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The Key: Project Enterprise 1 by Pauline Baird Jones is a Book Series Starter Event pick #romanticspaceopera #spaceopera #bookseries #giveaway



Title: The Key: Project Enterprise 1

 

Author: Pauline Baird Jones

 

Genre: Romantic Space Opera

 

Book Blurb:

 

She’s a stranded pilot. He’s an alien castaway. Can their love save a galaxy torn apart by war?

 

Sara Donovan knew her top-secret expedition would be dangerous. But she never imagined she’d end up separated from her crew and stranded on an alien planet. When the smoke from her crash landing clears, she’s surprised to find a marooned resistance fighter ready to lend a hand. In a war-torn galaxy, Sara refuses to give her trust lightly… especially when she risks exposing the strange abilities she’s kept hidden since childhood. 

 

Kiernan Fyn survives each day on the hope of exacting revenge on the warlord who murdered his wife. Sara is his ticket off the desolate rock to a new better future…until she’s targeted by hostile forces who thinks she holds the key to a long-lost civilization. In a fight for their lives, sparks fly as Sara and Fyn attempt to decipher their hidden connection with the powerful key before their ruthless enemies distort its power for galactic domination. 

 

The Key is the first novel in the phenomenal Project Enterprise sci-fi romance saga. If you like interstellar chemistry, fast-paced action, and sprawling space operas, then you’ll love Pauline Baird Jones’ award-winning epic.

 

Excerpt:

 

A vague throbbing in her right temple towed Sara back to a consciousness she didn’t want to face, though she was a bit fuzzy on why…

 

She opened her eyes to zero dark thirty—a darkness somewhat lightened by an eerie orange glow.

 

Okay, starting to remember.

 

She not only wasn’t in Kansas anymore, she wasn’t in the cockpit of her bird. The roughhewn rock over head seemed to indicate she was in some kind of a cave, but how did she get from Dauntless to a cave?

 

She remembered…

 

…the dog fight.

 

…the double hit to her six.

 

…heading for the closest planet like a fast falling star.

 

…doing bat turns to slow her descent.

 

…seeing the long stretch of flat, white beach between tangled mass of jungle and sparkling ocean.

 

…endless feet-wet finally giving way to feet- dry.

 

The narrow beach had skimmed past way too fast as she struggled to manage her uncontrolled descent.

 

She remembered pulling her nose up long enough to clear a rugged tumble of rock spilling from high bluff into ocean, but on the other side ground was ground and no landing is a good one that ends against a tree.

 

Yeah, she remembered the tree.

 

But she didn’t remember a cave.

 

Her head didn’t seem to like all the remembering. She touched the complaining spot, finding something that felt like a bandage at the apex of the pain.

 

Okay, didn’t remember that either.

 

She tried moving various body parts. Everything was a bit banged up, but still worked, which was good. And she knew it would get better. It always did.

 

Her zoombag had been loosened and her gloves were gone. Add that to the list of things she couldn’t remember, with an asterisk for slightly creepy.

 

As the rest of her senses began to come back on line she inhaled a warm, metallic scent that seemed to be emanating from a circle of rocks, the source of the orange glow. It was mixed with a warm, earthy smell and some scents she couldn’t begin to identify.

 

There was a bit of a nip in the air, the edge taken off by the…fire? Was it a fire? It didn’t flicker like a fire.

 

It was deeply quiet in the cave, quiet enough to hear her own breathing. And someone else’s.

 

An icy trickle made its way down her back.

 

Who, or what, was sharing this cave with her?

 

Sara sat up, stifling a groan when various bruises and bangs registered formal protests to her brain housing group.

 

She’d planned to stand up next, but something stirred across from her. Who—or what—ever it was rose, throwing an ill-formed and very large shadow against the wall and roof of the cave.

 

Maybe it was the bad light, but the outline was very Sasquatch-ish—shaggy and kind of ominous.

 

The icy trickle turned to a rushing stream. It moved toward her, passing into the half light cast by the sort of fire.

 

Not Sasquatch, though he could have been a second cousin.

 

He had a head full of dreads, he bristled with armament, and he bulged with muscles wrapped in what appeared to be tight fitting leather.

 

It was hard to find features—his face was darkened by dirt or camo, or both—but his eyes were deeply, sharply green.

 

And he was really, really tall.

 

Sara had to tip her head way back to look up at him. He didn’t speak, which upped the eerie factor a few more degrees.

 

She somehow managed to get her legs under her and stand.  She was a tall girl—Tall Girl was actually her call sign—but the top of her head didn’t reach his chin. He’d have to be around seven feet to top her by that much.

 

He looked like a ragged cave man, but there was a sharp intelligence in his eyes. And he’d managed to get her clear of her bird. Not exactly cro-mag man skills.

 

She wanted to say something, but all she could think of was, crap.

 

Not particularly useful.

 

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What makes your featured book a must-read?

 

In my books, you’ll find romance, adventure, and a healthy dose of humor. You’ll meet brave heroines, good-guy heroes, and stories that make you laugh, gasp, and sigh. If you’re a daydreamer with a love of perilous fun, welcome to my world. It’s a little weird, a little wild, and always worth the ride.


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Winner will be drawn on January 15, 2025.

 

Author Biography:

 

Award-winning author Pauline Baird Jones writes perilously fun fiction—romantic suspense, space opera, time travel, and more. With 40+ books, a flair for humor, and a love of adventure, she creates heroines braver than they realize and heroes heroes brave enough to love them. If you crave thrilling plots, smart laughs, and sigh-worthy endings, you’re in the right place! 🚀❤️📚

 

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