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Albert Camus

Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

The danger is real and imminent. - Royal Undercover by Eileen Troemel

Mel Breuer is a supply officer and nothing else. Until a request to report to the security office on Space Station Joplin reveals her real identity. Demands from her large family change her life and drop her in the hands of John Vellum a professional protector. Her other life taught her to trust no one – ever. 

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Published: June 2018 

Mel Breuer is a supply officer and nothing else. Until a request to report to the security office on Space Station Joplin reveals her real identity. Demands from her large family change her life and drop her in the hands of John Vellum a professional protector. Her other life taught her to trust no one – ever. 

Former military, John Vellum is a Protector. He protects the elite. The elite can be difficult but John knows a firm hand will keep his clients safe but Mel is not what he expects. 

The danger to her life is real and imminent. While trying to keep her safe, he learns she is spunky, vulnerable, and sexy. Amidst kidnapping attempts and other threats, John’s desire leads to something deeper if he can only get her to trust him. 

EXCERPT

“Mel Breuer. I got a notice to report to Security Chief Albert Johannson,” she said to the corporal behind the counter of the security offices on Space Station Joplin. 

“One moment,” Corporal Ottmeyer said. He tapped out something on his comp. “You’re to go right back. It’s the second door on the left.” 

“Thank you,” Mel said. She frowned still concerned why security called her out of her work as a supply officer. 

Standing before the door, she knocked and heard a grumbled come in. Taking a deep breath, she stepped through the door. Behind a large desk, Albert Johannson looked at his comp and then at her. “Hi,” she said as he and the other man stood. “Mel Breuer. You called me out of work.” 

She let the door close behind her, felt suddenly trapped. 

Mel looked between the older man and the tall man who also rose from one of the chairs. The two men were polar opposites. Albert Johannson was a bureaucrat, more used to shuffling papers than working on the station. If rumors were to be believed, Johannson used to be a bad ass but he didn’t look it. The other man was all muscle, tense, dark, and mysterious. His purple eyes assessed every detail, tracked all her movements. She recognized his type immediately. He was a protector, a warrior, a man who knew how to fight. 

“Mel Breuer,” Albert said. “Ah. I see. You have permission to work under this name.” 

“It’s my name legally,” Mel said gritting her teeth. 

“You are in fact Princess Margarita Eleanor Leona Zaveri of the Finnian Alliance,” Albert said. 

“I’m not actually,” Mel said. When both men stared at her, she rolled her eyes. “All right, technically I was. However, I renounced my title.” 

“Princess,” Albert said. “We’ve received a request from the Finnian Alliance to provide you with protection.” 

“No, you haven’t,” Mel said. She stepped back towards the door. “There’s no way anyone there is going to order protection for me.” 

“You may have difficult family relations,” Albert said. “But this is a diplomatic request.” 

“Lose it,” Mel said. “I don’t need protection and I don’t want it.” 

“Not going to happen,” Albert said. “I suggest you sit while I explain what will be happening.” 

“No,” Mel said. “Look. Certain members of my family have a ridiculous sense of humor. 

This is their idea of a joke in order to annoy me. There’s no way the queen approved protection for me.” 

“The queen,” Albert looked through the paperwork. “No. It was Consort Robert Breuer.” 

“Dad,” Mel frowned. She pushed back her long strawberry blond hair. “Daddy ordered it?” 

“If your father is Robert Breuer,” Albert said. 

“Can I... Is there somewhere I can make a call in private,” Mel asked worry clouding her gray eyes. 

“We’ll give you the room for five minutes,” Albert said. “I have a number of meetings. We need to get you to a secure location.” 

The protector purple eyes met hers, assessed her. Mel raised her eyebrow, refusing to be intimidated by him. 

“Thank you,” Mel said. As they stepped out of the room, she pulled out her com, frowned. 

She made the connection. 

About the author: 
From poetry to novel, I enjoy telling a good story or expressing a heartfelt emotion. I've been published in Circle Magazine, The American Tarot Association's Quarterly Journal, What's Cooking America, Children, Churches and Daddies, placed second in Words of Women 2010 Writing Contest, 2012 Daily Flash, and The Deadman's Tome. I have a bachelor's degree in business and a second bachelor's degree in English Professional Writing and Book Editing. On the side, I have a small editing business. In addition to my work, I love to read, crochet, crafting, research genealogy, and spend time with family. I have three adult daughters and have been married to my husband for over 30 years. I'm the proud grandma of three fur babies - my daughters' cats. 


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3 comments:

Eileen Troemel said...

Thank you for participating in the tour. I'm excited to hear from readers and answer any questions they may have!

Wendy Jensen said...

The book cover looks very elegant.

Eileen Troemel said...

Thank you! My daughter took the picture. We shopped for pink flashy material and used a tiara she was gifted at a reader event.