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Why is the symbol for Lucsondis 2 black I’s? #Excerpt from Jawk #WriteLGBTQ #SciFi #Romance

Kayelle Allen 08/16/2021 Immortal Empires

Tarth City, Starport District
Empire Central Starport, Crossfire Docking Berth

After Jawk and Luc exited the car at the starport, Luc led the way. Jawk followed at a respectful distance while the man conferred with a female assistant who met them at the private Lucsondis Entertainment gate.

Luc Saint-Cyr was "the Man" here, and he was in his element. His tuxedo had a conservative cut in the classic Ainmar style he seemed to favor. His white shirt held an almost imperceptible touch of blue, enough to fool the eye into seeing it as more white than it was. Kin spotted a faint color difference as easily as humans spotted misaligned buttons.

While Luc signed a few handhelds for her, Jawk shifted his backpack to his other shoulder and took in the surroundings.

He'd been to the starport numerous times meeting clients, and had flown twice. None of the echo found in the public concourses existed here. Every wall was padded with a dark-hued cloth, the floor a glossy black tile that shone like clear glass. Spotlights highlighted paintings, sculpture, and walkways.

Through the glass wall on the left came the view of a small fleet of ships in their moorings. Two of the usual business skyhoppers sat there, planetside transport. Next to them sat another three with big interstellar engines near the ends of their sleek bodies, the unmistakable blue-chrome and black "II" symbol of Lucsondis and the designations C-1, C-2, and C-3.

Jawk laughed and covered his mouth, but he'd drawn Luc's attention.

The man did not speak, still engaged with his assistant. When he and the woman finished, she bowed to him and moved away. Luc motioned to Jawk to walk beside him up the ship's ramp.

"Something funny?"

"The symbol of Lucsondis," Jawk responded. "I always wondered what the two I's stood for. Never connected the fact that they were black. Now that I've seen you up close, I get it."

Luc cast him a sidelong look, those solid black eyes of his piercing.

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No self-respecting Kin male would come here #Excerpt Jawk #SciFi #MMRomance #MFRWhooks

Kayelle Allen 08/11/2021 Immortal Empires 8 Comments

Although the club catered to male clients one night a week, tonight was most definitely not the night. A line of women wrapped halfway around the block by the time the hoversine arrived.

Jawk shrank against the seat. Was this Luc's way of punishing him for being aggressive? No way any self-respecting Kin male would walk into a male strip club. No way in seven shades of Kin hell. Not even one who was bi.

"Relax, Jawk." Luc smoothed the front of his jacket. "I have a private entrance and a private box. No one will have any idea we're even here."

Jawk scrunched up his shoulders and then forced them to relax. At the sting of his own claws pricking his palms, he opened his hands and rubbed his neck.

In the private dining room, the service proved excellent, as good as anything Batchelors provided. The waiters were handsome, dressed in immaculate evening clothes, and wore white gloves. Aside from their faces and necks, not an inch of skin showed. The entire wall over the dance floor and catwalks was one-way glass. The Kin menu was full of raw meats.

"I'm surprised Kin eat here." Over the menu, he caught Luc's pleased grin.

"I called ahead and asked them to put together a dinner menu for you."

Leaning back in his seat, Jawk dropped the menu. "You called ahead?" Printed on heavy paper and bound in leather, the menu could hardly have been created in one afternoon at the whim of a wealthy patron. "When? We just met yesterday."

Luc folded the menu. "I'd had you investigated long before I extended my first invitation. I'm very careful who I let close to Wulf." He opened the menu once more. "But to be specific in my answer, I called them today."

"And if I hadn't agreed to join you?"

One side of the man's mouth lifted. He raised his head. With those solid black eyes of his, no damn telling where he looked. Luc's smile widened. After a brief pause, he gave a small shrug. "I would have gone to plan B."

"Which was?"

He tilted his head back down. "I'd have come up with something."

No doubt. Jawk toyed with the menu. "Kin males wouldn't come here," he murmured in his native Felis.

"That's true. They don't. Except to work."

"Pardon?" Jawk stiffened. Had he said that in Etymis?

Luc closed the menu and set it down. "Kin males don't come here," he responded in Felis. "Although a great many perform. Female Kin are frequent guests. Apparently a group of Kin ambassadors came here not long ago, and it turned into a boisterous affair." His Felis sounded like it came from a native speaker. Every sibilant and breathy accent was perfect. "Two of them had to be escorted out by security." He patted one finger against his lips. "But you didn't hear that from me."

"So, you speak Felis." Wilting on the inside, Jawk considered what he might have said around the man. Had he given away any hint of his true purpose for allowing Luc to seduce him?

