Luminous Nights (MF)
[BookStrand Sci-Fi Romance]
Cop or convict?
How many faces can one man own?
An assassin wearing a holographic mask and a prison tattoo boards Rachel’s freighter during a prison riot. He is intent on recovering gadgets, which are capable of changing a man’s identity, from the black-market gang who'd stolen them. She’s not sure of Jack's identity nor his goal, but he claims to be an Alliance I-Marshal. Cop or convict? The clues never stop contradicting. Rachel's horrified to find that the bright holographic mask conceals the gruesome face of a monster. And the badge doesn’t stop him from murdering people right before her eyes.
When Rachel learns Jack will trade innocent lives for the digital miracles, she's determined to make the mercenary grow a heart. How could a stone-cold killer kiss her so hotly? How could she kiss such a dangerous deceiver?
Jack has done years in prison to learn who’d stolen the remaining Gemini ticks, 3-D magic. Nothing will keep him from gaining extreme-technology, capable of unleashing galaxy-wide chaos. Forget feelings for Rachel. She can’t stop him from killing everyone involved.
A BookStrand Mainstream Romance
5 STARS: "In Luminous Nights, Michelle Hart takes readers on a journey in the future. Our mode of transportation is a mail freighter (space ship). Captain Rachel Waters' task could be compared to the pony express or today's mail carrier. Jack Luminous joins her on this flight. He claims to be an Imperial Marshall, much like a US Marshall in today's world. However, is Jack, who and what he claims? The action in this book is fast and non-ending. Rachel finds herself in the midst of battle, pulled into a space whirlpool, and transported to a planet in an unknown galaxy. The blue inhabitants ruled by an evil dictator. Neither Rachel nor Jack is team players, but if they are to save the inhabitants and survive, they must learn to trust and work together. However, how do you work with someone you cannot trust? Hart offers readers a delightful romance, set in the future, in the far reaches of space. The action and romance in this book make it a fantastic read. There is an instant spark between Jack and Rachel, but she resists the temptation allowing the tension to build between them. Jack is a multidimensional character, both good and evil. He is capable of murder and yet cares. Technology in the world Hart has created will surprise the reader. The brain continues to function and communicate long after the body has decayed. There is a mask that can change to appearance of the one wearing it. GRE is her canine companion, sort of. Jet, the genetically enhanced dog, steals the show in this book. Fans of fantasy/sci fi romance will not want to miss this read." -- Reader's Favorite Book Reviews
5 TEA CUPS, RECOMMENDED READ: "Michele Hart has crafted a world rich in detail similar to the movie Blade Runner...Ms. Hart’s attention to detail, character development and dialogue are exceptional. You are immediately transported to another time and place, living and breathing each moment with the main characters. The bad guys are there in force, the twists and turns of the plot making it fast paced and again, the world-building is fantastic. The romantic element is just enough without taking over the whole story...Read it. It’s that good." -- Ren, Happily Ever After Reviews
4.5 STARS: "Rachel Waters is the Captain of a spaceship that usually delivers only mail. On this trip, however, she transports drugs bound for a planet that needs them to combat a plague. If she is caught, she could end up in jail. She has one stop to make first. She must pick up a passenger from a prison planet called Null. Rachel’s straight forward assignment suddenly starts to go wrong. Instead of the man she knows, she is boarded by a man claiming to be an Alliance I-Marshal. While his ID matches his face, the prison tattoo she sees on his arm tells her that he is a convict. She is conflicted but takes him from Null. She soon discovers that he wears a holographic mask that can change his appearance. Rachel convinces herself that she will be safe once she drops him off at her next port of call. Rachel’s life is about to get very complicated. Jack Luminous is the poster boy for the Alliance I-Marshals. He seems to be everywhere, taking down crime organizations across the entire Alliance. Jack, however, is not who he appears to be. He has an agenda. Jack has the ability to change his face whenever he pleases. He can be the handsome Jack Luminous one moment and with the flick of a switch he becomes a horribly deformed monster with a gruesome tattoo across his face. Jack is on a mission and he needs Rachel to help him achieve his goals. He also plans to seduce Rachel. Is he an Alliance I-Marshal as he claims or an escaped convict from Null? Michele Hart keeps the reader guessing from the first page of this book. Just when you think you know the truth, something happens that puts all of your conclusions in doubt. In spite of her fear of Jack, Rachel finds herself falling under his spell. Jack never forces himself on Rachel. He waits for her to come to him. Is Rachel falling in love with a monster or a man of justice?" -- Candy, Sensual Reads Reviews
They laughed together, then Jack rose and threw a knee over her hips, and straddled her. It stopped her breath!
