Book Highlight – The Vista

S. A. Hoag, Writer

Vista_blankThe Wildblood Series

A Post-Apocalyptic Action Adventure

No one remembers what started the war, the big one. Civilization stopped, and what came next was fueled by rage and fear.

Twenty years on, a tiny refuge, a place called The Vista, may be one of the last vestiges of humanity. Isolated, guarded, and hiding a dark secret, the people have survived World War Last, and they are content with that. Their children, however, are not. The search for others will send them out into a world they know nothing about, where the line between enemy and ally is blurred.

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The Vista: Book 1 of The Wildblood introduces Team Three – they’re young, ambitious, and at the forefront of a movement to discover what is beyond The Vista. They also believe they are genetically enhanced, a practice outlawed long before they were born. Venturing beyond their valley…

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Character Profile – Wade

S. A. Hoag, Writer

NOTE – Notes are added info for the 3rd book in the series.  In case you were worried about spoilers.

Full Name – Geoffrey Thomas Wade

Position – lead officer of Team Three

DOB – 02/26/2024

Place of Birth – Sao Paulo, Brazil

Natural parents – Lydia Jordan Halley, Thomas Rylin Wade

Siblings (both are half-sisters, shared mother) – Angel (Annie), b. 02/02/30;  Nina, b. 04/23/33.  Their father is Richard Clarke Cameron, a Vista Council member.

Professional – The youngest Commander ever appointed by Security Command in The Vista.  Joining Security in Jan., 2041, Wade quickly gained rank.  Security Command, the governing body of Vista Security, elected Wade as a member shortly after his 20th birthday.  He was awarded the status of Commander in Oct., 2044, a week after the Blackout was lifted, having lead the teams that tracked and destroyed two military helicopters searching for The Vista.  Designated sniper.

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Personal – Currently has two offspring.  Bryan Thomas…

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Pets in Space 2!

By Cara Bristol

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The pets are back! Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2, featuring twelve of today’s leading Science Fiction Romance authors brings you a dozen original stories written just for you! Join in the fun, from the Dragon Lords of Valdier to a trip aboard award-winning author, Veronica Scott’s Nebula Zephyr to journeying back to Luda where Grim is King, for stories that will take you out of this world! Join New York Times, USA TODAY, and Award-winning authors S.E. Smith, M.K. Eidem, Susan Grant, Michelle Howard, Cara Bristol, Veronica Scott, Pauline Baird Jones, Laurie A. Green, Sabine Priestley, Jessica E. Subject, Carol Van Natta, and Alexis Glynn Latner as they share stories and help out, a charity that supports our veterans!

10% of the first months profits go to Hero Dogs raises and trains service dogs and places them free of charge with US Veterans to improve quality of life and restore independence.

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Rescued by the Cyborg (A Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance) by Cara Bristol

A cyborg’s haunted past and a Faria’s clouded future entwine…

Hostage and sole survivor Solia waits for death at the hands of vicious predatory aliens when Cy-Ops agent Guy Roarke disobeys orders and charges in. A former medic, he initiates emergency medical procedures before rushing her to Cybermed.

Guy is taken with Solia, but the guilt of a past mistake won’t allow him to plan for a future with the delicate, brave beauty. Life is so uncertain, he can’t even keep Mittzi, the kitten his niece gave him. What he can do is see to it Solia gets the help she needs for a full recovery. But when best intentions place her in greater danger, it’s up to a little kitten to make everything all right again.

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Excerpts (pick one)
No. 1
Guy pushed into his cabin. Next to his bags was the gift—a box tied with a big red bow. The carton was moving. And mewing. “Oh, Jessamine, what did you do?”

The box bumped into his foot. Atop the lid his niece had written: LIVE ANAMUL. OPEN IMED IMID SOON!

He ripped off the bow and peeled back the top. Inside, an angry, frightened kitten hissed. Jessamine’s cat had birthed a litter, and he recognized this baby by its gray coat, four white feet, and a blotch shaped like a star on its button nose.

Sighing, he reached into the carton.

The kitten growled and swiped its claws across his skin.

