D A R K Book 2. ***** Fantasy Hot Romance : Galactic Cyborg Heat Series *Sizzling* * (Galactic Cyborg Heat #2)

Note to Readers: If you love the work of Anna Hackett and Eve Langlais you will love this!
If you are looking for strong dominant male characters and females who can hold their own, with hot steamy sex you just found it. Enjoy!!

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Mackensie Navarelli knew all about life. She'd had it thrown at her more than once. A child prodigy orphaned, who had been pushed and pulled all her life. Love. Who needed it? They used it to get what they wanted. No sex without love, that was her rule. And still it had fucked her every single time and not in a good way.

It all led to pain and disaster. Trusting someone only ended up one way in her experience. With her, In the shit. The last one cost her her dream job and her savings. Well no more. She'd had it. No more miss nice. She was good at her job, dam good.

She'd spent years qualifying in some of the best fields of medicine and research, only to have her perfect job snatched from her hands by a cheating lover who submitted her work as his!

The bastard! If she stayed she'd kill him. Just thinking about it made her want to break every oath she'd ever taken.

She was 28 and still as naive as ever. Would she never learn? She needed to get out of here. A fresh start to a new out post was just what the doctor ordered. They needed a specialist urgently. She could do celibacy, it couldn't be any worse. Could it? Frying pan or fire? No dam it. She would be the master of her life ....

Mackensie, Mac to her friends, opened the door of her cabin looking for the liaison she'd expected. A mass of tall dark and deadly stood in her way. She looked up and kept going. Her body heated, her mouth dry.

"Holy shit your big," slipped out .....”

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Dark. His chosen name for good reason. His unique Cyborg abilities allowed him to go unseen. Unheard. Deadly. He had accomplished the worst that had been asked of him without question. He'd been a life taker and a heart breaker. Females liked his size in every aspect. And he'd enjoyed servicing them when ordered but felt nothing for them. No connection. No need. He was a soldier. He followed orders.

From his first kill 14 years into his creation, to the last, 57 years later. His Cyborg cybernetics preventing him from ageing beyond optimal performance, 34 years.

He was just as strong, just as deadly as the first day he breathed on his own. Now, he was free. Free to choose. Free to live. He and his brothers searched for others of their kind. Lost and broken soldiers throughout the Universe. A chance encounter for their leader led them in a direction they thought impossible. It gave them hope for a future they'd never expected. A connection to the world thought impossible. Mates. Dark knew he would never find one. He did not understand females. Did not need them. He could pleasure them, give then what they needed leave and not look back.

A raid by Pirates in their part of the Universe on a Space Station outpost of civilians, had ended with them going to their rescue and Cyborg Empire declaring itself. Bringing the power of the Cyborg Nation to their aid and the notice of the Multi-World coalition and Earth Corp their old enemy.

It had been bloody and deadly. The Pirates severely outnumbered and over powered. They saved what was left of the people on the Space Station and brought it into their domain. Under their protection. The people manning it decimated and those females that survived, were traumatised and damaged from several days in Pirate control.

It would take years to rebuild and heal, the people would need help. The Empire would make sure they got it and kill anyone who got in their way.

They had years.