Then he removed the open top of his techsuit, unveiling his toasty, sinewy body, and he grinned like he knew all the secrets of the universe. He arrested her hands, placed them on his chest, and dragged them over the softly light-haired and weight-chiseled torso down to his hard-sculpted stomach. The core of her began to radiate like cosmic waves of desire through her. Her hands moved to his narrow waist, and she skimmed his sides upward, widening to the bulk of his rib cage.
There wasn’t a man alive more perfectly formed. She loved God’s artwork in making him. His erection behind his pants was unavoidable.
He bent above her, his weight taken by one tight arm, and he set the chocolate next to her hair. “Your hair is the exact shade of Eltanin’s darkest and best. You make a wonderful chocolate goddess, Rachel.”
Suspended over her to prevent smearing the chocolate suns painted on her breasts, he lowered his mouth to hers again, his tongue caressing her, sucking on her lips, nibbling and making her ache. Her hands swept over his dark flesh, and she squeezed his shoulders to endure the energetic pleasure he sent shooting through her.
When he parted from her again, Rachel muttered, breathless, “I still have to pay for my chocolate, don’t I?”
“You have to kiss me, not the other way around. A full-out, passionate, hardcore kiss from the sexiest part of hell. You’ve had your chocolate, and you’re indebted to me until I get my approved kiss.”
“Every time I think of kissing you, you kiss me first.”
“My chocolate, my rules. I guess you’ll need to outwit me, get the jump on me.”
“Outwit you? Is it possible, Jack?”
He gave a doubtful pinch of lips, his light eyes squinted, a brow risen. “No. But I encourage you to try.”
“What a finely orchestrated chocolate system you have. Must’ve been a well thought-out and experienced strategy.”
“Just the opposite. I gazed at your hair that first week on the Caprice, and it all came to me at once, an intricate plan to suck chocolate off your body.”
He descended upon her breasts, taking one into his mouth and licking the chocolate from her. Rachel’s head fell back from the pleasure of feeling him ravish her. For all the small area his tongue dominated, he sent warp-waves of delicious agony through her. Then he suckled her breast, making her cry out. And cry out again. Her hands gripped his biceps and squeezed with the strength of the pleasure.
He rose again above her, chocolate glazing his mouth. His chest rose and fell faster. He guided her back into his kiss, sharing the chocolate and his passionate contact. The pleasure of the cocoa infiltrated her, heightening the high. Then he did it again, suckled her other breast to feast upon the chocolate, and her hands went to his short hair. She tightened her grip on the golden spikes until she blathered his name. She thought she’d explode from his torment, didn’t know how much more she could take.
“Jack, are you teasing me again, playing with me like a toy, only to put me back into your toy chest?”
The blue skies of Earth in his firelit eyes and in his voice deep with want, he told her, “No, Rachel, I’m not going to tease you and put you away. I’m not even going to have sex with you. I’m going to make love to you. The way a smart man should have long ago.”
He rose, rid himself of his pants, and she saw his strong erection. He opened her legs and sat back on his knees between them and just looked at her. Then he stuck his finger in her bellybutton to tickle her, causing both of them smiles.
He picked up the chocolate again, melted a glob on his fingers, and he drew a heart midway up her thigh. Then he bent and sucked it off the sensitive flesh, sending pulses that set her on the edge of madness. She closed her eyes to trap her fleeing sanity.
He took her hand and placed it on his manhood, and the velvet hardness against her palm made her want to feel him inside her so much, she was on the verge of begging. She stroked him, and his eyes shut, his teeth locked, and his moan sent another reverb of hot lightning through her. She felt as though she could weep, if he took another minute outside of her.
Rachel reached up, took hold of his hard shoulders, and brought him down atop her. She blurted into his ear a confession she’d never admit if she weren’t drunk with his skill, “Jack, I’ve never wanted a man like you’ve made me want you.”
Sweeping her bangs from her eyes, he kissed her lightly as if to pity her lack of control, teasing her like he always did, and his mouth returned to gentle nips of his teeth on her neck. She felt the tip of his swollen shaft at the opening of her core, cruelly making her want his conquest. He blew cool air into her sweaty hair, for a few seconds relieving her of the heat pouring from him.
Just when the stroking of her breasts brought her to a whimpering hunger for him, he penetrated her, making her gasp from the force of his taking.