The fight to eradicate the Tash’Ba breeding stations continues, with spunky Commander Berit Turner and his Nadisc mate, Tom, in the thick of things. Sometimes it seems as though they’ll never locate and destroy them all. And there’s always the fear that the Tash’Ba have something else, something worse—if that’s even possible—lurking ahead.
As if things aren’t bad enough, Berit’s less than stellar past is threatening to bite him in the ass, and they’ve received alarming new information. The Tash’Ba Queen needs to use Earth as a place to hatch the egg of her successor. And if what she says is true, the new Queen will be even more voracious and cruel than her predecessor.
Berit, along with his team—Tom, Carson, Niyara, and Fleur—must do everything in their power to stop her. If they fail, Earth will be lost forever.
I’m so glad we get to see what happens with Tom, Berit and the Tash’Ba. We get to see how they handle fighting the war, traitors, and the answer to some of the questions we had at the end of the first book. I loved seeing Berit come to grips with himself and his wants and needs. By the end it was so wonderful seeing how he wasn’t as afraid to say what he wanted instead of using his snark and smart mouth to get the focus off him. Tom was so amazing in how he takes care of Berit. The scene where Berit asks permission was beautiful. So filled with emotion I got choked up reading it. The ending seemed a little easy. Berit, Tom, and Fleur were able to beat the queen and end the war a little too easily for all of the trouble they had on the breeding stations. However, there is a valid and plausible reason given so it does make sense. Tom and Berit are definitely going to live happily together forever. I’d love to see them meet Berit’s parents and get married in the traditional Nadisc way. But if we don’t ever get to see that, you can be assured these two are going to stay together and love each other forever. I desperately want to see more of Rene and Ylkurt. These two have their own story to tell and I so want to read it.
Four and a half
I’m so excited to have Berit join us today. He gives us a list of things he’ll never do again. The list may be short, but it’s pretty on point for things to avoid in the future. Read and enjoy!
Hello folks! This is Commander Berit Turner, and I’m supposed to share a list of things I’ll never do again. I have no idea why such a list would be interesting to you, but Tom, that’s my lover, uh mate to be precise (he can be a tad nitpicky in that regard), convinced me to give it a shot. No, I’m not telling you how he convinced me, though if you’ve read Breeding Stations you’re probably well aware how he did it. I’m easy like that. Only for him, though!
Where was I? Right, the list. Okay, here we go:
- I’m never setting foot on a strange planet again if there’s the slightest possibility the Tash’Ba have been there. Given, we usually only find out about that after we’ve set foot on the planet, but if I can, I’m going to avoid that.
- I’m never—seriously never in my whole life—going to fight against any kind of Tash’Ba war beast again. No elgoth, peron, mandrox or whatever their name is for me. I’ve seen enough death created by those fucking beasts.
- I’m never going to rile up Tom again to the point he withholds sex again. He’s cruel like that. Sure, he told me the consequences, but I didn’t believe he’d go through with his threat to not put out for three days. Can you believe that? Three days! That’s 72 hours, or 4320 minutes of my life he left me depressed and begging. My heart can’t take such stress!
(All right, I’m a bit over-dramatizing, but you get the idea.)
That’s all I can think of right now. I’m pretty content with my life at the moment, thanks to Tom and my friends.
Veering to the left, I allowed myself a quick glance over my shoulder. Not that I saw any chance of the elgoth having lost interest in me, because those fucking beasts never lost interest once they’d set their sights on prey, but sometimes a new prey might attract them more, which I’d have welcomed right then.
My lungs burned and my leg muscles smarted like hell from running like a rabbit through thick brushes and overgrown ferns. I even zigzagged around. Too bad I couldn’t find a rabbit’s hole to hide in.
I had no idea where Tom, Carson, and the rest of the team were, either.
We’d been separated before—it happened when gigantic Tash’Ba war beasts decided we looked good enough to eat—but I’ve never liked it. No, scratch that. Every time it happened, it put the fear of God in me. A gust of warm breath, mingled with some spittle, sprayed my neck. I squeaked and swerved to the right, vaulting over a stunted tree trunk. Seconds later, wood splinters sped past my head, and I lost my footing on the vibrating ground.
I sprawled facedown in the mud, panic sending bolts of confusing messages through my body. Maybe… maybe if I kept completely still, the elgoth wouldn’t touch me? The first time I’d made the acquaintance of one of these towering forty-foot-tall creatures, Tom had instructed me not to move, because they wouldn’t be able to locate us.
It had worked on Ligador and a couple of other breeding stations, but last time a team member tried this approach, the elgoth had roared and ripped him apart. All Tash’Ba war beasts seemed to be altering their tactics, making them even more unpredictable than before.
The mud around me sloshed, almost causing me to inhale some of it. I suppressed the urge to cough and kept my mouth shut as tight as I’d ever done, even though a whimper threatened to spill over my lips any second.
Another gust of foul breath struck my neck. My hair stood on end, my muscles locked in some kind of rigid stupor. That was it. I’d end my life as a morsel for an elgoth.
A blast echoed from the south, and the beast’s breath vanished from my neck. Gunfire followed the blast, and voices filtered through my terrified haze. They’d run right into the elgoth if I didn’t warn them. But… if I moved, or raised my voice, the elgoth would bite my head off. Literally.
Chris T. Kat lives in the middle of Europe, where she shares a house with her husband of many years and their two children. She stumbled upon the M/M genre by luck and was swiftly drawn into it. She divides her time between work, her family—which includes chasing after escaping horses and lugging around huge instruments such as a harp—and writing. She enjoys a variety of genres, such as mystery/suspense, paranormal, and romance. If there’s any spare time, she happily reads for hours, listens to audiobooks or does cross stitch.
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