Chris T. Kat’s Breeding Station
Oh my gosh y’all! Chris T. Kat is joining me on my blog today! Do you have any idea how EXCITED I am?! I love her books and Breeding Stations is her latest. It’s a science fiction book I can’t wait to get my hands on. She stops by for a super fun interview, and just a tiny bit of fangirling. After you check out our fun, read all about the book and an excerpt that makes you want to know more. At the very bottom, enter for a chance to win an Amazon gift card.
Amanda C. Stone: Good morning Chris! I’m so glad you’re here! *flails excitedly* Don’t mind me fangirling a little bit here.
Chris T. Kat: Fangirling, huh? That’s a first for me. 🙂
ACS: If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?
CTK: I’m quite happy with where I live, which is in Germany, close to the border to Holland. Now travelling is a different matter, and I wouldn’t mind living somewhere else if it’s only for a few months. For example, I really enjoy seeing my best friend in the States, and she lives close to Atlantic City. I love that area, and it’s also close to New York. I wouldn’t want to live in New York—I’m too much of a country mouse for that—but the few times I’ve been there, I had a blast. 🙂
In the summer months I’d be happy spending my time in Norway, as I think the country is beautiful and the people very nice. This is definitely one of the countries I want to visit again. We went on vacation there for two weeks about a decade ago, and I’ve got some wonderful memories (not least because I was pregnant with our first child, and my husband could feel her there for the very first time).
If I had to live somewhere else, I’d probably choose a small town along the Rhine, probably in Koblenz. This is a beautiful part of Germany, with friendly people and also rich with history. If you plan to visit Germany sometime in the future, I’d recommend a trip there.
ACS: I would love to live in Germany, if only for a little while. I’m hoping we can get stationed there at some point in my husband’s career. We’ll see how that goes. You’re going to a naughty costume party, what do you go as?
CTK: I always wanted to dress up as a devil in a corsage, very short skirt, with knee-high boots. Of course, the dress would have to be in the colors red and black. That’s the one time I’d actually wear black clothes (which I usually don’t wear—I always look like a ghost in black). 😉
Too bad that I had my hair cut short a while ago. Long hair would probably look better with that particular costume…
ACS: Oooh! That sounds like a super fun costume. I’m a fan of the boots the most though. Always wanted to wear a pair of knee high boots. If you could have any crazy talent (rolling your tongue, saying the alphabet backwards, fun things) what would you want your talent to be? Or if you already have a crazy talent, what is it?
CTK: Nope, no crazy talent in these bones. Hmm, let me think about this question… I’m sorry, I’m drawing a total blank here. *hides*
ACS: No! No hiding! I’d say your talent is wonderful books. But that’s not really crazy just awesome. If there were a movie about your life, who would you want to play you? It can be anyone alive or dead.
CTK: Why would anyone want to make a movie about my life? It’s pretty ordinary, and would potential viewers put to sleep within a few minutes. lol
ACS: That’s when you either pick someone WAY crazy so people watch just to see her. Or you pick someone that’s the total opposite of how you look. Again so people watch solely for the irony.
CTK: I might be inclined to look for inspiration for an actor to play my husband, though. I’ll be right back!
ACS: That’s actually a fabulous idea. I’m going to message you later requesting the results.There is magically 25 hours in a day. What would you do with the extra hour?
CTK: A whole hour more? Oh, thank you! Right at the moment, I’d probably use it to sleep. 😉 No, seriously, I’d most likely use it to work through my pile of paperwork. No idea how that turned out so high…
Well, or I could use the hour to write since I’m always lacking time to write. Sometimes it’s a miracle I get anything done at all. Hmm, wait, or maybe I’d use the hour to finish my current cross-stitch project, or finally start on a bigger crochet project. Decisions, decisions…
Most likely though, I’d probably grab my e-reader, curl up somewhere and read. That’s still my favorite hobby. 🙂
ACS: Love all of those choices for uses of the extra hour. Especially the cross-stitch. Love doing those. Thank you again for stopping by. I loved having you here.
CTK: Thank you so much for the opportunity to be a guest on your blog!
Spunky commander Berit Turner is known for two things: his huge libido and his lack of a filter—he says what he thinks. Berit sets his mind on being part of the mission to Ligador, to make sure the planet is habitable for humans. He’s ecstatic when his team is assigned to the task force. A delegation of Nadisc, a humanoid alien race, accompanies them, and passion ignites between Berit and their commanding officer, Tom. But Berit is determined that Tom is just another notch on his bedpost, as he doesn’t do relationships.
The excursion to Ligador goes wrong from the beginning, when they discover Ligador has been established as a breeding station by their worst enemy: the Tash’Ba. Dinosaur-like creatures become the team’s worst nightmare, and staying alive is going to take everything they’ve got… and then some.
Several alarmed shouts warned me of something going on, but I had no time to process what happened. Something roped around my waist and yanked me over to the side. I crashed into Tom’s chest as a harsh growling sound erupted from his throat.
I tried jerking myself free, but he held onto my wrists with one hand, while his tail kept me tethered to his body. “What the hell?”
