Fish Men and Flash Cards
Book 2 of The Afterlife is a Warm Spaceship
One brain tumor, suicide, rescue, and battle with space pirates later, Beatrice’s life among alien mercenaries continues to get weirder and weirder.
While her love affair with Malley was a whirlwind of fun and lust, even the best things sometimes to start to wind down. Lucky for her, there might be another paramor waiting in the wings to pick up the slack. The amphibious mechanic Silviani experiences the world through touch, and his new favorite subject has become Beatrice.
As this new little affair blossoms, they have a greater concern. The only way to stay on the ship is to pass a series of profesional gauntlets. The first? An epic standardized test you’re expected to fail the first time. Only made more tense when an ambassador from High Command comes by to check in.
Can she cram a lifetime of studying into the mere weeks it takes to get to the next Co-Op hub? Maybe if Silviani is her tutor…and they don’t get…distracted….
Content includes: underwater intimacy, non-penetrative intimacy, MMF threesome, jealous ex-boyfriend energy
threats of mass violence, minor on-page individual violence, discussions of death/suicide
Free Short Story:
“A Home Like This”
“That’s a f***ing spaceship.”
An interesting reaction when you, too, are piloting a spacecraft. On the way back to the human space station from a reclamation job, Captain Eloise Aguilar stops to explore an alien craft orbiting a nearby moon. When she meets the alien inside, things get a little…hotter…than expected…
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About
Lorelei
Lorelei always wanted to smooch aliens. Why not, of course? They grew up on a healthy diet of Stargate, Star Trek, Farscape and the standard western canon of old, white, male sci-fi writers. As well as the fanfiction that slammed those people together in…interesting circumstances…
So imagine their delight when alien romance novels started appearing on the market! Now these were wonderful stories written by lovely writers, but most them just…weren’t…quite…right…At least not what Lorelei was looking for.
If they can’t find what they want? Whelp, they’ll just have to do it themselves.
Lorelei Havok 