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Viola Grace


Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there.

She has no pets and can barely keep sea monkeys alive for a reasonable amount of time.

In keeping with busy hands are happy hands, her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain mail, and a few others that have been forgotten. It is quite often that these hobbies make their way into her tales.

Viola’s fetishes include boots and corsetry, and her greatest weakness is her uncontrollable blush.

Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. It is an admirable thing and something that we should all strive for. To find one that we truly like, as well as love.

 

Email : viola@violagrace.com

Website : http://www.violagrace.com

Scorcher

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Sarah Anders is a Scorcher. She specializes in burning plague victims to make worlds habitable again. When her shi...
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Sarah Anders is a Scorcher. She specializes in burning plague victims to make worlds habitable again. When her ship is captured and her body sold to slavers she knows it is just a matter of time before the Alliance comes for her. She had never imagined that she would be sold as a breeder, or that her new mate would be a man she could respect. Athon Kellan is a creature of mixed blood. His Dhemon appearance is at odds with his Azon mating drive, but together they make him one hell of a fighter. When they come together it is out of neccessity, but will their joined bodies entwine their fates?
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Seal the Deal

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Sector Guard #24
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Contract has been trying to get into her legal briefs for months, but choosing the Sector Guard over her friends a...

“The Sector Guard can offer you adventure.”

She smirked. “Not interested.”

“Travel.”

“I can travel as much as I wish to.”

He dragged in a deep breath. “You will have the opportunity to help folk in dire situations and under incredible stresses. Guardsmen need a counsellor more than anyone can know. We face death, violence, the most heinous situations as well as the burden of arriving too late.”

She leaned back and put her arms on the chair, her party gown flowing around her in soft gold folds that matched her eyes. “You have caught my interest. Go on. What can I do for the Guard?”

“Well, let me state first that I am a Contract specialist. Every legal precedent in the Alliance and Nyal space is within my mind and I can create an airtight agreement that even light cannot escape from.”

Sekhara tilted her head at the Wyoran with the hypnotic voice. “I see. Now, why me and not one of the plethora of other telepaths out there? And, do you really intend to legally trap me?”

“You have an ability to make contact with anyone based on their cranial scans, at immeasurable distances.” His blue eyes seemed to grow larger and she could feel the push of his talent against her.

She quirked her lips, “That is classified information.”

“And as a member of the Sector Guard, you will be in a position to use your talents to the fullest extent, every day. They need you. We need you.” His tone rang with determination and sincerity.

“What about our personal interaction? Even Altius and Effin have told me that there is an expectation of bonding between partners. Physical bonding. Where do we stand on that?” She put an expectant look on her face and waited.

Contract swallowed and looked sheepish. “It would be nice to have a Wyoran woman with me and I promise to be a sensitive and careful lover and to do my best as a partner. I will back you up when needed and stand aside when you don’t.”

“That seems awfully passive for a man with your reputation, Contract. Criton Ethyn was quite the ladies’ man around the hub before he left for his new career in the stars. I have heard tales of debauchery, bondage and any number of group activities of a sexual nature. It is amazing how a man can change when he realizes his choices of life partner are limited.”

His mouth opened and closed, the cords of his neck flexed as he struggled to breathe. “How do you know all that?”

She quirked her lips. “Effin Nywyn, husband of Relay, is the cousin of Altius, our host, tonight, who is the brother of my employer, Sahvahn Nywyn. They did the research long before they let you find me tonight.”

The door to the study flew open and a creature bounded in, wriggling with delight as it sat next to Sekhara’s chair.

“Hello, Maxi. How are you today?”

Criton was looking at the beast warily. “You have a nylander?”

“Ledara gave me one of the kits when Maxi was born. Six months later and she is ready to leave her mother. Is there room on your shuttle for her?” Sekhara reached out and stroked the snow-white fur on her new pet. The mental link between them snapped into being and strengthened as the Wyoran let her mind touch the beast’s. A centre of calm rippled into her from Maxi.

“Room on my shuttle? You agree?”

“Let’s return to the party and have a nice time. You can meet me at my office tomorrow and we will discuss the finer points of the contract.”

He cautioned her. “You will have to apply to let the nylander leave Wyora.”

She grinned as she stood and walked to the door with Maxi at her side. “I already have.”

Contract has been trying to get into her legal briefs for months, but choosing the Sector Guard over her friends and family is a no-brainer for Sekhara.

Life counseling the abused and grieving has worn on her nerves, so when she is offered life in the Sector Guard once again, Sekhara jumps at the chance. After some heated negotiations, Contract and Counsel begin life as partners with Counsel’s pet, Maxi, along for the ride. They find a lost Terran, get blasted across the universe, and have to be rescued by a member of Udell base, and that is just Counsel’s first day…
What kind of a career is it when you have to keep your hands off your partner while you fight for your life?

