Command

By Viola Grace

Lillibeth enjoyed being Base Command of a listening post on Ikanni, the home of a branch of dark elves of Admar. When the death of the local politician sends the inhabitants of the base fleeing to the stars, Lilli is left to make sure that they all manage to leave intact before the locals arrive. Locked in her quarters, she tries to remain calm, but the strangers infesting the base are getting closer with every moment.

Moving his people to the newly abandoned Alliance base was a serious matter. Orriko felt the obligation of stepping into his father’s shoes but his predecessor’s fondness for the base was still a mystery. When he finds that one member of staff is still on the base he decides to seek her out and meeting the human woman is more of a shock to his system than he could have anticipated.

Dark elves, disembodied advanced species and one befuddled human woman take a world by storm.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Jan 26, 2013
• ISBN: 9781771114073

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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Lilli never dreamed that base life on a strange world would involve dark elves and ancient races who both wanted to get inside her.

Lillibeth enjoyed being Base Command of a listening post on Ikanni, the home of a branch of dark elves of Admar. When the death of the local politician sends the inhabitants of the base fleeing to the stars, Lilli is left to make sure that they all manage to leave intact before the locals arrive. Locked in her quarters, she tries to remain calm, but the strangers infesting the base are getting closer with every moment.

Moving his people to the newly abandoned Alliance base was a serious matter. Orriko felt the obligation of stepping into his father’s shoes but his predecessor’s fondness for the base was still a mystery. When he finds that one member of staff is still on the base he decides to seek her out and meeting the human woman is more of a shock to his system than he could have anticipated.

Dark elves, disembodied advanced species and one befuddled human woman take a world by storm.

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Command

Copyright © 2012 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-77111-407-3

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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Command

A Terran Times Tale

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

Lillibeth looked out over the landscape of Ikanni. Her sketch was coming along well, capturing the rise and fall of the foothills.

A chirp in her com unit got her attention. Command. What can I do for you?

We are bringing Bael Lerock into our medical bay. Can you clear the tarmac and alert the team?

Lillibeth sat up. Her mind worked, sending alarms and activating machines around the base. Bael Lerock? Of course. Tarmac is cleared and medical is standing by.

Multitasking was her skill, and a few small implants let her run Observation Base Ikanni. Her call sign was Command and that is what she did. Even the captain and commander had to submit to her demands when it came to running the base.

She flipped her sketchbook shut and got to her feet. She was going to meet that transport.

The medics were waiting on the tarmac when the vehicle landed. The gurney hovered at waist height, and the tall figure was lying still. The medical team sprang into action and surrounded Bael Lerock, escorting him into the building.

Lillibeth looked through every camera on the route and focused on the face of the only local who was happy to have them there.

When his vital signs were stable and the medics had thinned out to a monitoring crew, Lillibeth Hislar slipped into medical and took his hand. Hello, Bael Lerock. You look like hell.

He looked at her through his scarlet eyes, the midnight skin of his face wrinkled with time. It is a pleasure to see you again, Base Command.

You know that isn’t my name.

You address me by my title, and I will address you by yours.

She chuckled, and he squeezed her hand. Fine. Hello, Alvar. You still look like hell.

I am dying, Lillibeth. It happens to everyone. He shifted and the white hair under him tightened. Can you help me here?

Lilli moved and helped him sit, moving his knee-length, snow-white hair and draping it over his chest. She started to smooth the strands. Why do you think you are dying?

I know I am dying. I wish to meet my wife in the beyond and let my son take over our people. The only way I can do that is to let my body go.

You are still young at heart.

He chuckled and his monitors flickered, bringing the medical staff in for a quick check. I am older than you can imagine. My son has waited patiently to take over our people, and now is his time.

What do you mean? How old is he?

Orriko is two hundred and fifty-seven years old. He was born late in my wife’s life.

How old are you, Alvar?

He lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of her knuckles. "I have been responsible for my people for eleven hundred years. I