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A Cold Meet? Read Excerpt from Lost Valyr

The first time Rachel and Valyr meet?

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One of the fun things about romance novels is something called the “meet.” The meet is the first time the heroine and the hero meet. There are cute meets, crashing meets, crazy meets, all kinds of meets. But when Rachel meets Valyr for the first time, let’s just call it a cold meet. 

She’s a scientist in the wrong galaxy. He’s an alien in the wrong century. Can their love reset a terrifying future? If you like heart-pounding chemistry, ragtag bands of misfits, and action-packed space battles, then you’ll love Pauline Baird Jones’ rollicking romance. Tap here to preorder the book today! 

Here’s your excerpt! 

The reality of the situation was starting to sink in. He’d been frozen. Now he wasn’t.  And not a single one of her IQ points could get her past holy crap.

He closed his eyes, and his fingers pressed the pad in a sequence. The locker opened with a serious hiss, increasing the clinical smells in the room. She felt a need to smell him, to feel his humanity and not just his alienness.

He reached in and extracted a packet, a sealed packet that looked big for clothes. Whoever had frozen him had planned for this, of course. You didn’t freeze someone expecting them to emerge on the other side with nothing. She eyed the package uneasily. Was there a weapon in there? She couldn’t think of anything she could say that would get him to let her check it first. Bet Doc could manage it…

Oh, Doc. She was gonna kill Rachel for sure…

“There is…a dressing facility…that way,” he said, pointing away from the door they’d come in. There did seem to be an opening at the end of the bank of lockers.

Rachel felt uneasy about letting him out of her sight, but watching him shimmy—watching him pull on his pants was probably not a good plan. She was already seriously flustered. It was embarrassing with the whole Wrath of Khan potential. He didn’t wait for her to figure something out. She had to admit, though only to herself, he walked with an air of assurance and if he was at all embarrassed, it was the only thing not showing.

She glanced down at the bird and found him watching her with what was probably amusement in his black eyes. His head was cocked to the side. When her gaze met his, he bent his head, nipping at something under one wing.

At least he didn’t whistle.

“That was…” Her voice trailed off because she didn’t know what that was. Of course, it was epic and more. She’d come to this galaxy to find cryo-technology, and she’d found it, well, she’d found solid—she winced—evidence that it wasn’t just theory. With her free hand, she rubbed the sudden ache between her brows. It didn’t help.

“He will be difficult to explain,” the bird agreed.

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Once again, I hope you enjoyed the excerpt. This is the last excerpt from Lost Valyr that I’ll be posting here until release day! Next Monday we’ll be taking a peek at “Time Trap” because “the bird” is Sir Rupert from “Time Trap.” I hope you’ll check back! 

Perilously yours,


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