NakedPhoenix Rising Book 1by Alexandra ChristianGenre: SciFi RomanceOUT OF THE STACKSLibrarian Phoebe Addison has lived her entire life within a seventy-five mile
radius of her small Louisiana town, but when she receives a strange
medallion from her adventurous, off-world sister, reality tilts
toward the bizarre. Everything Phoe thought she knew is…well,
wrong. Dead wrong. But bone-numbing fear has no place in this brave
new world—nor by the side of the dangerous, exquisite man who saves her life.…AND INTO THE FIREFollowing the tragic slaughter of his family, operative Macijah “Cage” St.
John understands evil in a way no man ever should. He traded
happiness for a magnificent and terrible power, and fate isn’t done
with him yet. He wasn’t looking for comfort. He didn’t need
tenderness. But today he’ll play hero to a damsel in distress, and
his quest will deliver him to the uncanny Martian colony of New
London—and his heart to the demure Phoebe Addison. The bookish beauty’shidden talents and deep abiding love just might save Cage from himself.Goodreads * Amazon
“Hey…” she sighed, taking the curve of his jaw in the palm of her hand and raising his eyes to meet hers. “I’m okay. You saved my life. For like… the millionth time.” He didn’t move, so she didn’t pull away, finally able to observe him. His jaw was set, tense as he stared at her with those dusky, changeable eyes. But Phoe could feel a tremble there. A fear lurking underneath that she would never have expected a man like Cage to possess. “I’m fine.”“And what in hell were you doing?” he said, snapping his head up to glare at her. “I told you to run away and you did exactly the opposite of what I said! You could have been killed! Or worse, bitten! You just… you don’t understand, Phoe. I’m supposed to protect you, and I didn’t protect you. I can’t lose another…” His words trailed off. She could tell he wanted to say more but wouldn’t. She held his gaze, but he looked away, as if he were hiding some weakness he couldn’t stand for her to see. There was some trauma lurking there.“What are you talking about?” she said. “Help me understand.” “I can’t,” he said, pulling back and shaking his head as if to clear it. “I won’t.”“But why…”He rolled back on his heels and rose quickly, his shoulder brushing against the bedside table and nearly toppling the glass of tea, an uncharacteristically clumsy movement. “Just leave it alone, Phoe. My demons are my own.” The weakness was gone, and now that hard-edged, barely contained anger returned. She knew if she pressed him that he would lash out. She was starting to understand, to be able to read his moods that had seemed so random and mysterious when they’d first met. There was a scab, healed over but still burning. “Rest up,” he said, turning to walk away. “We’ll leave at sunset. Addie has a car.”Swallowing her nausea, she threw back the blanket and stumbled out of the bed toward him. “Wait… Cage…”He stopped but didn’t turn.“Look, I don’t know what’s happened to you in your past. But we all have demons. Some of us, more than most people. I get it.” She lay a hand on his shoulder, feeling the tremble of muscles pulled tight. The sensation of gentle touch had evidently become a foreign concept, and his first reaction was to flee. His head turned, staring down at where the cool, pearlescent flesh of her fingertips rested against him. Such a profile, his eyes gazing downward and just the faint glisten of a single tear resting just under his eyelashes. Phoe’s heart broke for him. “You can trust me.”
“I do trust you, Phoe.” She slid her arm along his shoulder, and he turned, enveloping her body in a gentle embrace. He brushed a hand over her brow, smoothing back the stray locks that fell around her face. Being so close to him, she felt small and skittish. If he loosened his grasp even just a little, she feared she would retreat. He took her hand, bringing it to his lips and then pressing her palm against his cheek. Instantly his body relaxed, as if her touch were some sort of calming drug. Phoebe could actually feel the tension melting from his embrace. His eyes were full of fire and his breathing labored. Phoe couldn’t believe that it was her doing this to him. That all of this was for her. “I don’t trust me,” he went on. She was mesmerized by the curves of his lips as he spoke and without even realizing, she’d moved closer. Only a breath between them, and then their lips touched. He kissed her, lightly at first then more insistent. Phoe was stiff, the sensation so unfamiliar as his sumptuous mouth caressed her lower lip, worrying it gently, teaching her what to do. She melted into his embrace, and he teased the crease of her mouth with the tip of his tongue, coaxing it open before taking possession. Cage stole her breath and then offered his own. His arms tightened around her waist as he pulled her in against him, letting his hands rest on her hips as their kiss went on and on. When he let her go, Phoe stumbled, holding her dizzy head. A fluttery feeling rose in the pit of her belly, and all she wanted to do was kiss him again.NeoGeishaPhoenix Rising Book 2BACK...Macijah "Cage" St. John' didn't want the spy life anymore. He would
have been thrilled to spend every morning lying in the field behind
Phoe's home in smalltown Louisiana watching the clouds roll by. But
his Miss Addison wanted to spread her wings, literally. So Cage
accepted a mission that teamed him up with his lady love. If only he
had trusted her.TO THE FUTUREEverything about being a spy was a million times more exciting, and scarier,
than the books she'd read in her former life as a librarian. When her
first mission with Cage turned into a colossal clusterf*ck because he
