“Captain, we’ve captured an intruder.”

Without looking up from the document before him, Zak waved his hand dismissively toward the solider who had spoken and grumbled, “You know what we do with intruders.”

“Ah…Sire… You’re going to want to see this intruder,” the solider explained as he shifted on his feet.

Lifting his dark brown eyes, Zak looked at the solider. “…Well bring him in,” he snapped impatiently after a few moments.

The solider saluted acutely before turning and exiting the tent.

The quietness of the evening was interrupted by a boisterous squeal. The squeal was followed by a string of curses from a female’s voice littering the air. The soldier’s barked order combined with the raucous sound of a scuffle. Zak raised his eyebrow as the tumultuous commotion advanced toward the tent.  

“Grab her arm!” a voice bellowed a moment before the solider burst through the opening of the tent pulling the arm of a female who had a second solider holding her other arm.

Zak’s eyebrow wrinkled as he viewed the petite female sandwich between two burly men. Her dark hair was unruly about her head. As she pulled against the grip of her captors, the material of her dress yielded to the curves of her body.

Zak stood to his feet after the trio came to a stop. Looking from the female to the soldiers, he belted out. “What is the meaning of this?”

“This is the intruder I was telling you about,” came the response.

Zak stepped forward before coming to a stop in front of the female.

“This girl?” he questioned.

“Yes, Sire. She was found lurking around our camp. And, we found these on her.” The solider lifted his free hand to reveal a spear and two knives.

Zak looked at the items the solider held then he looked back at the girl. Impulsively, he started to reach out and touch her. However, as his eyes locked with hers, the venom in the girl’s black eyes gave him pause…

The above are words that were to make up my third novel. I am thinking the title would be something like Seductive Siren Snatch in the Shifting Sands of the Desert by Sheniqua Waters. Okay. Maybe not. But, the story was to be a story of a Nubian warrior queen (who has sworn off the love of a man in order to rule and fight for her people) and a powerful Egyptian pharaoh. The warrior queen’s mission is to assassinate the Egyptian pharaoh who is leading his people into her land.  But, there are other stories percolating in my mind. I could write a story about a savvy sultan or a suave pirate. On the other hand, I could write a story of a seductive sheik or a shrewd Indian warrior. It’s a dilemma. My next novel has got to be perfect. It has got to be similar to my previous two books Slave Girl and Something to Hide. So, I need your opinion. What should the next romance novel I write be about?

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