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Genres: Erotica, Fiction, General, Science Fiction
Also by this author: Unexpected Circumstances
I awaken in a laboratory.
I don’t know who I am.
I’m inexplicably drawn to the doctor who cares for me. She tells me I’ve been altered, that I’m stronger and faster, that I’ll be a key component in a war between corporations. She says I volunteered for this. She says I volunteered to be transformed, but I have no way of knowing if what she says is true.
Something isn’t right. My memories have been taken, wiped clean, but dreams begin to slip into my conscious mind. I can’t let anyone know when that happens, or they’ll remove my memories again. Somewhere inside of me, I know I need to remember something important.
I’m fighting a war I don’t understand, and the one woman I rely on can’t be trusted.
ARC provided by Author/Publisher for honest review.
The Carson Alliance and the Mills Conglomerate are at war. The Mills Corporation has created a project called Project Mindstorm. It is the first real threat to all. Sten is apart of this project. He has absolutely no clue who he is, why he is there. He is basically a super human that can do some real damage if ordered or provoked. One thing he does know for sure is that his doctor, Riley Grace, can keep him calm and in control.
“As long as she’s near me, I question nothing. She’s my doctor, my guide, and the subject of nearly every thought in my head. Everything I do – everything I am – centers on her.”
So much devotion he has for her. However this experiment is all chemically induced to keep the specimen in control. Does he really have feelings for her or is it all based on the chemicals they pump into him to keep him strong and all powerful? They are at war, who will make it out alive?
This book is just amazing. I was instantly hooked on the blurb and thought “OK, I know what is going to happen.” Uh, no. This surpassed all my expectations. It just gave me all the feels. I totally feel in love with Sten. A man of mystery, he just pulled me in from the very get go. Riley is an amazing counterpart to him. She is soft and calming while he is hard and possessive. It is just a really good chemistry between these two. They had so much depth. You cant help but feel for these characters.
Shay really put us in a world that seemed all to real. You cannot help but think, can this shit really happen? This plot is something I have read before, a scientific illusion at best but for me but it was done in a way that she made it her own. She just took me through a roller coaster ride of emotions where I was literally at the edge of my seat waiting to see what was going to happen!
All I can say is I want more! Once you read this, you’ll know why!
“That’s why I can’t stop thinking about fucking you.”
Her eyes widen, and she quickly looks away from me. She stands and starts to pull her hand away, but I push myself off the bed and grasp her arm before she can go anywhere. Our bodies touch, and I reach one arm around her back and pull her tightly against me.
I cup her face with my hand and run my thumb across her lips. Her scent is all over me now, and I want to experience her with my tongue. Would her taste resemble her scent or complement it? I have to know.
Pulling her closer, I press my open mouth to hers. Her body stills, and she grips my shoulder with one hand as the other presses against my chest. Her mouth is warm. I can feel her breath as my tongue slides inside. Her taste is indefinable, smooth like sweet liquor I can’t recall ever tasting.
There is a shift inside of her. It can’t be seen or heard, but I can smell it and taste it. The smell of her skin becomes darker, thicker. I feel her flex her fingers on my shoulder as she tilts her head to allow me to deepen the kiss.
How would her scent change if I were inside of her? What sounds would she make when she comes? Would she muffle her cries or be loud enough for all those watching us to hear? How would it feel to come inside of her? What sounds would I make?
I don’t even know if I’m a virgin.
Reaching behind her, I shove whatever is on the side table to the floor, lift Riley up, and set her down on the edge. I grip her hips and pull her against my stomach. The table is too high. I can’t fuck her from this angle. I break the kiss, lift her effortlessly, turn, and drop her ass to the edge of the bed.
I freeze my actions. My entire body tightens, and my dick throbs in my shorts.
It’s too much. I need this. I need her.
I don’t move.
“You have to let go of me.”
I squeeze my eyes shut and withdraw my hands only enough to release her. I keep them close enough to still feel the heat from her body and detect the shift of air when she moves. She uses her hands to push herself backward on the bed, away from me.
The muscles in my legs shake. I’m so wound up, and I can’t let it go. The tension becomes painful and the need for release so prevalent, I can no longer think. I grip the edge of the bed until my knuckles turn white. As soon as she pulls her legs back and pushes herself off the edge of the bed, on the side opposite me, I grab the bed and throw it, smashing it into the mirror.
I glare at my reflection, and the strange dark eyes glare back at me. The unfamiliar lips are curled up in a snarl, and the unkempt beard creates a frightening image. Everything about the man looking back at me is alien.
Didn’t I just shave last night?