An erotic sci-fi romance novel. Meet the Jelvias, masters of corruption and killers of human beings. #newrelease #scifi #fiction #erotica #books

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Jelvia: Not Human #1
Holding Out for a Hero

A new species of human --the Jelvia-- is living on an alternate Earth.
No one knows where they came from. No one lives long enough to explore their timeline.

An erotic sci-fi romance novel.

Meet the Jelvias, masters of corruption and killers of human beings.

When journalist Macy stumbles onto a story of a lifetime—a Jelvia with humanity—she investigates and comes across a devilishly handsome Jelvia, called Narcifer. And when fate pushes them together, Macy seizes her chance to interview him.

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Her best friend, however, dismisses that it’s down to fate and warns Macy that Narcifer has been following her because the newspaper she works for is owned by an enemy of the Jelvian government.

But Macy, overpowered by her own emotions as Narcifer pushes her boundaries and unlocks all her inhibitions in a weekend of sex, spankings and more sex, wants nothing more than to forget her friend’s warnings and the newspaper she works for.
But then she overhears Narcifer: he’s going to kill her.

Narcifer isn’t all he claims to be, and Macy finds herself in a very dangerous situation.

Is Narcifer her lover or her destroyer?

Contains mature themes

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Excerpt

She stared at the unmoving, crouching shadow on the roof, and felt it stare back at her. The moonlight caught its reflective eyes and the gaze pierced right through her. The Jelvia rose until he was standing. Wind tugged at his coat, making him appear even more outlandish.

He turned, superhuman fast, and jumped from the roof of the shop to land on the roof of the next building. He made no sound. And then he was gone from sight. Macy was freaked out. It was dark, her friend had been attacked, and someone had died. She scrambled inside her car. She closed the door and dug in her pocket for the keys, but her car shuddered, and Macy’s head snapped up in alarm. The Jelvia was standing in front of her car, hands on the bonnet as if to prevent it from moving. He leaned in to peer through the windscreen.

Macy began another frantic search of her pockets for the car keys as he took one hand off the bonnet and beckoned her out of her car.

Macy shook her head. 

The Jelvia cocked his head at her as if regarding her. The black eyes, already shadowed by the night, appeared to be empty black orbs in the Jelvia’s skull. 

He dangled her car keys in front of her. 

Macy stared into eyes that were nothing but complete darkness and felt a shiver trickle down her spine—she’d never been this close to a Jelvia before and could finally appreciate the words of those who encountered them: “It wasn’t only their eyes that were black, their whole being was as well.” 

As she looked into those eyes it really did feel as if his soul was enveloped in darkness. She waited for the feeling of intense terror, that people are said to feel, but none came. Logic told her his venom could pierce through the windscreen and kill her where she sat, and she should be scared, yet scared wasn’t an adjective she could use. 

She felt… electrified.

Maybe it was the fear playing with her senses.

The Jelvia was big and wore the typical Jelvian dress of a knee-length, bulletproof, black coat. His size didn’t look like he should be able to move as quickly as he had done on the shop roof. But she knew from her research of the Jelvian species that they were incredibly light on their feet, had amazingly sharp reflexes and coordination. They were superhuman. 

The keys continued to dangle from his fingers, and Macy opened the door and exited slowly. She stood before him with her hand outstretched to receive the car keys she must have dropped rushing after the man walking the dog.

‘Please, can I…?’ she asked.

The Jelvia stepped towards her, and as he moved, his face came out of the shadow, and she was able to see him clearly. She was transfixed not only by his beauty, but because she’d seen that face so many times in the newspaper recently, due to her own research of the Mardle and Becks’ murders, and she was certain that this was the Jelvia who had killed both men.

The police van behind her started up, and the Jelvia looked over her head towards the vehicle. Macy turned to watch as it moved off in the opposite direction. When she looked back, his eyes were on her, and his gaze was all-consuming, as if he were drinking her in.

Everything had happened simultaneously, and she still had her hand out for the keys. He placed them in her upturned hand gently and closed her fingers around them. His big hand lingered over hers.

The instant he touched her, her nerves became electrified, and the way he became still, told her he’d felt the sensation as well. 

Macy wanted nothing more than to step into those big arms. Her brain was yelling caution, but everything else was submitting to this man—this Jelvia.

She looked down at their hands. He had begun to draw an imaginary circle at the base of her wrist with his thumb, and the touch sent tingles through her body.

