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Bro, Antonello Brothers Series

Bro, Antonello Brothers Series Prequel by Kayelle Allen #SciFi

 

The new Thieves' Guild technology might make him
invisible,
but it can't shield him from
the truth...

The Antonello Brothers Series
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Excerpt from Bro

The prequel to the Antonello Brothers Science Fiction Romance series, Bro is Sci Fi from the sweeter side of the galaxy.
When you can make yourself invisible, you reveal invisible truth...

Bro, the Antonello Brothers Prequel by Kayelle Allen

Senth Antonello had attended classes at the Thieves' Guild Academy every day since he was what? Three? Yet the looming entrance to the exclusive Advanced Level access that he'd more than earned stood empty, while he skulked in the shadows like he hadn't.
Plunging through that door always felt like he was flying into a beehive while sporting hornet wings.
Enough of this.
He ought to zip up there and let idBot scan him.
He took two decisive steps forward, then pivoted and took five steps back.
"Come on, Senth," he berated himself. "Go for it. Now." He turned around and faced the entrance. "This time will be different. You can do this. Just go in there."
But did he?
No.
And why was that?
Because there were times being the best got you nothing but hated and looking like a kid got you nothing but disrespect. Being the adopted son of a former grand master had distinct perks, true. It got him in ahead of others, but then that was part of the problem, wasn't it?
Daddy had clout. Daddy belonged. People feared Daddy, for good reason.
Nobody feared a clawless halfbreed who looked twelve when he was eighteen.
"I will do this. The time to act is now." He stepped up and let the automated idBot system scan him.
"Welcome, Blue Shadow," idBot's smooth robotic voice cooed. "Cleared for Advanced Level." The door unsealed.
Why couldn't people treat him like that machine? Senth released the tension in his shoulders, and rolled his head to soothe his neck.
Maybe today would be different.
Maybe undergrads would respect him for his level.
Maybe his dad would ask him how he was doing instead of going behind his back to the Grand Master.
Maybe nobody'd meow when he entered the room.
Maybe nobody'd go, "Here, kitty, kitty!"
Oh, and maybe the Empress would eliminate taxes, and while she was at it, free all the slaves. Because, sure. That could happen.
Inside, down the first hallway, monolithic carved wooden doors of the Great Hall stood open. The pickup line for upgraded cloaks wound down the stairs and then back and forth across the cavernous hall like one of those rides at Planet Fun.
Voices. Noise. Din. A hive of thieves anxious to score.
No sound suppression in the empire could mute the hum careening off these stone walls. Not today. Not with the first cloak upgrade in ten years minutes from release.
He took one last, sole-dragging step, entered the hall, and made straight for the grand staircase.
The entire queue of lower-level thieves craned their necks at whoever had entered. Their low buzz faded from front to back, and what do you know? Right on cue, a chorus of meows rose from the anonymous safety of the back row.
Senth halted and snapped his head in that direction, but the sound cut off.
No one in view so much as cracked a smile.
He tossed them a lazy salute and turned back toward the stairs. The conversational drone kicked right back in. After all, no one important had entered. Just the halfbreed.

Where to buy Bro

Bro is available exclusively on Amazon and is free on Kindle Unlimited.
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Antonello Brothers Series

Meet the Bro Characters

Senth Antonello: Fun-loving. Half-human half-feline humanoid. Professional thief. What determines whether Senth can open a lock? One thing: If it's in reach.

Khyff Antonello: Hope-less. Human. Professional pleasure-giver caught in a soul-crushing predicament. What drives him? His freedom, just out of reach -- and the desire for revenge on the one responsible for his slavery; the brother he thought died at birth.

Luc Saint-Cyr: Power-magnet. Human-ish. Adoptive father of Senth. The empire calls him The Man, ruler of a thousand questionable ventures with enough power and wealth to buy a planet. What Luc wants? To protect the only person he's ever considered family.

Once these brothers meet, the Tarthian Empire will never be the same. Neither will the man who brings them together.

Bro has adult themes but NO graphic or explicit content.


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A Stolen Heart, Antonello Brothers Series

A Stolen Heart, Antonello Brothers Series #scifi #spaceopera Kayelle Allen

 

A Stolen Heart

He rescued a half-human child from a "big bad monster"
but now who is rescuing whom...

 

Meet the mischievous hero from
At the Mercy of Her Pleasure,
For Women Only, and Bro
as a three-year-old toddler.

 

This book and blurb are in progress and subject to change.

The Antonello Brothers Series
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After rescuing an alien child who's running for his life, warrior turned entrepreneur Luc Saint-Cyr stumbles onto a conspiracy at the highest levels of the powerful Thieves' Guild. Complicating matters, his immortal ex might be involved.

Now he must deal with his ex, find a home for the child, squelch the flames of conspiracy and eradicate its perpetrators. As if that's not enough, an unseen enemy is undoing every good thing Luc accomplishes. But when it comes time to give up the child to a family who can care for him, how will Luc bear to part with the adorable little boy who has stolen his heart...

