Guest Cara Bristol and CLAIMED BY THE CYBORG Excerpt

claimed-by-the-cyborgVeronica: I really loved this scifi romance novel and admired the twists and turns that Cara worked into the plot along the way.

Today Cara talks about the musical inspirations she had while writing the book.

Cara:  

Authors often are asked what kind of music they listen to while writing or if a particular song inspired a story. For me, usually the answer is none and no. However, Claimed by the Cyborg is an exception. The most romantic of all the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance series books, it’s about the love a man never forgot, a cyborg searching for the woman he lost.

Although I didn’t listen to music while writing, two songs ran through my head when I thought about the story. Both songs are oldies, not very “hip,” but their lyrics spoke to me.

The first song that influenced the story was “Morning Side of the Mountain,” originally recorded by Tommy Edwards in the 1950s (Lol, I’m not that old. It was rerecorded by Donny and Marie Osmond in the 1970s). Listen to the song on You Tube.

To me, the song speaks of soulmates who never meet, two people who are meant for each other, but have a divide between them that prevents them from realizing their love.

In Claimed by the Cyborg, March and Jules do meet and fall in love, but they’re torn apart by duty and culture. They are literally from two different planets. I used the metaphor of morning and twilight in the story, naming places on Jules’ planet after the song.

The other music piece that strongly influenced Claimed by the Cyborg was “Sleep With Me Tonight,” recorded by Neil Diamond. Listen to it on You Tube.

It’s a moody, mournful song (Lol, Neil Diamond is like that) speaking about second chances, one lover getting the courage to approach the other and say, I need you, let’s try again.

March has never been able to forget Jules. He still loves her, but when he finds her, the same old problems still exist. She offers him a night to remember, and he has to decide if taking it is worth the pain it might cause later.

 

No spoilers, but Claimed by the Cyborg does have an HEA. It’s also a standalone. You don’t have to read the other books in the series to enjoy it.

Claimed by the Cyborg Description

March Fellows assumed he had all the time in the galaxy to pursue a relationship with Jules, an alien exchange student from Xenia, until she vanished without a trace. After years of searching, he finds his lost love on the eve of her arranged marriage.

The daughter of the Xenian emperor, Julietta never meant to fall in love with a Terran man while visiting Earth. Leaving to fulfill her responsibilities on her home planet opened up a hole in her heart that could never be filled. When March, now a cyborg, unexpectedly shows up just before she is to be bonded, she struggles to find the courage to turn him away a second time and follow through with her duty. Before she can act, the lovers are thrust into a political conspiracy that threatens the Xenian empire and their lives.

Claimed by the Cyborg is available in ebook and paperback: 

Amazon: http://hyperurl.co/Claimed-Amz

iBooks: http://hyperurl.co/Claimed-iBooks

Kobo: http://hyperurl.co/Claimed-Kobo

BN:  http://hyperurl.co/Claimed-BN

 

Excerpt:

(In this scene, March finally finds Julietta and confronts her.)

“I never meant to hurt you. I’m sorry. I can’t speak to you.” She reached for the scanner to close the door.

He shouldered past her into her quarters.

She gaped. “What are you doing? You have no right to enter!”

He jerked his head at the controls. “Close the door.”

“Maybe I’ll call the guards instead.” She reached for the call button.

He grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand to the screen, locking them in together. He released her and planted himself between her and the call button. Julietta rubbed her wrist. Though his hand had been callused and rough, his touch hadn’t been hurtful. The March of her past had had the smooth skin of an academic who spent the majority of his time indoors. She didn’t know what work he did now, but she guessed he didn’t teach at the university.

Stolen glimpses at the banquet and in the arena hadn’t prepared her for the effect of his presence. He had grown taller and acquired heavy, thick muscles, though there wasn’t a gram of excess fat on him anywhere. Maturity bracketed his mouth and etched the skin around his temples, but his eyes still reflected the Terran sky. Full lips, no longer soft, slashed across his face with dislike.

His nostrils flared as he exhaled, and then he raked a hand through his hair. He tilted his head. This time, when he looked at her, his anger had evaporated, and his eyes appeared haunted.

She’d earned his anger; his pain was more than she could bear. “March…”

“I shouldn’t be here. I apologize.” He turned to leave.

“Wait!” The entreaty was torn from her. What am I doing? Let him go. ”You’re right. We should talk.” She motioned to a settee. “Would you like to sit?”

“No, but I will.” He positioned himself with his legs spread wide, his hands clasped between his knees, taking up the entire space. He didn’t need to stake out his territory to prevent her from sitting next him; she wouldn’t have dared to join him. Distance was the only protection she had.

She lowered herself onto an opposite chair. “How have you been?” It sounded so inane, she winced.

“I’m sorry about Naimo,” he said. “I hope he will recover.”

“Thank you.” She rubbed the sore spot left by the headdress. “I don’t—how—I don’t understand how you came to be in the arena as the challenger.”

The corner of his mouth quirked. “I don’t either.”

“What?”

“I work for a spaceship remanufacturer. I delivered a ship your father had ordered.”

Business, then. A foolish hope deflated, leaving her more heartbroken. March would not have come for her, and if he had, she would have had to reject him. It is for the best. Let the past remain buried where it can do no harm.

“I still don’t understand the connection to the Sha’A’la,” she said. He’d been magnificent in the arena. Her eyes had been on him the whole time. Her heart had fought with him, for him. The sexy but mild mannered teaching assistant had turned lethal.

He fixed his gaze on her face. “Why did you disappear?”

Julietta rose to her feet and paced the room. “Isn’t it obvious?”

Cara Bristol Bio
USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol has been the no. 1 best seller in science fiction romance, bdsm erotica, and holiday fiction on Amazon. She’s the author of two science fiction romance series featuring tough alpha heroes: the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance cyborg series and the Breeder science fiction romance series, which emphasize character-driven stories written with a touch of humor and sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara lives in Missouri with her own alpha hero, her husband.

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