Then he leaned in until his breath stroked her face. Macy held her breath, certain he was about to kiss her. 

And certain she wanted him to.

A large hand cupped her cheek and she opened her eyes; embarrassed that she’d had them closed. She stared up at him, then his other hand raised until her face was held in his hands.

He frowned, and she could see in his expression that she’d surprised him. Most humans would have been terrified.

His eyes dropped to her mouth. His face was so close she could see the pupils in his all-black eyes. Then, he lowered further and touched his lips against hers—and all embarrassment vanished. The taste of his lips was more than she bargained for, and then, beyond her comprehension, her body melded to his with a sigh.

As if under a spell, Macy raised her hands to hold his in place around her face, and parted her lips. She could hear the sound of her own shallow breath; could hear his as he plundered her mouth.

His hands left her face, and one cupped the back of her head, while the other pulled her closer still. She felt his hard body against hers; felt his arousal and wanted to touch it. His hot mouth moved over hers; his tongue thrust inside her mouth and she knew, now she’d had a taste of him, that she’d never have enough.

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Introducing…

The Gathering

The Uprising Series tells the story of three freedom fighters and their friends in high — and low — places that come together to overthrow a vainglorious Emperor and his militaristic Cabal to restore the city, and the way of life, they once knew and loved.

In The Gathering, Jamie Ryan has defected from the Cabal and has joined his former brothers-in-arms — Basile Perrinault and Kanoa Shinomura — to form a collective known as The Uprising.

When an explosion leads to him crossing paths with Evanora Cunningham — a product of Jamie’s past — he discovers that The Uprising is bigger, and more important, than he thought.

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About the author of The Gathering:

With an impressive list of credentials earned over the course of two decades, Bernadette R. Giacomazzo is a multi-hyphenate in the truest sense of the word: an editor, writer, photographer, publicist, and digital marketing specialist who has demonstrated an uncanny ability to thrive in each industry with equal aplomb. Her work has been featured in Teen Vogue, People, Us Weekly, The Los Angeles Times, The New York Post, and many, many more. She served as the news editor of Go! NYC Magazine for nearly a decade, the executive editor of LatinTRENDS Magazine for five years, the eye candy editor of XXL Magazine for two years, and the editor-at-large at iOne/Zona de Sabor for two years. As a publicist, she has worked with the likes of Curtis “50 Cent” Jackson and his G-Unit record label, rapper Kool G. Rap, and various photographers, artists, and models. As a digital marketing specialist, Bernadette is Google Adwords certified, has an advanced knowledge of SEO, PPC, link-building, and other digital marketing techniques, and has worked for a variety of clients in the legal, medical, and real estate industries.

Based in New York City, Bernadette is the co-author of Swimming with Sharks: A Real World, How-To Guide to Success (and Failure) in the Business of Music (for the 21st Century), and the author of the forthcoming dystopian fiction series, The Uprising. She also contributed a story to the upcoming Beyonce Knowles tribute anthology, The King Bey Bible, which will be available in bookstores nationwide in the summer of 2018.

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Chapter One

Evanora

      I could hear him bloviating, again, from the balcony.

      It is entirely too early for this, you cocksucker, I thought, but I did not say as I jammed the pillow over my head and tried, desperately, to sleep.

      Of course, it was no use. It never was when this asshole started screaming at the top of his lungs at an ungodly hour of the morning. Every morning. For the past twenty some-odd years. Saying the same thing, at the same time, every day, without changing a single goddamn word.

      I know it by heart, by now.  I can say it in my sleep. And sometimes, I do. 

So, I did what I normally do in these situations: I pulled out my iPod, flicked the wheel, and stuffed the earbuds into my ears as I listened to Faust’s greatest hits. 

      Now this is the kind of caterwauling that I can get behind – the sacred, now-forbidden ritual of rock’n’roll.  

      I always thought Ivan Sapphire – real name, Jamie Ryan – was just so damn cute, though God only knows what he looked like now. If history teaches us anything, it’s that time isn’t kind to rock stars, especially if they regularly blast their body with drinking, drugs, and strange bodily fluids.

      It’d be a damn shame if that’s what happened to Jamie Ryan. 

      But there was one Faust member I wanted to know more about, but never could – and never would.

      Him.

      My father.

      Jordan Barker.

     

For this, I envied my mother, for she knew him well.

Too well, as it turns out, and I was the product of this unlawful carnal knowledge.

