Reclaiming Isis

Ready for out of this world romance? Start New York Times Bestselling author Selena Blake's highly emotional, super sensual new trilogy with Reclaiming Isis.

Seven months ago, their bride disappeared but Tristan and Rafe never stopped looking for her. When no amount of money or searching produces results, they turn to each other for support.

Then a routine stop on Prime C delivers the shock of a lifetime. Isis doesn’t remember the two men who claim she belongs with them, but her body certainly does.

With danger on their heels and an enemy who will stop at nothing to silence their triad, Rafe and Tristan must protect Isis while they fight to win her heart again.

Warning: Features two sinfully handsome mercenaries, a voluptuous woman, m/f/m pleasure and a love that will last a lifetime.

Sci Fi Romance
Series: Deep Space Encounters

Standalone book. For maximum enjoyment, get Book 2: Rescuing Natacha and Book 3: The Virgin Princess's Rebellion. Or enjoy all three with the Deep Space Encounters box set.

EXCERPT

“Try her comm again,” Rafe called as Tristin stalked away, his long legs eating up the sandy soil.

It took hardly any time at all to leave a message on the main computer, lock up the ship and retrace his steps to where he’d seen her last. He followed the direction she’d been heading and made his way to the cluster of stores she frequented whenever they came to the market.

Fabrique from Tajeek, out-of-this-world chocolates, healing waters from Oasis 9, and finally, aphrodisiacs. Fruits, candies, dust and drinks, the tidy little stall had it all.

He spoke to the proprietor in her native language and was surprised that she remembered him. She went on and on about how good it was to see Isis again and how glad she was that they enjoyed her products.

Patience wearing thin, he held up a hand and offered her a small smile. “So you’ve seen Isis today?”

The ancient nodded and began talking again, her hands flying along with her words.

He thanked her for the information and stepped to the next booth, where Isis had evidently headed next. He had a similar conversation with that proprietor and then stepped to the next stall. The man said he’d seen her cut down the alley behind the booths.

Rafe called Tristin on the comm and filled him in.

“I see you. Wait for me,” Tristin said. A few moments later they were side by side, heading down the alley.

Tristin’s comm buzzed and he answered immediately.

The sound of Isis’s scream coming through the tiny speaker made Rafe’s heart stop mid-beat.