Book Blitz: Veiled Vixen (Harem Station: Book 6) by K.C. Cross

Veiled Vixen 
by K.C. Cross 
(Harem Station, #6) 
Publication date: October 21st 2019
Genres: Adult, Romance, Science Fiction


Book Synopsis:

All his other Harem brothers have found their one true love and they are spectacular princesses.

Not Valor’s girl.

Veila is the definition of evil.

Not the kind of girl a guy falls for. Especially a stand-up guy like Valor. He’s not interested in her sexy glow, her pretty hair, or her glowing eyes.

No. Valor only wants one thing for his fated princess.


But it’s kind of hard to kill someone you’ve been genetically engineered to love. And Veila not only has total control over him, but also Harem Station. The only way Valor can get Harem Station back is to use the soulmate bond against her.

Valor has to make Veila believe that their bond is true, that his feelings are real, and that he is willing to sell out his brothers, hand over all of Harem Station’s secrets, and leave his old life behind to help her get what she wants. But it’s never going to happen. Valor will never love Veila.


He’d rather die trying to kill her than spend one moment as her puppet king. There’s just one problem.

The soulmate bond goes both ways.

Veiled Vixen is book six in the Harem Station series and features an army of pissed-off princesses, five brothers facing their past, a station filled with ruthless, rebelling outlaws, and a lesson in what matters. It’s a love story about revenge, and hate, and regrets – but also forgiveness, loyalty, family, and having the courage to see the truth behind the veil.


“How the fuck did you get in here?” she demands.

“Your bot let me in,” I say, putting up my hands. Because her eyes are lit up white. She looks like an evil silver demon in this moment. 

“What?” She whirls to address the Rexbot. “What the hell? Why would you let him in here?”

The bot flies up out of her reach just as she takes a swipe at him with her metal spoon. His chirping fills the room and my eyes follow him as he descends high up into the dome.

But then I get lost in the view. 

The fucking view. I walk forward, unable to even process the threats that come spilling out of Veila’s mouth because I can’t quite believe what I’m seeing. 

The thick, reinforced vacuum-grade plasti-glass dome starts at the floor, curves all the way up—several levels up—and allows me a full-on view of one side of the Harem Station ring. 

But that’s not what has me breathless. 

Because this ship—due to the nature of the top-level airlock on the outside of Harem—is positioned in such a way that looking from one side of the dome to the other affords a view of both of ALCOR’s gates.

I’ve seen them together before. When you enter the ALCOR Sector through one of the gates you can see the second gate immediately because they are positioned on opposite ends of Harem Station. And if you swing your ship around in the right way, you can see both of the gates at the same time. 

Typically no one does that. So when you enter the sector you only see the gate you’re aiming at, and not both.

Right now, standing here in this dome, on this ship, in this dock, I can see them both at the same time and when I tip my head up I see the blobs of suns and the reddish-purple nebula that everyone calls the Seven Sisters. They are far, far away. Thousands and thousands of light years away. 

When open the gates are fiery blue-violet rings with long, crackling tendrils of purple reaching out along the perimeter like flowing hair in zero-g. The inside of the gates are a deep, blue well of… well… no one really knows what the inside of a gate is made of. Space, for sure. But blue space, not black space. So some different kind of space.

“Wow,” I say just as Veila’s metal spoon cracks against the side of my head. “For fuck’s sake!” I yell, turning to face her. “What the hell?”

“Why are you here, sneaking around my place?” She’s fuming. Like if she wasn’t wearing that stupid frumpy shirt and her hair wasn’t all messy, I’d be afraid of her.

But somehow, despite her blazing silver eyes, she can’t quite pull off the whole villainess thing. So I just kind of smirk at her and say, “Calm down, you silver freak. The bot let me in! I just told you that!”

She grits her teeth and sets her jaw, clearly unable to reconcile me invading her space. 

“What are you doing? And why are you dressed like that?”

Her brows furrow in confusion. Then she looks down at herself, realizes she’s wearing her comfy clothes and someone just caught her in them, and then the rage is back. She picks up a long knife from the counter and points it at me. “Get out!” 

But I’m not ready to get out. I need answers and maybe she doesn’t have all of them, but she has some. “What’s going on here? Is this ship your home?”

Her knife is shaky in her hand as she continues to point it at me. “Get. Out. Or I will cut your throat with this knife from across the room.”

I laugh.

But then the damn knife is hurling through the air at me and I just barely slide to the side in time for it to miss piercing my throat.


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JA Huss is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller’s list 21 times in the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.

Her new sexy sci-fi romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.

Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her book were optioned for a TV series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.

She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.





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Book Blitz: Prison Princess (Harem Station: Book 5) by J.A. Huss and K.C. Cross

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Prison Princess: Sci-Fi Alien Romance 
by J.A. Huss, K.C. Cross 
(Harem Station, #5) 
Publication date: August 19th 2019
Genres: Sci-fi Alien Romance

Book Synopsis:


Valor joined up with Tray after Beauty’s sacrifice because he knew Luck was destined to be with Princess Nyleena. There was no room in that relationship for a third wheel. But when he teamed up with Tray he had no idea that he’d be the third wheel in that partnership too. 

Tray has been keeping ALCOR’s secrets since the day he arrived on Harem Station. Not just one or two… ALL of them. But he’s also been keeping one of his own.

His secret is a girl. Not a Cygnian girl. An Akeelian girl. A beautiful, mysterious, scheming secret girl that Tray has been in love with ever since she first turned up in his Pleasure Prison virtual reality asking him for help.

Except she’s not virtual.

