Top psychic spy Fay Avalon saw too much on her latest mind traveling mission and is now on the run from her post-catastrophic dystopian government, searching for the truth and proof. She escapes but is shot down, landing in the arms of the enemy.
In Drakker and Arlo’s world, women are so rare the men have accepted a polyandrous lifestyle. When the brothers stumble upon Fay unconscious in the wreckage of an aircraft, they are immediately attracted to her. Arlo wants to keep her, but Drakker knows they can’t. They must take her to their brother Logan Abán, leader of their people.
Logan struggles with trusting anyone, even himself. When a beautiful, intelligent, and intriguing woman falls into their laps, his denied desires for intimacy challenge his need to trust the spy. He’s frustrated by romantic Arlo’s claims of her innocence. Even when pragmatic and dominating Drakker defends her as well, Logan refuses to trust his gut.
Can one woman satisfy the diverse desires of three men? Will Logan’s fears be realized by betrayal? Is Fay to be sentenced to death as a spy, suffer a fate worse than death by being returned to her government as a traitor, or will she find a new life and love as the wife of three sexy brothers?
About the Author
Houston Havens retired from a successful modeling career and an adventurous jet-set lifestyle to set the world on fire with her erotic romance books. A tenacious Irish lass, she strives to entertain with seductive stories created from her decadent imagination and traces of a provocative lifestyle she may or may not admit to.
Her interest in the paranormal, fascination with quantum science, passion with myths, and the lure of her mysterious Celtic Irish-Druid bloodlines are combined with generally unknown truths, strange facts, and questionable fiction. Her novels reflect a mix of the past, present, and future, with sexy blends of futuristic science fiction, paranormal fantasy, western romance, and always love everlasting.An author of six romances, a seven book erotic romance series, and numerous articles in literary magazines, she has two award winning blogs. Stop by for a visit and leave a comment at http://houstonhavens.wordpress.com
Over nine thousand years after Nostradamus’ predictions in the sixteenth century, the twenty-second century’s Trasdamian prophecies of the world’s end from the devastating earth changes caused by the passing of the planet Nibiru came true. There were survivors, but not all of them were humans, and not all of them were happy.
He laughed at her expression. “You act like you’ve never seen a stream before.”
Ah, so this is a stream. Nope, she hadn’t seen one of these. Her throat tightened. “What is the liquid in it?”
“What do you mean?”
“Does it burn or melt the flesh?”
His raised brows were an obvious reaction of surprise. “Neither. It’s water…for you to bathe in.”
Water! Didn’t he know how precious it was? People didn’t bathe in water. That would be a waste of a scarce commodity. Water was for drinking only. In her world, each citizen had a monthly allotment of four hundred and eighty ounces of water. That equaled out to about two cups of water a day, no more. That was it. The rest of their fluid intake came from artificial means.
If this was real water running past her, she now knew why the Underworld government was considering moving to the surface and why they were so willing to go to the extremes to get it. “You want me to bathe in the water? Fresh water you could be drinking?”
He laughed. “You’ve got something better to wash up in?”
He cocked his head. “Then I guess you’ll have to make do with the water. You can strip here. I’ll keep watch while you bathe.”
“Keep watch for what?”
“Well, just to name a few, I’ll be watching for western diamondback rattlesnakes, giant poisonous toads, black bears, and mountain lions. Take your pick.”
The only words she understood out of all he said were giant, back, poisonous, black, and mountain. All the rest were gibberish to her. Guess she’d wait and find out what the other words meant as she went along. Until then, she would just point out anything that moved. “Are any of those things in the water?”
“Only the toads. The water is clear, so you can see them if they’re around. Just don’t step on them or touch one.”
“Oh dear God. What do they look like?” She cringed when he described the creature.
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