Conflict

By Viola Grace

Kaia has lived to fight, to protect those who could not protect themselves. After a disastrous battle that left her nearly dead, she wakes to find herself on Ikanni with dark elves all around. Kaia is given an energy being to boost her acceptance into local society and the elf lord who says they are linked at a basic level will not let her out of his sight.

Thaxis has been dreaming of the woman with chalky skin and blue and green hair. The moment he feels that she is in deadly danger, he risks his life to rescue her from certain destruction. How can a man reap the rewards of rescuing a damsel in distress when she is too wounded to see him?

Self-control is all Thaxis knows, but why is it that it goes out the window when he deals with the moon-bright Terran?

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Feb 13, 2013
• ISBN: 9781771114141

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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Taken from battle and certain death, a woman who craves a fight wakes up trapped on an alien world with dark elves all around.

Kaia has lived to fight, to protect those who could not protect themselves. After a disastrous battle that left her nearly dead, she wakes to find herself on Ikanni with dark elves all around. Kaia is given an energy being to boost her acceptance into local society and the elf lord who says they are linked at a basic level will not let her out of his sight.

Thaxis has been dreaming of the woman with chalky skin and blue and green hair. The moment he feels that she is in deadly danger, he risks his life to rescue her from certain destruction. How can a man reap the rewards of rescuing a damsel in distress when she is too wounded to see him?

Self-control is all Thaxis knows, but why is it that it goes out the window when he deals with the moon-bright Terran?

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Conflict

Copyright © 2013 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-77111-414-1

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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Conflict

A Terran Times Tale

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

Kaia was having the worst day possible, and she really had basis for comparison. Hissing, she limped into the tiny infirmary and stripped to the waist.

Dammit! She looked at the scorch marks and hissed again. The first wave of Raiders was dead, but she was going to have to face the rest of them when the other ships arrived. Four ships were on her scans, and she had managed to keep the first two from taking over the Ikanni orbital station.

She put on a salve before pulling her suit back on. It was the worse for wear, the armoured panels scorched and burned. Her spare suit was on the other side of the tiny station and with the hole the Raider ship created there was no way she could get to it until the repair bots finished sealing it.

Kaia bit her lip as she settled her damaged survival suit against her skin. She hobbled to the data station and checked for the latest stream from the listening post. It was up, so she used the station to boost the signal and sent it on to the relays.

It might be the last signal that she could enhance, but she was going to do what she was able to do on the Ikanni orbital station.

She checked the view screen and sighed at the twelve hours she had until four Raider ships came and shot her tiny station to hell. It was time to return to her tank. She might even get some healing in before the second proximity alarm went off.

* * * *

Bael Thaxis Norwen sat up with his hand pressed to his chest. He could feel the burn on his skin as if it had not been just a dream.

His hair tumbled around him, and he flicked it restlessly out of his way. He got to his feet and paced, staring up at the sky through the window of his home. The woman he had been seeing in his dreams was not real, could not be real. No Terran on record had hair that colour, nor did they have eyes without colour at all.

Thaxis cursed the lack of sleep that he had been undergoing for the last four weeks. It seemed that the moment Bael Lerock’s woman settled in, his dreams had caught fire. At first, it was simple images--the inside of an unmarked cylinder--but then it changed to the bright mind of a woman from Earth. It was not every night, but when he was in her mind, he invariably woke with a pounding headache and a throbbing erection. He wasn’t sure which disturbed him more.

He glared up at the stars and focussed on the brightest spot in the night sky. If she was truly up there, he wanted to know, and if she was in trouble…

He groaned and rubbed the back of his neck before he headed for a shower. He was meeting with Bael Lerock in the morning, and since he couldn’t sleep, he had better get an early start to the day.

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