“Ow!” Guy yanked his hand back. The kitten leaped out and dove under the berth.

Great. Just great. How could his niece have done such a thing? She shouldn’t have boxed up a live animal—even if she did punch air holes in the carton. If she hadn’t contacted him and insisted he open the present, the kitten might have remained inside for quite a while.

In the corner of the container, he spotted a slip of paper, partially shredded. He unfolded it.

Dear Uncle Guy,

I know you are sad, and I want you to be happy. I am giving you one of Fluffy’s kittens so you won’t be lonely. I named her Mittzi becuz she has four wite white mittens. Pleez come home again, soon.



His sister worried about him, but Carter, too, and now Jessamine? He hadn’t hidden his feelings well enough if his seven-year-old niece could pick up on them.

His fiancée’s defection had devastated him.

Excerpt No. 2

He cocked an ear for the Ka-Tȇ then, hearing nothing, sprinted into the clearing. A shimmer revealed an electro-cage surrounded the Faria, the force field beamed from a half-buried unit. To his knowledge, the Ka-Tȇ didn’t have the technology to create a containment field—but Quasar did. Pressing his lips together, Guy fired his blaster at a molehill-sized mound. The energy field collapsed with a crackle.

Silvery, luminous skin had dulled to gray. Gaping wounds had bled into the dirt, darkening the soil around the Faria. There was no telling how much blood she’d lost. He cursed himself for not bringing an emergency medi-kit. Pressing his fingers to her throat, he sought a pulse. Too faint, but there.

He tucked his blaster into the holster so he could ease an arm under her shoulders. She moaned in pain.

“I know, sweetheart. I’m going to get you out of here,” he murmured. He hoped he wasn’t too late. When he started to lift her, her eyes flew open. She cried out and jerked, her good wing spasming. “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he murmured. “My name is Guy. I’m here to help. What’s your name, sweetheart?”

The fear in her eyes muted. “So-Solia,” she answered. Silvery tears welled. “R-Rachel never gave up hope we’d be rescued until the end. B-but then she did…”

“There’s someone else here?” Had the computer missed one? Unusual, but possible, considering the density of the vegetation. He’d take Solia to the ship and then come back for the other survivor.

She shook her head. “No, they’re all dead. The Ka-Tȇ killed them, except for Rachel. She took her own life.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, recognizing her need to process the horrors she’d witnessed. “I wish we had time to talk, but we don’t. I’m going to carry you so we can move fast and get out of here. Okay?”

She nodded.

As he moved to scoop her up, the hair on his nape prickled. He whipped around. A Ka-Tȇ sprang at him out of nowhere like it had been catapulted.

Excerpt No. 3
Something kept poking her. Solia rose to consciousness but buried her face in her wing and squeezed her eyelids even tighter. She didn’t want to see what existed in the light. Monsters were real, and they didn’t just creep in the night. Don’t look. Stay here. Here, wherever that was, with her eyes closed, was warm, pain-free, safe.

Safe from what? What was she forgetting?

Pat. Pat. Something pawed at her feathers. Then a rumble. Pat. Pat. Poke. Something sharp, like a claw scraped across her face.




Cage. Death. Her lids sprang open. Two green Ka-Tȇ eyes stared into hers. The creature yawned, revealing a mouthful of small, sharp teeth, and then struck out with its paw.

Solia shrieked. The creature somersaulted and disappeared. Dragging her broken, torn wing, Solia stumbled for the door and plowed into a massive chest.

“What’s happened? What’s wrong?” A man gripped her shoulders. Though he barricaded the way, his presence exuded safety, calmed her panic. More memories flashed. Racing through the jungle. This man carrying her to a pod. Bodies hitting the window, scratching, clawing, trying to crack it open. The man—Guy— had rescued her from Katnia. The floor hummed beneath her feet. She was on a ship now.

But one of the creatures—“K-K-Ka-Tȇ. Here.”

“What? Where?” Disbelief knit his brows.

Solia gulped air and pointed. “Under the berth. It’s little, but I woke up, and it was on me, scratching my face. It had green eyes. Claws.” She patted her cheeks. There didn’t seem to be any injury.

