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The Boundaries (Collection)
by Lexxie Couper
Publication Date: August 29, 2008
Genre: Erotica, Paranormal Erotica, Dark Fantasy
Boundary Guardian Zeric Arctos knows trouble when he sees it – and Raavelian sex-slave Jai’Enna Ti screams all sorts of trouble. Jai’Enna Ti is out for revenge. Posing as a sex-slave isn’t the worst thing she’s done – she is, after all, an Intel-Patrol Corps termination agent, albeit gone rogue at the moment. Something about the menacing, broody Boundary Guardian Zeric Arctos pushes all her buttons. But is she ready to let her once broken heart be touched again?
The Intel-Patrol Corps want their rogue assassin back. Violent, tenacious and deadly, Raq Tornada is an agent to fear. He’s also Jai’Enna’s ex-lover – with a score to settle. A big one. Once Jai’Enna Ti is in his sights, nothing will shake him. Not even the mysterious creature of Ancient Terran myth who seems to love her.
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I believe I’ve said it before about Lexxie Couper: she’s mean to her characters! …By the time the third story comes around I almost wanted to say to Ms. Couper, please, can you be nice this time? But that wouldn’t have had the emotional impact that Awakening did end up with. A truly awesome series.”
This story has more twists and turns then a maze. The reader will be breathless by the time the last page is read. The sex scenes in this book are so hot I was surprised the pages did not burn to a crisp. I was sorry when the book ended.
The Boundaries: Assassin is an imaginative, Sci-Fi tale with an erotic twist mixed with danger. A fast-paced plot that revolves around erotic passion and intense situations ensures readers stay gripped to their seats.
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Oh no, here we go again.
Boundary Guardian Zeric Arctos folded his arms across his broad chest, struggling to control his exasperation as he watched his partner stare after the beautiful Raavelian slave-girl walking past them. Jak V’t’an was a sucker for Raavelian females — it had, Zeric suspected, something to do with the way they looked. Hypnotic violet eyes, smooth tight ass, breasts that filled a man’s hands to perfection and long legs that just wouldn’t quit. This one — Zeric shot the slave-girl’s body a quick look — well, this one was an excellent example of her species.
“I think I’m in love,” Jak murmured, unable to take his eyes off the barely dressed female.
“You fall in love every hour.” Zeric’s grin was dry as he turned back to the Suck and Blow Inn’s filthy bar.
“Yeah, but this one’s different.” Jak leaned away from the bar, watching the slave-girl thread her way through the rowdy crowd. His pale grey eyes sparkled. “Didn’t you see that mouth of hers? Those lips? And those eyes? Gods, Zeric, a man could drown in those! I’ve never seen a Raavelian with green eyes before.”
No, neither had Zeric. And he had to admit he hadn’t missed the striking power of the Raavelian’s gaze either. Nor the fullness of her lips. They were the kind of lips made for kissing.
Damn it, Arctos, you’re getting as bad as Jak.
He scowled at the thought. When it came to women, his partner was ruled by his cock. Thank Jezu, his instincts ruled when they were on duty. Boundary Guardians couldn’t afford to be anything but switched on. If they weren’t, they were dead.
“I’m going after her,” Jak proclaimed, banging his drink down.
“No, you’re not.” Zeric gave his partner a hard look, golden-brown eyes firm. “We’ve got a Bliss dealer to catch, remember?”
Jak let out a sharp sigh. “Yeah, you’re right.” He gave one more lingering look at the slave-girl, watching her slip nimbly between a group of drunken Ornithions. He returned his reluctant attention to Zeric. “But after we nail this bastard, I’m coming back here and taking her away from all this shit.”
Zeric cocked one dark eyebrow. “And take her where? To The Reaper? A Boundary ship isn’t exactly the place for domestic bliss.”
Jak pulled a face and picked up his glass. “Just ’cause you’ve decided to be a lonely, miserable bastard for the rest of your life doesn’t mean I have. I don’t plan on being a Boundary Guardian forever, y’know.”
Neither did I, Zeric thought darkly.
“Hey!” Jak’s smooth voice was suddenly all business, cutting over Zeric’s silent pain. “Looks like our friend’s just arrived.”
Zeric raised his glass to his mouth, checking out the raucous mob behind him in the bar’s filthy wall mirror. A Xolotlan barged through the crowd, mottled blue skin rippling over his enormous gut; his blunt snout and short tail both twitching nervously.
“Ugly bastard, isn’t he?” Jak said into his glass.
Zeric unclipped his gun from its holster on his thigh and straightened from the bar, focussed adrenaline filling his veins. Beside him, Jak seemingly adjusted his jacket, hands flicking briefly over his own weapons. He gave Zeric a slight nod — ready — and they moved into the packed bar, pushing through the unruly drunken patrons as they followed the Xolotlan toward the back rooms.
It seemed their prey had a taste for the sex-dens.