Excerpt from A Stolen Heart

A Stolen Heart is a full length novel set in the Antonello Brothers Science Fiction Romance series. The book is currently in progress.

The scene below is the critical moment of the story when Luc Saint-Cyr meets Senthys (Senth) Antonello for the first time. This massive, enhanced warrior turned businessman has the empire by the tail -- as long as no one discovers Luc's real nature. Enter a tiny three-year-old boy running as if fleeing a monster.  The monster (a cruel teacher) showed up, and while Senth hid, Luc redirected her elsewhere.


After she left, Luc motioned to the boy. "It's safe to come out now. She's gone."

Sticking one finger into his mouth, the boy crept forward, peeked around the door, and burst into tears.

Even Luc, whose experience with children could be recorded on his palm, could tell his cry reflected genuine relief. The boy had been terrified.

Monster chasing him indeed. What had that woman done?

The little one ran, but instead of heading for the door, he made a beeline for Luc and threw both arms around one of his legs, sobbing.

Luc stiffened.

Children didn't run to him. They fled.

Imperturbable, Pietas had called him. Seeing him now, his king would guffaw.

How did one coax a child to cease crying? Luc bent at the knees only enough to pat the boy on the head. "There, there."

The child cried harder.

What if the headmistress showed up and found him with a sobbing child? What would she think? Worse, would she accuse him of some misdeed?

Her office held no toys or amusements. This room was all business, a showcase for prospective clients, not children.

"Stop crying, little boy." He tacked on, "Please."

Wailing harder, the boy looked up at him, blue eyes red-rimmed.

Heart in his throat, Luc took stock.

A terrified child. Him.

That ratio was supposed to work only one way.

He showed up. Children ran.

Why didn't this one?

An adult with issues, Luc could handle. That was territory he knew. When one lived with Pietas, one became an expert at adults with issues, as a matter of necessity.

His training, both military and in commerce had taught him three steps. Identify the problem. Acknowledge the problem. Solve the problem.

He knew the problem, so he must acknowledge and solve it. First order of business was not to stand there like a dolt, but instead treat this child with respect.

Like a tiny Pietas.

Luc went down on one knee. "You're afraid," he acknowledged. "It's okay." He stroked the mass of curly hair away from the boy's tear-soaked face. "I won't let anyone hurt you."

Hiccupping, the boy reached up to him.

What was Luc supposed to do? He couldn't pick the boy up. He didn't go near children.

But this little one looked at him with such plaintive eyes, how could he ignore the unspoken plea?


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Share a sweet but awkward father and son moment with Senth (from Bro) #MFRWhooks #YA #SpaceOpera

 

 

In this scene, Luc and his son share a typical father and son moment. Awkward, sweet, and filled with memory.

Father and Son

"Is that the info?" Senthys nudged his chin toward the reader. "What else does it say?"

"In good time," Luc responded. "I adopted you but didn't change your last name to Saint-Cyr so if your family looked for you, they'd find you, and that's how it happened. A worker at the Guild mentioned to this person that he knew another Antonello. One thing led to another."

"That's why you kept my name?"

"Of course." Luc frowned. "Why else?"

"I thought--" Senthys eased back into his chair. "Never mind."

"Say what you're thinking."

His son didn't react at first, but finally lifted his head. "I figured... you were--you know." He gave a small shrug. "Ashamed of me."

"What? No! I am inordinately proud of you." Why did his son not see that? "Why would you think I wasn't?"

The youth traced a pattern in the wood. "I figured if you were proud, you'd have wanted to tell people about me." He peeked up under his lashes. "Instead of making me hide."

His son could not have cut out Luc's heart any better with a knife.

"No! That was never why. Son." He reached for Senthys but placed his hand flat on the table. "I promise you." He held his son's gaze, willing him to understand. "I am indeed proud of you. I hide you to protect you."

"You're my father. It's public record. You own the house where I live. You sponsored me into the Guild. I don't see how that's hiding."

Luc sagged in his chair. "Do you have any idea how much it costs to buy off the media? There are almost two dozen planets in this empire. The media exacts a heavy toll on silence when--" He stopped himself. Lowered his voice. "You don't need to know the deals I make and you don't need to make it more difficult--or expensive--for me to protect you from the fame that dogs my every step. A thief can't work in a spotlight." He drew back. "Most of the time, neither can I."

"What you're saying is--you've been protecting me?"

How many times had he said that exact thing? Did this child never listen? With yet another reminder to pick his battles, Luc tamped down his frustration. "Yes."

The adorable blue eyes and shy smile that had charmed Luc when Senthys was a toddler flashed across his son's face and then was gone.

No sweet little kitten remained a kitten forever. No matter how much you wished they could.

 

The Antonello Brothers Series

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Note? What note? #SciFi by Kayelle Allen #MFRWhooks #MFRWorg

 

In this scene NarrAy gets a very un-memorable note from an android.

 

 

Royal District, Royal Arms Hotel Suite 1221   

NarrAy tipped the hotel android and tucked the note he'd delivered into the pocket of her robe. "Senth?" She walked back into the bedroom, heard water running, and poked her head inside the bathroom. Steam frosted the glass-enclosed shower. "Senth, honey, there's a--Whoa!"