“Mittzi.” Guy shook his head. He got down on all fours to peer under the bunk.

“Be careful.”

He reached under the berth and pulled out a ball of gray fur with white feet. Maybe Ka-Tȇ were born furry but lost their hair as they matured? The creature spoke, emitting an odd little meow noise. Neither language training nor the implant provided a translation. It clung to Guy, showing no sign of savagery, but maybe viciousness developed with time, too.

“It’s not a Ka-Tȇ, it’s a kitten, a baby cat,” Guy said, his tone gentle. “Don’t you have felines on Faria?”

About the Cara Bristol
USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes steamy science fiction romance with an emphasis on the characters and their romance, with a little humor, heat, and danger added for fun. She is the author of three science fiction romance series: sexy cyborg Cy-Ops Scifi Romance series, the dark erotic Breeder series, and the new humorous Alien Mate series. She likes to say that she writes science fiction for readers who don’t like sci-fi. Cara lives in Missouri with her alpha hero, her husband, and Hannah, her cat, aka her writing supervisor.




#8SundayWeWriWa 09/10/17

Back for the WeWriWa weekend fun. Check out the blog for a whole batch of snippets from some excellent authors!


The Wildblood Series

Twenty years after civilization stopped, a tiny refuge, a place called The Vista, may be one of the last vestiges of humanity. Isolated, guarded, and hiding a dark secret, the people have survived World War Last, and they are content with that. Their children, however, are not. The search for others will send them out into a land they know nothing about, where the line between enemy and ally is blurred.

From Bloodlines. This is Shan & Hunter, as their lives are tumbling into chaos. It’s been a long day.

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“Come live with me.”


“I don’t know, does it matter?” he asked. “Let’s run away, and have our own lives.”

She was quiet for a long time, finishing her drink. Hunter reached past her and turned on the water briefly to reheat their bath.

“So,” he said finally, “That means no.”

“It means, maybe. You know better than most, I come with attachments. Two of them.”

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A release date for Bloodlines is imminent. Yes, I’ve said that before. Promos for the series.


The Vista: Book 1 of The Wildblood
What would you do, to protect your home?

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Renegades: Book 2 of The Wildblood
Uncontrollable. Unpredictable. Dangerous. The Wildblood.
Now, Team Three know what they are.

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Before Team Three, there was The Blackout.
Backlash, prequel to The Wildblood.

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Bloodlines: Book 3 of The Wildblood will be available this autumn. Catch up on the series now.
Learning the truth about the Altered, and the legacy of The Vista, is the first priority of Team Three. It may earn them exile from their home. They know this. Failure is not an option.

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Slammed by Liza O’Connor

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The change from car windows that crank down to windows that you operate by pushing a tiny lever was long in coming for me. My first three cars had cranks.

And to this day, I still struggle to find the right tiny lever. I’m constantly pulling the lever for the back window when I’m trying to open the front window. I also tend to open the passenger window when trying to open the driver’s.

The reason is because I prefer to keep my eyes on the road, not searching for the proper switch. Thus, it appears, I just grab the first switch I find.

Davy is also having problems, but he has a better excuse. He just received his new truck and it’s top of the line with lots of bells and whistles. His prior truck was an ancient piece of junk that he and his dad kept going long past it’s normal death date. The piece of junk had a window crank. Easy to find and no question to which window it belongs to.

Unfortunately, he can’t find the window crank for his fancy truck, which is not good, because the policeman outside the window looks ready to shoot him.


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Davy’s Saga, Book 1

Contemporary Suspense
Country Western/ Bull Riding


Davy Hill goes from obscurity to fame by riding the rankest bull alive. Coming from a life of poverty, the young cowboy expects his life to change for the better now that he’s a successful professional bull-rider. Yet, with every occurrence of good luck comes an equal dose of bad. He suffers a potentially career-ending injury, a string of betrayals, and much worse. Despite all the brutal slams he takes, he keeps getting up, because he’s a bull-rider and they never give up.


A policeman reached forward and opened the door and a second later, strong arms yanked Davy from the truck and slammed him against its side.

