Bron: A Scifi Alien Warriors Romance

His secret could destroy them both…

Ever since aliens secretly colonized her small hometown of Harbor, Kansas, Olivia Hall knew that her life would be full of adventure. She never dreamed that adventure would include sharing a soulmate bond with a towering, glowering Cygnian warrior. She knows Bron feels their connection, but doesn’t understand why he’s fighting it. She’s determined to break through the walls her huge, blue soulmate has erected around himself.

Bron has always held himself apart from other Cygnians. He is the only Cygnian cyborg. Few know his secret, and he is honor-bound to keep it that way, even as his mechanical systems begin to malfunction with no hope for repair. When he meets a human woman whose gentle nature and soft touch brings his biological systems to the forefront, he must decide whether to try to build a life with her or let his own be forfeit.

When the pair make their way to the homeworld of the incredibly secretive aliens who saved Bron’s life by turning him into a cyborg, they uncover more danger than they imagined. The enemy behind Bron’s cybernetic malfunctions isn’t done with him yet. Can Bron and Olivia’s love see them through the challenges of an icy ocean-planet, or are they destined to sink into darkness?

Excerpt:

Their gazes met and locked, the bright blue light of his irises almost too intense to hold. He struck his wristbands together, his deep voice humming in his chest. The command note caused his wristbands to expand until he could slide them from his wrists. He stepped closer, and she nearly ran to him, her need to be closer consuming all thought. Instead of taking her in his arms, he held out the wristbands in offering.

She smiled, lifting her hands so that he could slide the gleaming chrome-colored crystal onto her wrists. Another hummed note had her writhing, his voice resonating within her in all the right places. The wristbands tightened to fit her perfectly. Bron’s hands lingered, still clasping the devices. Fear overwhelmed his own desire. What could he be afraid of?

“I accept you,” she whispered, the words leaving her lips without thought. “Whatever burdens you carry, I will carry them with you.”

A shuddering breath escaped him and he lowered his head, then shook it. “I am the luckiest Cygnian who has ever lived. To have a soulmate such as you. And…”

When the silence dragged on, she gently prompted, “And?”

“And to have been saved.”

“Saved?” What could a Cygnian need to be saved from? They were nearly indestructible.

Bron lifted her hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles, then he stepped back and dropped his grip on her wristbands.

Shimmering light spread over the left side of his body. His blue skin brightened to a gleaming chrome on his left arm and leg, as well as a significant portion of that side of his torso. The revealed metal crept over his chest, forming one of his pectoral muscles, and veered up across his abdomen in two sharp triangles that tapered to points as they neared his right side. The places where metal met flesh were so integrated, she couldn’t tell where one stopped and the other began. Aside from the color and the flat, segmented lines that adorned the chrome, both sides of his body looked natural, unlike the somewhat bulkier metal parts of the men in the tanks.

This wasn’t premeditated. She was certain of that. But what had happened to him? What could have done this to a Cygnian warrior? He lifted his head so he could study her eyes, and the stark vulnerability she saw there tugged at her pounding heart.

It didn’t matter what was in the past. He needed her, now. Needed her understanding and compassion. She would give it to him.