 
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Seeing

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Return of the Nine #8
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Seeing while her eyes are tied is a blessing and a burden. She is obsessed and determined to find those who have b...

With her bandages in place and a borrowed shirt covering the blood on hers, Vida headed for the embassy of the Nine.

The guards on either side of the gate stared at her as she passed them. She guessed the not a lot of bloody Gaian women hiked through the gates. She heard them calling up to the main building as she trudged past.

Daphne came out to greet her. “Vida, good lord. What happened?”

“I figured it out. I finally figured it out. I have a chance at finding them, but I need to get up there.” She staggered and clung to Daphne when she was close enough.

They walked slowly into the building where Daphne let out a shrill whistle.

A woman with ice blue skin came forward. “Yes, madam?”

“I need some grafting patches and a clean dress, please, Tynyan.”

“Yes, madam. Right away.”

The woman glided away, and Daphne coaxed Vida into the lift. Vida was impatient. She wanted to get up, to get on her way to finding those who were lost, but her vision blurred.

“Relax, Vida. I have you.”

With a woman she knew she could count as a friend, she relaxed. In a quiet room, her clothing was removed, her wounds were cleaned and whatever a grafting patch was, it kicked the ass of stitches. Pale, shining gel showed where the bolt had entered but the ugly threads were gone.

The dress was loose, but it belted snugly at the waist, providing shape.

“You know I am not a fan of dresses.”

Daphne smiled, “I am afraid that it is all I wear most days. Now, let’s settle you and you can tell me what the hell happened.”

With the help of the housekeeper, Daphne got Vida to her feet and into a comfortable chair in the sitting room.

She was still drowsy from the drugs they had given her at the hospital, but Vida stared into Daphne’s eyes. “I figured out how to do it.”

“Do what, Vida?”

“To find those who were stolen and never retrieved. I have been trying to see the trail for the last six years, and I have failed. I have been looking at it from the wrong angle. I need to get onto the mother ship and get into one of the shuttle pathways. If I can see the trail and the Nine are agreeable, we can get someone to go looking for them.” Vida swayed.

“How were you injured, Vida?”

“Oh, I was shot with a bolt gun by a serial killer.” She smiled. “I saw her and I found her.”

Seeing while her eyes are tied is a blessing and a burden. She is obsessed and determined to find those who have been lost.
Vida has been looking for her parents since the Tokkel took them six years ago. Her sister has given up on her obsession and removed herself from the pain of her twin’s hunt.
When Vida has a breakthrough and gets transported to the mother ship, she is one step closer to achieving her quest, until her own body betrays her.
S’rin is a member of the Balance, and his help enables her to recover, as well as find a way to locate those who have been lost. He needs to strike a balance between seduction and companionship; it is harder than he would imagine.
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Seering Order

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Sector Guard #4
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Reva has spent her life in servitude, her commanding voice her largest asset. When an Enjel swoops her off and awa...

As the doors opened for them, she noted the humanoid standing to one side of the Matriarch's throne. Reva approached and bowed formally. "Matriarch, you sent for me?"

The visitor was an Enjel, his midnight wings flared out behind him, matching the silken hair flowing from his forehead. His eyes were the same bright onyx as the K'ket, but his skin matched hers in chalky appearance.

"Yes, Nanny Reva. This Enjel has come forward to purchase you."

"For what purpose, Matriarch?" The glare she gave the winged man should have given him the hint that she was not up for any fun and games.

"As a breeding partner. He says you have complimentary genetics with his kind and he has been seeking one such as you for some time." The enormous Matriarch clacked her front claws delicately. "I have agreed."

"Pardon, Matriarch?" She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "I thought I had served the Roci family well?"

"You have, Nanny, but it was a very large amount of money." The oversized insect cackled and her stinger came shooting forward to the spot where the Enjel had been standing.

He wasn't there any longer. He was behind Reva, winding his arms around her waist.

"You have received payment, Matriarch. Attempting to kill me was inhospitable."

"You are correct. I was just trying to see if I could keep both my Nanny and the money. She is quite talented, you know. I am sure you will be happy together." Retracting her tail from the floor, the Matriarch settled back on her hot rock. " Be gone, before I change my mind."

"Farewell, Matriarch. Lovely doing business with you." The Enjel bowed formally and bent his legs.

It took all of Reva's self-control not to scream as he launched them into the air and took them out the window. With her talent for giving orders that had to be followed by all within earshot, she carefully did not follow her instinct to yell let me down. With the height at which they were flying, it would have been fatal.

She kept quiet. The rush of air past her face felt surprisingly soft, and at this height, she could not taste the insects that populated this world. It was refreshing. His wings beat steadily, keeping them aloft and transporting them to the spaceport on the far side of the city. A trip that took hours on foot, was accomplished in fifteen minutes.

When her new owner landed in the open-air spaceport, he placed her gently on her feet and took her hand in his own.

"Come with me, Reva. The faster we get off this planet, the safer you will be."

