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With the ability to shapeshift into white tigers, the Kiths have arrived on Earth in search of their "One"--the soul mates who are destined to satisfy their scorching lust. . .

Wicked Lord

U.S. Sergeant Major Bren Preston has no control over keeping half-human, half-tiger Kith Ambassador Lord Farid Arjun from entering her dreams at night--and surrendering to the feral ...
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With the ability to shapeshift into white tigers, the Kiths have arrived on Earth in search of their "One"--the soul mates who are destined to satisfy their scorching lust. . .

Wicked Lord

U.S. Sergeant Major Bren Preston has no control over keeping half-human, half-tiger Kith Ambassador Lord Farid Arjun from entering her dreams at night--and surrendering to the feral hunger he sets off in her. Though powerless in dreams, she's determined to never succumb to her desires in person. But seeing Farid transform into his magnificent feline form elicits a wild passion that won't be denied. . .

Carnal Empress

Jana Townsend doesn't know what's more incredible: Falling in love with a shapeshifter or discovering that the Kith Emperor Kyber traveled the universe to find her. Now together, their union is a perfect joining of souls and bodies as Jana discovers a ravenous desire that begs to be sated again and again. . .

Praise for the novels of Crystal Jordan

"There are books you read and those very special ones you devour. . .Carnal Desires is definitely one of the latter. This is definitely an author to watch." --Kate Douglas, author of Wolf Tales

"The author is a master world builder and the abundant sex scenes complement the plot and characters. One cannot help but fall in love with these large, dangerous, hot cats!" --Romantic Times on On The Prowl
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780758262486
  • Publisher: Kensington
  • Publication date: 11/1/2010
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 336
  • Sales rank: 423,377
  • File size: 584 KB

Table of Contents


Wicked Lord....................1
Carnal Empress....................169
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First Chapter




Copyright © 2010 Crystal Jordan
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7582-3830-6

Chapter One

Brenna couldn't sleep.

She sat at her kitchen table, wrapped in a bathrobe and nursing a mug of decaf. Two in the morning was no time to pump caffeine into her system. It sure as hell wouldn't help. She wasn't an eighteen-year-old army private who could go days without sleep and not feel it. That time had come and gone over a decade and a half ago. When she was on duty tomorrow, she'd be hurting and wishing to God she'd found a way to get some shut-eye. A sigh slid from her, and she scrubbed a tired hand over her forehead.

This wasn't the first sleepless night she'd had recently, and they were becoming more and more frequent. The plus side was her house was spotless. The down side was ... well, she was parked in her kitchen at o-dark-thirty blinking grit from her eyes. Again.

She focused on the only thing out of place in the pristine room. The little device sitting in the middle of her table. It was round, had a dome-shaped speaker on top, and could fit snugly in the palm of her hand. Reaching out, she pushed down on the dome and a high-pitched static with a buzzing, electronic squeal issued from the speaker. Wincing, she clicked it again and turned it off.

It was hard to believe that something so small could dull the massive psychic powers of an alien. Her commanding officer had had scientists working on the prototype for months, but now it was ready for use in their war against the Kith. She wasn't sure how it worked exactly, or even how they'd tested it to make sure it did work, but there were a lot of things she wasn't sure about anymore.

Which was what was keeping her up at night, if she was honest with herself. Not that she wanted to be. She'd be a lot better off if she could stuff her head back in the sand. Taking a sip of her coffee, she closed her eyes and slumped in her chair.

"Jesus," she groaned.

Pushing to her feet, she wandered into her living room, flipped the television on to the news, and plopped onto her couch. The headlines scrolled by, reports about the imminent alien invasion and what the military was doing to stop it. She shook her head and set her mug down on the coffee table.

It all came back to General Arthur and the Kith. An entire armada of alien warships had shown up almost a year ago, and they'd been orbiting Earth ever since, a constant menacing presence in the sky. They claimed to be from a planet called Suen. They claimed Earth was an abandoned colony settled by slaves of the weaker Kin race-weaker humans. They claimed they had no interest in Earth except to find their emperor's soul mate, his One, who was somewhere among the unwashed of humanity.


As if a fleet of warships traveled all the way across the universe for one human woman. Bren snorted and flipped her long braid over her shoulder. They could have at least come up with a story that didn't insult people's intelligence.

