Catalyst

By Viola Grace

Maeryn Lassiter is an Agent of the Enforcers. She has a special skill set that allows her to change her future, and if she is involved with others she can take them along for the ride as well.

She meets Nothven Harring on an assignment, but he isn’t the man for her, not yet. She has seen him in detail in her dreams, but not as the man fighting to help free her. She needs him slightly older and battle scarred before she wraps her legs around him.

Going their separate ways hurts them both, but nothing in

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Jan 13, 2013
• ISBN: 9781771113861

Viola Grace

Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.

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Mae can shape her own future, but will she have the patience to wait for the shapeshifting lover of her dreams?

Maeryn Lassiter is an Agent of the Enforcers. She has a special skill set that allows her to change her future, and if she is involved with others she can take them along for the ride as well.

She meets Nothven Harring on an assignment, but he isn’t the man for her, not yet. She has seen him in detail in her dreams, but not as the man fighting to help free her. She needs him slightly older and battle scarred before she wraps her legs around him.

Going their separate ways hurts them both, but nothing in her life is ever out of reach for the catalyst.

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Catalyst

Copyright © 2012 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-77111-386-1

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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Catalyst

A Terran Times Tale

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

Maeryn Lassiter stared at the stone wall across from her as she sat up on the cold, damp floor. Damn it. I hate this part.

What the hell is your skill, Agent Lassiter? It certainly isn’t avoiding this kind of situation. The deep growl from behind her was distinct.

She rolled up and knelt while staring at her superior officer. No, sir. I know how to get us out of this situation if that is any consolation.

Mae watched Nothven Harring of Creyar sit up and rub his head. They made up two out of the three beings in the pit. Ambassador Obnalik was the third kidnap victim, and he was still lying under the influence of the sedating bomb that had gone off in their faces.

Nothven winced and straightened against the wall of the pit.

Mae quickly distracted herself by looking up at the forty feet of slick stone above them and the laser web halfway up. Light was visible at the top, so day had arrived while they were out.

She quickly looked back at Nothven, but the black leather wasn’t any less attractive as it pulled over his thighs, abs and crotch. She winced and looked away again. We will be here for a few more hours.

How can you know that? He groaned again.

She blinked as he got to his feet and stretched. Suddenly, kneeling wasn’t the best idea for her peace of mind. She scrambled upright and leaned back against the wall, trying to be casual in her own black leathers.

That is my talent. I can’t see the whole future, just flickers of it and my place in it. On Earth, we call it déjà vu, the feeling of being somewhere before or seeing something before it happens and recognizing it when it does. As the event comes closer, I see more and more of it and what I need to make sure that it happens.

Nothven blinked, You are serious.

Mae shrugged. I am. I even know how we are going to get out of here, and I was working on our escape plan all night.

You knew we would be captured and you didn’t say anything? His outrage was palpable.

This was the hard part. I can see cause and effect of any of my actions. It flickers through my thoughts, and I know what happens next until my actions run their course, but only in the course of the events I am…oh never mind.

She sighed and turned her head skyward, two more hours at least.

Mae held her hand over her face as Obnalik pissed high against the north wall in the red light of the fading sunset. The acid in his urine burned through the soft rock with ease.

Nothven was looking at her with astonishment in his gaze, but his hand over his mouth masked her triumph.

Obnalik had been at it for five minutes, and he showed no signs of stopping.

It was the most disgusting escape she had ever engaged in, but the moment that light showed through the wall in the ambassador’s path a grudging respect