Angela Knight – November 2024

November 2024

My new book is out on pre-order today! It’s the first in a new series, and I’m both excited and a little nervous. Though it’s set in the present day, it deals with aliens, godlike artificial intelligence, genetically engineered warriors, and lots of sexy fun.

Here’s a taste:

Though she lives in a world of Beyonce and iPhones, Indra Fox thinks she may be an alien. She’s too strong, too fast, and heals too quickly to be merely human. But she doesn’t know for sure, because her parents refused to tell her. Nor would they explain why she — and her equally superhuman best friend, Diana Newman — were raised to be warriors.

When their families are murdered, Indra and Diana seek revenge on their killers, Satan’s Horsemen. Then Diana is kidnapped, and Indra goes undercover at a strip club the gang owns to discover where her friend has been taken.

But when Rowan Kerr walks into the club, Indra realizes he’s even more powerful than she is. Rowan says he knows who she really is and what she was created to do, but she must go with him to learn the truth.

Indra will do anything to save Diana. Including embracing her destiny as something more than human.

Rowan thinks Indra could be the teammate — and lover — he dreams of. But she’s mad as hell about being kept in ignorance, and she’s convinced that she’s been betrayed by the woman he works for. What’s worse, she’s not wrong. Can he convince her to take a chance on him? And can Indra and Rowan defeat the very real aliens who are behind Diana’s abduction?

They’d better, or humanity will pay the price for their failure.

Preorder here: Changeling Press | Amazon | Barnes & Noble

Here is an Excerpt

Every blood vessel in my body seemed to pulse and tingle in waves in time to my heartbeat. I started to wish for a distraction.

As if sensing my mood, Rowan gave me one. Lacing his fingers together behind his head, he leaned back in his chair and stretched his long legs out in front of him. The pose accented the thick bulge of his biceps and the contrast between the width of his shoulders and his narrow waist. Muscle flexed under the soft fabric.

I shifted, uncomfortable, need surging in my blood.

He said absolutely nothing. Just sat there, radiating sex.

The minutes oozed by. I started to feel naked, fully dressed or not. More even than I had back at the club dressing room, confronting him in nothing but a pair of pasties and a G-string. Then, I hadn’t known how it would feel to make love to him.

I wanted him. Wanted him as much as I had in the transport when we’d made sizzling love. I’d always felt impatient with male lust, with the need to discourage customers from getting handsy while trying not to hurt them. It was like fending off an amorous egg.

I didn’t have to worry about that with Rowan. Good thing, too, because the last thing I wanted to do was fend him off.

Rowan’s nostrils flared, and I knew he smelled my arousal.

My mouth went dry. I crossed my legs and looked away, unable to hold his gaze any longer. “So… We’re supposed to be partners,” I said.

“Yes,” he said, his voice deep and rough, the faintest trace of a growl underneath it. Or maybe that was a purr.

I licked lips that had gone dry. “I guess we’ll need to train together.” Seemed like my whole life had been spent training — Di and I had started studying hand-to-hand with the Dads when we were three. Becoming a Ranger would probably mean more of the same.

“Yes,” he said. “Once your armor grows in, we can start going at it full force.”