The Warlord's Stormy Skye

By Gail Koger

My name is Skye McAllister, I’m a psychic witch and a healer. My life is a rollercoaster ride of craziness. My unique electrical powers have a bunch of alien males eyeing me like I’m prime rib at an all-you-can-eat banquet.

If that wasn’t bad enough, a crazy old witch transformed herself into a half-human Kotsor spider and is trying to kill me with hexes, magical bombs, and her zillion hatchlings. Have you ever tried to disarm an enchanted bomb with space Neanderthals trying to claim you as their mate? It’s a good way to die.

To keep me alive, Zarek, the Coletti Overlord, assigned me a partner. Vorian is a badass War Commander who is used to people obeying him immediately. Like that’s going to happen. I will admit he’s sex on two legs, and so damn pretty. But if I let my hormones dictate my actions, we’d be bound for life. Not happening.

Once we rid the galaxy of Mallox and the evil spider lady, I’m ditching his fine ass.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gail Koger
• Release date: Jan 17, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215481035

Gail Koger

Howdy. My name is Gail Koger and once upon a time I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher. Too many years of wild requests, screwy questions, bizarre behavior and outrageous demands have left me with a permanent twitch and an uncontrollable craving for chocolate. I took up writing science fiction romance to keep from killing people. So far, it has worked.

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Dedication

This book is dedicated to my parents.

Prologue

My name is Skye McAllister and life has thrown me some curveballs lately. I’m a psychic witch and healer. You know, abracadabra alakazam? Myself, my sister Ella, and our cousin Annie Russell are all that’s left of the once powerful McAllister clan. Our unique powers have a bunch of alien males eager to claim us as their mates and no wasn’t in their vocabulary. Ugh.

How did Earth end up being invaded by all these aliens? It started with the Tai-Kok. I was twenty-five when these malevolent, depraved ghouls attacked our world. The image of their three bloodred eyes and metal teeth are forever burned into my mind. How they found Earth or why they considered us tasty, no one knew. The news media’s horrific stories about the Tai-Koks’ butchery made it clear. You fought or you died.

The alien blitzkrieg laid waste to most of Europe and the Middle East. Our military knew it was only a matter of time before they hit North America. The famous Jones clan stepped up. Their psychic abilities gave the world an early warning system, allowing people time to get to the hastily constructed underground shelters before the Tai-Kok and their ally the Rodan, could chow down.

Eager to kill the monsters, Annie joined a local militia that patrolled northern Arizona. Ella and I used our skills as healers to treat the wounded soldiers. If the Tai-Kok or Rodan attacked our field hospitals, Ella turned their brains to mush with her mental grenades. Me? I unleashed an electrical storm powerful enough to bring down their Marauders. The Arizona desert is littered with their wrecked spaceships.

For five long years, we fought the fiends alone. That all changed when Kaylee Jones linked psychically with Talree, a Coletti warlord. It turned into one hell of a first contact when Talree claimed Kaylee as his mate. And the really bad news? Their mating painted a big bullseye on Earth.

Talree’s father was none other than Zarek, the powerful Coletti Overlord. Six hundred years ago during the Great Galactic war the population of their home world was nearly wiped out. With ten billion dead, and their world turned into a wasteland, Zarek pledged to do everything in his power to protect his people and rebuild the Coletti Empire to what it once was. That’s when their scientists made a horrible discovery. The Gall bombs’ deadly chemicals also affected their birthrate and now only one of every thousand children born was female. The Coletti people were facing extinction.

To save his people, Zarek did what any fiercely protective warlord would do; he united the clans and promptly started raiding other planets and species for their prized psychic females.

When the Overlord realized Kaylee had unique psychic powers and her blood had the ability to heal cellular damage, he promptly seized control of Earth. He agreed to stop the Tai-Kok and Rodan from raiding our world, but there was a catch. Zarek demanded Central Command turn over all psychic females to him.

My family wasn’t part of the Jones clan, so once Central Command began requiring all psychic females to register and get tracking chips, we faded into the background. We thought we were safe, but the Overlord’s hunters were relentless, and we were forced to leave Sedona. We split up to make it more difficult for the hunters to find us. It worked, but not for long.

First, General Saul Jones tried to arrest Annie. She kicked his ass, and the chase was on. The sneaky bastard tracked her down and seduced her. After the way Annie’s first husband had treated her, I was a bit surprised she fell for his Casanova routine. I guess the rumors the General was quite talented in bed sport were true. Anyhoo, they’ve been mated for over a year now and he makes Annie happy. Go figure.

Then my sister Ella made the mistake of shooting down the Askole High Commander’s fighter and he quickly snatched her up. To my horror, the jerk got her pregnant. I’ll admit Sariel dotes on Ella and she claims he’s the other half of her soul. Sigh.

