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Rescuing Rory
Book 1: Marks Mercenaries
by N.J. Walters

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Betrayed and sold into slavery after her father's death, Rory Banks finds herself dancing on the Exos, a deep-space pleasure ship. So when a stranger breaks open her cage and offers her a way out, she grabs it and runs.

Kal Marks and his brothers are space mercenaries and traders who have spent the past ten years searching for their younger sister. Their hunt has led them to the Exos and to Rory, who they hope will have information. But Kal never counted on wanting Rory or on the sexual tension and scorching heat that blazes between them. This mission just got a lot more complicated.

"A riveting read that scorches the readers with steamy passion and sizzling chemistry. The characters are strong, bold and easily capture the readers' attentions while the fast paced plot keeps the glued to the pages. The romance is hot, steamy and downright delicious but with a sweet overtone that makes readers sigh."
5 Stars--Stormy Vixens Reviews

"If you want an amazing series of space mercenaries; characters with varied personalities from fun loving to downright scary and enough steamy love scenes to fog up your glasses then get your hands on RESCUING RORY and start the journey to the stars in style."
~Annetta Sweetko, Fresh Fiction

Excerpt from Rescuing Rory
©2014 and 2019 N.J. Walters

Aurora Banks had seen just about everything in her twenty-two years of living, and most of it wasn't pretty. But this was the last thing she'd expected to happen when she was shoved into the dancing cage a few hours ago.

The man standing before her with his hand out was tall and broad and downright intimidating. His eyes were a piercing green, and his silky black hair fell around his shoulders. A thick scar ran from just below his eye by his nose all the way out to his ear.

If she were totally honest, he was handsome in a rough-looking way. Not that it mattered. He was a way out of this nightmare. Rory only hoped she wasn't jumping from one bad situation to an even worse one.

Trusting her instincts, she reached out and took his hand. It was warm and strong as it closed around hers and pulled her to the edge of the cage. He lifted her down from her gilded prison, wrapped one strong arm around her, and hustled her toward the wide red door that blocked their path to freedom.

"The guards." She had to yell to be heard above the din of the yelling and fighting. They called themselves bouncers, but they were here to do more than keep the peace. Their main job was to make sure they didn't lose any of the merchandise or the money. And all the women on board were considered prime merchandise.

"You let me worry about them." Her liberator reached inside his shirt and drew out a compact-sized blaster.

Something crashed behind her, and she automatically began to look toward it. He caught her chin and turned her face away. "Look forward, not back."

That was good advice. She ignored the noise and the fighting and hurried to keep up.

Unexpected Angel
Book 2: Marks Mercenaries
by N.J. Walters

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Angelina Astoferus is on the run from her uncle, who wants to marry her off as part of a business deal. Her only hope is to find a spaceship to escape on--and a man willing to take her virginity, since her being pure is part of the deal. A desperate escape attempt leads her to the loading docks of the planet Oasis, where she spies Amos. Captivated by him, when the opportunity to sneak on board his ship arises, she takes it.

When Amos Marks discovers a stowaway on his ship, he knows she is big trouble. He and his brothers don’t need two dangerous enemies--her powerful uncle and the jilted warrior from Gravas--but Amos can't turn his back on her. He decides to help her with her outlandish plan, but neither of them expects that the physical connection between them will lead to so much more.

"...fast paced and full of suspense as readers remained glued to the pages from the very intriguing start to this story. "
5 Stars--Stormy Vixens Reviews

"So if you love space adventures, daring heroes, spirited women, family, danger, drama and a lot of steamy romance then you have to read UNEXPECTED ANGEL."
~Annetta Sweetko, Fresh Fiction

"This is a very sweet novel with wonderful love scenes. The tenderness made me melt but there is also quite a bit of lust involved to."
4.5 Stars--Dryas, Long and Short Reviews

"Unexpected Angel is a great scifi romance read!"
5 Stars--The TBR Pile

Excerpt from Unexpected Angel
©2019 N.J. Walters

"What are you doing?" His voice was even lower than normal. Her breasts ached so she rubbed them against his muscled chest. "Angel?"

He kept saying her name wrong. Not that she really cared. Not as long as he was touching her.

He started to lower her. She clung to his neck, refusing to let go. But he was determined and much stronger. She soon found her feet back on the ground and her arms removed from his neck.

This wasn't part of her plan. He was supposed to be overcome with lust. Why wasn't he? Should she be insulted? She didn't have enough experience to know.

Then a sudden though occurred to her. "Are you married?" The idea she'd been kissing a married man horrified her. He wasn't wearing a ring or mating mark that she could see, but many cultures didn't have outward signs of a union.

"No." He stood with one hip cocked and his hands on his hips. He looked so good she wanted to nibble on the strong column of his neck. She'd never had the urge to bite anyone before in her life. What was Amos doing to her?

"Then why did you stop?" She thought it was a perfectly valid question, but it obviously startled Amos. He took a step back and looked around as though he half expected someone else to be with her.

His gaze narrowed and his lips thinned. "What kind of game are you playing?"