"What? What do you mean?" She didn't dig in her heels, but she wasn't following him with the enthusiasm he apparently wanted, so he swung her into his arms and carried her into the shuttle.

"Strap in and I will tell you. But I do warn you that your orders won't have quite the effect you anticipate, so I would avoid using them until we are off this world." He dropped her in the co-pilot's seat and took his own seat in the specially made chair. It accommodated his wings nicely, but offered back support.

He ran through pre-flight checks in seconds.

Reva could only sit, bemused. This was not what she had experienced the last three times she had been sold. Those eager hands had caused her no end of stress. Her talent had bloomed by then and had kept her from their advances, but they felt a certain amount of uneasiness around her that had sent her back to the block. "Where are we going?"

He finished the checks, got clearance and lifted off before he answered. "We have been summoned to Sadril. They are evacuating due to a problem with their sun, and as members of the Sector Guard, we are going in to help with the evacuation."

That shocked her. She was the slave of the guard? "Sector Guard? You are a Guard?"

"We both are. The minute you crossed that threshold, Reva the slave ceased to exist. You are now a full citizen of the Alliance with the rights and freedoms included. Of course, if you try your position in the guard out and find it not to your liking, you can find employment elsewhere. We are always looking for support staff on Morganti." Most of his speech was said through clenched teeth as he fought the helm for control.

"Would you like some help with that? I am fully checked out on this style of shuttle." The offer came from the part of her that feared he would shake the ship apart.

"If you can help with the attitude, I would be most grateful." His teeth were still tight. He flipped a toggle to activate the co-pilot's controls.

Reva leaned forward to grip the controls as he relaxed. She smoothed their ascent and gently guided them out of the atmosphere. She brought them up and headed them to the slingshot point off the nearest moon, then turned to look at him.

His black eyes sparkled in the starlight. "That was well done, but I knew it would be."

She snorted in disbelief. "How could you have known I could fly?"

"Well, you can tell I can fly just by looking at me." He smiled at her surprised laughter. "Let me set the coordinates for our mission and then we can have some lunch and discuss how we came to be in this shuttle together." He competently entered their destination and set the computer for maximum speed. "Okay. That's taken care of that. Let's have a little talk now."

Reva has spent her life in servitude, her commanding voice her largest asset. When an Enjel swoops her off and away from her life as a nanny, she has a choice. Blinding and unfocused freedom, or life as a Sector Guard. Seer is her companion, and he wants to move up to lover, but as Order becomes comfortable with her new job, she has to think things through. She has to face her lack of education, social skills and romantic entanglements, and she has to do it fast before her Enjel loses patience.
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Seven in the Sky

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Skeeter needed sex and she would do whatever it took to get it. Seven Regen warriors are just what her hormones or...
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Skeeter needed sex and she would do whatever it took to get it. Seven Regen warriors are just what her hormones ordered.

Blanca ‘Skeeter’ Snow has always known that this day would come. Her body’s pheromones cause disruptions on her ship and her captain banishes her until her cycle is over. She selects a moon as her haven of choice and a meteor field removes her options for landing.

On the moon, seven Regens (the brothers of the new Consort of Priznik) rush to her crash and are swept into her situation and her arms as quickly as she can manage it. Her leave takes on a new urgency as she takes her lovers on one by one and several together.
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Shaken and Stirred

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Sector Guard #19
Published By: Devine Destinies

Tosha wanted a nice day off with her cousin, but a homicidal bug wave forces her to expose her talent to the other...

Tosha knew that she was not the only talent in the family, but for Alara to go on a limb for her was touching. She would be questioned, but she was ready for it, the surety blazed in her eyes.

The moment she was clear of the crowd, the mysterious whirlwind started moving. Tosha closed her eyes as the wind threw grit and dirt into the air. She lost her breath for a moment before two strong arms lifted her in the air. She opened her eyes in surprise to see a man in the centre of the storm.

“Hello.” It was silly, but there was nothing else to say as his solid blue eyes smiled down at her.

“Greetings. Hold tight, we are going airborne.”

She held perfectly still as the whirling surrounded them. With her eyes focussed on her rescuer, she kept herself calm as they passed above the shuttle and into the hills beyond. When they touched down, she was able to breathe again.

Tosha was trembling uncontrollably. “That was…”

He chuckled. “You get used to it. I am Vortex. May I confirm your name?”

“Tosha C’sar. Thank you, but where are you taking me?”

He let out a sharp whistle and a ship appeared in front of them. A shuttle with sleek and graceful lines gleaming in the daylight.

“I am taking you to safety. Your cousin sent an urgent message to the Sector Guard requesting that someone be here today. She was vague, but our own seers confirmed that something would happen here to benefit Teklan base. Here you are.”

The shuttle opened at Vortex’s approach. She was a little surprised to find herself enjoying the novel sensation of being carried. He placed her gently in the nav station and she buckled in out of reflex.

