Sunday, June 30, 2019

#BookSpotlight - "Sara's Kaos" by CeeRee Fields


Their torture could not break her, but his kiss shattered her.

Sara Dover never met a stranger who didn't become a friend, until Kaos. With him, she never gets it right, no matter how hard she tries. In him, she sees her perfect partner. If she could breakdown his rigid control; Sara knows an untapped passion lurks beneath it. Just as she knows she's the perfect woman to show him how to tap into it.

MeleViolent L'Kaos likes everything, and everyone, to fall in line with his orders. Designed in the Northern Scavenger Installation to bring chaos to the human race, Kaos himself hates disorder. Until he crosses paths with Sara, an impish villager who loves pranks and thrives on bringing mayhem. If he could force her to lose her spontaneity, she would be the perfect partner for him.

At least, that was Kaos's thought until the Western Scavenger installation kidnaps Sara. The longer she's gone, the more he sees what he's lost. Will they be in time to save her? And will she give him another chance to prove he's willing to dance with her on the edge of chaos?


Kaos stood at Ketewah's massive gate as Maerya and others from the Slaneowa village made their way into the village.
Maerya's dark brown hair whipped around her face, and she tucked it behind her ear. Typically, the feminine gesture warmed him; instead, he pictured Sara aggressively yanking her hair into one of her many brightly colored bands. Catching sight of him, Maerya's face broke into a grin, and she moved closer. Her long tapered fingers clasped in front of her, and her steps measured. Sedate.
No bounce nor any skipping and no bubbling words came from her as she reached his side.
Gah! She's not Sara, and you need to quit comparing the two. She fits you better than Sara.
Only he couldn't stop searching for some fire or energy. Some kind of spark.
"Hello, Kaos." Even her tone was placid, no tripping over her words as she raced to get an idea out. Or to tell him she was happy to be here. Did she even want to be in Ketewah? With him?
"Maerya." He meant to lead her to the Defenders' house, but something kept him from taking that step. It felt wrong to put her there. And the why of it, he refused to examine too closely. "We've got you all set up at the Lodge."
They hadn’t as Kaos had planned for her to be near him. However, he didn’t question his instinct; instead, he turned in the opposite direction. Dor caught his eye and raced ahead of him to alert the Lodge workers of the change of plans. At least Kaos hoped that’s what the boy was doing.
The Lodge was where Ketewah placed visitors. Five stories, with twenty-five bedrooms, three dens, two libraries, a fully staffed kitchen, and several other gathering rooms scattered throughout. It housed groups while also allowing Ketewah's Council and Defenders larger venues to meet altogether when needed.
"And how have you been doing?" Maerya asked.
"Good." The conversation felt stilted and dry.
Uncomfortable, when he'd rarely been that way with this woman. Everything about her was wrong. Shaking off his trepidation, Kaos fell into step with her.
Maybe she was nervous, and he was reading into it. He was sure they would click again after she had settled into Ketewah. They exchanged a few words, but it was mostly silent as they meandered through the village to the Lodge with Kaos pointing out various structures and their purposes. Like the Bathhouse, the Cook House and so on. Every time Maerya commented in her quiet, even tone Kaos expected Sara to interrupt with a joke, a prank, or one of her inappropriate sayings to lighten the mood.
It began to hit home to him that Sara wasn't there. But even more earth-shattering for him was … he missed her.

Author Bio:

I'm a geek, a gamer, a music lover, and a voracious reader. I love Star Trek and B-grade movies like Attack of the Killer Tomatoes and Sharknado. I enjoy figuring out software and learning new things and applying them to whatever book I'm currently working on.

I write romantic adventures. Mostly, I live vicariously through my characters. I can be a knife-wielding forager who saves her family from deadly kidnappers or a slinky thief who must outmaneuver her sadistic cousin. My male characters aren't cookie cutter either. There's so much diversity in the world that one size does not fit all. It's the same for love. My male characters are diverse. I have several he-men, alpha types, but I also have nerds in glasses who can kickass when needed, whether in a board room or in a parking garage. I have characters who are blind and some who have lost a limb putting their lives on the line to save others.

The one thing they all have in common is they are people who learn to move past their hurdles and find love.

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