Leading the campaign of bullshit was Lord Farid Arjun. Her mind provided an image of the tall, blond, and gorgeous Kith diplomat. She shivered, a frisson of excitement, longing, and loathing went through her. The alien was her enemy, cold, condescending, and rude, but he could do things with his mind that were indecent, and since the first day he'd met her, he'd never stopped toying with her. She stomped down on that thought, embarrassed that she couldn't control her reaction to an alien with a smooth tongue gilded with lies.

No matter what diplomats like Arjun said, the world had devolved into mass hysteria when the Sueni arrived. Some people wanted to roll out the welcome wagon, but most were just afraid of a vastly more powerful race of people with technology and weaponry the likes of which had never been seen on Earth before. People were scared. Bren was one of those people. But more than scared, she was mad. Mad that anyone thought they had the right to show up after a couple of millennia and say, "Oh, we're back, slaves. Thanks for looking after things, now get back in your cage."

Hell, no. Earth wasn't going down without a fight, and she was determined to be on the front line. She'd been William Arthur's right hand for fifteen of the eighteen years she'd been in the service. She was behind him when he ordered a preemptive strike against the Sueni that had blown one of their ships out of the sky, and she was behind him when he worked to consolidate the military forces of Earth to create a global defense system.

But more and more often in the last few months, she'd questioned the orders Arthur had given. His new campaigns seemed to be less about protecting people than they were about gathering more power for himself.

She swallowed, clicked off the TV, and scrambled to her feet, all but running to her bedroom and slamming the door behind her to shut out the truth. Dread cramped her belly. She didn't want to think about this, didn't want to consider what it meant.

The ramifications were even more terrifying than the Sueni shuttles that came and went despite the warnings and missiles fired from Earth. Other than the one ship down, the Sueni hadn't lost a single person and had deflected further attacks. So far they'd done nothing violent. They hadn't even retaliated for the lost ship. It made her uneasy. The shuttles stayed no more than a few hours in one place before leaving again. They could be searching for something-someone-as they'd said, or they could be scouting out vulnerabilities for a violent, bloody endgame.

How much would Arthur's little white noise device, his new secret weapon, actually help them in driving away the Sueni? She didn't know. No one did. Yet. The one question that kept resurfacing in her mind was: when did it end? If they finally managed to get rid of the Sueni, what would be left of the world? Would Arthur hand military control back over to individual countries? If they tried to break away from him by force, who would win?

No one. That was the answer. Everything circled back to this being a no-win situation. Shrugging out of her robe, she flopped into bed and beat her pillow into a comfortable shape. If she could learn to nap through bombs going off outside her tent in a hellish desert, she could snooze through stress and doubts-doubts that might not be founded in anything other than sleep-deprived paranoia. She closed her eyes, shut down her mind, and willed herself into slumber.

But it wasn't dreams that found her. It was him. Again.

Heat screamed through her body, a sudden sexual awakening that was as much pleasure as pain. The shift was so abrupt, it was almost terrifying. Almost.

The moment sleep claimed her, he was over her, on her, in her. Her body arched on the mattress as his cock filled her. And filled her. Her pussy throbbed, clenching tight. Her fists bunched in the sheets, her hips writhing as pleasure rocketed through her. She tried to jerk back, tried to escape the onslaught of ecstasy, but there was no escaping her own mind. He came to her like this, in her dreams, flooding her thoughts with sensations so real she couldn't tell where the fantasy ended and reality began.

She wished it were just a dream, a fantasy, but she knew it wasn't. It was him. Farid. He was doing this to her. The Kith nobleman was using his mind to fuck her senseless. As much as she craved it, she hated it-him-hated the power he wielded, hated that the sensual alien had shredded her world when he'd landed on Earth.

Fire licked at her flesh, and she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, fighting him, fighting herself. It was no use, she knew. She'd struggled every time he'd reached for her psychically, and every time she'd failed. He sucked her into the maelstrom of carnality, drowned her in feelings she usually avoided at all costs. She hated the lack of control, the inevitable betrayal of her own body.

God help her, it felt so fucking amazing.

The sensation of being stretched beyond bearing was so vivid, she thought she would die. The last tethers between her and reality ripped loose as he began thrusting inside her. Then she was there, somewhere lost in a dream. The bed was still beneath her, the soft sheets rough against her sensitized flesh, the thick, hot summer night breeze still brushed across her naked breasts, and yet he was with her, in her.

His green eyes sparked as he looked at her, a physical manifestation of his power. The more excited he was, the faster the sparks would come, bursting like tiny fireworks in his irises. A distant part of her wondered if the sparks would stop when the white noise device was turned on, then she tamped down on the thought as fast as she could. The man was inside her head. He could read her thoughts.