      

Rose Cunningham never talked about my father.

      All I knew of him was what I saw in the rare pictures I could find.

      He was tall. He was thin. He had strawberry blonde hair. He could play bass like no one before or since.  He had a pixie nose and almond shaped eyes – both of which I inherited. He loved my mother and me with the intensity of a thousand burning suns. He bore a pain inside him that could only be numbed with a regular shot of pure heroin to his veins. He died when I was still a baby.

      And that was the sum totality of all I knew.

      I was born Evanora Joy Diaz-Barker, and nicknamed the “First Faust Baby.” My birth heralded much comment amongst the rock glitterati in the old New York – I was the latest, greatest attraction to join the Faust three-ring circus (come one, come all, in more ways than one!), born to 21-year-old Jordan Barker, psycho bassist from Mars, and his consort of sorts, the 19-year-old Puerto-Rican-from-the-Bronx Ramira “Rosie” Diaz, a hip-hop B-girl and sometime dancer/choreographer who only happened upon a Faust show because her best friend, Angelique Denham, was the dearly beloved of one Ivan Sapphire/Jamie Ryan.

      Ramira loved to dance, and she did it well.

      I never saw Rose dance. Not even once.

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The Bespokist Society Guide to…London

You have in your hands one of the most curated city guides ever created. As the first travel book produced by the hugely influential Bespokist Society, this handy guide takes you to a London you’ve never seen: a London of challenging Etruscan restaurants, edgy branding parlours, emoji hotels and hidden Icelandic communities; a London where 8-ply toilet paper is a thing.

On the way, meet an eclectic band of inspiring Londoners - from scriveners to socialites via urban wordsmiths and coffee preachers - and see why London is now the global epicentre of Bespokist consciousness, community and culture.

"sparse... some glaring omissions” FoodPorn London

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“Wow!!! A genuinely bespoke city guide!!!” Tommy Sponge, Chairman, The Bespokist Society

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Who is the protagonist of The Bespokist Society?

I am Jesse Fox, owner and fitness guru at The Alpha Retreat in Epping Forest. My background is completely unimportant - suffice to say that I have always been a winner at life. When I came out of my mother’s womb (exactly two months early) the doctors were astonished by my complete lack of tears and the clarity of vision in my eyes. I mastered breastfeeding within seconds and five days later I was able to walk briskly down the street without my mother.  

What are your likes/dislikes? 

I like training, press ups, order, silence, hard work, sit ups, weights, pain and Vladimir Putin.

I dislike socialising, carbs, emotion, entertainment, art, books (except The Bespokist Society Guide to London) laziness, holidays, families, drugs of all forms (including caffeine and glucose), losing, losers and Betas.

How do other people see you?

There are two different types of people. Alphas correctly view me as their spiritual guru and since my series of TED talks I am seen as the leading representative of world Alphaism. Betas jealously view me as a threat to their idle and indulgent way of life. 

What would you change about yourself if you could wave a magic wand? 

A ridiculous question - nothing whatsoever. And there is no such thing as magic.

There’s an elderly person and a young child each on a separate on a cliff top, each are going to fall/jump. How would you cope (save or not)? If save both, how? If neither, why?

The answer is obvious - neither should be saved. Alphas vehemently believe in survival of the fittest. Even children should be able to look after themselves on cliff tops. And if an elderly person is unable to cope on a cliff top then he should have done more physical training. We have monks at the Hermitage who are 90 years old and still do 1000 press ups before breakfast.

Your in a lift with your favourite TV movie star, how would they react?

Another ridiculous question. 1. TV is a waste of time and popcorn for the idle. 2. I never go in lifts. Why go in a lift when you can go upstairs three steps at a time?

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The Bespokist Society Guide to London is a work of fiction written by born and bred Londoner, Jeremy Liebster. Somewhat surprisingly, Jeremy is also a city lawyer – formerly at DLA Piper and now a General Counsel within a large private equity group. Jeremy is utterly obsessed with travel books and although he might poke fun at urban fads, hipster fried chicken is his guilty pleasure. He also has an unusual interest in clothes hangers.

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This surely has to be a first?

Crime fiction about an undercover cop written by a former undercover cop! 

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Dilemma

Steve Regan is back and this time he’s alone and undercover in a seedy area of Thailand on the trail of a Texan expatriate, Les Watkins, the biggest drug smuggler in South East Asia.

