It's not easy being a low ranked officer on a space ship with an all-female crew. Halo Ray has it tough keeping the spirited young women under her command in line while trying not to come to the attention of her superiors for her own illicit antics. Setting a good example isn't exactly Halo's strong suit, and though she makes sure her subordinates are somewhat well behaved, she herself is getting more and more out of control by the day. With no respect for protocol, orders, or even clearly marked instructions, it seems as though nothing and no-one can stop her. That is, until she comes up against Sarge, a heavenly butch with a firm hand capable of a gentle touch. Unlike other superior officers who pawn her off on one another in an endless round, Sarge brings Halo to world-shattering, knee-trembling, that's-going-to-leave-a-mark justice again and again. Temporarily subdued to the useful and the good, Halo tries to settle down. But the secret she's been carrying since she came aboard has a disruptive power which threatens to tear her relationship apart and destroy any chance at redemption she might have. If she's going to make it, Halo needs to learn to trust again before her self-destructive tear ends up hurting not just her, but those who depend on her for their survival. STARSTRIKE is an erotic, kinky, lesbian, sci-fi adventure. Be advised that you should probably be interested in all of those themes to enjoy this book. Or maybe just any two of the four if you're particularly open minded or super chill. If you have a significant personal aversion to any one of the aforementioned themes, we at Sappho's Brats recommend abstaining from this purchase. Maybe get a bran muffin instead. Mmm. Wholesome.