He froze over her, as though he sensed that her mind had strayed to something besides what he was doing to her. She struggled to lock away the secrets she knew, scrambling for something to distract this enemy who was deep within her. Licking her lips, she watched his gaze zero in on her movements. His cock throbbed in her pussy, and she squeezed her inner muscles around him. He shuddered, groaned, and began thrusting again, caught in the tempest as much as she had been. She gasped when he ground his hips against her, forcing her thighs wide. A whimper escaped her when his big hand closed over her breast and he pinched her nipple hard between his fingers. Her body bowed under the lash of pleasured pain.

"Brenna," he breathed, and the word echoed in her mind. His need crackled through the connection between them, driving her desires higher. "Bren. My little khalaa."

Her hands left the sheets, reaching up to bury in his hair. The silken strands sifted through her fingers and they both shivered. He leaned into her touch, his eyes closing as something beyond ecstasy flickered across his expression. Some part of this had to be pure dream. The man was never this open in real life.

Then he withdrew his long cock, only to slam deep inside her pussy, and nothing mattered but this moment. There were no secrets and no lies, no hiding. She didn't care what was genuine and what wasn't, only that he could give her what she needed. His heavy muscles played against her, the heat of his flesh branding her as their hips rolled against each other. The friction of his rougher flesh on her clit made her cry out, ecstasy reverberating through her. His strong hands slid under her, his fingers bit into her ass, and he lifted her into each hot, hard penetration.

"Oh, my God."

Sweat slipped down her temples to tickle in her hair. She shivered, sobbing for air as her nails dug into his flesh. A low growl rumbled in his chest, and the other side of his nature flashed in his eyes. The animal, the beast, the shape-shifter. Long fangs curved from his mouth and he hissed softly when she grinned at him and raked her nails down his back.

"Always pushing me, Bren." He shook his head.

She laughed up at him, mocking him and his control. If she had to be stripped of her control and if she couldn't win the fight against him or herself, she was dragging him down with her. Clenching her internal walls around his thick cock, she closed her eyes and smiled when he gave a low, helpless groan of pure need. His muscles bunched and released beneath her hands as he hammered into her, his thrusts picking up speed and force. The impact of his skin slapping against hers echoed in her bedroom, the sound shockingly carnal.

Her heart raced and her excitement built to a screaming fever pitch. She could feel an orgasm rising like a tide inside her, threatening, beckoning. God, she wanted it, threw herself toward it. If she couldn't have the self-discipline she always craved, she'd revel in the lack of it. It made her blood rush in her veins, her breath come faster, her muscles shake with pleasure and fear of how that pleasure overwhelmed her.

"Now." She wrapped her legs around his flanks, digging her heels in to lift herself higher into his thrusts. "Make me come."

"Yesss." His groaned tangled with an almost feline hiss. His chest heaved in bellowing breaths, great shudders wracking his body. "I ... can't hold on much longer."

"Don't. Come with-" She went over the edge before she could finish the sentence, the heat and need and ecstasy coalescing into one blinding explosion. Her sex pulsed around his cock, milking his hard length. He ground his pelvis against her clit and sent another wave of orgasm slamming into her, dragging her deeper. Her body arched and she screamed, the sound drowned out by the deafening leonine roar from him as he followed her into orgasm.

She clung to him, squeezing his hips between her thighs as he flooded her pussy with his hot fluids. His eyes widened, meeting hers, the green sparks coming so fast the entire iris seemed to glow.

He was so beautiful.

The smile that kicked up the corner of his mouth told her he'd heard her thought. She could only hope that was the only thought he'd heard. Ice flowed through her veins. If anyone ever found out about this, her career was over. If she found out he'd dug information from her while mind-fucking her, she'd never forgive herself. It might be worth it to see if sleeping with the white noise maker on could ward him off, but she had her doubts. The man had power that wouldn't quit, and she hated that she needed a machine to help her control the situation.

She swallowed, let her arms and legs fall away from him, and collapsed back to the mattress. His gaze shuttered, withdrawing as she had. His mouth opened and closed again. Sighing, he shook his head. At her or at himself, she didn't know. She worked hard to control her breathing, to slow her heartbeat down to normal levels, kicking herself as she always did for losing out to her baser needs.

He brushed tender fingers down her cheek and over her eyes, closing them. "Sleep now, khalaa."