Senth was pressed against the glass from his firm behind all the way up to his shoulders.

NarrAy gulped against a rush of pheromones. "Uh, there's a...a note."

"What?" Senth stepped away from the glass and came to the opening, both hands in his soapy hair.  Shampoo bubbles trickled down his upraised arms, onto his shoulders, and down across his chest. Senth's nose wriggled. He'd done that several times during the night, inhaling her scent. It shot a tinge of warmth down her body. "I couldn't hear you, sweetie. There's a what?"

"Nothing." NarrAy cast off her robe and stepped into the shower, right into Senth's slippery, soapy, slick, sexy, and open arms. 

 


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Hacking the storeroom #SciFi #SpaceOpera Bro by Kayelle Allen #MFRWhooks

 

 

In this scene,
Senth has just gotten a
password-protected message
from his father and is looking
for a private place to hear it.

Folks in this town never referred to Luc Saint-Cyr by name. You heard the capital letters when they called him the Man, or they referred to him as the Harbinger. Senth's father was the daddy crime lord all the baby crime lords wanted to be.

"Ooh, big scary Man." He thumbed off the device. "Please let this be a job and not him finding out I hacked Planet Fun."

Senth crossed the street and entered the Miraj City Bakery Café. No crowd this early, though a group of professors shared drinks at one of the tables in the back. There were no undergraduate classes this week. Cloak distribution had overturned the beehive.

A clean smell of freshly brewed coffee pulled him deeper into the room.

The android on duty rolled up to him. "Welcome, Blue Shadow. How may I serve you today?"

"Like to use your storeroom a minute." He flashed his father's hand sign. "Private business."

"Of course, sir." The droid offered a keycard.

"Oh, please. I've broken into that room so many times, I prolly owe you guys rent."

On the droid's nametag, a bar of yellow lights indicated confusion. "Pardon, sir?"

"It was a joke. Owing rent for--" Senth held up both hands. "Never mind. No key needed."

He followed the maze of corridors to the back. At the door, he pulled out his lockpick and adjusted the settings. When he pointed it at the lock, the device signaled a lockout error and the tiny screen flashed nonsense letters at him.

What in the worlds did PROBATA mean?

He twisted the tip of the pick and floated the stats as a holovid. Probata Corporation. Wasn't that the system his prof in Premium Fingersmithing ranted about? Something about useless upgrades and pointless codes. What did she say about a bypass trick?

"Think, Senth. You sat there listening to the woman fume for two solid wasted hours."

Oh, no he hadn't.

No, that was the day Senth had flaked out of classes and spent a full day at Planet Fun with his mates. He'd recorded it instead. But had he transcribed it to his code book?

Of course not. And didn't that make this encounter so much more fun? He pinched the bridge of his nose, but his father always did that so Senth stopped it at once.

Why was a lock on a coffee shop's storeroom door harder than a security system at the planet's busiest amusement park? What were they storing in there? The Empress's private coffee stash?

Curiosity over the message from his far-from-patient father burned through his mental pockets. Wait. His father. Surely, he'd have the new codes.

Yes, and then he'd want to know why Senth didn't and no way was he explaining to dear old Dad how he hacked into Planet Fun for "a planetful of fun" instead of going to class.

That fortune Dad paid for Senth to attend classes at the guild academy? Yeah, wasted a full day of it to impress a few girls, which was why he was calling needing a bail out.

And no way was he going back to the droid, stand right in front of a table full of professors, and do the Hey can I borrow your key thing.

Riiight.


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The driver Saint-Cyr had sent for him led Khyff to a shiny black hoversine the length of a ruckball field. "Mr. Saint-Cyr thought you might appreciate coffee, sir." The android opened the door. "There's a fresh pot, plus cream and sweetener in the center console. The mugs are spill proof."

"Thank you." After Khyff slid inside, the door shut.

Sounds of the city cut off, and the plush seat cradled him. He didn't realize the car was moving until the scenery changed outside.

He touched nothing. He dared not relax. Not until this was over. Khyff drew in a shallow breath. No. Nothing was over until his brother paid what he owed.

The coffee smelled like the real thing, but who knew what might be in it? Locked inside a hoversine, drugged and helpless, and not expected back for a full day, Khyff could be taken anywhere and anything done to him, with no one the wiser.

No, he would sit here with his hands folded in his lap, and not move. If anyone tried anything, at least he'd have his wits about him.

The endless drive up and down streets soon had him lost. He'd been nowhere in this city, but he'd been in fancy cars like this back on Tarth. There, anytime anyone sent for him in one of these, he'd come back exhausted or flogged. Or both.

Rich people treated him worse than poor people, every time.

Saint-Cyr was rich. What if Saint-Cyr met with him instead of Senth? What if Saint-Cyr found the knife? What if he reported him? Any one of those things could land Khyff back in prison.

The Harbinger had a well-won reputation for ruthlessness. Each person Khyff had talked to had told him different things, but they all had one piece of advice in common when it came to Luc Saint-Cyr.

Don't screw with the Man.

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