Running a bed and breakfast in deep space is all about location, location, location. And a strict "no laser-fights in the lobby" policy.
My name is Sam Cooper. After years of grinding away in the core worlds, I took my life savings, bought a decommissioned space station on the edge of the neutral zone, and opened a rustic Bed & Breakfast. No galactic politics, no corporate wars. Just me, a stellar view of the cosmos, and my grandmother's secret recipe for buttermilk pancakes.
I just wanted a quiet life. But it turns out, a cozy, neutral-ground B&B at the edge of the galaxy is exactly what people running from their pasts are looking for.
My little station has accidentally become a haven for the galaxy's most wanted. Specifically, three gorgeous, highly dangerous women who absolutely refuse to check out:
Ayla: A sleek, cybernetically-enhanced ex-soldier who rented a room for the weekend to hide from her ruthless corporate owners. She ended up staying permanently because she’s hopelessly addicted to my cooking.
Nasha: A telepathic diplomat who is completely exhausted by the constant, deafening noise of galactic politics. She booked the honeymoon suite because my mind is the only one calm and relaxing enough to give her peace.
Captain Lux: A fierce, green-skinned space-pirate who uses my B&B as a safe house. She’s loud, she’s brash, and she insists on paying her bar tab in stolen luxury goods and stolen kisses.
Now I’m juggling a packed reservation book, a failing life-support filter, and three stunning women who have decided my station is their new home.
But the rest of the galaxy isn't ready to let them go. Ruthless bounty hunters, corporate hitmen, and imperial fleets keep trying to check in to track down my favorite guests.
They might have plasma rifles and dreadnoughts. But I have the master keycard, a heavy cast-iron skillet, and a very strict policy against disturbing my guests.
Genre: Thriller
My name is Sam Cooper. After years of grinding away in the core worlds, I took my life savings, bought a decommissioned space station on the edge of the neutral zone, and opened a rustic Bed & Breakfast. No galactic politics, no corporate wars. Just me, a stellar view of the cosmos, and my grandmother's secret recipe for buttermilk pancakes.
I just wanted a quiet life. But it turns out, a cozy, neutral-ground B&B at the edge of the galaxy is exactly what people running from their pasts are looking for.
My little station has accidentally become a haven for the galaxy's most wanted. Specifically, three gorgeous, highly dangerous women who absolutely refuse to check out:
Ayla: A sleek, cybernetically-enhanced ex-soldier who rented a room for the weekend to hide from her ruthless corporate owners. She ended up staying permanently because she’s hopelessly addicted to my cooking.
Nasha: A telepathic diplomat who is completely exhausted by the constant, deafening noise of galactic politics. She booked the honeymoon suite because my mind is the only one calm and relaxing enough to give her peace.
Captain Lux: A fierce, green-skinned space-pirate who uses my B&B as a safe house. She’s loud, she’s brash, and she insists on paying her bar tab in stolen luxury goods and stolen kisses.
Now I’m juggling a packed reservation book, a failing life-support filter, and three stunning women who have decided my station is their new home.
But the rest of the galaxy isn't ready to let them go. Ruthless bounty hunters, corporate hitmen, and imperial fleets keep trying to check in to track down my favorite guests.
They might have plasma rifles and dreadnoughts. But I have the master keycard, a heavy cast-iron skillet, and a very strict policy against disturbing my guests.
Genre: Thriller
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