Every Beast of the Earth

By Eve Morton

When Sheriff Paul Plowman wakes to find dozens of escaped mythological creatures roaming through the intergalactic city of Fabula Rasa, he is forced into action on his day off. He's able to stop the invasion -- but at a cost. His neighbour, Maurice, is dead and Paul has been forced to kill a unicorn, which is against the honour code of his family.

In the aftermath, Paul is tasked with solving where all of these animals came from. He soon meets Daniel Markus, a former interspecies biologist and now zookeeper on Fabula Rasa, who helps him navigate the complex underground world of mythological animal trading. As they delve deeper and deeper into the mystery, attraction blooms.

After the danger passes, will there be something more between them than a love of every beast of the earth?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Nov 11, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685503208

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Every Beast of the Earth

By Eve Morton

Published by JMS Books LLC

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Copyright 2022 Eve Morton

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Every Beast of the Earth

By Eve Morton

Chapter 1

There was no honor in killing unicorns. Yet on the morning of February 17th, 3015, that was exactly what Sheriff Paul Plowman had to do.

He wasn’t even supposed to be on shift that morning. It was Second Friday, a bonus day to make up for the strange oscillating rapid succession of moons, which only happened once every three years. This was Paul’s third time experiencing Second Friday, and since he was tired from working a burglary case a week earlier, he opted to take this as his day off.

He shouldn’t have been here, on his porch, with his morning coffee and biscuit as the screams of his neighbor sounded. He should have been at work, patrolling the streets and breaking up petty disputes common among this odd tourist-slash-research planet called Fabula Rasa. He liked it here, he really did. The people were nice—mostly indigenous humanoid aliens who regularly researched earth humans who visited and owned businesses here as much as earth humans researched them—and the populations were not prone to violence, only passive aggressive stares and comments that sometimes spawned into a ticket or two. Really not much for Paul to do when he was at work other than keep that fragile calm and investigate a few nonviolent crimes every year or so, and maybe translate a few laws from one culture to another. He couldn’t even fathom that there was a unicorn in front of him until it was nearly on him, attempting to maul him with its horn covered in the blood of its previous victims. This had to be some sort of joke. Wasn’t Second Friday sort of like April Fools on Fabula Rasa?

But that glossy fur, in a shade of purple-blue and with green blood on its stomach, was not a holographic spell or a bot. It was real.

And it was almost on him. About to kill him.

Paul! His neighbor, Maurice, shouted to him. Watch out!

Paul moved out of the way as Maurice spilled off his porch. His neighbor was bloody from the neck down, a green viscous fluid. He’d been mauled by something else, not the unicorn, since the blood covering its horn was