

Aubrie wrote in her junior high yearbook that she wanted to be “A concert flutist” when she grew up. When she made that happen, she decided one career was not enough and embarked as a fantasy, sci fi author. Two careers seems to keep her busy. For now.

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