Niyara squared off in front of Tom, her dark eyes gleaming with an eerie, demonic red glint where her pupils should’ve been. Her long tail swished from one side to the other and her arm muscles flexed.
“What the ever-loving fuck is going on?” I asked.
“Quiet!” Tom hissed.
My mouth fell open, and I gaped at him. Okay. Enough was enough. I caught the tip of his tail in my hand and pinched it—hard. He roared, but I used the chance to slip free. A Nadisc’s tail tip was the most sensitive part, which came in handy during sex but was a real disadvantage in a fight. Or maybe not. I’d never heard of someone winning a fight against a Nadisc when—
Niyara’s fist closing around my shirt stopped all my pondering. She lifted me off my feet, hissing and boring her eerie gaze into mine. Maybe I should’ve stayed with Tom. He’d felt slightly less dangerous than she did.
Carson appeared next to Niyara’s side, eyes as large as saucers but an equally determined look on his face. He reached out. As soon as he touched her arm, her head whirled around. I held my breath. Would he be able to save me from Niyara’s wrath? She’d seemed rather taken with him earlier. What the hell had I done, anyway, to agitate her?
As I wracked my brain, Carson and Niyara gazed at each other. The next instant he rose on tiptoes and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
She let go of my shirt, and I would’ve landed flat on my ass if Tom hadn’t snatched me around the waist. Niyara rested her head on Carson’s shoulder, which meant she had to stoop because of her height. No one said anything, and no one moved for what seemed like a long time. When she lifted her head, several people—including me—hissed, afraid of what she’d do next.
Niyara bowed her head toward Tom. “I apologize for my outburst. I’ve never encountered a jealousy spell before.”
“Jealousy spell?” I echoed.
She gazed at me, suddenly looking sheepish. “Feeling such a strong connection is new to me, and I didn’t like Carson using an endearment toward you.”
I blinked, then looked over at Carson. He gawked, and his eyes were the same size as before. Would they stay like that forever?
Niyara swept an arm around to include everyone in her proclamation, which resulted in startled jerks and coughs. “I’m claiming Carson as my mate. Anyone who’d like to object has to fight me.”
No one objected. Everyone seemed busy inspecting their boots or the ceiling. I never noticed before how very ugly the hatch’s ceiling was.
“Berit!” Carson wheezed out.
I sighed and transferred my gaze from the ceiling to Carson. “Congrats?”
Someone cheered and the others followed suit, clapping their hands to add to the noise. Carson was so pale I feared he’d faint, but Niyara cupped his face in both hands and kissed him. After that, he didn’t seem to mind that much, not anymore.
Chuckling, I told the others to open the hatch and take up their position. The hatch opened with the usual buzz, but when I started to walk, Tom’s arms around my waist tightened to an almost painful level.
“Tell them to secure the area and wait for further instructions,” he whispered into my ear.
“Dream on. I won’t do—” My words ended abruptly when the steel bands around my waist left me no room for breathing.
Tom allowed me more breathing room, and I gave the desired order. No one looked twice or questioned my instruction, for which I’d have been grateful on any other day, just not today. Ticking off a Nadisc was a bad idea. One of the worst, really.
We waited until everyone had cleared the hatch’s area. Tom spun me around in his arms and lifted me up until we were face-to-face.
“You accepted me as your leader on this mission, remember? That means no punching me,” I said, “or doing anything that would harm me.”
Tom’s gaze intensified, and my mouth went dry when he spread out a red and orange speckled frill around his neck. I’d read about this display, but had never seen it before. Only a few Nadisc still had those frills—most opted for surgery because it gave away their emotions too easily—and those that did had a very tight control over it.
“But it’s okay for you to hurt me?” he rasped.
I tried to reason with him. “I… look, I’m the commander here. You can’t just order me around or hold me captive, okay?”
“Niyara could’ve killed you.”
I shrugged. “She didn’t, and she’ll just have to get used to the way Carson and I talk to each other.”
The frill around his neck unfolded even more. He said, “I’m not fond of the way you talk to each other.”
I had an inkling where this conversation was headed. I had an even bigger inkling that I’d panic if Tom said anything, so I closed my eyes, wrapped my arms around his neck—over the frill, which was kind of awkward—and sought his mouth with mine.
He opened up immediately, and I dipped my tongue into his mouth, licking along his teeth and eliciting an approving hum from him. Somehow I ended up with my legs wound around him and one of his hands steadying my ass.
When we broke apart for air, he said, “I won’t forget what you did.”
“I’ll make it up to you,” I replied. His eyes lit up with interest, so I added, “Deal?”
Chris T. Kat lives in the middle of Europe, where she shares a house with her husband of many years and their two children. She stumbled upon the M/M genre by luck and was swiftly drawn into it. She divides her time between work, her family—which includes chasing after escaping horses and lugging around huge instruments such as a harp—and writing. She enjoys a variety of genres, such as mystery/suspense, paranormal, and romance. If there’s any spare time, she happily reads for hours, listens to audiobooks or does cross stitch.
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Chris-T.-Kat/e/B008FQQH2Q
Dreamspinner Press eBook: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=6683
Dreamspinner Press Paperback: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=6684
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Thanks so much for hosting me, Amanda, and for the super fun interview. 🙂