Is it better to be safe or loved?
Title: Can’t Forget
Series: Solum Series #2
Author: Colleen S. Myers
Publisher: Champagne Books
Genre: Sci-Fi/Fantasy Romance
Release Date: June 6, 2016
Four months have passed since the E’mani destroyed the Earth
and scooped up the remains. Elizabeth “Beta” Camden was one of those taken.
With the help of their enemies, the Fost, she escapes and confronts her prior
captors successfully. Though she knows she should remain vigilant toward the
E’mani, she follows her heart instead and falls in love with Marin, the sexy
Fost warrior.
She should have trusted her first instinct.
This time the E’mani don’t come in force--they slip in silently. And any hope Beta had of a peaceful life is lost. She leaves in the dead of night to find the E’mani stronghold and end them once and for all. But love is a tricky bitch. It takes a threat to Marin’s safety to make Beta realize, if she can’t forget her past, she won’t have a future.
This time the E’mani don’t come in force--they slip in silently. And any hope Beta had of a peaceful life is lost. She leaves in the dead of night to find the E’mani stronghold and end them once and for all. But love is a tricky bitch. It takes a threat to Marin’s safety to make Beta realize, if she can’t forget her past, she won’t have a future.
About the Author:
Colleen S. Myers was raised in a large catholic family in
the outskirts of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania where she grew up
on Harlequin teen romances and stories from her mother’s days as a
paramedic. She went on to attend Allegheny College majoring in Biology and
English.
After college, Colleen spent a year in service in
the Americorp giving back to the community at a local Pittsburgh
Women Infants and Children Clinic (WICC) before attending Kirksville
College of Osteopathic Medicine on a military scholarship.
Upon completing medical school, Colleen
attended residency at Andrews Air Force Base in Maryland and was on
base in Washington, DC during 9/11. She earned three meritorious service
awards from the military. After serving seven years of active duty, she
promptly landed a position at the VA to provide fellow veterans with
optimum medical care. Still an avid fan of romances into adulthood, her
love of the genre inspired her to hone her craft as a writer, focusing
on contemporary romance and science fiction. Her background in medicine
and the military provides an inspiring layer of creative realism to her
stories and characters.
Her first book, Must
Remember, the first book in the Solum series, is published by
Champagne Press.
The sequel, Can’t Forget, coming in June 2016, is
the recipient of the 2015 RWA New England Readers Award.
Colleen currently resides in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
with her husband and son, and spends her spare time writing. She is also
working on a new contemporary romance.
Look for her at Three Rivers Romance Writers, at Facebook
Colleen
Myers, and at @ColleenSMyers.
Excerpt:
The snowball hit the back of my head dead-on. Bam.
I stumbled forward from the force of the blow. The flakes
created a halo of white powder around my head in the cool, crisp air then
settled all over my face and neck.
What the…oh no he didn’t. A growl rose in my throat. I
turned to confront my foe. I creased my eyebrows and I glared at him,
mean-like.
With a smug expression on his face, Marin stared back,
tossing another snowball between his hands.
“Elizabeth, you appeared distracted. I wanted to help.” His
voice was smooth, deep like aged rum, and echoed in the unique way of his
people, the Fost, almost like he was being dubbed. The sound got me every time
causing me to shiver, or maybe it was the snow dripping down my back.
“That was helping?” My ass.
“Yes, you were about to walk into a tree,” he said dryly,
dropping his ammunition.
I whipped around. Sure enough, a tree loomed in front of me.
Dark-gray bark, feathery fronds interspersed with lethal spikes, blue moss
climbing its trunk. Yep, that was a tree. Well for here anyway, not like on
Earth.
I glanced back at Marin, who stood so trustingly under the
boughs of another nearby tree laden with snow. A smile tugged at the corner of
my mouth. See, I could help too. He looked hot, literally and figuratively.
“Okay, thanks.”
With a thought, my power twisted deep inside, and I sent out
a burst of air through the branches. They shuddered in response and unloaded
their cold, wet contents on Marin’s head with nary a sound.
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