Regina lost her husband four years ago.
Now she lives a solitary life—by choice. But her preferences are tossed aside
when an unseen force drops her into a remote jungle. There,
a mysterious band of handsome, athletic men are waiting to show
her that the woman who takes on their tribe has no chance to remain
lonely...or unsatisfied. Enlisted as the group's
"Wikomsette" or "Wife", her emotional and physical
desires are at first resurrected, then fulfilled.
Eight men, but only one will truly
claim her heart. Niku, the leader, is the first
to re-awaken desire in Regina. Brannon, second in command
is the most stunningly beautiful man she has ever seen, but
his sweet talking may only lead to another heartbreak. Most
of the other men could win her over as well, with some exceptions,
such as Ax, who infuriates her mind as strongly as he melts her
body.
Maneuvering her way through the tribe emotionally, is not Regina's only concern. Kept in the dark about who they are and what their mission is, leaves her to consider several theories. Could they be covert military men? Aliens? Part of a secret cult? Eventually she will learn not only the shocking truth of who they are, but that she may play a much bigger role in the mission than any of them could have guessed, changing forever the course of her life, and of all life on Earth.
Maneuvering her way through the tribe emotionally, is not Regina's only concern. Kept in the dark about who they are and what their mission is, leaves her to consider several theories. Could they be covert military men? Aliens? Part of a secret cult? Eventually she will learn not only the shocking truth of who they are, but that she may play a much bigger role in the mission than any of them could have guessed, changing forever the course of her life, and of all life on Earth.
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Excerpt:
The
doctor was gentle but, through Ax, asked a thousand questions about my health
history. He pulled a number of things
I’d never seen before out of his bag. Ax
told me the doctor’s instruments were for taking and testing samples of my
tissues and fluids. That information was
nerve-racking, but other than some mild discomfort, the examination wasn’t
painful. Brannon held my hand during the
pelvic exam. I told myself to pull away
from him but couldn’t. Ax looked on from
the side with an unreadable expression.
“The
doctor wants to know how many sexual partners you’ve had?” Ax eventually asked.
“Five,”
I said, concentrating on a spot on the ceiling.
The clear gel created odd distortions and shapes as the light reflected
off it.
“Plus
three more now, eh?” said Ax.
“No. I mean, two, up until yesterday.”
A
few seconds of silence passed. I glanced
sideways at Ax’s dumbstruck expression.
Then he must have repeated what I’d told him, because after he spoke in
the other language, the doctor and Brannon looked at me with surprise.
Brannon
jumped up and ranted loudly, first at one man, then the other, and then at no
one in particular. The doctor seemed to
be trying to reason with him. Ax
remained silent and motionless.
“What’s
wrong?” I asked.
By
way of reply, Ax shook his head, his expression vacant as he stared at the
floor.
The
doctor spoke to At. Brannon sat back
down, hands in his hair, muttering under his breath.
Ax’s
voice was monotone when he spoke again.
“Your exam is over. Dr. Sebastian
says you are in good health and will be capable of fulfilling your purpose
here.”
“And
what is that? Just what the hell is that
supposed to be? I don’t even know how I
got here, but I want to go home. You
can’t make me stay!”
In a
tone full of irony, Ax replied, “Can’t make you stay? Woman, the fact is, even if we wanted to, we
couldn’t make you go.”
Meet Emerald Lavere
Emerald Lavere is a forty-something wife, mother, dancer, singer,
writer, lover of comic book heroes and heroines, good dark chocolates
(especially with liquor in them), and many different flavors of art, books, and
men!
A fan of just about every genre, she aims to write stories that
contain something her readers will find sweet, and something surprising as
well. If hot, explicit, sexual encounters happen to be included in those
stories, well, it's really not her fault. She is only recording the facts of
what happens in the alternate universes, that the voices in her head tell her
about. Often the voices won't shut up until their stories have been told, so
really, what else can she do?
Living in Southern California with her family and a fluffy
dog she met at the local shelter, Ms. Lavere enjoys time with her family,
reading, and walks. A former professional performer, she now dances for fun
whenever possible, and sings often, and loudly, in her car. When she has alone
time and is not working on her writing, she enjoys watching old Smallville
episodes, because hot damn, there are some fine ass men on that show.
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