Molten

By Viola Grace

A talent for heat sends Nanette to the Volunteers, and the power of her fire assigns her to a Guardian Base. Assigned to repair the damage left behind after the Guardians did their work, Nanette dives into her new position with enthusiasm until her new work puts her in the path of one of those heroes.

Rand is stunned when he meets the new Terran. She is nothing like the women of her species that he has met before. Her scent is neutral, but her expression tells him that he is not the only one with an interest in interspecies relations. He just has to find an excuse to see her again. Perhaps he should break something?

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Nov 28, 2014
• ISBN: 9781487400903

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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Melting metal is far easier than dealing with a man who sends electricity through her body with the slightest touch.

A talent for heat sends Nanette to the Volunteers, and the power of her fire assigns her to a Guardian Base. Assigned to repair the damage left behind after the Guardians did their work, Nanette dives into her new position with enthusiasm until her new work puts her in the path of one of those heroes.

Rand is stunned when he meets the new Terran. She is nothing like the women of her species that he has met before. Her scent is neutral, but her expression tells him that he is not the only one with an interest in interspecies relations. He just has to find an excuse to see her again. Perhaps he should break something?

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Molten

Copyright © 2014 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-4874-0090-3

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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Molten

Terran Times Second Wave

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

Nanette worked on the gate she was welding and put the finishing touches on the last joint. She removed her mask and turned off the torch.

Are you done yet? Toby Grandix called out.

Just finishing up. She made a show of filing some of the joints, but they didn’t need it. The molten metal was her element. Control of it was never an issue.

She wiped her forehead with the back of her arm. She couldn’t tell anyone about her affinity for heat and metal and so mimicking being sweaty was important.

You know, you took too much time on that side of the gate. Toby crept up next to her and scowled at her work.

Nanette pointed at the wall. I did both sides. It is finished. You can have it powder coated tomorrow.

What about the Walker repair?

The leaves are back in place, and I have reinforced them for the next time their teen climbs over at two in the morning. Nanette looked at her workstation. I guess I am done.

Toby twisted his lips. What about the Palmer job?

Not mine to work on. That was Andrew’s screw up on the original work. He has to fix it as per the contract. You know that.

She didn’t tell him that she had already reinforced and repaired the damage to the fire screen. He was stalling.

Nanette headed for the sink and scrubbed her hands before grabbing a clean shop towel and scrubbing her face and neck. I am leaving, Toby. You had a chance and you blew it. At least have the guts to accept it.

He ran his hand through his hair. You are seriously leaving this world because I refused to make you an equal partner?

No, I am leaving because you offered the partnership to Andrew his first week here, and I have been here for three years.

Toby blustered, But you had no experience with this kind of welding when you arrived.

And yet, I still did better work than Andrew did with his so-called five years of experience. It doesn’t matter. I am going and you are going to have to live with your skewed judgement. She nodded and slipped her bag over her shoulder. She held out her hand. My final paycheque?

He hesitated then he deflated and slunk to his desk. He signed off on her pay and handed her the cheque with a grimace. Thanks for working the full two weeks. It helped.

She took the slip of paper and checked the dates and signature. Thanks for the job. It helped me work some things out.

Toby nodded. When do you leave?

Monday. Just enough time to cash this, send my furniture to a charity and forward the money there as well.

He blinked. What?

Where I am going, I don’t need money. It will be donated to a natural-disaster fund and do some good for folk displaced by volcanic activity.

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