Happy Thursday, darlings! It's being a crazy week for me and that's a fact, but how about aliens? Fact or myth? The lovely M.A. Church is dropping by in today's #TNTConfidential to talk to us about the Roswell incident and her latest release Nighttime Promises.
Rosswell – Myth or Fact
According to much
widely held public opinion, the United States government successfully recovered
the remains of a crashed UFO along with its extraterrestrial occupants near
Roswell, New Mexico, in July 8, 1947. In what is now known as the “the Roswell
incident,” the U.S. military is said to have quickly covered up the affair and
continues to shroud it in extreme secrecy even today.
If these events
surrounding Roswell in the summer of 1947 actually took place, as have been
claimed in several books on the subject and by numerous UFO researchers, it
would certainly constitute the story of the millennium and be the greatest
government-sponsored coverup of all time. Indeed, should irrefutable evidence
ever surface that any government on this earth possessed the physical remains
of either an extraterrestrial spacecraft or its occupants, it is an
understatement to say that such a revelation would fundamentally transform
humanity as we know it.
Now… according to
Ziang, Daroshi’s commanding officer, there was a crash. How does he know this?
LOL. He was involved. He was there. And guess, what? Aliens do exist and have
visited Earth.
*Grin* Bryan can
tell you all about aliens and their tentacles. ;)
Nighttime series:
Book #3 Nighttime Promises
Be careful what you wish for...
Available at:
Excerpt
The stress of the past few weeks sure caught up with him—saying he
was gaunt was putting it nicely. His sapphire blue eyes were sunken in his head
and the laugh lines around his eyes slashed deeper into his face. The dark
circles didn’t help matters, either. God, he looked like he had two black eyes.
The skin was that nasty bruise color and puffy.
And were there more than a few strands of gray in his dark hair now?
At age thirty-four this was ridiculous. That’s what stress would do, though,
and this was about as stressful a situation as he’d ever been in. Bryan sighed.
The poisoning deal scared him; he could have died. Should have died, actually.
Someone was after his ass and they didn’t know whom. On top of that, they were
hurtling through space toward a planet he’d soon be calling home. With an
alien.
Yeah, stressful. “Shit,” he muttered. “Things have got to get—”
“Bryan!”
Bryan flinched at the roar from the other room. Damn, do these aliens know how to do anything other than yell?
“Where are you? Bryan? Bryan!
By the stars, answer me!”
A loud crash echoed into the bathroom.
“Oh, for God’s sake.” Bryan shook his head. What the hell was
Daroshi doing out there? Tearing Medical apart looking for him? Did Daroshi
think he’d… what? Run away? Where was there to run? Besides, he had someone trying
to kill him. He damn sure wasn’t going to go wandering the halls alone.
“Bryan!”
“I’m in here, Daroshi.”
Daroshi slammed into the bathroom area, chest heaving and tentacles
writhing on his back. Jesus, he looked fierce. “What are you doing?”
“Playing checkers.” Bryan rolled his eyes. “What do you think I’m
doing in here? It’s a bathroom. Come on, big guy, you figure it out. Jeez.”
Daroshi leaned against the doorframe, the rise and fall of his chest
slowing. “I’m not even going to ask what this ‘checkers’ means. Bryan, the
medibed stopped monitoring your stats. The low beeping noise ceased. I woke up
thinking there was something wrong, and instead I find you’re… You weren’t
there.”
“Aw, man, I didn’t think. I had to use the bathroom and… What are you doing?” Bryan grabbed hold of
Daroshi’s shoulders as his feet left the ground.
Daroshi hoisted Bryan into his arms, growling loudly even as a
tentacle snaked across one massive shoulder to pet Bryan. “I’m taking you back
to the medibed. You know, it’s that thing that monitors your body’s systems.
You were poisoned and shouldn’t be up. Do you understand how serious this is?”
Huh, sarcasm. “Since I was the one poisoned I’d have to say that yeah, I get it.”
Bryan rested his head against Daroshi’s neck. Good thing he already went to the
bathroom. “Wow, is that your best bedside manner? Because I have to tell you,
it leaves a lot to be desired.”
“Waking up and finding you missing left a lot to be desired.”
Daroshi gently lowered Bryan back down onto the medibed. “Do not do that
again.”
About M.A. Church:
But her most
beloved hobby is reading. From an early age, she can remember hunting for books
at the library. Later nonhuman and science fiction genres captured her
attention and drew her into the worlds the authors had created. But always at
the back of her mind was the thought that one day, when the kids were older and
she had more time, she would write a book.
By sheer chance,
she stumbled across a gay male romance story on the web and was hooked. A new
world opened up and she fell in love. Thus the journey started. When not
writing or researching, she enjoys reading the latest erotic and mainstream romance
novels.
Her links:
Twitter : https://twitter.com/nomoretears00
Facebook: M.A. Church: http://goo.gl/k4SbBI
Amazon page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B007A8JA4C
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