She’s real.

She’s in danger.

And before Valor came along all he wanted to do was break her out of her prison and keep her for himself.

But now… he might have to learn to share.

Prison Princess is an erotic MMF ménage featuring double-endowed alien men, a girl who shouldn’t exist in a virtual Paradise, a love-struck sentient ship, two all-powerful AI’s willing to fight for her, and an entire book about LEARNING TO SHARE *wink-wink*.

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I kiss her. Hard. My body blocks her in, pressing her against the wall so there’s no possibility of escape. My knee slips between her legs and then I kick her feet open. My cock grows harder against the soft skin of her inner thigh and I can’t wait to be inside her.

My fingers slip up into her hair and I pull it until she gasps and lets out a small squeak that will surely make me insane if she does it again. “Did you fuck him?” I ask.

“No,” she says softly. “But I wanted to.”

I laugh. And then I kiss her again. “Fuck, I’ve missed you,” I say, thinking about how warm her mouth will be on my cock.

She smiles, still kissing me back. Coy and teasing now, she says, “I really did want to fuck him. But he’s your brother and that’s kind of gross.”

“Not my real brother,” I say, nibbling at her neck. I want to eat her up. “And he might be interested.” I stop nibbling and pull back just a little. “But we can talk about that later. Right now you’re just mine and I’m not willing to share.”

My other hand squeezes her breast and I hold her there. My little captive. My secret prisoner. Staring into her dark eyes as she looks up at me with longing.

No one has ever looked at me this way. Only Brigit.

“I love you,” I say.

“Doesn’t seem like it,” she quips. “You left me for several eternities this time. I’m not happy. You need to make it up to me.”

“Do I?”

She nods, shyly. Trying not to smile.

I twirl her around, push her face up against the hut wall, and bite her shoulder as my cock slips between her legs. “Like this?” I ask, my fingers already playing with her ass.

“Like that,” she whimpers back. “Right now.”

“Better get yourself wet, princess. And you better do it quick. Because I’m not in the mood to wait and I don’t care if it hurts.”


“Hurry up,” Tray says. “Put your fingers between your legs and get wet.”

I don’t need to get wet. I’m already there. But I’m not going to ruin his good time and I like the dirty talk. I’ve been waiting lifetimes for this moment.

When I reach between my legs he presses his hips against my ass, letting me know he’s impatient to be inside me. I close my eyes and play with my clit with two fingers while the other two gather up the warm pool of slickness. His cock bumps into my hand and I reach further between my legs and jerk on him. He leans back, one hand gripping my hipbone so tight, I’ll have a bruise later.

I don’t care.

We don’t always do it rough. Tray is actually a very gentle lover when he wants to be. But when he returns to me like this—especially after such a long time—our instincts are to be animals. To fuck. Not love. Love comes later. We have all the time in the world for gentleness.

Right now I want it hard.

“I want you in my ass,” I say. “Now.”

He doesn’t ask me questions. There’s no second-guessing. There’s no double-checking to see if I’m ready for him.

His cock pushes inside my ass with force. I gasp, then bite my lip because it does hurt. My hands slap against the hut wall and I grimace, clenching my jaw as he enters me further.

I stiffen with the sudden pain, but then he’s whispering in my ear. “I love you. Relax. Let me take you hard. I’ll make it feel good.”

And just to prove it, his hand slides over my hip and down my front, his fingers strumming my clit as he continues to force himself inside me.

I close my eyes and all the cares and worries I’ve been carrying since he last left just disappear. That’s enough to relax the muscles fighting against his full penetration of me, and then… I moan. But it’s that magic moment when he’s fully inside and there’s no pain at all. It’s just pure pleasure.

His chest is flat against my back, his mouth kissing my neck, whispering dirty things in my ear. “I like your tight ass, Brigit,” he says. “Your pussy gets wet for me, doesn’t it? You love this, don’t you?”

I do, but he’s not looking for an affirmation. He’s just saying this stuff to turn me on. And it does.

“Fuck me,” I whisper back. “Just fuck me.”


Akeelian cocks are no joke. They are huge. I mean, I don’t have much experience with small dicks because I’ve only ever been with Tray. But I saw plenty of naked men in my old virtual world and their cocks never looked anything like Tray’s.

Maybe he’s embellishing because this is a virtual. And I guess Valor could be embellishing too, but… it doesn’t matter. This is the only reality I know.

My only point is—Valor’s cock is so big it chokes me before it even reaches my throat.

“That’s it,” Tray encourages. “Take him as deep as you can, Brigit. He loves it. Look at him. Look up at his eyes.”

I do. I can’t wait to follow this order. Because I want to look. I want to see him moan when he comes.

Valor is looking at me the same way Tray was just looking at me.

With lust.

He’s breathing erratically and I take that as a sign to keep going. Tray’s hand covers mine and we both jerk and tug on Valor’s dick as I attempt to swallow him whole, my lips sealed against the skin of his shaft.

I want Valor to touch me. He’s got one hand on Tray’s shoulder, gripping it hard so the flesh around Valor’s fingers blanches white.

Valor’s other hand is on his head. Grabbing a fistful of his own hair. Like his mind is being blown instead of his dick. Like he might need to hold on to it.

I smile around his cock and he closes his eyes for a long blink before smiling back.

“Come,” Tray says, speaking to Valor. “I want to see that second cock of yours. Pull it out for me. Choke her with it.”


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Author Bio:

JA Huss is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller’s list 21 times in the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.

Her new sexy sci-fi romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.

Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her book were optioned for a TV series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.

She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.

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