As they roughly searched his body, Davy tried to explain. “Look, I wasn’t trying to be difficult. I just don’t know where my window handle is yet. I just got this truck a few hours ago.”

“Where’d you steal it from?” the officer holding him asked.

“It’s not stolen. My sponsor gave it to me.”

The officer laughed. “Ain’t heard that slang before. What’s a sponsor?”

“A company that pays me for wearing their name on my vest. I’m a bull rider and Dream Cars just became my sponsor.”

“Mind if we look in your truck?” another cop asked.

“No, go ahead. It’s really nice. I’ve never had anything half so fancy…which is why I didn’t know how to roll down the window. My old truck had a crank, but if this one has one, they’ve got it well hidden.”

The officer jumped out of his truck a few minutes later. “It’s clean—I mean spotless. This truck new, boy?”

Davy wondered why they kept asking him the same things over and over. “Yes, sir. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. I just got it a few hours ago.”

“Where’d you take it from?”

Davy sighed. Lord help him! Why wouldn’t they believe anything he said? “I didn’t take it. Look, there’s a business card in the glove box with my registration and stuff. The man on the card is the one who gave me the truck. He’ll tell you I didn’t steal it.”

“So why’d he give it to you?”

Davy explained again about the sponsorship.

The second officer called over a third. “Kid says he’s a bull rider. You ever heard of a Davy Hill?”

The new cop leaned in and peered at Davy being smashed against the truck on the other side. Then he smiled. Davy hoped that was good news.

“Let him go, Joe, before you hurt his riding arm. This is the rookie who came from nowhere and is kicking everyone’s butt. He’s ridden Son of Sam, Hammer Head and Red Eyed Devil. You can call and check, but I’d sure give him a truck if I were running Dream Cars.”

Davy’s Saga, Book 1


Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.



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A Day Off

So rather than go to work, or write, or listen to the wind (springtime in the desert), I’m going off on a day trip with the S.O. We’re headed for White Sands, and will have a tour of the Trinity Site. Seeing a bit of history. And I’ll see you next weekend.


A mysterious wormhole left Dr. Rand Hazen wandering the far future in the last days of humanity, looking for HER.



AR DeClerck. Wife. Mother. Writer. Food assassin. Reading ninja. Music lover. All-around goofball. Self-proclaimed nerd.

AR grew up in the mountains of Western NC, and currently lives along the Mighty Mississippi in Illinois with her husband, 2 daughters, 2 dogs and a wily cat. She spends her days working with people with kidney failure, and her nights creating worlds of romance and adventure.





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Notes on Book 3

So I’m finally underway on this one. It took some time because I’ve been trying to sugarcoat my characters. The simple fact is, they’re going to do things that are questionable. Even the protagonists. With that in mind, I’m getting some words down. I’m also making a lot of notes for myself that I’ll need later. I thought I’d share.

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“Don’t trust that the things you see or hear are the absolute truth, not now, not until all three of us are in The Vista together, telling you.”

(Wade, to Taylor 1, opening of Renegades) This did NOT happen at the end of the book.

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Renegades: Book 2 of The Wildblood

Uncontrollable. Unpredictable. Dangerous. The Wildblood.
Now, Team Three know what they are.


Renegades: Book 2 of The Wildblood takes up with Team Three out among clans of the Altered, and cities where civilization has held ground. Their efforts to establish The Vista’s domain create unique conflicts and forge unexpected allies. One of the most pressing obstacle turns out to be their own governing council, a threat as real and dangerous as the nomads of the outlands.


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The Wildblood Series

No one remembers what started the war, the big one. It happened too fast, and there were too many lies, for the truth to be known. Civilization stopped, and what came next was fueled by rage and fear.
Twenty years on, a tiny refuge, a place called The Vista, may be one of the last vestiges of humanity. Isolated, guarded, and hiding a dark secret, the people have survived World War Last, and they are content with that. Their children, however, are not. The search for others will send them out into a world they know nothing about, where the line between enemy and ally is blurred


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A brilliant scientist, Dr. Gallagher invents and utilizes technologically advanced gadgets and weapons to fight against national security threats like a modern day superhero.