Jawk swallowed. Luc is seductive and wily, his former master had told him. Do not trust him. And never let him see you sweat. Jawk rubbed at his neck again.

"They didn't tell me you spoke Felis."

"So..." He leaned both elbows on the table, hands folded in front of his chin. "Someone told you about me?" He switched back to speaking Etymis.

Jawk set his ears downward. "A couple of the guys at Batchelors saw me get into your car the other night." Purposely, he raised his head and met Luc's gaze, letting him see his discomfort. "Next day, they warned me you take advantage of boys like me."

One eyebrow twitched upward. "Oh, they did, did they? What did you say?"

He released one claw. "That I'm no boy."

Luc steepled his fingers. "Did they cause you any trouble?"

"No." Jawk played with the flatware next to his plate, lining it up so the ends of the utensils were in a straight line. He chewed his lower lip. "I'm a private person. I don't like others knowing about me. Besides, if my mother had any idea..."

Luc threw back his head and laughed, one hand against his chest. He stood and went to retrieve a bottle of wine from a low rack across the room. "I never broadcast information about my sex partners." He uncapped the wine and poured some into Jawk's glass. "Relax."

He tightened and released his shoulders, took a few deep breaths. He'd appeased the man enough to avoid suspicion, but he must never let his guard down again. "I never expected to come here for dinner."

The man chuckled. "I see." Luc set down the wine, studying him for a moment. "I have an idea." Making motions to stay seated, he came around behind him. "Relax. I'll massage your shoulders."

Jawk stiffened, head turned to one side, but the heat of the man's large hands against his shoulders won a small moan of pleasure. Jawk closed his eyes. The combination of pressure, deep massage, and a kneading motion along his neck and the top of his shoulders melted his resistance. "You're good at this."

When Luc leaned down close to one of Jawk's ears, the warmth of the man's breath made it twitch. "I'm good at a lot of things."

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So hard to fight his inner predator #Excerpt Jawk by Kayelle Allen #SciFi #MMRomance #MFRWhooks

Kayelle Allen 08/04/2021 Immortal Empires 10 Comments

Jawk bit the inside of his cheeks, fighting his inner predator's hot-blooded demand for a piece of Luc Saint-Cyr's oh-so-cocky ass. His human father's voice rang through his head like a siren. You're not an animal, Jawk. You're a Kin. One of a civilized, honorable race.

That did not mean Jawk had never tasted human blood. He licked his lips, imagining the fierce, hot rush of it in his mouth, the scent of the man's throat beneath his fangs. The intense warmth of this man, coupled with the glimpse of his erotic taste, drove into Jawk's gut.

The man's solid black gaze refused to look away. No prey held the eyes of a predator--not one this close or for this long--unless they were stupid, drunk, or enthralled. Luc was incapable of the first, and not one whiff of alcohol clung to him.

The feral, victorious joy of a hunter rose up in Jawk.

This man took his breath.

Jawk growled, and a spark of fear scented the hoversine's oversized cabin, then faded, tamped down by the emergence of a different kind of heat. Before Luc could flinch, Jawk launched himself forward, pinned Luc against the seat and sank his claws into the butter-soft leather.

The man gasped.

Jawk gripped his throat with naked fangs, mouth open wide. He gave one stroke of his tongue, and the taste of lust flooded his mouth. Pure, raw, unshielded, savage.

The hard length and heat of Luc's body fit against his, its nearness raising steam between them. The heady scent of romtzeet filled the air. Humans called it testosterone; Kin males reeked of it.

Luc oozed it like the finest cologne.

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If You’re Bad in Hell… Deleted Scene from For Her Only #SciFi #Romance #Excerpt For Her Only

Kayelle Allen 08/03/2021 Deleted Scene 29 Comments

This is a deleted scene from the book For Women Only, a Science Fiction Romance. Khyff is a master of pleasure with a tortured soul. Mehfawni wants to redeem the man her people destroyed. His fragile trust could be a response of love and a healing heart -- or a ruse for revenge.

Setting up the scene

Khyff is under orders to seduce Ambassador Mehfawni Ruh, or his brother will be allowed to die. If Khyff obeys, his brother will live.

All his life, Khyff has been forced into one compromising situation after another. Now, after getting to know Mehfawni, he is torn about hurting her. But what can he possibly do?

I deleted this scene because it didn't add to the overall story, but I've always liked it.

"Have you ever been to Kyrenie, Fawni?"

"No. Isn't that the firestorm planet? Have you been there?"

Khyff nodded.

"Lucky you! I've heard it's beautiful. What was it like?"

"Lucky? Do your people believe in hell?"

With a gasp, Mehfawni covered her mouth. "Yes."