A soft, replete sigh escaped her, and still she struggled against a command that went beyond words. He used his powers to fog her mind, to make the sweetness of dreams take her all the way under into real sleep, and she knew when she awakened he'd have evaporated like so much smoke on the sultry midnight breeze.

And she'd spend the day cursing herself for losing the battle of wills between them.


Farid clawed his way out of the dream, his skin aflame, his pulse still racing as his muscles shook with his recently spent orgasm.

Only he knew it was no dream, no phantasm. It had been a mental connection with his One. He rolled to the edge of his gelpad, tossed aside the soft rishaami bedclothes, and sat up, burying his face in his hands.

What was he doing? This was utter madness. He had no desire to bond with the woman or even tell her that she was his One. He'd seen long ago how such a bond could destroy people. No one would ever get close enough to him to be allowed that kind of power. It was never to be. Not for them. It was only when he slept, when the tight reins he kept on his control slipped, that his mind reached out for her.

"You did not sleep well, Lord Arjun?" The androgynous voice of the Vishra sounded through his chambers. The semi-sentient ship could read limited emotions, its technology inlaid with just enough psychic power to allow the Kith to link with it.

His hands fell away from his face. "No, I didn't."

A beat passed while the ship processed that information. "Would you like me to adjust the temperature or add a somnolence dose to the air?"

"Thank you, no. I'm going to rise and begin my work shift early." Trying to sleep now was an unappetizing prospect. He pushed to his feet, drawn to the wide windows across from his bed. Another warship like the Vishra drifted beside them in space, framed by stars. The ship looked like a great bird of prey, ready to dive on an unsuspecting planet at any moment and wreck havoc. A sharp beak at the front was the command deck and behind that graceful metallic curves formed the wings. Beautiful. And deadly.

The razer cannons on the wings could bring a planet to its knees. The fleet of ships could rule the galaxy. They'd had no intention to use the weapons, but when escorting an emperor across the universe, it was always best to be prepared. Not that that had saved those they'd lost along the way.


Excerpted from PRIMAL HEAT by CRYSTAL JORDAN Copyright © 2010 by Crystal Jordan. Excerpted by permission.
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  • Posted November 22, 2010


    Wicked Lord: Bren is a US Sergeant Major trying to keep the new alien invasion in check. The Kith have come to find their leader's One, who is on Earth. Bren doesn't trust the Kith, especially the Kith Ambassador Lord Farid Arjun. He is much too attractive to trust. She is determined to never act on this attraction, but when the passion between them cannot be denied, how long can she hold out against the sexiest creature she has ever encountered?

    Wicked Lord is the beginning of the Kith journey to find their Ones, their true mates here on Earth. They are ferocious creatures who want to find true love. Earthers are not so ready to believe they are not trying to invade the planet; enter Bren and her team. Bren has worked hard to be as good as the boys at her job. She can kill people with the best of them. But when it comes to matters of the heart she is totally lost. Farid knows Bren is his One. To find a person's One is rare and he is not about to let misunderstandings get in the way. But how can he get through the walls around Bren's heart?

    The passionate encounters in this story had me enthralled from the get go. Having a sexy man enter your dreams and give you the best sex ever is very sexy to read about! I also enjoyed the pure romance and electricity these two generated. This made me want to read more about the Kith and the women they love.

    Carnal Empress: Jana Townsend doesn't know if she is worthy of the Emperor Kyber's love. He has traveled the galaxy to find her and she has betrayed him to the enemy. She feels that his imprisonment and torture is all her fault. If she had trusted more, she could have saved him before he endured so much pain. Now that she has finally risked her life to save him, can she forgive herself and restore the One bond she broke when she betrayed Kyber?

    I cryed so hard reading parts of Carnal Empress. Jana is both brave and incredibly strong. Her character touched my heart. I really wanted her to find the joy and love she so very much deserved. She betrayed the one man she loves above all and now will do anything to save him and restore their bond. Kyber has suffered unimaginable torture. His strength of will has been the only thing keeping him alive. He wants to hate Jana for betraying him, but finds even in his darkest hour, he cannot hate his One. But how can he move on knowing she betrayed their bond that is now broken beyond repair?

    I found myself really immersed in this story; I wanted Jana and Kyber to find love again. I was cheering for them all the way. I wanted the bad guys to suffer; if you ask me they needed to suffer more than they did for what they destroyed. I hope there are many more stories of the Kith and their loves.

    Primal Heat by Crystal Jordan is overall one of the best reads I have read in a very long time. I loved the chemistry, the alien worlds, and the shifter elements to these two stories. I think every romantic should have Primal Heat on their keeper shelf. I know it is going on mine.