“Not that I am not grateful, but what the hell is going on here?” She turned and faced him.

He laughed as he struck a few keys to start the atmospheric action of the shuttle. They lifted off with no sound and he filled her in. “You are being invited to join the Sector Guard. But, given the Dalpha propensity for caging its talents, we thought to get to you before they did.”

“What of my cousin?” Their height was now such that she could see the tour shuttle on the ground. One lone figure staring up at the sky with patience.

“She will be seen to but through other channels.” Vortex banked sharply and struck a few toggles. “We are going to stealth now. It makes the ship rather twitchy, but she can handle it.”

Tosha scowled, “What do you mean other channels?”

“I don’t know. It is what I was told. You don’t need to worry about her. She will be alive and well in no time. You simply need to have a little trust.”

Her frown increased in severity. “How am I supposed to trust someone I just met?”

“I suppose you will just have to take it on faith.” He hit the thrusters and they shot past the incoming law enforcement.

Her ire died in that moment, fear of the labs in the forefront. She held her breath as they passed those who wanted to shackle her in a cell.

As she watched the stream of ships coursing from the planet to the moon, she made a decision. “Faith is good. I will take this on faith.”

Vortex chuckled and slammed the thrusters into high gear. “I will take it.”

Tosha wanted a nice day off with her cousin, but a homicidal bug wave forces her to expose her talent to the others on her tour. Before her government can lock her up, she is swept off by a tornado and whisked into the stars. Joining the Sector Guard had never been an option, but now it was her only choice. Her name is changed to Shake and her first assignment is a doozy. With Vortex at her side, she accepts the emergency assignment and finds herself facing a proven killer who has no problem adding her to the roster.
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Shattered Light

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Tales of the Citadel #0
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Silver and Silence

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Trading herself for her men was her duty, but helping a stranger with the breakout was pure pleasure. Stella...
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Trading herself for her men was her duty, but helping a stranger with the breakout was pure pleasure.

Stella has given her life to the Coalition, but her soul belongs to the men on her team. When they see something they shouldn’t, her men are locked in stasis while she is held hostage to keep the charade of their situation hidden. Her cooperation is the ransom to keep her men alive and when someone offers her an opportunity to rescue them, she would give anything to see them free. Anything.
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Solar DARE

Written By: Viola Grace, Tianna Xander
Series: D.A.R.E. Project #6
Published By: Devine Destinies
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A radioactive dragoness and the Star Guard she is assigned to learn the fine art of self-control and bring a new m...

The storm was coming.

Solar watched the churning clouds through the window and waited for the impact of the winds. Her sisters were down below, using their newly honed skills to make dinner while Solar was on dragon watch.

Five of her sisters had found matches in the dragon population, but the astronomical cluster was still together and single. Solar, Stellar, Celestial, Astral and Lunar were all gathered together on an abandoned world beset by wild weather.

They took shifts sending their senses into the atmosphere and watching for encroaching humans or hunting dragons. Now that the dragons knew that the sisters were cut off from home, they had become more aggressive than ever as they sought out mates.

Solar shook her head. What kind of evolutionary design was it when a species produced so few females that snatching them out of their homes was the only way to get a wife?

The upper tower of their home was ideal for watching for the flying beasts. Whatever race had built this house and the abandoned town nearby had done a wonderful job creating a watchtower for the children of the dragon queen.

The lightning strikes in the distance set her nerves into overdrive. Her body was drawing energy from the weather in a way that life underground on Earth had not prepared her for.

The blasts charged her, and her body was screaming at her to do something, anything, but all she was on assignment for today was to watch, and so, she watched.

The sky above was still open, and the stars stared down at her. Solar held her breath when one star separated from the dance above her. She closed her eyes for a moment and made a silent wish that they would get the humans back home and they could find a way to get on with their lives.

You will find a way, Solar. You and your sisters were born for this.

Thank you, Mother. How are you today?

Same as always, watching my girls and feeling pride at your growing skills. Now, open your eyes and look at the sky. You are missing the show.

Solar opened her eyes and watched four other stars join the one that hosted her wish. The wind pulled at her containment suit while she watched the five stars swirl in the sky and grow in size.

“Ladies, we have incoming!” Solar screamed and ran down the stairs to join her sisters in the main hall.

They all shifted to their assigned tasks, and while Solar got the crossbow, the others all grabbed their chosen weapons.

Stellar grinned and took the rocket launcher from their weapons’ store. With nineteen human colonies sent back home, they had quite a few collections of weaponry at their disposal, and Solar’s eldest sister did so enjoy using the launcher.

They walked into the wind and watched the approach of the bright, sparkling balls of light. The girls had dodged dragons in the past, but none of them gleamed like this.

Solar watched her wishing dragon come closer and closer. “Easy, ladies. No sense burning out the last clothes we have.”