"If you're bad in hell, they send you to Kyrenie."

She caught the flicker of a smile in his eyes. They both laughed.

"I'm sorry, Khyff." She slid her fingertips down his cheek and along his chin. "But I promise, you will never have to go back."

He pressed his brow against hers. "Thank you for saying that."

His relief smelled like the sweet fragrance of Vulits, clean and fresh. "No one will ever make you do anything you don't want to do again."

His scent abruptly changed and he turned his head. Why didn't he believe her? Was there some part of what she'd said that he thought was a lie? Mehfawni stroked her fingers into his hair and drew him closer for a quick kiss. "I want you to believe me, Khyffy." She pressed her cheek against his. "I want to make you feel safe."

With a sigh, Khyff took her hands and rested his brow against hers. "Please don't promise me anything. Promises only break your heart. Just love me."

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#Excerpt from Wulf “You like that. Good. So do I.” #HotRead #SciFi #MMRomance

Kayelle Allen 07/23/2021 Immortal Empires

With his career threatened and his life at risk, Wulf must seek help from the one man he swore he would never trust again, Luc Saint-Cyr, a.k.a. the Harbinger. An enigmatic man whose legendary power makes him the most feared person in the empire.

For the Harbinger, saving Wulf is a simple matter of asserting his will. Luc's ties to the Thieves' Guild grant him access anywhere. He can protect Wulf without difficulty.

Until Luc brings Wulf home for safekeeping, and discovers the real reason for the threats. Protecting Wulf has not only put his and Wulf's lives at risk, it's also risked the life of Luc's teenaged son. This is beyond protection, now. To the Harbinger, this is personal...

In this scene from Wulf - Tales of the Chosen, Luc has brought Wulf with him on a flight between two planets.

Excerpt

Luc introduced Wulf to the captain, ordered dinner for the two of them, and then took Wulf to his private stateroom. It held a desk with a built-in bench seat and an oversized bed with a pull down mesh covering that protected sleepers during low gravity.

Finally alone with the man he'd craved all day, Luc shut and locked the door, and leaned against it.

Wulf ambled around, trailing his fingers across the built-in dresser. Dressed in conservative business clothes, he fit in the room as if he'd been born to be there. He sat on the end of the bed and gazed back at Luc with an appealing mix of shyness and come-hither seduction.

Luc shrugged out of his jacket. "Is the room cool enough for you?"

"Mmm hmm."

"Good." He started opening his shirt. "We'll begin with a shower."

Wulf blushed, as Luc expected he would.

"Time for you to tell me all about that fantasy you confessed to having."

He cleared his throat. "Nothing much to tell."

Luc chuckled. "Oh no. You're not getting out of it. I want every delicious detail."

Wulf crossed to him, and rested both hands on his chest. "We can do what you want first."

"Absolutely not." Bracing his feet wider apart, he drew Wulf between them and up against his body. "I want to hear what turns you on." He unfastened the top button of Wulf's white shirt. "I'm going to do everything to you that you dreamed about."

A small sound of pleasure left Wulf's mouth as he leaned up and kissed him. Luc drew him close, sliding down the planes of Wulf's firm body to his hard ass. He lifted his hands and held Wulf's face between them as he took his mouth in a drugging kiss. Lips still connected, he traded places with him and pushed Wulf up against the door.

Luc licked Wulf's mouth, sweeping his tongue inside to taste every part. He ripped open his lover's shirt, shoved it back off his shoulders and down his arms.

Wulf let it fall to the floor and reached over his head and pulled off the T-shirt.

"Don't move, Wulf. Let me look at you." All that tawny bared skin, his chest rising and falling... "You are luscious. Masculine. I love that about you." Luc ran his hands across Wulf's chest. His skin felt cool, the texture perfect, his muscles hard. "I never visualized you as smooth. In most of your modeling shots, you're not."

Wulf lifted his whiskey-colored gaze. "I shaved it the other night when I got drunk." He gave a half-hearted laugh. "I have no idea what possessed me to do such a thing."

"I'm glad you did. I like you this way. Keep it, love." He bent and ran his tongue across one brown nipple, smiling when Wulf shivered and tossed back his head. "You like that. Good. So do I." He swirled his tongue across it again.

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Untouchable. Isolated. And in love #WriteLGBTQ #SciFi #MFRWhooks

Kayelle Allen 07/21/2021 Immortal Empires 3 Comments

Alitus - Tales of the Chosen

How is this ever going to work...

Ordered by the Empress to find out if the lover of a friend is having an affair, Alitus investigates. As Minister of Imperial Intelligence, Alitus has access to every camera and remote in the empire. Which is a problem, because Wulf's affair is with Alitus.