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Claimed by The Cyborg

Claimed by the Cyborg: a little problem with an arranged marriage…

By Cara Bristol

Arranged marriages are popular in historical fiction, especially in Regency romance, but it makes for an interesting trope in science fiction romance as well.

An arranged marriage is one in which a third party, often the parents or grandparents, match the bride and groom. The couple may or may not have veto rights. A marriage in which they have no say is called a forced marriage. In some cultures, the bride and groom didn’t even meet until their wedding day. Arranged marriages were common around the world until the middle of the 18th century, and among some countries/cultures they continued to the middle of the 20th century.

Marriages are arranged for a variety of reasons: out of religious conviction, to merge family empires/businesses, as a result of limited availability of partners, to ensure homogamy (marriage between individuals who are socially, ethnically or culturally similar), to provide financial security for the bride, to provide financial income for the family (“bride price”).

The Xenians in Claimed by the Cyborg practice arranged marriage because they believe it ensures a compatible and harmonious union, which fosters social stability for their planet. Couples are matched not by relatives, but by a seer, who gets a vision of who should be mated. They don’t find out who they are supposed to be bonded with until the actual ceremony. Love does not factor into their unions.

In this scene, cyborg March speaks with two twin brothers, who have been practicing for an exhibition of sorts (no spoilers!) to be staged for Princess Julietta, the emperor’s daughter. Naimo is betrothed to Julietta. March has been searching for “Jules,” a woman from his past. He doesn’t know that Jules and Julietta are the same. In this excerpt, March is the POV character, and the first line of dialogue is his.

“I think the princess will be impressed.”

“That is my purpose—to please her and prove I am worthy to be her consort,” Naimo said.

“You’ve never met her, though.”

“I’ll see her officially for the first time at the pre-bonding ceremony dinner. We still won’t be allowed to speak to one another. I was informed of my mate’s identity so I could prepare for the duties required of me. Other than Emperor Dusan himself, she’s the most well-known person on our planet. Next year, she shall rule, and I shall assist. It is a big responsibility.”

“And a seer matched you?” March asked.

Naimo nodded. “We were paired soon after birth—before our first year.”
Right after birth? Did that mean Jules had had a mate waiting for her when she’d been on Terra? He’d known bondings were arranged, but he’d assumed that occurred when the individuals were ready to make the commitment. “Does everyone get matched when they’re infants?”

“Usually, but not always. Kur, for instance, still waits to hear.”

“One cannot question or rush the wisdom of the seer,” Kur said. “I am sure my future mate will be very special.”

Naimo shoved his brother. “I think you are so ugly the seer cannot find a mate who would accept you.”

“Who are you calling ugly? Have you ever checked in a mirror?” Kur pushed back.

March laughed. They were identical. “Neither of you has concerns about bonding with a stranger?”

“Why would we?” Kur shrugged. “The seer would not choose someone with whom we would not be compatible. Everyone has one true mate. What is the probability we would find her among all the people of our planet? Perhaps our mate lives on the night side of the great mountain. How would we find her?”

“How does the seer?”

“She is a seer.”


Claimed by the Cyborg Description

March Fellows assumed he had all the time in the galaxy to pursue a relationship with Jules, an alien exchange student from Xenia, until she vanished without a trace. After years of searching, he finds his lost love on the eve of her arranged marriage.

The daughter of the Xenian emperor, Julietta never meant to fall in love with a Terran man while visiting Earth. Leaving to fulfill her responsibilities on her home planet opened up a hole in her heart that could never be filled. When March, now a cyborg, unexpectedly shows up just before she is to be bonded, she struggles to find the courage to turn him away a second time and follow through with her duty. Before she can act, the lovers are thrust into a political conspiracy that threatens the Xenian empire and their lives.

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USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol has been the no. 1 best seller in science fiction romance, bdsm erotica, and holiday fiction on Amazon. She’s the author of two science fiction romance series featuring tough alpha heroes: the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance cyborg series and the Breeder science fiction romance series, which emphasize character-driven stories written with a touch of humor and sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara lives in Missouri with her own alpha hero, her husband.

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