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Thursday, January 17, 2019

Hothar's Folly by Gail Koger 💕 Review, Book Tour & Gift Card Giveaway 💕 (Sci-Fi Romance)

Undercover psychic investigator Casey Jones’ hunt for a traitor in Central Command gets blown all to hell when the crew of the military C130 cargo plane she’s riding on tries to kill her. Drawing on her telekinesis, Casey stops their assassination attempt and bails out as the aircraft goes down in flames.

Casey meets her new partner at eight thousand feet, when Hothar is suddenly wrapped around her like a limpet. He declares he has come to rescue her from a watery death. All the butthead is going to accomplish is getting them both killed. She’s a battle-tested Siren and quite capable of catching the turncoat without his help.

Or maybe not. There’s suddenly a shitload of bad guys trying to kill them. Casey quickly realizes they are an unbeatable team. She’s a bit surprised when the young Coletti warrior brags that he knows how to perform over one hundred sex acts from his mind meld with the Overlord. Does she have a budding Don Juan on her hands? He’s certainly eager to try out every one of those positions. Come to think about it, so is she. But first, they must expose the traitor before billions die.

Gail's books are so fun!

This was truly a sci-fi romance, complete with the Star Trek-ish terminology and graphic battles, but it was also so low-stress and infused with a unique brand of humor, and that's what I loved the most!

Yes, conflicts and battles seem to surface wherever Casey happens to be, but Gail makes sure this warrior has everything she needs to a devoted mate and a tentacle-clad-very-hungry-almost-invincible alien.

The ending of this book set up the next one PERFECTLY...Saul and Annie seem to have explosive chemistry, and I CANNOT wait to read what happens with them!!!

(I was given this book in consideration of my honest thoughts)

Locked Out On Christmas Eve!

I put the finishing touches on the tree and noticed that the outside lights were off. I flipped the switch for the porch lights, and nothing happened. Hmmm. Had I overload a circuit breaker? I had gone a tiny bit overboard with the decorations. Pulling on my slippers, I went outside to check the circuit breaker panel. Nope, everything was good.

Then it hit me. Those pesky gophers had chewed through my power lines again. I headed for the front door and turned the handle. Crap! The door was locked. My dogs looked out the window, and innocently wagged their tails.

Just friggin’ terrific. It was midnight, colder than a grave diggers’ ass, and I was wearing a ratty nightgown. Thankfully, my friend Chris had a key to my house. The bad news was she lived several miles away.

My teeth chattering, I hurried down the sidewalk, and suddenly my residential street was busier than the freeway at rush hour.

A kid stuck his head out the driver’s window and hollered, “Hey baby, need a ride?”

I increased by pace and yelled, “No thanks.”

Another car slowed to a crawl and kissy noises emitted from the interior. Really? My granny gown wasn’t the least bit sexy. I gave him the one finger salute.

Tires squealing, they took off yelling naughty words.

They were definitely getting coal in their Christmas stockings. Trying to keep to the shadows, I stepped on a beer bottle, and the next thing I knew I was face down in a prickly bush. Ouch!

I wiggled out of the bush. God, I hated idiots who felt they had the right to toss their trash anywhere they pleased. My hand closed over the bottle, and I was suddenly blinded by a brilliant white light. Shading my eyes, I waved the beer bottle at the nice cop. “Hi there. Kinda nippy tonight, isn’t it?”

“Are you drunk ma’am?”

I babbled nervously, “Do I look drunk?”

Laughter in his voice the cop answered, “Yes ma’am you do.”

He dangled a pair of handcuffs in front of my face before I realized it was Chris’s husband. “You’re such a jerk Ed.”

“So, I have been told. You lock yourself out again?”

“Yes, could you give me a ride?”

He opened the back door on his patrol car and gestured. “Climb on in.”

I let out a long sigh. “Why can’t I sit in the front seat?”

Ed shook his head sorrowfully. “Not while you’re wearing that god-awful nightgown.”

“Very funny.” I climbed in.

Before he shut the door, Ed quipped, “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you…”

“Shut up Ed.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He shut the door and proceeded to drive all the way back to my house with the overhead lights flashing psychedelically. Ed parked in front of my house and hit the siren for a long ten seconds. “Whoops!”

Faces appeared in my neighbor’s windows. “You’re a real riot.”

Laughing, Ed opened the car door, escorted me up to my front door, and unlocked it for me.

“When did you start carrying my key with you?”

“Right after you locked yourself out of the house for the eighth time.”

“Oh. Thanks.”

He plunked a Santa hat on his head. “I live to serve. Ho. Ho. Ho.”

“Boring night, huh?”

"Yup, Merry Christmas.”

I surveyed the tiny island and a shudder shook me. Except for the trees full of cane spiders there wasn’t any place for me to change. I jerked my thumb at the warriors. “I don’t want to strip down in front of all of them.”

Uncle Saul turned to the five Coletti warriors who had been following our conversations with great interest. “Check the island for any signs of the Rodan.”

“As you command,” they said in unison, clamped their right arms against their chests and vanished.

I smacked Hothar’s hands as he tried to unbutton my shirt. “I don’t need your help to undress. If you’ll both turn around, I’ll get out of my fat suit.”

“As my lady wishes.” He obediently turned to face the ocean.

