Never thought this day would get here but so close! Mark your calendars. May 21 is the release date for REQUIEM on Amazon! Link for Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/DegNara-Book-Four-P-Parker-ebook/dp/B09176ZDC8/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1620676077&sr=8-3
Print copies are already available! Link:
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Excerpt:
Both
excited and sad, Cam stared out the viewing screen, watching and waiting for
the rebel techs’ arrival. She looked forward to being back with the team but leaving
Joss—and Ashyr—filled her with melancholy and deep-seated loss. Joss was her
best friend and Ashyr, well, Ashyr had carved out a place in her heart. Not
that he knew he had, but she knew. Just thinking about leaving and possibly
never seeing him again caused her heart to ache.
Why
do I care! She’d barely seen him since they arrived at the Mogishada fleet
several cycles ago, mostly passing in the hall or catching brief sights of him
across the way in the immense cafeteria. He was avoiding her and she couldn’t
understand why.
She leaned against the viewing pane,
relishing the coolness against her forehead, the action centering her and
easing somewhat the dismal direction of her thoughts.
I
should be ecstatic! Not down and disheartened. Being back with the rebels
where she belonged was a good thing. What she wanted. She’d keep busy,
involved. Work up a good sweat and go to bed, too tired to dream about what
might have been. Ashyr was a pirate and he had no real affiliations other than
those loose connections with others of his kind. Mooning over him wasn’t doing
her a damn bit of good.
So
why did it hurt so much?
“Ashyr’s
looking for you.” Thrall’s husky voice startled her from her reverie.
She leaned back, fingers rubbing the
faint moisture from her brow. “Why?”
He shrugged. “Didn’t say. Just said
if I saw you to let you know he wanted to speak to you.”
That familiar thrill of anticipation
coursed through her veins. It also irritated her that the mere mention of his
name set her female parts thrumming.
“And I’m supposed to just jump when
he snaps his fingers?” She spun on her heels, planning to escape.
He caught her arm before she could
move away. “He wants to talk to you about something. I don’t know what but
maybe it’s important.”
Important?
What could be important now that the Mogishada had the kraebek? That was the
only reason he was here! Against her better judgment, her innate curiosity
kicked in. Didn’t hurt to at least find out what he wanted.
“It’d better be important,” she muttered.
“Where do I find him?”
Thrall spoke into his wrist com. “I
found her. She wants to know where you want to meet.”
Ashyr’s voice clicked on. “I’ll meet
her at her quarters.”
Cam slanted a glance in Thrall’s
direction. “Does he even know where my quarters are?”
“I do,” Ashyr’s voice replied. “Meet
me there in five.”
Thrall’s fingers slid across the
wrist com, ending the connection. His lips curved in a slight grin as he
studied her stormy features. “Relax! It could be something good.”
“Meet me there in five,” she
snipped, mimicking Ashyr’s voice. “Like I’m holding my breath and just waiting
for him to call.”
In all actuality, she was, but no
reason for him to know that. Wasn’t like she had anything better to do anyway.
Thrall waved one hand as he strode
away. “Do yourself a favor and be nice.”
“I’m always nice,” she protested.
“Most of the time anyway.”
She caught his derisive snort as he
rounded the corner.
Jerk!
She could be nice. Very nice if the situation warranted but Ashyr hadn’t been
the easiest guy to get along with.
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