withheld information and kept secrets, Phoebe's world narrowed into a
long tunnel of betrayal. Captured by space pirates and delivered to a
horrible fate, she wished the last words between them had been of
love, because she was certain she would never see Cage St. John again.In NeoGeisha, Alexandra Christian returns to the intriguing,
post-apocalyptic world she created in Naked. Cage and Phoe continue
to build their relationship, but not without complications. Romantic
conflict and fast-paced action keep the pages turning, right down to
the satisfying ending. ~ Nancy Northcott, Author of the Light Mage
Wars seriesNeoGeisha hit all my personal high points: wild adventure, sheet-scorching sex,
killer machines, thousands-to-two odds and a vampire shape-shitfting
James Bond in space. ~Vivien Jackson, Author of Wanted and Wired seriesGoodreads * AmazonIn AbsinthiaPhoenix Rising Book 3ALL INCLUSIVE VICTORIANA & STEAMPUNKInterplanetary master spies, Macijah "Cage" St. John and Phoebe Addison
are forced to take vacation time, and she wants to go to Absinthia,
an off-world all inclusive interactive vacay planet set up as
Victorian London, but with all the future comforts. Cage doesn't do
down time, but their boss has other ideas, so begrudgingly, Cage
agrees to go to Absinthia. Within a day of their arrival, they get
embroiled in a Ripper copy cat series of murders complete with
séances, "altered" humans, kidnapping, and affairs of the
heart - their hearts, which will always belong to each other.Goodreads * AmazonOut of AshesPhoenix Rising Book 4THE LOVE YOU TAKE IS EQUAL TO THE LOVE YOU MAKEPhoebe Addison and Macijah "Cage" St. John have so much going on
they can barely take a breath. Interplanetary master spies who
generally drive their boss crazy, they are now trying to track down
the person - is a skin walker a person? - who tried to kill him at
their engagement party. Yeah, they were talked into returning to
Louisiana so the whole town could show up and gawk at Cage. But they
have bigger problems than usual when tracking an assassin. Secrets
that have been buried for too many years are about to be uncovered if
Cage and Phoe can survive the people, vampires and "things"
that are trying to kill them. And to top if off, Phoe has a secret
she's sure will send Cage into a tailspin. But, as with everything
they have lived through to be together, their love is the constant
that is its own reward.Goodreads * Amazon
Cage opened the refrigerator and gazed inside. In the car, he’d realized how incredibly hungry he was. While in St. Francisville, finding blood was not an easy task, so he had to conserve his supply as much as possible. “A-ha,” he said, pulling the narrow, stainless steel bottle from the back of the shelf. He opened it up and the lid made a hissing sound as the seal let go. Immediately, his mouth began to water, and his jaw felt tight. He turned up the bottle and drank deeply. The coppery flavor was a relief. He could already feel the warmth flooding his system. The exhaustion drained away almost instantly, and his eyelids fluttered with the overwhelming rush.“Ava is such a gift,” Phoe said.Cage opened his eyes. “She is, but how so this time?”Phoe gestured to the neatly packed containers stacked on the counters. “She packed up all the leftovers for us.” She opened one of the containers and gasped. “Oooh…her famous tiny cupcakes.” Phoe took one of the cupcakes and peeled the lacy wrapper off. “These are delicious. She used to make them for us when I was in her class.” She hopped up on the counter and sank her teeth into the cake. “Mmm…you have to taste this.”Cage came over to where Phoe was perched on the countertop. Her legs were open, and he slid between them, placing his hands on either side of her thighs. “Are you going to give me a taste?” he asked, his voice a low purr.Phoe offered a mischievous grin. Her tongue sneaked out to sweep away a tiny crumb stuck to the plump swell of her lip. “Do you want to taste my cupcake?”“I can assure you, Miss Addison, nothing would please me more than to taste your cupcake.” He leaned in for a kiss, but as he opened his mouth, she pressed the cupcake against his tongue. The fluffy white frosting was so sweet. He licked at it, almost sucking the cake into his mouth whole.
“It’s good, isn’t it?” Phoe whispered. She took another cupcake and offered it to him.
Alexandra Christian is an author of mostly romance with a speculative slant.
Her love of Stephen King and sweet tea has flavored her fiction with
a Southern Gothic sensibility that reeks of Spanish moss and deep
fried eccentricity. As one-half of the writing team at Little Red Hen
Romance, she’s committed to bringing exciting stories and
sapiosexual love monkeys to intelligent readers everywhere. Lexx also
likes to keep her fingers in lots of different pies having written
everything from sci-fi and horror to Sherlock Holmes adventures. Her
alter-ego, A.C. Thompson, is also the editor of the highly successful
Improbable Adventures of Sherlock Holmes series of anthologies from
Mocha Memoirs Press. A.C. will also pen several Shadow Council
Archives novellas starring everyone’s favorite sidekick, Dr. John
Watson, coming soon from Falstaff Books.A self-proclaimed “Southern Belle from Hell,” Lexx is a native
South Carolinian who lives with an epileptic wiener dog and her
husband, author Tally Johnson. Her long-term aspirations are to one
day be a best-selling authoress and part-time pinup girl. She’s a
member of Romance Writers of America and Broad Universe—an
organization that supports female authors of speculative fiction.Website * Newsletter * Facebook * FB Group * Twitter * Instagram * Amazon * GoodreadsFollow the tour HERE
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