Me? My first error was accepting a job offer from Jagger Kendon. He needed a healer on Domagal, an asteroid on the far side of the galaxy. When something sounds too good to be true, it usually is. I’ve made some bad decisions but this one was a doozy. I chalked it up to sheer desperation. Ella and I had been hiding from the Coletti hunters for what seemed like an eternity. I wanted a sanctuary where Zarek’s warriors couldn’t touch us, and I believed Jagger’s assurances that Domagal was a Coletti free zone. I was soooo wrong.

The minute I stepped off the ship I knew I had made a huge mistake. Jagger Kendon was one big, scary dude with freakish, silver bionic eyes. With a menacing smile, he came right out and told me he was a Bjarke assassin. He even bragged he knew eight hundred and one ways to kill someone. Once Jagger thought I was properly intimidated, he continued his spiel. To keep his family safe, he had bought Domagal from a prospector who mysteriously died after signing the title over to him. Mysteriously, my ass. Jagger’s mental shields weren’t all that great, and I caught a fleeting image of him ejecting the screaming prospector out an airlock.

With a chilling smile, the assassin told me how he turned Domagal into a fortress called Pirates Keep. According to him, the mining tunnels now held a pleasure house, a casino, a thief’s marketplace and living quarters for his army. Most of his customers were outlaws, bounty hunters and miners from surrounding systems.

Pirates Keep wasn’t what I would call a family friendly business, but hey, I wasn’t an assassin. I was getting ready to zap him when he dropped another bombshell. Three years ago, a Rodan invader ate my daughter. Jagger handed me a piece of a bloody uniform. This belonged to the Rodan who killed Aizza. You are going to use your magic to find him.

Say what? I was a healer not a miracle worker, but one look at the fury burning on Jagger’s face, and I nodded reluctantly. I hated the Rodan as much as he did, and I had no desire to be kicked out of an airlock.

Using a locater spell, I soon discovered a Rodan scientist named Mallox was responsible for his daughter’s death. Tracking him down was another matter entirely. Mallox was a ghost, and I wasn’t the only one looking for him. It took me three months to track shipments of medical supplies to a trading post on Thedus. Jagger and his soldiers investigated and found a hidden laboratory, but no Mallox. In a fit of rage, he destroyed everything within a two-mile radius of the lab.

Eight months into my hunt, Jagger hired Badon, a Coletti mercenary, to be his second-in-command. Not only did my Coletti free zone go poof, but one look at Badon’s muddy aura, and I knew he was trouble. Would Jagger listen to my concerns? Hell no. The big, bad assassin thought he was invincible.

By sheer accident I located another base, but this one was full of monstrous clones Mallox had created. Jagger took great delight in destroying them. To celebrate, Jagger threw a huge party and, oh yay, I was the guest of honor. I was enjoying the shindig until out of the blue Badon just up and stabbed Jagger in the gut. Mallox sends his regards.

At the same time Rodan soldiers swarmed into the casino, and chaos erupted. I ported Jagger to a medical storage room in the third tunnel and stabilized him. His injury was too severe for me to heal. I needed to get him to a medic. The only way to do that was to stop the Rodan attack. I wrapped a cloaking spell around Jagger and teleported back to the casino.

I found the Rodan eating people alive! A cry of sheer fury broke from me, Stop! Lightning crackled like fiery snakes around the room, incinerating everything they touched. I was steadily killing the Rodan, until my sister mentally linked with me and declared she had come for a visit. Fuck! Can you say bad timing? "Stay away Ella! Pirates Keep is under attack by the Rodan." At the time, I didn’t realize she had brought an entire Askole battle fleet with her.

Badon suddenly appeared in front of me. Zap! A stun beam hit me in the chest. While I spasmed helplessly on the floor, Badon stared down at me. Where is Jagger?

With agony searing every nerve ending in my body, I gave him the one-finger salute. Not a smart move, but I wasn’t telling that bastard squat. Badon kept repeating his question and stunning me over and over and over again. The last thing I remembered was Ella’s screams.

I woke up shackled to the wall of a holding cell. A low moan brought my head around. A male with half his face missing was lying beside me. He took a shuddering breath and stopped moving. Fuck! Was that my future?

The door slid open and in stomped Badon. Where is Jagger?

Don’t you know?

He backhanded me. I have decided to claim you. Not only will it anger the Overlord, but your powers will be useful. By the time I am done training you, you will eagerly obey me. He hit the button on the belt of his battle suit, and it retracted until he was naked.

Oh, gross! He had puffy man-boobs! I thought his broom-like nose hairs were the most disgusting things I had ever seen, but nope, his boobies

Reviews for The Warlord's Stormy Skye

[Crush · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Another cute read I. This series. Skye is a fun and strong witch and perfect match to her War Commander. Bey and the kids are just added fun.