"No game." This was her life, and she was tired of feeling like a pawn in someone else's plan.

She unfastened her cloak and let it fall to her feet, leaving her clad only in a thin pair of pants and a white tunic. Both garments clung to her curves. She knew men were attracted to her shape. He uncle had used that fact many times to distract visiting business guests.

Amos's gaze flicked to her body but immediately went back to her face. Frustration filled her. Why wasn't he acting like every other man she'd ever met?

"You have to sleep with me?" she blurted.

"Why?" His bland reply was totally at odds with her impassioned plea. If it weren't for the hard bulge in the front of his flightsuit she"d swear the man was an android. Of course, he'd been all hot male while he'd been kissing her. That gave her some hope.

"To save my life."

Liberating Lacey
Book 3: Marks Mercenaries
by N.J. Walters

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Garth Marks and his brothers are space mercenaries and traders. Their life's mission is to find their younger sister, who was kidnapped ten years before. Their search has led them to Eden, a planet that is home to a cult-like group.

Lacey Freshlan wants to get away from Eden, and the strangers who have come here might be her ticket out. Garth is willing to use the sizzling attraction between them to get information from her, but he won't agree to take her with him. As much as he's drawn to her, Garth won't risk the safety of his family.

When Lacey foils a plot to poison them, Garth takes her with them when they flee. But they are not free yet. Betrayal and lies lead to a battle not only for their safety but also for their hearts.

"LIBERATING LACEY is a fun, sizzling, action-packed read that brings back the Marks brothers in all their glory. (...) If you love family, space travel, different worlds, getting to know an assortment of characters (and not all of them likable) then you need LIBERATING LACEY and you will also wait impatiently for the next offering by author N.J. Walters."
~Annetta Sweetko, Fresh Fiction

Excerpt from Liberating Lacey
©2019 N.J. Walters

Garth felt bad for her, truly he did. He couldn't imagine having to watch any of his brothers die, knowing he could save them, but being unable to do anything. He understood what it was like to be helpless. The years he'd spent searching for his sister, having to wonder and worry about what was happening to her, if she was even still alive, had been a master class in helplessness.

But it was for that very reason he knew he would lie to Lacey. There was no way he would allow his brothers to be hurt further. And aiding her in getting off of Eden would do that. While he understood her better than she probably thought, he'd use her and then leave her to her fate.

That made him the lowliest of bastards, but that didn't mean he wouldn't do it. Protecting his family was his life's work, his mission. It was what he'd lived and breathed since he'd woken in the medical building back on Quaros after the mine blast.

And no one, not even a beauty like Lacey, was going to stop him.

Shoving down the fury and self-hatred filling him, the sense that he was making a huge mistake, he nodded. "I'll help you if you help me."

Those amazing eyes of hers went luminous. He feared she was about to cry, but not a single tear fell. Somehow that made him feel even worse. Sorrow bled from her pores.

She slowly pushed to her feet and straightened her shoulders. "No, you won't. But I'll still do my best to help you find whoever you're searching for."

Salvaging Abby
Book 4: Marks Mercenaries
by N.J. Walters

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Space salvager Abby Marks has lived through the deaths of her brothers and an abduction. Independent, she lives by her own rules. But her life takes a turn when she decides to salvage what appears to be an abandoned Gravasian ship--only to come face-to-face with Vaden el Gravaso, an intimidating, yet downright sexy warrior, who seems intent on keeping her.

Engine troubles have disabled his ship. When Abby boards his vessel, she pulls a blaster and shoots him, so how can he not want her? Vaden knows her brothers are very much alive and searching for her, but so is her abductor. He isn't about to let any of them have her. As her past and present collide, both their lives and hearts are at risk.

"Readers can't help but become glued to the pages as suspense, excitement, passions and tempers builds to adrenaline pumping, heart stopping proportions that readers love to indulge in."
5 Stars--Stormy Vixens Reviews

"As with all of this series, and everything else I have had the pleasure of reading by this awesome author, SALVAGING ABBY has hilarious moments, action, drama, and intrigue along with a sweet romance and very steamy time for this couple to enjoy. Get your hands on SALVAGING ABBY so can enjoy their story, too."
~Annetta Sweetko, Fresh Fiction

"This is a wonderful love story that shows that although you can be strong, having a soft place to land is wonderful. It also shows family is everything."
4 1/2 Stars--Long and Short Reviews

Excerpt from Salvaging Abby
©2019 N.J. Walters

Vaden swore under his breath. He lowered his weapon and slowly removed his helmet, facing the woman who called herself Abe. Because now that he'd had time to study her, he had no doubt in his mind that the person holding a weapon on him was indeed female.

And he happened to know exactly who she was. "Hello, Abigail."

He took the blast to the chest, staggering back a step. She'd shot him. The little vixen had actually shot him. She was just like her brother Flynn. Shoot first and ask questions later.

He caught himself before he grinned. Then he lunged forward as she tried to detach from his ship. He grabbed her arm and dragged her onto his vessel.

