Spicy Romance & Recipes #3

By Mimi Riser

The third exciting offering from the Spicy Romance & Recipes collection, where every volume gives you something different...something daring...something to really sink your teeth into... Volume 3 contains the novella “The Big Bang” – sci-fi action with sizzle! – plus some great recipes for taste-team treats like hot chili & cheese dip, speck un kraut, double-decker pumcan pie, and more...
“The Big Bang”: The time is the future; the place, the Milky Way. Terrans control the Galactic Federation, and the Federation controls everything. Non-Terrans are treated like second-class citizens, while hybrids have no citizenship at all. Genetically engineered by splicing human with animal DNA, hybrids are called “pets,” but their real status is Possession. Thus are sown the seeds of discontent to blossom into a rebellion that’s almost uprooted in one awful act of betrayal... Four years ago Blake stole Karma’s heart along with her virginity. Then he marooned her in the armpit of the galaxy while he sold out the rebels’ leader—her father—to the Feds. But cat-people land on their feet. She survived, escaped, and rebuilt the Freedom Alliance... Karma might have forgiven Blake for what he did to her, but she’ll nail his traitorous ass to the wall for the rest of it. With a lethally sexy crew, and a scout ship with an outlawed F-drive, she intends to capture his battle cruiser—kind of like a hawk hunting an elephant. But capturing Blake is the easy part. Facing the lust he still stirs in her may destroy the last of Karma’s nine lives...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mimi Riser
• Release date: Apr 21, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310620638

Mimi Riser

Mimi Riser is a longtime author of fiction and nonfiction, including several series and spanning a variety of genres (with flavors ranging from sweet to spicy hot). Her books celebrate the upbeat, the offbeat, and “beating the odds.” She began life in the urban northeast, but now resides in the rural southwest with her best friend & husband Rob.

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Mimi Riser puts the F in ‘funny as heck’ and the S in ‘sizzling sex’… I got swept along in the energetic kaleidoscope until I was dizzy from the rush of reading this story…megawatt warp speed…hotter than an exploding nova. Kaboom! ~Joyfully Reviewed

SPICY ROMANCE & RECIPES #3

The Big Bang

A stubborn Federation officer on a mission that confuses even him… A vengeful cat-woman fighting for the freedom of her hybrid race… Two haunted souls, burning with desire and trapped at opposite ends of an uprising that’s about to blaze into a galaxy-wide war…

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(Disclaimer: This novella is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.)

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Chapter 1: The Romance

The Big Bang

Smug son of a bitch, wasn’t he? All hard edges and planes, like a piece of chiseled rock. One fast chase and he thought he had her. He didn’t know she’d let him win.

Her breath tight in her chest, Karma Elzar studied the image in the view-screen. It might have been yesterday she’d last seen him. How little Blake had changed in four years. Still wore his ebony hair long and loose, still the same savage glint in his ice-blue eyes. The only difference was the Federal Starforce captain’s uniform stretched taut over his muscular form. Ironic garb for a former pirate. Then again, maybe not, since the Federation’s troops were the worst pirates of all.

Her stomach knotted as he made the expected demand.

Give it up, Karma. We both know I outclass you in size, weaponry and speed. You can’t fight me, and you can’t escape.

Even mixed with the crackle of the ship-to-ship telecom static, his husky voice brought a rush of damp heat burning between her thighs. Bastard. He might be right, but not the way he thought. She could outmaneuver his cruiser easily enough. But the man who captained it…

No matter how hard she hit, how far or fast she ran, she’d never escape the memory of those stolen hours in Blake Bransen’s embrace. In true pirate fashion he’d plundered her virginity and kindled flames no lover since had been able to equal or quench.

Then he’d marooned her in the armpit of the galaxy while he sold out her father to the Feds and, in the process, almost squashed the whole frigging rebellion. She might have forgiven him—eventually—for what he did to her, but she’d nail his traitorous ass to the wall for the rest of it.

With a cool smile she met his gaze in the view-screen. She was damned if she’d let him see the volcano he stirred within her. Fuck you, Blake.

His sensuous mouth curved into a wicked grin. Sounds good to me. Will you do the honors, kitten?

Kitten? Tiny curved blades popped out of Karma’s fingertips. Her father had been one hundred percent Terran stock, but her mother was one of the old Empire’s biogenetic experiments. The retractable claws, pearly white and razor sharp, were her legacy, along with the acute senses and agility that came from splicing feline DNA to human—all of which made the old pet-name something of a sore spot.

Not that she was ashamed of her family tree, but the fact there were a few tabbies sitting on its branches marked her a lesser entity in the eyes of the pure-bred human elite. Three long years of slavery had hammered home that lesson. Blake damn well knew it, too. Destroying her father, herself, and the future of the galaxy wasn’t enough for him apparently. He had to insult her as well. The man wasn’t just evil. He was an idiot. Hell, he was making this almost too easy.

Her smile went from cool to glacial. No thanks, Blake. I had that ‘honor’ once, remember? Not something I care to repeat. It took me weeks before to wash off your stink.

Liar. She’d loved how he smelled, warm and musky and all male. Her nostrils flared at the memory. Sudden desire stabbed her, sharp and hot. Goddess help her, but she wanted to inhale him again—now—to touch him, taste him, tantalize him. Simultaneous revenge and release. She wanted to rub her naked body over his, their skin glistening and slick with the sweat of arousal—wanted to drive him mad the way he’d tortured her. Licking, stroking, savoring… Then she’d claw his back and scream out four years of agony and frustration while he fucked her blind—

The ship shuddered around her.

The fantasy snapped.

And not a moment too soon. Shit, she’d almost come right here on the bridge. What a stupid waste of energy, especially now when they needed every ounce of power. That shudder was a tractor-beam locking onto them. An electromag-gravity beam, if she wasn’t mistaken. Unbreakable. She ought to know;