Virtually His: Love Among the Stars Series, #1

By Livia Darke

When reality is even hotter than the fantasy…

 

Jana Chamarro is the captain of her own ship, used to travelling across the far reaches of space and being firmly in control.

 

Until she sets eyes on the gorgeous and dominant Petrean, Rade Draskovic, and she can't seem to keep her mind on anything but her fantasies.

It wouldn't be nearly so frustrating if Rade showed any interest at all, but she might as well be a block of wood for all the notice he takes.

 

But what if her ship and a hot virtual reality trip can give her a helping hand?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Honeywell Press
• Release date: Nov 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201401672

Livia Darke

Hot and humourous Sci-Fi BDSM romance. As Liv Honeywell, I’m an erotic romance writer, writing sweet, funny BDSM romance about delicious, hot male dominants and the women who love them. I needed a home for my sci-fi BDSM romance tales, and so I write those as Livia Darke. When I’m not writing, I’m usually doing something craft-like, reading, or baking and trying to decide which of my many other book ideas to work on next. Follow me: Website: https://liviadarke.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/LiviaDarkeErotica/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/LiviaDarke BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/livia-darke Follow Liv: Website: https://liv-honeywell.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/LivHoneywellErotica Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/LivHoneywell BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/liv-honeywell Newsletter for both pen names: https://bit.ly/LivHoneywellNews

Book preview

Chapter One

Jana Chamorro rested her chin on her hand and sighed, gazing out into the empty blackness of space. She should be grateful, she knew, and she really was. If she’d been born only a few generations earlier, she would have been earth-bound and left to only dream of intergalactic travel, to just imagine having moments like this.

But it had been a long trip this time, with months of travelling from Old Earth via a couple of stops to Gabron IV, which was, without doubt, the absolute arse end of the galaxy.

Jana twisted her long, dark hair up into a bun, leaned back in her chair and propped her feet up on the console. She sighed again, knowing that her bad mood had nothing to do with the trip and everything to do with her co-pilot, Rade.

Radovan Draskovic. She said his name out loud, slowly; almost tasting each syllable, like melting snowflakes on her tongue.

Dark Kyrian chocolate and good French brandy, she decided. That was what he would taste like. As if she’d ever get the