As a Better, an enhanced human, Alitus can touch no one -- his pheromones are addictive. Isolated and under scrutiny, he keeps his affair with Wulf secret, because Wulf belongs to another, a powerful man allied with the empress. When the man asks the empress to investigate, Wulf's relationship with Alitus could be exposed. Complicating matters, the empress reveals her immortality, and requires Alitus to prove his loyalty. Her test throws him straight into Wulf's arms, right in front of the empress and Wulf's lover. Hiding what he and Wulf are to each other has taken discipline and denial.

Now, it will take a miracle...

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He feared this would get much worse #Excerpt #SciFi #MFRWhooks

Kayelle Allen 07/07/2021 Immortal Empires 4 Comments

Excerpt

"Alitus." Byrin beckoned to him. "Her Majesty sent word. She needs you immediately."

He joined Byrin, who walked with him toward the elevator. "What's wrong?"

Byrin used the call button. "Three Betters protested outside Parliament by burning their veils. When police moved in, things got out of hand. Seven of them were killed."

Alitus stepped into the elevator, holding the doors open. "I thought you said there were three Betters."

"The Betters were working together to prevent the police from moving them. When their pheromones combined, it killed seven of the cops."

The impact of that event would have far-reaching consequences. "One Better alone can kill. We've seen that. Ganged up? Byrin, this is going to get much worse." He stepped back from the door.

"There's a full-fledged riot going on down there." Byrin put out his hand to stop the doors from closing. "Hey."

Alitus met the man's grim gaze.

"Watch your back."

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The truth risked not only his quarry’s life, but his own as well #Excerpt Alitus #MMRomance #SciFi #MFRWhooks

Kayelle Allen 05/26/2021 Immortal Empires

Spymaster Alitus Vivaldi paused beside his new assistant's desk and tapped a finger on it.

The man jumped to his feet. "Yes, sir?"

"I didn't mean to startle you, Jarod." The man had been with Alitus less than a week, but he'd already proven himself invaluable. "I'll be working on a Class Four project the rest of the day. Keep interruptions to a minimum."

"Yes, sir. I'll ensure you're not disturbed, Minister Vivaldi."

Inside his private office, Alitus set the standard safeguards, and added a few layers of additional protection. The glowing logo for the Conqueror's Division of Imperial Intelligence faded as Alitus pulled up a bank of images from the idBot interface. He flicked his fingers to cast images onto the walls around the room.

"Begin capture. Target: Wulf Gabriel. Parameters: record my questions as well as any and all information available in database for target." Pointing toward the top right of one wall, Alitus moved his finger diagonally to the bottom left to bring up another bank of pictures. "Play series." His current quarry was walking toward the Renyoj Building in the Di Consueto District. "Stop playback."

Alitus tapped a finger on one picture to create a still, and zoomed in for a better view. Mid-stride, Wulf had reached the entrance. He wore a charcoal gray suit, dark hair tousled from the breeze. A former supermodel, Wulf's chiseled features and strong jaw set him apart in any crowd.

How could anyone fail to recognize him? Wulf was beautiful. All he had to do is walk into the room and everything stopped.

The lover of wealthy tycoon Luc Saint-Cyr, few things Wulf did were off the public record. The man still had fans from his modeling career five years ago, but these days, fans followed him because he managed famous rock bands for Lucsondis Entertainment, Saint-Cyr's business.

That wasn't what had warranted the attention of the spymaster. Wulf was no traitor to the crown, and he'd committed no crimes.

Wulf was suspected of having an affair.

Luc Saint-Cyr wanted to be sure, and since he was a friend of the Conqueror, she had tasked Alitus with finding out who was to blame. Saint-Cyr might have no qualms about engaging in an affair himself, and was well-known for his licentious behavior, but his partner had no such freedom. Saint-Cyr and the Conqueror were allies in every sense of the word. Were even lovers when it suited them.

Alitus would refuse no request she made. Nor could he refuse Saint-Cyr. One drew the Harbinger's ire at one's peril.

The man owned a large percentage of legitimate businesses on Tarth, Kelthia, and a smattering on other planets. He had once headed the Kelthian Thieves' Guild. No one had yet proven he led the largest crime syndicate in the empire, but the assumption was there, despite official denials. There was no public discussion of Saint-Cyr anywhere except entertainment news, where it seemed to be encouraged. On Kelthia, they said his name only if they couldn't avoid it. Otherwise he was the Harbinger, or the Man, or simply Him.

One could hear the capital letters.

Proving Wulf was having an affair would be dangerous. It could cost Wulf everything, up to and including his life.

Especially if they discovered the affair was with Alitus.