Doorway to the Stars, tour guide, Freya Kirkland is a veteran of the last great war that was waged across Earth and its many planets that it has colonized. The new government has been in power for ten years now, and Freya is still struggling to come to terms with the strange new world Earth has become. Thrust back into an archaic age where slavery and other barbaric practices are now in use, she must fight just to get through another day.

Rumors of Outlanders that have infiltrated the star traveling system starts to run rampant throughout Earth's many media outlets. Knowing that she must continue her job as a tour guide, she knowingly places herself in danger just so she can continue to earn her much needed paycheck. Her world is turned upside down when she meets Gaian Warrior, Aries D'Halen. Will their love be able to mend a broken world, and lead her people and his people into a bright future for all?

REVIEW

Doorway to the Stars was an enjoyable read with a fascinating setting that I want to visit again. I loved learning about the Gaian world, culture, and their idiosyncrasies. The romance between Aries and Freya was a pleasure to watch unfold. Freya might not be able to resist the bond between them, but she had no qualms in expressing her desire to protect the people of Earth. I enjoyed this universe that Ms Mathews has created, and would be very pleased if she were to return there again - I would follow.

Reviewed by: Kathy Andrico
KathysReviewCorner.com

EXCERPT

"In2556, humans from Earth on a military transport ship were blown off course en route to another planet. From this mere accident, they discovered what they deemed at the time as Galaxy's Delight. They became infatuated with the natives of the planet, and the native females entranced many of the males. At that time, Earth was unaware that the natives of Willowbane let off a sexual pheromone that was deeply enticing to human males and females. I trust that each of you were properly inoculated?" She looked behind her expecting to see her group of travelers. When she didn't, she instantly became suspicious.

"Oh, Damn. She watched as Gold moved greedily toward one native that was tending a flower cart nearby. He had a lascivious gleam in his eyes. She looked up at the native girl, who had a very knowing look on her face. The girl knew what she was doing ... and she was delighting in it.

"Stop it!" She directed her order at the Native, knowing that the language translator she wore would translate her English words into the woman's language.

Taking her eyes off of Gold, she looked around for his wife and her companion. The two of them were walking in different directions toward native males.

"Just what I need, an off world sexual discovery." She reached for her communication device that would open a channel back to Morris. Morris had stayed true to his word by keeping the doorway open.

"Morris?"

"Yes, Miss Freya?"

"I have a situation on my hands."

"Hijackers?" He sounded panicky.

"No... I wish. At least I'd know how to deal with them."

"Would you?" She ignored the deep voice behind her, intent on her conversation with Morris.

"Would you like me to send you some help? Mr. Callahan was afraid that Master Gold wouldn't have himself inoculated. He says that Master Gold doesn't believe in filling his body with toxins."

"An inoculation isn't poison."

"Tell that to Master Gold. I'm sorry that you had to find out the hard way. Are they participating in any sexual activity yet?"

"That depends on what you consider sexual activity. Right now, Master Gold has his hand around a native's breast, and he's whipping out Mr. Dick to say hello. His wife is getting quite horny with the man she's chosen, and the companion ... oh, yeah, she's getting some action. I just hope they won't mind remembering what they're doing right now, when they come out of their drugged state."

"Oh, I shouldn't worry about it, they look as if they're having one hell of a bloody good time."

Her heart stalled. That voice again. "Miss Freya, do you have a friend there with you? As far as I know, no other tour guides in the network are there today... they're all on other worlds."

She swallowed. The man speaking behind her had a faint accent, which even the translator couldn't mask. It was a cross between a Scottish accent and an Irish accent.
Sighing, she ignored the man. He was probably just someone that took great enjoyment out of teasing the hell out of humans. Most of the humans that weren't from Earth resented her kind, since they had conquered other planets in such an unrelenting way.
When Earth had become over populated, they had been forced to find other planets for their bulging population.

"Miss Freya?" She wrenched herself out of her reverie and shook the cobwebs that were growing inside of her head out. She was experiencing the headiest sensations. She felt as if she were floating. Desire started to burn inside of her. Her thoughts strayed back to her fiance, who had been dead for ten years. She could really jump for joy right now if he was around. She felt so ... well, to put it bluntly she was aroused.

"Morris, I know I'm up to date on my inoculations, but please, confirm what I know for me."

"You inoculations were updated two months ago, Miss Freya. Don't you remember Dr.
Addison coming to the building?"

"Yes, I do, I'm sorry for sounding so befuddled, Morris. I really think she could get together an extraction team ... even though my shots are up to date, I'm feeling quite...."

"In the mood for some loving? Maybe you have the sickness."

"I can't have that, unless...."

Her thoughts reverted back to the man at behind her. "Morris, hurry up with that team!" Resting her hand on her pistol, she said a silent prayer and slowly turned.

"Well, it took you long enough, Terran. I thought you'd never turn around and lock those lovely green-gold eyes on me."

"Green eyes and red hair," Her voice dropped to a mere whisper. She was transfixed. The sensations inside of her were growing increasingly stronger. She could barely keep herself from launching her body at the gorgeous man in front of her. He had to be about six foot seven inches tall, and his long black hair and twinkling lavender colored eyes made her weak in the knees.

"Oh, aye, you have the sickness, pretty bad, I'd wager." The chuckle he let loose made her knees turn to jelly.

"No." She tried to look for something to lean on but only found air. Chuckling, he caressed her with his eyes. "You shall make a good breeder."

"Breeder?" She recoiled at the vulgar term. She had her hand on her pistol so why couldn't she just take it out of its holster and fire it at him? She hated the man, and yet, that negative passion seemed poised to turn into a burning inferno of sexual passion.
Passion she wouldn't be able to deny or control.