Seven months ago, their bride disappeared but Tristan and Rafe never stopped looking for her. When no amount of money or searching produces results, they turn to each other for support.
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Looking for a quickie romance that's out of this world? New York Times Bestselling author Selena Blake brings you a sensual new trilogy, Deep Space Encounters. Science fiction fans who like a dash of adventure, military heroes, interracial relationships and feisty heroines will love Rescuing Natacha.Hayln’s mission is…
Then a routine stop on Prime C delivers the shock of a lifetime. Isis doesn’t remember the two men who claim she belongs with them, but her body certainly does.
With danger on their heels and an enemy who will stop at nothing to silence their triad, Rafe and Tristan must protect Isis while they fight to win her heart again.
Features two sinfully handsome mercenaries, a voluptuous woman, m/f/m pleasure and a love that will last a lifetime.
- Sci Fi Romance
- Series: Deep Space Encounters
This book was previously published by a different publisher.
Each of the Deep Space Encounters books are stand alone. For optimal enjoyment get Book One: Reclaiming Isis and Book Three: The Virgin Princess's Rebellion (formerly titled Azula's Rebellion.)
“Any sign of her?”
Tristin shook his head, his gaze still searching the throng of people for their beautiful wife. Her golden-red mane would be easy to spot in the fading daylight.
“She’s late,” Tristin said, tossing the apple core away. A small, furry scavenger darted from beneath their ship and carried the remnant of fruit away, making happy little squeaking sounds.
“She’s never late,” Rafe replied, worry pinching his brows. Isis had always been incredibly punctual which was just one of the many things he loved about her. Her punctuality had saved their ass on more than one occasion.
“I’ll try her comm,” Tristin said. He tapped the call button and braced his forearms against his knees as he waited. Rafe sat down next to him and looked out at the landing pad. Pad might be stretching it a bit.
It was a flat surface free from debris and obstacles. But the surface was sandy and kicked up like a son-of-a-bitch during takeoff and landing. It was a wonder there weren’t more accidents due to the poor visibility.
Rafe sighed. “Maybe she got hung up. You know how she loves to haggle.”
They waited another thirty.
“I’m going to go look for her,” Tristin said as he stood.
“I’ll leave her a message on the computer in case she comes back and then I’ll stop by that little stall she loves so much.” The one with all the aphrodisiacs that the three of them enjoyed.
“Try her comm again,” Rafe called as Tristin stalked away, his long legs eating up the sandy soil.
It took hardly any time at all to leave a message on the main computer, lock up the ship and retrace his steps to where he’d seen her last. He followed the direction she’d been heading and made his way to the cluster of stores she frequented whenever they came to the market.
Fabrique from Tajeek, out-of-this-world chocolates, healing waters from Oasis 9, and finally, aphrodisiacs. Fruits, candies, dust and drinks, the tidy little stall had it all.
He spoke to the proprietor in her native language and was surprised that she remembered him. She went on and on about how good it was to see Isis again and how glad she was that they enjoyed her products.
Patience wearing thin, he held up a hand and offered her a small smile. “So you’ve seen Isis today?”
The ancient nodded and began talking again, her hands flying along with her words.
He thanked her for the information and stepped to the next booth, where Isis had evidently headed next. He had a similar conversation with that proprietor and then stepped to the next stall. The man said he’d seen her cut down the alley behind the booths.
Rafe called Tristin on the comm and filled him in.
“I see you. Wait for me,” Tristin said. A few moments later they were side by side, heading down the alley.
Tristin’s comm buzzed and he answered immediately.
The sound of Isis’s scream coming through the tiny speaker made Rafe’s heart stop mid-beat.