Today, HJ is pleased to share with you Milly Taiden’s new release: Elemental Mating
Their existence was a secret the government stumbled upon. Their existence was a secret the government stumbled upon. In exchange for continued autonomy, the paranormals entered an alliance with the government. Now they are A.L.F.A.: Alpha League Federal Agency, sworn to protect and serve humanity.
Brilliant scientist Melinda Caster has discovered a new strain of the Zika virus that stimulates synaptic growth in embryos, causing neuron development beyond normal human levels. Way beyond, like ESP-levels of cognitive abilities. When the lab is broken into, Melinda realizes that someone has been keeping tabs on her research and wants it for themselves. A happy accident destroys critical data before it can fall into the wrong hands, but unfortunately that makes Melinda and her perfect memory a target.
A.L.F.A sends in jaguar-shifter Agent Parish Hamel to discover who is after the virus and why. The beautiful scientist acts like catnip to his senses and throws his mating instincts into overdrive. And then she disappears along with the only sample of the virus…. Now Parish must canvas the darkest areas of the supernatural underground to rescue Melinda, and what he discovers is beyond a paranormal’s worst nightmare.
Read an exclusive excerpt from Elemental Mating:
Melinda set her laptop and notes on a table in her lab. The room was fairly large for only one person to work in, thus when a piece of equipment or box needed to be stored someplace, it usually ended up in her lab.
Dr. Hump-him—Hamel—followed her in. He took another deep breath. What was up with that? Did he smell something strange? She took a shower this morning. Her little home even had electricity.
Actually, most buildings did in Entebbe. The Ugandan town was one of the larger ones in the small country. It sat on the shore of Lake Victoria in Africa, much like Chicago butted up to Lake Michigan.
“You keep a clean lab, Miss Caster.”
“Yeah, you can’t have microbes from lunch floating onto a petri dish.”
“Penicillin was discovered in such a way.”
“Of course; how do you expect a man to discover anything?” She eyed him for his reaction. If he could handle her man-bashing, they’d get along just fine. No women-bashing, though. Yes, it was a double standard, but it was her lab. If he didn’t like it, he really was more than welcome to leave.
“Agreed, Miss Caster. Men are usually not associated with cleanliness.”
Did he just agree with her? Holy shit. Maybe she’d found a keeper. Wait, he’s Oversight. Never mind.
“Melinda”—yes, she interrupted, dammit—“please call me Melinda.” The big guy smiled.
“As long as you call me Parish, I will.”
She inwardly cringed. “Parish” reminded her too much of her parents. “No offense, Dr. Hamel, but may I call you by your last name?” She waited for his indignant reply.
“I prefer that, actually,” he said.
Holy double shit! He agreed with her again. This hadn’t happened since the guys on the vaccination floor agreed to move their beer to another fridge. She would’ve hated for one of them to accidently drink a virus. Though, how one could confuse a test tube for a beer, she didn’t know. But she had no doubt, the men would’ve found a way.
“Hamel it is, then,” she said. Her eyes glanced around the room while her brain scrambled for something to say. She was never good at the whole human-communication thing. That was another nice thing about being a researcher; they were known to work constantly, thus excused from social interaction.
Hamel saved her from herself and spoke first. “How about we start from the beginning and you tell me how you came across this new virus.” That she could do.
She opened her laptop, logged into the network, then turned to him. Damn, he was standing close. She hadn’t noticed in the awkward moment spent trying to find something to say. He smelled different, a good different. Woodsy, fresh, like he just came in from a run in the forest. Her favorite smells.
That was another thing she loved about where she lived. Before when she thought of Africa, two things came to mind: dense jungle with monster snakes that squeezed you to death, and desert sands that went on forever, unmercifully killing anyone stupid enough to get lost.
But surrounding Africa’s largest lake, trees and cleared land dominated the populated areas. Waves gently lapped against the shore on Entebbe’s public beaches. As soon as the narrow swaths of sand ended, forests sprang, giving shelter from the sun. Town sidewalks and parks roamed the lake area, letting tourists and natives alike easily dip their toes into the warm water.
Her balcony at home faced the water, always catching the cool winds. At night, she usually sat outside, listening to the waves come in. Sometimes a radio played pop hits in the distance, and happy screams of children chasing the retreating water, only to be caught by the incoming deluge, floated in the air.
Shit. She realized why he was so close to her. Not because she was alluring or exotic. No, he was close so he could watch her type in her network password. Damn. She’d have to change it again. It was time, anyway. She was sure administration wouldn’t be happy if they found out “fuckingpassword1” belonged to their lab technician. It fit the criteria: more than eight letters, number included, and she wouldn’t forget it. Worked for her.
Excerpt. ©Milly Taiden. Posted by arrangement with the publisher. All rights reserved.
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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling
Hi! I’m Milly Taiden. I love to write sexy stories featuring fun, sassy heroines with curves and growly alpha males with fur. My books are a great way to satisfy your craving for paranormal romance with action, humor, suspense and happily ever afters.
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