Jailed

By Viola Grace

Kori has spent six months in Janial prison for breaking etiquette and stepping in a puddle. It was complicated.

When she is released from the prison, she has to find a job and her friend from inside offers her as much time as she likes on a world where heat and minimal clothing are the standard.

Kori gives in to the new culture and finds herself in the position of being seduced in the name of hospitality.

The small woman with the blue hair and ability to wrap his sister around her little finger intrigues Norod. When he touches her skin, he is enthralled and wants to explore more, and there is one way to give him the opportunity. He will insist on his duties as host. Giving pleasure is his duty and his only window into her bed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Feb 25, 2014
• ISBN: 9781771117791

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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Kori makes a friend in prison who introduces her to a world where sensation rules and pleasure is the first rule of hospitality.

Kori has spent six months in Janial prison for breaking etiquette and stepping in a puddle. It was complicated.

When she is released from the prison, she has to find a job and her friend from inside offers her as much time as she likes on a world where heat and minimal clothing are the standard.

Kori gives in to the new culture and finds herself in the position of being seduced in the name of hospitality.

The small woman with the blue hair and ability to wrap his sister around her little finger intrigues Norod. When he touches her skin, he is enthralled and wants to explore more, and there is one way to give him the opportunity. He will insist on his duties as host. Giving pleasure is his duty and his only window into her bed.

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Jailed

Copyright © 2014 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-77111-779-1

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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Jailed

A Terran Times Tale

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

Kori rose with the brightening of the lights and stood on the side of her bunk as it whisked into the wall. She used her lav, brushed her teeth and stood near the door of her cell.

The cell door slid aside and let her out with the rest of the female minimum-security prisoners, as if there was such a thing on Janial station, an entire space station designed to hold prisoners until their trials, including persons and species that had additional abilities.

As Kori walked with the rest of the herd, she wondered when she would get her elusive court date for her trespassing charge. Who knew that every body of water on Shiloss was sacred? Certainly not her.

Young Nikada came up next to her and elbowed her in greeting. Morning, Kori.

Morning, Nikada. How many days now?

I get out of here in two days. How many for you?

Kori gestured to the wall where their exit dates were posted. No Date Set was next to the name Korianne Genner of Terra.

Ouch. That has to hurt.

It does, but I should have known that walking through a puddle on Shiloss would have gotten me into trouble.

When I get out, I promise to have my brother look into it for you. He has some pull in these matters.

Nikada smiled brightly with complete confidence. It was endearing to see her bright fangs flashing with her smile.

Nikada was a Wyencar. Her skin was more like the hide of a large cat than skin. The bracelets she wore kept her from shifting shape in the prison, but she was too affable to pick a fight anyway.

Her case was also a matter of etiquette. Wyencar had rather loose dress codes, and Nikada had walked through her hotel on Vemix without clothing on. On Vemix, knees were the most lewd portions of anatomy, and they had to be covered at all times.

Nikada faced a fine. Kori faced death if the Shiloss wanted to go that way.

Kori pushed that thought away and quickly got her meal, sitting with Nikada and enjoying the fleeting protection that the young woman gave her. In the three months before Nikada arrived, Kori had been sent to medical twelve times for lack of nutrition. Her meals had been stolen from her by more aggressive inmates. Of course, her chronic weakness had caused a medical sweep, and the culprits had been moved to medium security. Taking more than your fair share was not recommended when your bed took your medical stats while you slept.

They finished their meal and were going to the common yard when Kori heard her name. Korianne Genner of Terra, please report to the chute.

Kori froze. Was that what I thought it was?

She looked over at the nearest posting board, and next to her name the word, Now was emblazoned.

Nikada grinned. Go on. You might get out of here after all.

Kori quickly hugged her friend and said, Keep those claws in, Nikada.

"Keep your spirits