Celestial smirked. “Like anyone would complain if we went naked.”

Stellar settled her launcher on her shoulder and aimed toward the approaching dragons. “We also don’t want to cook off the ammunition. Calm down, sisters. If we have to, we will run. You know where to meet up.”

Solar made a noise of agreement, but there was something in the air. “I am getting a funny feeling here. Mother told me to look up, but now, she isn’t answering.”

Astral bit her lip. “Maybe she is busy?”

Celestial snorted, “Don’t be stupid. From what she has hinted at, she is confined.”

Lunar scowled. “Quiet, they are almost here and bickering isn’t going to help.”

The glowing dragons came in on a roar of wind.

Solar looked up at her wishing dragon, and he dropped to the ground in front of her in his bipedal form. Silvery-white hair, black-on-black eyes and deep bronze skin with tattoos similar to those of her set marked him as a dragon if the four companion fliers left any doubt. He wore a metal breastplate, leather trousers and matching boots, and there was a subtle glow to the clothing that drew the eye.

“Ladies. I greet you on behalf of the Star Guard and ask you to come with us.” The man was cheerful and had a relaxed stance.

Stellar cleared her throat. “Who are you?”

Solar watched him decide how to answer. The column of his throat flexed and his left eye flicked lightly.

“Captain Denhar of the Star Guard. Above us from left to right are Skdel, Myrgik, Cavon and Lerihk. We have come to help.”

Solar took a step forward, and Stellar shifted her launcher to aim at Myrgik.

Solar cleared her throat. “We are well armed and learning to cook. We do not need your help.”

He inclined his head. “Excellent accomplishments indeed, but I was referring to the radiation that you are putting out. If you do not learn to control it, you will kill more than just your enemies. Your family here is leaking power like a burning star.”

Solar stepped toward him again. His power was drawing her in. It was a vibration in the air that called to her.

Stellar called out, “Solar, back away.”

Lunar made a small noise, and in an instant, all hell broke loose.

Solar watched Denhar’s body shift into his dragon shape, and the next moment, she was snatched in a claw. Bands of bone and sinew held her tight, and her breath was squeezed out of her as he launched into the air.

She observed Stellar taking aim at a dragon and firing, but an exhalation by the incoming beast rendered the explosive useless. Lunar was using a bolt gun, Astral was watching the dragons come in and Celestial had already been snatched and was in the air.

 

 

A radioactive dragoness and the Star Guard she is assigned to learn the fine art of self-control and bring a new meaning to solar flares.
 
Solar is of the stellar set of dragon clones. With her body radioactive, her power rioting constantly and her clothing falling apart, she is not in the mood to entertain a flight of dragons when they accost her and her four sisters.
To her shock, the dragons each grab one of the stellar set and take off to different worlds. She is separated from her sisters and only the calm instruction of the Star Guard, Denhar, keeps her flaring power under control.
She follows his directions, but after a jaunt to send some humans back home ends in injury, her solitary freedom turns into a partnership that she was not expecting.
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Soul Keeper

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Tales of the Citadel #1
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Zeyan has lived in the shadows, keeping her talent to herself. When she tries to reach out to console a grieving l...

Zeyan’s head still ached and her skin was too tight, but the healer’s pain was far more obvious than hers was. She moved to help the woman as the healer struggled to stay upright.

They moved together and exited the shuttle.

The sunset was just taking hold and there was a peace that ran through the very air.

Three figures in robes approached them and asked Fury, “What happened?”

“The healer made contact with your new student and collapsed.” Fury handed her over.

The contact healer tried to smile. “It was more than I expected.”

Zeyan was embarrassed. “I am sorry. I have never done anything of that nature before.”

One of the robed figures, a male with wavy blond hair and pointed ears, smiled at her, gently taking her arm and leading her toward the doors. “What did you do, my dear?”

“Her touch was looking for pain, so I gave it all to her. I didn’t know she wasn’t prepared for it, so I took it back, but it was too late.” She could feel the blush as they stared at her.

The healer nodded. “It was more than I was braced for, but if you walk around with that all day, you are definitely in the correct place.”

Her companion helped her to the interior of the building and Zeyan was left with the Guardsmen and the two other robed figures.

She didn’t know what to do, but when she felt a touch on her mind, she straightened and slammed it back at its owner. The woman on the end swayed and blinked rapidly. “That was sudden.”

“I am not used to…why are you trying to touch my mind?”

The male with the pointed ears smiled. “We are merely trying to determine the nature of your gifts.”

She crossed her arms and scowled. “Fine, take me to a dead body and I will show you.”

Zeyan has lived in the shadows, keeping her talent to herself. When she tries to reach out to console a grieving loved one and is summarily arrested by her people she finds life and a new start in the Citadel, as the Soul Keeper.

