Division: Book One, #1

By Desy Smith

Could you live on a planet separated by sexes?

In the year 2100,  Earth is overran by The Disturbed – Zombie - like creatures who can infect you with their spit or blood. Fearing for their life, a group of men and women make a hasty escape from planet Earth. For days they find themselves stuck in space and eventually develop powers. The women become telepathic, whereas the men become telekinetic. 

When things seem hopeless, they finally find refuge on a planet called Gaia. There they begin anew, creating separate societies: a female society ruled by Highness called DIARA and a male society ruled by Emperor called SCIPIO. Both societies flourish and everyone appears to be happy and ignorant, or so they think.

500 years later

A young Essence and Horatio are snatched from their current lives by the very people Highness and Emperor trust with their lives, for a fight that no one is aware of. They're both special, but neither one of them knows it yet. When these two meet for the first time, they discover a similarity they both share. One that makes them both targets of Highness and Emperor. 

Join Essence and Horatio on Planet Gaia, where the lies are by the dozens, and the people you trust the most, should be the ones you fear.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Desy Smith
• Release date: Nov 30, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393999805

Desy Smith

Desy Smith, MFA, is a paranormal romance author and English teacher who is on a mission to expand her readers’ minds and create unique worlds that they can escape to through the power of storytelling. Her poignant writing style features sassy heroines, urban drama, angels, wolves, demons, witches, and sensual scenes.  Born, raised and based in Dallas, Desy spent most of her childhood picking apart movies and books. Her mother and her affinity for all things supernatural also really drove Desy to dabble in life’s unknowns and use her imagination. Ultimately, this led her to writing stories of her own at just 10 years of age.  Currently, Desy is the Founder of Floebe Publishing, where she publishes her own and other writers’ short stories (of 20,000 words max) with the busy reader in mind. She also provides complimentary creative writing advice to her fellow word weavers. When she doesn’t have a pen or book in hand, Desy Smith is a movie buff and foodie with an unquenchable sweet tooth (having a gluten allergy makes things a bit tricky). She also isn’t much of a whistler and has a round face (people like pinching her cheeks any chance they get). With her “carpe diem” mindset towards life, she looks forward to exposing her readers to realms unseen.

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Could you live on a planet separated by sexes?

In the year 2100,  Earth is overran by The Disturbed – Zombie - like creatures who can infect you with their spit or blood. Fearing for their life, a group of men and women make a hasty escape from planet Earth. For days they find themselves stuck in space and eventually develop powers. The women become telepathic, whereas the men become telekinetic.

When things seem hopeless, they finally find refuge on a planet called Gaia. There they begin anew, creating separate societies: a female society ruled by Highness called DIARA and a male society ruled by Emperor called SCIPIO. Both societies flourish and everyone appears to be happy and ignorant, or so they think.

500 years later

A young Essence and Horatio are snatched from their current lives by the very people Highness and Emperor trust with their lives, for a fight that no one is aware of. They’re both special, but neither one of them knows it yet. When these two meet for the first time, they discover a similarity they both share. One that makes them both targets of Highness and Emperor.

Join Essence and Horatio on Planet Gaia, where the lies are by the dozens, and the people you trust the most, should be the ones you fear.

Table of Contents

Chapter One – Essence

Chapter Two – Horatio

Chapter Three – Essence

Chapter Four – Horatio

Chapter Five - Essence

Chapter Six - Horatio

Chapter One – Essence

Planet: Gaia

Diara: Women’s Division

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The sound of high heels clicking against the freshly waxed tile floor alerts me that someone is on their way. I mentally begin snoring, believing it’s one of the maids, tidying up. They’ll hear me telepathically and turn around, continuing with their work for the night. The sound stops suddenly— mission accomplished. When it starts back up, I groan quietly. Madame must be doing her rounds, again. She’ll make me write sentences until my hand bleeds if she catches me up and not in bed.

I quickly rise from the floor and click off the flashlight, I stole from Madame’s private quarters. Another reason she’ll punish me for sure. I tuck it deep inside my bed and toss the book I was reading under the bed. It’s the very book we aren’t permitted to read due to the belittlement of women— Madame’s words, not mine. Quite honestly, I didn’t know what the word 'belittlement’ meant, but I dared not ask Madame. She’d only make me look it up and write an essay in response, both of which I hate to do.

Just before the doorknob turns, I dive under the covers, quickly re-tucking myself in. When the door squeaks open, I close my eyes shut, pretending to snore again, hoping like hell I’ll fool Madame this time around.

Do see to it that the maids look at that door, says a raspy voice belonging to not Madame but Grand Dame herself. A new panic overtakes me. Grand Dame is high on the scale of important people. She wasn’t Highness, but she was Highness’s right-hand woman. Her leaving the comfort of the palace to speak with us commoners, grade school girls to be exact, definitely meant bad news. I recall back to when Buffy, five classes ahead of me, was called to Madame’s office for an impromptu meeting with Grand Dame just over a year ago. We haven’t heard from her or seen her since. I keep my eyes shut and quiet my mind, pretending to snore again. Projecting thoughts I want others to hear is a skill that I’m still learning,  I knew I wasn’t good at it.

You aren’t, Grand Dame says in annoyance, reading my mind. My eyes stay shut. Buffy isn’t dead, Essence. We do not kill our own, she reminds me. Do stop the dramatics. Still, I don’t move, and my eyes stay shut. Please stop the façade. I’ve listened to you read for the past hour. Dang it, I’ve been caught red-handed. That you have, Grand Dame says, still sounding annoyed

The lights flash on as I sit up. I look to Madame, who’s leaning up against the wall in her night attire, a basic matching pants and top set, with no makeup on. Her hair also appears to not have been combed. Even she didn’t know about this meeting.

I’m not privy to everything, Madame tells me mentally. Before I can question her about listening in on my thoughts, Grand Dame turns to Madame with a glare.

Do I need to remind you, Yvonne, that communicating telepathically, with her in my presence is not only rude but against out commands, Grand Dame warns her. Madame turns a bright shade of red before she nods her head once. We can all communicate telepathically, in addition to our reading thoughts and forcing each other to do things against one’s will. But when we directed our thoughts to a person, only that person can hear those thoughts. In Diara, it is considered offensive to communicate with another woman telepathically when other women are present in the room, especially if any of the greats, like Grand Dame or Highness, are around.

I glance at Grand Dame, who is now approaching me. She wasn’t dolled up, nor would she ever get dolled up as Madame or Highness would. Grand Dame