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#MondaySnippet from The Key

"Forget sleeping, plan on takeout, and invest your time relishing this magnificent tale."

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I’ve got a new Project Enterprise in the publishing queue and I thought this would be a good time to do some Monday teasers from the original Project Enterprise books. So, of course the first one should be from the book that started it all: The Key

First, a little about the book:

The key will unlock more than an unknown civilization; it will define who one woman will become….Elite pilot, Sara Donovan and resistance fighter, Kiernan Fyn must fight their growing attraction, discover where the key is hidden and stop those that would use the secrets left behind by a lost civilization for their own agenda. Don’t miss out on the excitement in this Independent Book Bronze Medal and Dream Realm Awards Winner!

And the setup: Sara and Fyn are one of the guests invited to party with the new aliens they’ve just encountered. Sara would rather not.

And here’s the excerpt::

The door slid open and Sara sauntered in and then stopped and looked around. Her dress was little, but it wasn’t black. She looked like a slender flame. She’d always been beautiful, but she’d done something to kick it up. Her eyes looked bigger. Her mouth was full and soft. The dress was perfect, both hinting at and hiding the curves of her body. The straps of her dress were thin lines across smooth, white shoulders and drew the eye to a hint of cleavage. She didn’t have as much up top as the other women, but it didn’t matter. And then there were her shoes. They were the same red as her dress and made her legs seem like they went on forever.

Fyn didn’t realize he’d moved until he was face to face with her. She was taller and he knew it had something to do with her shoes. He liked those shoes. A lot.

Her lips curved in a calm, little smile. “This is a dress.”

He looked down, taking his time when his gaze made it to her legs, then looked up again. “You have legs.”

A hint of amusement warmed her eyes. “Yes, I do. I’ve had them since I was born.”

He examined them again. “You should keep them.”

“I plan to.” Her lips twitched. Her gaze swept over him. “You look pretty good yourself.”

Carey came in on one side, with Briggs on the other. Carey couldn’t quite get a comment out, so Briggs stepped into the breach.

“Damn, Donovan, you look like a girl.”

She shrugged and the dress moved with her, like it was alive. Furious was buried deep, overlaid with a mysterious calm that made her an island in their midst. You can look, her eyes said, but if you touch, you’ll get burned.

“Kilburn’s going to step on that tongue if he’s not careful,” Carey said, with a grin.

Sara’s answering smile sizzled through Fyn.

“He’s dead to me, sir.” Her voice had lost its crispness. It was like a really, slow song. Even the angle of her head suggested she heard a song, he couldn’t.

“Without getting put on notice?” Briggs grinned. “That’s cold.”

“That’s life,” Sara said.

“Let’s get you something to drink,” Carey said.

Sara tucked her hand in the crook of Fyn’s arm. “Thank you.”

Fyn thought Sara standing was something, but when she went in motion—a slit in her dress became apparent. With each step, he got a tantalizing glimpse of her smooth, white thigh. Gone was the crisp movement of the warrior. Now she flowed to that slow song. The walk to the bar was far too short. The ensign manning it seemed unable to form a sentence.

“Just some fizzy water,” she told him, with a smile as slow as her walk.

He blushed up to the roots of his hair, but managed to hand her a glass of something.

“Donovan?” Halliwell sounded like Fyn felt.

Sara turned, the movement making her skirt ripple. He didn’t know how she managed it without falling off those shoes—

“Sir.” Her tone was cool, but respectful. “Sorry I’m late. It took me a little longer to get here than I thought it would.”

“You were worth the wait,” he said. “I appreciate the enthusiasm you gave to my order.”

“Thank you, sir.”

He looked at her almost warily. “You’re still pissed, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.” Her voice still soft and smooth, but pissed simmering below her surface. It made all of her seem more fiery. More everything.

“Well, just be nice.”

Her lips curved up. “That’s the plan.”

Fyn looked at Carey, wondering if he felt the same tremor of worry. He did. Sara was always dangerous. She’d been well trained, she was strong and fast and determined. But this, this was a different kind of danger. It crackled in the air around her. And when she was dangerous—she could also be unexpected.

I hope you enjoyed this peek into The Key: Project Enterprise 1If you haven’t taken the journey, there is still time to read all the books before Project Enterprise 7 releases this summer!

Perilously yours,


“Forget sleeping, plan on takeout, and invest your time relishing this magnificent tale.” Five Stars, Featured review from Manic Readers

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