Zeyan has been banished by her own race and her talents have developed under the careful eye of the instructors at the Citadel. When a psychic plague breaks out that shatters the mind body connection, the locals call the Sector Guard and they, in turn, call the Soul Keeper. It is time for her to return home.
Orenn has envied his cousin Fenn’s life and love in the Sector Guard. As a telepath at the Citadel he recognizes a powerful will when he sees it and when Zeyan looks into his eyes, he also sees his future stretching before him, with her at his side. He had no idea it was going to be the other way around.

 
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Spinner

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Working for the Weavers Guild, Dehlia has gained a measure of respect and dignity in her work as an empathic Spinn...
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Working for the Weavers Guild, Dehlia has gained a measure of respect and dignity in her work as an empathic Spinner. Her yarns, and the emotions trapped within them are sold for a high price. So is she. Waking up on a pirate ship is startling enough, but waking with an elf in her lap is beyond what a normal Terran in space could imagine. Taneus has traveled far to find her and free her, but she will be bound to him in more ways than she can imagine when he is done with her.
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Star Breaker

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Sector Guard #5
Published By: Devine Destinies
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With an asteroid heading to Morganti, Kale volunteers to retrieve the Star Breaker, a weapon that has the ability...

"What was that? What happened? What did you do?" The normally taciturn Movik was frantic. When the sphere uncoupled itself, he had started to wring his hands and when it shattered into blazing particles that they could see from their vantage point above the breaking asteroid, he freaked.

"I did nothing. Whatever or whoever was inside that sphere is now out in the cold blackness of space."

"What do you mean who? What do you know?"

"The planet consciousness inside me felt the proximity of a star. That star is now humming happily as the creature from the sphere tears apart those rocks." It was hard to see, but here and there a form appeared, shattered a rock between its hands and then dodged away to strike another one. At the rate it was going, the great asteroid would be head-sized balls when it struck Morganti's atmosphere, easily destroyed by entry.

"An Avatar? Oh, nononononono." He was clutching at his head now, rocking back and forth, moaning as he watched the fragments of the sphere come apart wherever they touched the debris. "Where did the asteroid come from?"

Kale had to ask the base for that question. "This is Kale-Gant to Sector Guard Base Morganti."

Mala's tired tone came through the communications unit. "Go ahead, Avatar."

"Has an origin for the rock been determined?"

There was silence for a few moments while she brought up the information. "It has been travelling for just over four hundred years. Remnant of the Emhara system. Their white dwarf went black, the nearest planet to the star exploded, but everyone was evacuated. Is everything okay?"

"Yes. The bulk of the asteroid has been destroyed. Did you get the shield up and running?"

"Only just. When you get back, you are going to have to work on increasing food yields. I am afraid I had to replace quite a bit of energy and the commissary is pissed."

"Whatever you need, Fixer. Make me a list."

"Will do. See you when you get home. Sector Base Morganti, out."

Kale turned to Movik. "Whoever made the shell, made it from the same alloy that the occupant is so cheerfully tearing apart. The Emhara system ring a bell?"

If it was possible for Movik to turn any greener, he would have. As it was, he sat on the floor, rocking himself into a pattern saying, "Nonononononononono," as a constant chant.

With the momentum of the oncoming disaster modified by the lack of forward movement, Kale guided the shuttle closer. He wanted a closer look at the occupant. When she came out, he focussed the scans on her and took in the pale skin, midnight hair and humanoid body. It wasn't until she turned to wave at the camera that he saw the appalling truth.

With an asteroid heading to Morganti, Kale volunteers to retrieve the Star Breaker, a weapon that has the ability to shatter anything in it's way. When he takes possession he feels a familiar presence, a star's Avatar is trapped within the sphere. Carella has been waiting for her freedom, and when her sphere collides with the asteroid, she is naked, free, and in the mood to blow something up. Kale is struck by her beauty and power, and she wants nothing more than a comforting touch after her violent venting. Upon returning to Morganti they find out who she is, but not why her memory has been wiped. Together, they may find a few answers to questions they had never even imagined asking, including How could a Terran who disappeared two years earlier have spent the last four hundred years as the Star Breaker?
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Station 13

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Kaylee has been alone on Station 13 since the Alliance declared it haunted by her spirit. What they didn't kno...
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Kaylee has been alone on Station 13 since the Alliance declared it haunted by her spirit. What they didn't know is that her experiments with dimensional transport had trapped her between worlds, physical and psychic. Dirven arrives and she heaves a sigh of relief. In nerd she trusts. He is everything she remembered from research symposiums, and quite a bit more. She should be guilty for peeping in on him in the shower, but it is all for research, isn't it? Confident that he will be able to bring her back, she finally is able to experiment with her intangible form in a manner that brings both of them pleasure.
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Stellar DARE

Written By: Viola Grace, Tianna Xander
Series: D.A.R.E. Project #7
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Stocking Stuffers & Body Works

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Sudden Storm

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Tales of the Citadel #21
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Control over the elements is dull until a man walks onto her world and makes her senses burn.   Vexan...

