Like #Scifi Books? More than 100 #99cents each (Feb 4-5)

Like #Scifi Books? More than 100 #99cents each (Feb 4-5) @kayelleallen

Welcome to a special weekend sale!
More than 100 SciFi books are only 99 cents each.
My featured book is At the Mercy of Her Pleasure.

More than 100 SciFi Books on sale

More than 100 authors (over 100 #scifi books) are promoting their books Saturday and Sunday (February 4-5, 2017) for 99 cents each. Visit this site and across the bottom of the image (shown above) you’ll see icons for the various booksellers (Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Kobo, etc.). Click the one you prefer and the entire list of books is right there, at your fingertips.

My book, At the Mercy of Her Pleasure is a military science fiction romance set in a dystopian world. Its heat level is sweet.
Hired to steal back a prototype taken by the imperial armada, Senth Antonello retrieves it, but his brother is kidnapped to force Senth to surrender the device.
Now he has to rescue his brother, outsmart the armada, and keep the item out of imperial hands. All doable, except for one small problem. He must do it in the company of NarrAy Jorlan, a genetically altered woman whose pheromones could enhance the mission or crumble it into dust with a single siren kiss.
He’s a thief. She’s a soldier. Do opposites attract? Oh, mercy!
This book is free on Kindle Unlimited
Amazon http://amzn.to/1f7FQ2h
Amazon print http://amzn.to/2e4hpbX
CreateSpace (Print) http://bit.ly/bro-mercy-csp
The sequel for this book is For Women Only.

Excerpt from At the Mercy of Her Pleasure

In this scene, Senth and NarrAy have just met. She’s considering whether to hire him to help her steal back the designs for a prototype her murdered parents designed. Because she’s a Better, an enhanced human with addictive pheromones, she’s not permitted to touch anyone skin-to-skin. Because her pheromones attract without emotional attachment, she’s accustomed to being the object of often unwanted attention. Senth puts on gloves and prepares to shake her hand. All her life, she has been isolated from touch, so this moment is important to her.

NarrAy offered her hand. She’d practiced this with her father as a girl. “A gentleman doesn’t try to overpower a lady’s hand, NarrAy. But he isn’t afraid to be firm either.”

She held his gloved hand between both of hers. “I can see you’re a gentleman, Mr. Antonello.”

His cheeks reddened. “Just Senth, ma’am.”

She squeezed his hand. “And I’m NarrAy. Never Ms. Jorlan, nor ma’am. Not on this job. Understood?”

He met her gaze. “Does that mean you want me?” He blushed again and glanced down at their still-joined hands. “For the job, I mean.”

She bit back a laugh. What an innocent. “So long as we’re clear on who’s in charge.”

“When it comes to theft, I am. For everything else, you are, in every way.”

You have no idea. She grinned at him. He had never once tried to look at her body. Maybe this dress will be okay after all.

“Come sit.” She gestured toward an adjacent room. “Let’s talk business.”

Be sure to check out more than 100 SciFi books special this weekend! At the Mercy of Her Pleasure is on sale through the end of February. Peek inside the book and download a free chapter on the books’ page on this website.


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About Kayelle Allen

Kayelle Allen did a tour in the US Navy, where she climbed around airplanes (on the ground of course) fixing black boxes that helped pilots find their way home. She wrote her first science fiction novel at 18, and to this day, it's hidden under the bed, where she vows it will remain. Gems from it, though, launched several series in her galaxy-wide universe of stories. From childhood, Kayelle was the victim of an overactive imagination and inherited the Irish gift of gab from her mother. From her father, she got a healthy respect for mechanical things. No wonder she writes Science Fiction and Fantasy peopled with crazy androids, mythic heroes and warriors who purr.
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