Using himself as the bait, Regan attempts to score a $50,000 deal with the Thai mafia in an effort to get closer to his target.

As he finds himself embroiled deeper into the operation, Regan suspects Watkins may be connected to Regan's nemesis, ruthless Mafia boss Carlo Vitale, who has fled the United States following a triple bombing and assassination of three crime family heads.

Besides staying alive, Regan has other problems when he suddenly finds himself facing the worst dilemma an undercover cop can face.

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Steve Regan is a fictional undercover cop and has now been the protagonist in Books 1 and 2 of the Steve Regan Undercover Cop series.

Stephen Bentley introduces and talks about his new Steve Regan crime book...

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Some of you may know that I, the author, was a real undercover cop in the UK many years back. I wrote about it in my Amazon UK bestseller Undercover: Operation Julie - The Inside Story. Indeed, it recently became a #1 Amazon UK bestseller for the fourth time, in four different categories on four separate occasions since first publication.

The fact of my memoir morphed into the fiction of Steve Regan owing to a meeting with two mobsters who wished to involve me into a plot to smuggle huge quantities of cocaine from Bolivia, via Miami, and into Britain. Those characters remained a mystery to me, and inspired the Steve Regan series.

Now, it’s easy for a reader to say, “Steve Regan is Steve Bentley.” He’s not but of course he is loosely based on me.

One reviewer of Book 1 wrote, “… He [Regan] is too “perfect… ” That is an interesting point about the fictional character and about real-life undercover cops. It’s only a few days ago I read an article claiming, “if he seems too good to be true, he probably is…,” meaning the “he” is probably an undercover cop. There is some truth in that. The quote is in the context of a woman who knew a guy for years. He was an undercover cop but she was unaware of it at the time because he was “such a nice guy.” It also highlights how people stereotype police officers.

To infiltrate a crime group, it helps if you are a likeable character. If you are obnoxious, the chances are you will be shunned. An undercover cop is trying to “wheedle” his or her way into another’s inner circle and to gain confidences.

Steve Regan inherits the “nice guy” character trait from me, I guess, but as he is part of my imagination, I can permit him to do things I could never do in real life. That’s fun. He also has a sense of humour, and “a way” with women. I make no comment if that is any reflection on me!

He is not another Jack Reacher or Milton. He is Steve Regan, an intelligent, determined thinking-man who is rather good at his job.

As the series develops, Regan may succumb to the mental stresses of his prolonged undercover role. Again, that scenario is a reflection of reality, as is the temptation to “go rogue” - to profit from criminal enterprises, a theme explored in Book 1.

Dilemma (Book 2 Steve Regan Undercover Cop) is part hard-boiled crime fiction and part romantic suspense. It is set in a seedy bar area of Thailand. Regan lost a wife and a daughter in a road traffic accident [fiction] many years back, and readers will discover if he finds real love in such an unlikely Thai setting. Whether that last part (love) is me or Regan, readers will have to make up their own minds.

So, to sum up: Regan is a complex mix of gentleness, ruthlessness , determination, and vulnerability. By necessity, he is also a great actor!

Dilemma is available now to buy! Release date was July 11, 2018.

Book 1 Steve Regan Undercover Cop can be downloaded for free if you subscribe to his monthly newsletter on his author website.

All of Stephen Bentley’s undercover themed books, fact and fiction, may be found in digital formats here on Books2Read.

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A portion of all my book sales royalties are to be donated to the Jamie Bulger Memorial Trust, a UK Registered Charity. Please consider donating even if you never buy my books.

The real Stephen Bentley is a former police Detective Sergeant and barrister (trial attorney) from the UK. He is now a freelance writer and HuffPost UK blogger.

His memoir 'Undercover: Operation Julie - The Inside Story' is a frank account of his undercover detective experiences during Operation Julie - an elite group of detectives who successfully investigated one of the world's largest drugs rings.

When he isn't writing, Stephen follows the (mis)fortunes of Liverpool Football Club from afar and relaxes on the beaches of the Philippines with his family where he now lives.

Stephen is currently working on a number of books including Book Three in the fictional Steve Regan Undercover Cop Series.

He would like you to know that he will donate a portion of all book sales royalties to the James Bulger Memorial Trust, a UK registered charity.

Credit to author and illustrator Kelly Artieri

Kelly was commissioned to produce an illustration of what Steve Regan looked like, wearing his beloved Aviators, sat astride his 1970's vintage Triumph Bonneville motorcycle.

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