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  • Posted March 11, 2011

    mediocre development

    If you love a story full of sex,sex,sex on the page you'll like these two stories. If you're looking for something with a deeper character you should keep on looking. I'm sorry to say this book didn't live up to my expectations. The characters have sex all the time and in the most ridiculous moments of the plot. Apparently sex is all that is really necessary to complete the "ONE" bond in Crystal Jordan's world; which is unfortunate because her story concept had so much potential.

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  • Posted November 17, 2010

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    A hedonistic sci-fi military thriller.

    Primal Heat is more than erotic romance. It has as many action scenes as erotic ones, and a captivating action driven plot. The Kiths are an advanced race of powerful shapeshifters with psychic abilities and hedonistic nature. They come from a planet called Suen. A planet shared with the Kins. A weaker race from who the human earthmen are descendants. A fleet of Kith warships orbiting Earth hints alien invasion. The Kiths return to Earth declaring they come in peace and their only goal is to find emperor Kyber's One. The concept of fated mate is as alien to earthmen as the Kiths. Earthlings don't believe the unheard of excuse, reacting with fear and belligerence. Handling the diplomacy between the Earthmen and the Sueni, is Lord Farid Arjun. A member of the Kith nobility, and cousin of the emperor. Bren Preston is the assistant of the US General William Arthur. Who consolidates the earthling military powers creating a global defense against the Sueni. Bren realizes Arthur is using the false invasion as an excuse to implement his own plans for global domination. She defects joining the Sueni to stop the evil general from taking over the world. Since the moment they meet Farid knows Bren is his One. He tries to resist the attraction, but his inner beast has other plans. So when Farid sleeps, his beast gets across Brens' dreams, making passionate love with her. Farid is disturbed by the death of his loved ones. Who were unable to continue living after their mate died. All fatal victims of the extreme dependance of the One bond. Thus, Farid biggest fear is to fall for this afflictive type of love. He enjoys a physical relationship with Bren with no intention to ever tell her, she is his One. The One bond it's sharing that goes beyond the physical. It's a sensory and mental connection that could have one mate feeling and experiencing, the pleasure or/and the pain, the other mate is going through in spite of distance. Primal Heat is a compilation of two stories. The only differences are that the first story, Wicked Lord, is told from the point of view of Farid and Bren, while the second, Carnal Empress, is told from the point of view of Jana and Kyber. The storyline, the outer conflict, the setting, the villain, the secondary characters, and the final confrontation, are shared during both stories. If we would have been exposed to Jana and Kyber's relationship from the second chapter of Wicked Lord, it would have been easier to engage in their grief-stricken personal conflicts. Carnal Empress starts with emperor Kyber's rescue. After being brutally tortured by general Arthur. The conflict between Kyber and Jana, starts when he is taken prisoner. Jana in her desperation to free Kyber, falls in Arthur's trap, who sexually abuses her, later letting her free, knowing that he damaged her enough, that even after Kyber is freed, the mental torture continues for both of them. Primal Heat is a satisfying page-turner, which I suggest to anybody who likes erotic paranormal thrillers.

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  • Posted November 9, 2010

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    Primal Heat contains two interconnected ET erotic romances

    "Wicked Lord". The Kith arrived on earth seeking their Emperor Kyber's "One" mate in the universe. Every night, Kith Ambassador Lord Farid Arjun enters the fantasies of Army Sergeant Major Bren Preston. She cannot prevent the half-human, half-tiger from turning her sleep into a sexual fantasy; nor is she sure she would want to stop him if she could. It is his penetration of her dreams that allows Bren from keeping Farid from having her when they are awake. However, he will not quit because he knows she is his "One"; but they must protect his leader from her malevolent leader.--------------------

    "Carnal Empress". Jana Townsend knows she is in love with the Kith shapeshifter whose life she saved, risking her own, from the dastardly perfidious earth leader. However, she also relishes the incredible idea that her beloved Kith Emperor Kyber searched the universe to find his One who is her; but also fears she is not worthy of being his empress soulmate.-----------------

    Primal Heat contains two interconnected ET erotic romances. The lead couple in each entry is fully developed and the story line provides deep insight into the Kith culture. Although the evil scheme of the earth's leader is over the top of the Kith Empire as it detracts from two otherwise strong romantic science fiction thrillers, sub-genre fans will enjoy Crystal Jordan's entertaining star-crossing romances.----------------

    Harriet Klausner

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