A warm welcome to author Alicia Nordwell joining us today on her blog tour for new release “Cosmic Inception”.
Welcome Cia 🙂
Though Nick and Fieo are drawn to each other, their relationship has never been easy. Their differences go beyond their races, but they’ve managed to work together to prevent the spread of corruption, growing closer along the way. Nick still battles the effects of years of loneliness, fear, and pain but surprises everyone when he refuses to stay behind when Fieo is sent on a vital mission to find the Collectors. Fieo objects, but there’s no stopping Nick when he sets his mind to something. Over the course of their mission, it becomes clear Nick is more than anyone ever imagined, but the mystery of his past threatens to derail his future.
The search for the truth will take Fieo and Nick far from Caeorleia, to worlds both familiar and completely alien, and put stress on their already tenuous relationship. It’s a journey that will either tear them apart or finally bring them together.
“Nicklaus!” The voice saying my name kept speaking, but everything was all fuzzy. I curled up tighter, pushing against the wall at my back. I didn’t want to go for any more tests. I wanted to go back to sleep, as long as I could dream myself away from the hell I lived.
“No. Hurts.” I moaned. I covered my face, braced for a smack for not complying. “No more. Please,” I added.
A harsh noise hurt my ears, and I flinched. My head pounded from whatever they’d done to me before I must have passed out. If they didn’t give me a break between tests, I’d never survive them. “Hurts,” I moaned. Sometimes, if I was really lucky, they’d wait until I could function normally before they’d torment me again. I couldn’t get up.
“Nicklaus. What hurts? What’s wrong?” The voice was deep and harsh, but not as painful as the buzzer they’d used to wake me up. I pressed my hands to my face. No. Not a buzzer. Not a guard.
I wasn’t back on the human ship—I was with Fieo on his shuttle. That other ship was the dream, not my reality. Not anymore. I opened my eyes.
Fieo was crouched over me, the two of us barely fitting into the tiny bathroom together. His face was blurry; the lights were too bright, and everything hurt. I took a cautious breath; my whole body ached, but I could finally get enough air to fill my lungs.
Panic attacks were routine for me on the ship, but I’d been getting them less on Caeorleia. Until Fieo locked me in.
“You… asshole,” I wheezed out.
Alicia Nordwell is one of those not so rare creatures, a reader turned writer. Striving to find something interesting to read one day, she decided to write what she wanted instead. Then the voices started … Yep, not only does she talk about herself in the third person for bios, she has voices in her head constantly clamoring to get out.
Fortunately for readers, with the encouragement of her family and friends, she decided for her own sanity to keep writing. Now you can find her stories both free and e-published! She can be found quite often at her blog, where she has a lot of free fiction for readers to enjoy or working hard, or maybe hardly working, as an admin on GayAuthors.org under her online nickname, Cia.
Oh yeah, she’s a wife, mom of two, and lives in the dreary, yet ideal for her redhead complexion, Pacific Northwest. Except for when she disappears into one of the many worlds in her head, of course!
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