“Damn.” Something was awake on Ki, and it was starting a row of dust devils on the sand dune half a kilometre away.

He inhaled and concentrated, looking for body heat. Heat was his thing, and body heat was impossible to hide unless you had a talent to do it. There.

He fixated on the point where he felt the body heat and sent the skimmer toward it. He was racing the cyclones of sand that were coming down on him, and time was a factor.

A small piece of stone was projecting out of the sand and he leapt from the skimmer, sealed it against the sand and started digging the doorway out of its sliding protection. When he saw the glyphs on the door, he remembered what he had been told and simply knocked on the door. A moment later, he was inside the tunnel with the wind whirling outside screaming to get in.

The muffled sound made him glad that he was within the tunnels. He could feel the heat of the storm coming off the walls, and without another moment’s hesitation, he walked further into the darkness.

He lit a ball of fire in his palm and held it in front of him to light his way. The tunnels twisted and turned underground, but he eventually found his way to a strange chamber.

To his surprise, a woman was sitting on the edge of a fountain, idly trailing her fingers in the water. She looked up in surprise as he entered. Her brow furrowed in confusion.

“Hello, miss.”

“Greetings, visitor.” She continued trailing one hand in the water. Her blonde hair gleamed in the light, it cascading down over the shoulders of her bodysuit, giving an air of innocence to her features.

When Burn met her gaze, it was obvious that she was far older than she looked. Her eyes showed every one of her seventeen hundred years.

“Elemental, I have come to you with an offer to leave this place if you wish it.”

She rose to her feet and glided toward him with an unsettling grace. “What? You wish me to make another planet uninhabitable?”

He shook his head, catching hints of her scent as she walked around him with that peculiar stride. “I wish you to leave this place and find another use for your talents.”

“What of those who hired me?”

“They have released you from your contract. They released you nine hundred years ago, but the communications systems on Ki were dead by then.”

He slowly removed a document and extended it to her. “Here is the release.”

She took it from him and lifted it to the light, examining it closely. She ran her fingers along the document. “It has the feel of age.”

“It is nine centuries old. There was no way to deliver the news that you were free of obligation without landing here, and your orders were to keep Ki free of living creatures, so no message could reach you. It was quite the tangle.”

She smiled absently as she read the document. “Well, this is in order. Where do they want to send me?”

He slowly withdrew another document. “They are giving you your freedom. It is now up to you to decide what to do with it.”

Her hand trembled as she discarded the first document and took the one he offered. “Freedom?”

Control over the elements is dull until a man walks onto her world and makes her senses burn.
 
Vexaniali has spent her life in solitude, finding ways to entertain herself on an empty world that has become her prison. She was ordered to keep anyone from landing, but it was just a make-work job to keep her out of the way.
Burn arrives and offers her a chance to use her skills on a variety of worlds under the aegis of the Citadel Arcani.
Moving a cure around a world using her mastery of air is time consuming and tiring but not difficult. It is a good start, and when Burn offers himself to top up her flagging energies, how could she refuse?
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Tears of the Star

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Sector Guard #9
Published By: Devine Destinies
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When the planet Balen finished his mourning for his lost avatar, he contacted the Sector Guard to get the miners o...

“She seems to have activated on her own.” Rolland smiled at the cavorting creature ahead of him.

The voice from the other end of the com seemed eager, “Is she well?”

“She’s flying. It looks like she has picked up her birthright. You may be able to visit sooner than you thought, Olaris.”

“You don’t know how much this means to me, Sovereign.”

“Yes, I do. Your loss was one that most would not have been able to bear, but she is alive, alert and rippling with power. Despite the physician’s assessments, she has both of your characteristics.”

“Balen will be pleased. He has been alone for so long.”

“The same amount of time as you since the day your wife passed into the next world.”

“We knew it would happen. She was at the end of her duty as avatar for Balen and could not withstand the rigors of the pregnancy.”

“Enough. You can explain this all to your daughter as soon as I catch her.”

While they had been talking, Sovereign had been following his soon-to-be partner through the skies. Eventually, she noted his attention and slowed to let him draw even.

She cuddled up to the side of the shuttle and her deep black eyes bored into his soul as she watched him through the window.

He mouthed two words to her, Sector Guard, and her face immediately brightened. He flicked the controls to open the side door and grinned when she took the hint.

She seemed remarkably cheerful for someone who was radiating enough power to rip him and his shuttle apart.

“Did you say you were with the Sector Guard?” She walked slowly and carefully up to the cockpit and her gaze met his.

He knew what she was looking at. His dark violet skin had given more than one person pause in his lifetime. That, coupled with his white hair and scarlet eyes, made him a striking example of his species.

“I am. I am here to assist in the cessation of operations of the mine. Balen has begun to wake again and as he comes out of mourning, he is rather upset with what the colonists have been doing in his absence.”