As soon as my uncle had his back to me, I kicked my boots off and stripped down. I tugged and tugged on the fat suit’s zipper. The friggin’ thing was glued shut. I yanked and yanked and yanked some more. Since Uncle Saul didn’t like me cussing, I went with, “Son of a monkey. Mothersmucker!”

Hothar asked casually. “Do you need help?”
“I do, but don’t you dare laugh at me.”

“We wouldn’t think of it,” Uncle Saul promised solemnly.

“Fine. Get me out of this.”

Both men turned around. There wasn’t a trace of emotion on their faces as they studied the fat suit.

“A very effective disguise.” Hothar glanced at my uncle. “Cut it off?”

Uncle Saul bobbed his head. “I agree.”

They pulled their knives and went to work.

I heard a muffled snicker and looked over my shoulder. Uncle Saul was grinning like a loon. “You promised.”

“Sorry sweetheart, but you gotta admit this is pretty damn funny,” Uncle Saul said. “You resemble the marshmallow man from that silly ghost movie.”

“How was I to know the suit ballooned up in salt water?” I expelled a long breath when the foam rubber concoction fell away. The ocean breeze was pure heaven. “Thank you.”

“You are truly beautiful,” Hothar stated.

The naked desire in Hothar’s eyes had me blushing. “And you win the grand prize for awesome dimples.”

“Knock it off you two.” Uncle Saul’s mouth tightened into a hard line. “Get dressed. The Overlord will be here shortly. He’s anxious to interrogate Jarok.”

My eyes widened in horror. “Do I still look like I have the plague?”
“The Overlord won’t even notice,” Uncle Saul promised, refusing to meet my gaze.

Seriously? My skin was the color of a boiled lobster with pieces of white foam still stuck to it. “What happened with the horrendous space battle?”

“The Overlord,” Hothar said and handed me my clothes.

“Right. The big scary came, saw, and blew them all to hell.”

Guttural screams rent the air.

I took one look at the horde of hairy spiders covering Jarok and scrambled up Hothar’s back like it was the Matterhorn. Once I was perched on his shoulder, I cried, “You said cane spiders were harmless.”

“Those are not cane spiders,” Hothar replied, endeavoring to loosen my death grip on his head.

“No shit!”

“Language, young lady,” Uncle Saul warned as he reached up to pull me off Hothar’s shoulders.

Immense power rippled the air around us as the Overlord teleported in.

We all froze.

Zarek’s cold amber gaze examined us and the pieces of my fat suit. He cocked a dark brow. “I cannot wait to hear your explanation.”

“Spiders frighten my mate,” Hothar clarified.


I smacked the top of Hothar’s head. “Am not.”

Letting out a sigh, my uncle pointed at Jarok. “Spiders.”

As if on cue, Jarok uttered a bone-chilling shriek.

Zarek took it all in and tapped his warrior’s bracelet. Ten seconds later, the spiders scurried back into the monstrous web.

“You don’t think they ate the other warriors, do you?”

“They did not. I had them teleport back to the ship.” Zarek replied.

“Oh, that’s good.” I released my death grip on Hothar’s head and smoothed his hair down. “Sorry.”

Uncle Saul plucked me off Hothar’s shoulders. “You should be.”

“Before you return Casey to the ship, make sure she is dressed. My crew knows she is your daughter General, and Jones females are highly sought after.”

“Casey is mine,” Hothar growled, a hand on his sword.

An aura of sheer menace radiated from Zarek. “Are you challenging me?”

Wazzock’s piss! I jumped in front of Hothar. “No! He’s not. He’s annoyed that Waewae got away. We all are. Annoyed. That is.” There was no way in hell I wanted the two of them fighting. It would get messy. Really messy and for some darn reason I couldn’t let Zarek hurt or kill Hothar. What was up with that?

All the Overlord’s terrifying power was suddenly wrapped around me and I flinched when he started mucking about in my head. How had he gotten through my shields? Using every trick Quinn had taught me I tried to evict him, but nothing worked.

Zarek’s deadly voice sounded in my mind. “You wouldn’t let me harm Hothar?”

“No, sir.”

“How did you plan on stopping me?”

“I’d keep dumping you in the ocean until you cooled down.”

Zarek leaned down and whispered in my ear. “It wouldn’t have worked.”


How do I come up with my stories? Being psychotic helps. I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for way too long. All those years of wild requests, screwy questions, bizarre behavior and outrageous demands have left me with a permanent twitch and an uncontrollable craving for chocolate. Don’t get me wrong. Working as a 9-1-1 dispatcher can be very rewarding. BUT - some days I felt like the entire world was nuts. I mean, c’mon, who in their right mind calls 9-1-1 for the winning lottery numbers? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone, I took up writing.

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  2. The cover artist did a terrific job. HOTHAR’S FOLLY - romance, action, a horny Coletti warrior, a shapeshifting alien and an eight-legged Tabor. What more could you want?

  3. Great job on the covers. I lvoe the thought of this book and would love to read more.

  4. Love the cover sounds like a good book.

  5. Cover looks quite interesting -- like it

  6. I can't wait to read this book !

  7. WOW this looks amazing, love the cover and the title. Definitely adding this book to my Must Read File !

  8. The cover is great very intriguing

  9. I like the looks of the top one very sexy!

  10. The cover grabs my attention with the intense gaze of the model..that piercing stare draws the reader in and promises intrigue residing in the pages!


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