She fought him, ramming her elbows against his ribs, stomping her foot against his instep. But he felt none of it through his high-tech battlesuit. "Let me go, you son of a bitch," she yelled. She fired again, this time hitting the door. It slid shut, the ship assumed it was being attacked and automatically went on total lockdown.

"Stop," he ordered. He grabbed her hand and held the weapon down. "I'm not going to hurt you. Drop the blaster."

"Not on your life, buddy."

Vaden was not used to being disobeyed. As a commander in the Gravasian space fleet, he was accustomed to his men following orders without question. Maybe it was only women who didn't listen. First his intended bride and now this woman.

He increased the pressure on her hand until she was forced to release the weapon. It clattered to the deck floor. She whirled in his arms and struck out, managing to land a solid hit to his chin. There was enough force behind it that it rocked his head back.

"Enough," he roared. "I don't want to hurt you." He wrapped his arms around her so she couldn't punch him again.

Her eyes glittered with anger and fear. Her smell was light and airy, like flowers. The chest protector she wore hid her attributes from him, but there was no denying she was all woman.

Her thick lashes came down, momentarily blocking his view of her eyes. She was breathing heavily, but she stilled, like a hunted creature waiting for an opportunity to flee.

Vaden was also breathing heavily, and it wasn't because he was tired. The little skirmish with her was nothing to him. He could fight for hours on end without stopping. He was Gravasian--fit and in his prime. And she was a woman, softer and weaker.

She glanced up at him, and he was lost in the depths of her eyes. He leaned down before he realized what he was doing and skimmed his lips over hers. She sucked in a breath. "What? What are you doing?"

"I'm kissing you."

Flynn's Assassin
Book 5: Marks Mercenaries
by N.J. Walters

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When mercenary and space trader Flynn Marks is approached by a woman in a seedy bar, he assumes she's not just looking for a good time. He's made enemies over the course of his life. With his family finally safe and settled, he'll handle this latest threat on his own.

Cerena Phelps has been tasked with killing a man if she ever wants to see her teenage son again. While she's no stranger to fights--being a woman bouncer is a tough job--she's never killed a man. Her plan? Lure Flynn away from the bar, seduce him, and kill him when his guard is down. Not a hardship given her unexpected and intense sexual attraction for her target. When her attempt on Flynn's life fails, they must learn to trust each other if they both hope to survive and rescue her son.

"The final 'Marks Mercenaries' story is the most thrilling story in this series and an absolutely perfect one for the gruff, tough Flynn."
5 Stars--Stormy Vixens Reviews

"FLYNN'S ASSASSIN is the perfect ending to this amazing series. (...) FLYNN'S ASSASSIN is fantastic, and if you love family, space travel, bad guys getting theirs, and love filling the pages with sweetness and lots of steam, then this is the perfect read for you."
~Annetta Sweetko, Fresh Fiction

Excerpt from Flynn's Assassin
©2019 N.J. Walters

Cerena Phelps was making a huge mistake, but it wasn't like she had a choice. Her mission was clear. Flynn Marks had to die. If he didn't...

She didn't allow herself to contemplate failure. There was too much on the line.

She'd stalked her quarry to this bar all the while a part of her had hoped he'd jump right back on his ship and leave Oasis. There was no way her small craft could catch his deep-space-class trader.

"You gonna sit or just stand there?"

Flynn Marks was even more intimidating in person. She hadn't seen a picture of him, but she'd been given a very accurate description. Still, it didn't do him justice. Tall with one eye and a robotic arm, short black hair with a streak of white running through it. All accurate, but also misleading.

He wasn't just tall. He was huge. She'd glimpsed him earlier, and he had to be at least six and a half feet of solid muscle. Scars radiated out from behind the patch on his eye, but they in no way detracted from his rugged good looks. His hair was buzzed so short it had been difficult to see the white streak in it.

Something inside her stirred. Something she hadn't experienced in years--sexual attraction.

"I'm sitting." She pulled the chair around, situating it closer to him. It served two purposes--to put her closer to the wall and to allow her to sit beside Flynn.

Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves and steady her racing heart, she stuck out her hand. "Cerena Phelps." She didn't see any point in lying about her name. After all, he could easily discover her identity if he was so inclined. This was likely a suicide mission anyway.

Her life didn’t matter. Her son's life was priceless. And that was exactly what the bastard who'd taken Nix had been counting on.

Flynn's hand completely engulfed hers. Heat radiated from him and into her skin. It was a shock, but a pleasant one. This attraction she had toward her assignment was both a help and a hindrance. If it got her close to him, all the better, but it was distracting, too.

She couldn't forget for one second that her job was to kill the man currently touching her.

"Flynn Marks," he replied. His voice seemed to reverberate deep inside her, causing every nerve ending in her body to vibrate.

When he released her, she wanted to grab his hand and hold on. Instead, she dropped her hand back to her lap. She had a plan and needed to stick to it. It was simple really. Get him to take her back to his ship, have sex, and when he was sated and his guard was down, she'd kill him.

Cold-blooded? Absolutely. She'd never killed a man before. Knocked some heads together, sure. But this was beyond her.

But she had no choice.