“I can imagine it would be rather distressing. I had no idea that Balen was sentient.”

Sovereign took in the view that was available to him. She was wearing a work suit that would be more suited to a miner than someone with her grace and style.

“He is, but he has been mourning his avatar. She died fifty years ago.”

“No offence, but who is flying the shuttle?”

She looked worried. It was rather funny, as she could fly away from any crash. “Autopilot. It is circling back along your route to the mine offices. I intend to shut this down today.”

When the planet Balen finished his mourning for his lost avatar, he contacted the Sector Guard to get the miners out of his territory so that he could replenish the frozen surface. Zenina Sin Ar is the one to get the message and when she tries to inform the powers that be, they set a price on her head. With no other place to turn, she runs for the museum and the rocks that landed on the surface when she did. Completing a circuit, her powers activate and she can finally become what she was meant to be, Tears of the Star. Sovereign is the Sector Guard officer sent to evacuate the planet, the surprise he feels at seeing a woman flying around the surface is matched only by the knowledge that this is the one his sister said he would meet. The child of two avatars with a destiny irrevocably tied to the planet below.
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Tech Tack

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Tales of the Citadel #30
Published By: Devine Destinies
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A tech from Resicor meets a bodyguard with sedating spikes. When she wakes up, she is on her way to the Citadel.&n...

Ainora faced her interviewer with all the calm she could muster. She hadn’t been able to adjust the appointment any longer. If she had skipped today’s events, they would have arrested her.

“Yes, I have a talent.”

The security guard and the empath were surprised. Her interviewer blinked as she organized her next question.

“Why haven’t you come forward?”

“There wasn’t any need. No one can tell that I have a talent, so why should I worry about it. I am no threat to Resicor or its people.”

The interviewer tapped her finger on the table. “You are hardly one to judge.”

Ainora cocked her head. “I beg to differ. I am a very good judge of my talent.”

“What is your talent?”

She laughed. “I thought you would know since you went to the trouble to bring me in.”

“The report that your co-worker filed was lacking in detail. He suspected your abilities were more than natural.”

Ainora stretched and put her hands behind her head. “They are completely natural. Urak couldn’t match me on any details even if I don’t use my additional senses.”

“How did you know?”

“That it was him? There is only one person at the firm that hangs over my shoulder trying to discover my secrets as I repair the equipment. It got him into trouble on several occasions. Last month, he stopped following me, so I am guessing that that is when you got the tip off.”

The empath in the corner smirked.

“You really thought that it would work to simply ignore your obligation to declare the talent you had acquired?”

Ainora smirked. “I didn’t acquire it. It is as much a part of me as your toenails are part of you. There was nothing to declare. At no time did I smuggle them through customs.”

The interviewer slammed her hand down on the table. “This is not a joke.”

She sat forward and put her own hands on the table. “Yes, it is. There is another talent in this room and she is allowed and encouraged to use her talent each and every day. For her, it is a job, a part of her that she can use daily. What is the difference?”

The interviewer paused and regrouped. “Your talent is dangerous.”

“Really? What is it?”

Ainora waited while the woman flipped through the files.

She sat quietly and waited.

Finally, the woman sat up. “It doesn’t say. What is your talent?”

A tech from Resicor meets a bodyguard with sedating spikes. When she wakes up, she is on her way to the Citadel.    

Ainora has been spotted by the government of Resicor and identified as an active talent. Her ability to identify the repairs needed for any situation makes her a valuable tool and turns her into a slave for the government.
Her family makes arrangements to get her off world, and when the rescue comes, he simply knocks her out and carries her away.
Lyon has worked as a bodyguard for years but never has he run across a woman who not only recovers from the toxin on his spikes with incredible speed, but also manages to dodge his next volley with surprising instincts.
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Terra Form

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Emerald Envisage #0
Published By: Extasy Books
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Bio-forming a world goes wrong and leaves her bound to a planet and a species thought long dead.   So...
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Bio-forming a world goes wrong and leaves her bound to a planet and a species thought long dead.
 
Sofee takes worlds and brings them to life using all the tech the Alliance has to offer combined with her own strength of mind. On Nero she meets her first Avatar and falls hard.
Venel-Nero uses every means at his disposal to make Sofee comfortable, even giving his bed to her when she obviously needs it. Of course, he is in it as well, but it is a small price to pay for a good night’s sleep.
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The Christmas Dragon

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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With Sahn-Tah Keelas on his honeymoon, the Christmas Dragon is going to have to deliver all the toys. Too bad he d...
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With Sahn-Tah Keelas on his honeymoon, the Christmas Dragon is going to have to deliver all the toys. Too bad he doesn't have the Oldest Elf's stamina, he collapses on Maggie's front lawn and has some severe explaining to do. Will she believe that the flying lizard means no harm even after he shows her his naked and helpless and hunky human form? Time for strategic application of the Santa hat.
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