Collectivum

By Mike Lewis

The Oren were one and their strength was legion. They had it all figured out, in their own parasitical, cold-blooded way. But they'd neglected one she-cat of a girl....

• Language: English
• Publisher: Start Publishing LLC
• Release date: Apr 21, 2016
• ISBN: 9781682991831

Mike Lewis

Mike Lewis founded When to Jump after quitting his job at a pristine investment firm, to pursue his dream of becoming a professional squash player. He has curated a community of like-minded people who have done the same, to share their stories and inspire others to take the jump.

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Collectivum

by Mike Lewis

Start Publishing LLC

Copyright © 2015 by Start Publishing LLC

All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever.

First Start Publishing eBook edition July 2015

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Manufactured in the United States of America

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ISBN 13: 978-1-68299-183-1

The Oren were one and their strength was legion. They had it all figured out, in their own parasitical, cold-blooded way. But they’d neglected one she-cat of a girl....

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He crossed the rickety bridge at sundown and saw the squat, fat fellow whipping the girl with a board. His mind leaped to a conclusion: an Orenian prowler, convincing his victim to hold still. He clubbed the fat fellow with a rock and toppled him over the seawall into the lagoon where he floated face-down.

Are you stung? he asked the girl.

She picked herself up weakly, and she was a gold-bronze beauty with a black mane of hair and long, narrow eyes. She shook her head to his question and whimpered slightly while she examined her bruises.

He was my husband, she explained.

Not an Orenian? he gasped.

She shook her head. But he was going to kill me.

Morgan shot a horrified glance at the body floating far out on the swift tide. Three sharks were circling lazily. He looked around for a boat, saw none. He swiftly estimated his chances of swimming out after the fat man and towing him in. The chances appeared to be nil. Nevertheless, he began stripping off his shirt.

Don’t bother, said the girl. He was stung last week.

Morgan stared at her