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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.

Listening to readers has gotten her this far, and with her 300th short story looming before the end of 2014, she will continue to listen in the future.

Email : viola@violagrace.com

Website : http://www.violagrace.com

The Warder's Gryphon

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: The Warders #5
Published By: Extasy Books
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Timmon has been sent by the Warder’s to find their missing cousin. After a few weeks of watching this extrao...
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Timmon has been sent by the Warder’s to find their missing cousin. After a few weeks of watching this extraordinary woman, he decides that she is the one for him. The problem is that he has been watching her in a non-human form. Now he needs to get onto her radar. That can mean only one thing. Moving in next door. You have never seen a house-warming this hot.
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The Warder's Leprechaun

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: The Warders #9
Published By: Extasy Books
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A Warder, a leprechaun and a bargain for exchange of services, any services, is just what is needed to unite two s...
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A Warder, a leprechaun and a bargain for exchange of services, any services, is just what is needed to unite two souls parted by magic.
When Asha’s cousin Elhara is struck with a memory-eating spell, Asha knows just who can help. She travels to the leprechaun city, deep in the woods, and faces the man she has been dreaming of for over a decade.
Tuartha has undergone a few changes since he first kissed her in the forest and now, she has to negotiate with a male who blames her for her desertion and agrees to help her cousin under one condition. She is to give herself to him, body and soul.
Asha isn’t sure which part of her will give in first, but she hopes they are in private when it does.

 
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The Warder's Merman

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: The Warders #8
Published By: Extasy Books
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Beatrix Warder has spent her adult life avoiding this precise moment. In a flurry of panic, she made a choice and...
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Beatrix Warder has spent her adult life avoiding this precise moment. In a flurry of panic, she made a choice and it landed her neck deep in the ocean, facing her worst nightmare. Hector was very good looking, for a merman, but he was also her husband and she had now come to him. When they had wed, she had been young and he had been willing to wait until she made the effort to join him under the sea. Bea isn't happy with the end of her dry land life, but with a little bit of effort, Hector is willing to show her there is more to the wet world than fins and a tail.
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The Warder's Unicorn

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: The Warders #6
Published By: Extasy Books
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With her parents setting her up with a variety of paranormal men, Sephany just wants to go to her cousin's wed...
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With her parents setting her up with a variety of paranormal men, Sephany just wants to go to her cousin's wedding shower and have a good time. But surprise, her escort for the evening is none other than the unicorn, Malksis. Together they attend the function in Realm, and that is where it all hits the fan. Sephany is kidnapped by dark elves, and in an effort to get her back Mal will have to deal with a most deadly creature of Realm, Seph's father. The dwarf lord Gorven Dremlock is not happy that the unicorn has lost his daughter, and this is the pony boy's last chance to claim Sephany as his own or leave her forever.
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The Warder's Vampire

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: The Warders #4
Published By: Extasy Books
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Serafina was born a dhampir. The offspring of a Warder and a Vampire. The first in centuries. She has no idea that...
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Serafina was born a dhampir. The offspring of a Warder and a Vampire. The first in centuries. She has no idea that an ancient spirit is plotting to take over her body and use it for a purpose she couldn’t imagine. Franc has been a vampire since he was born. He has never been exposed to magic in this form, and being dragged into Realm, fighting with dragons and goblins is so far off his personal scale that he might have to consult a therapist after it is over. Together, they make Halloween a night to remember for all the Warders and the inhabitants of Realm.
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The Warder's Wolf

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: The Warders #3
Published By: Extasy Books
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When Ruana, half warder, half werewolf, goes into heat, she needs to find a wolf to release her sexual torment. Wh...
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When Ruana, half warder, half werewolf, goes into heat, she needs to find a wolf to release her sexual torment. When she meets Zan, an alpha werewolf, he satisfies the ache within her, but then the hunt is on! Ruana is highly desired by the werewolves due to her ability to bear Alphas. In order to keep her safe from the werewolf clans, Zan will offer to make her his. Soon a host of magical creatures, including the warder Anyrn, and the dragon Decklyn, will show up to help Zan with the battle.
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The Wench and the Giant

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Anya has kept herself hidden for so long, she doesn’t know what to do when she finds the man of her dreams,...
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Anya has kept herself hidden for so long, she doesn’t know what to do when she finds the man of her dreams, but she figures it out pretty quickly.
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Thunder Struck

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Tales of the Citadel #27
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Stirring a tempest is the easy part, controlling it is the issue and depending on a jerk of a healer is annoying. ...

Ked stepped off the shuttle, holding the hand of Taedra, the Citadel rep.

 

Ked held tight to the bag of suits she had been given while bots zipped past her with ration packs stacked on pallets. The food was for her. Iskan did not need it.

 

“Kedna, do you see that city?”

 

Ked nodded. “It is empty.” She looked around and the entire world was silent. “Why is it so quiet?”

 

“Iskan is renovating. He is changing his surface for a new species, and he is willing to delay the process to help you gain control over the elements.”

 

Kedna looked up at Taedra. “When do you think I can go home?”

 

“Let’s see how fast you can learn. Your talent seems to be atmospheric. You can learn and practice here without worrying about damaging anyone or yourself. Iskan’s Avatar is a healer. She can keep you up and running.” Taedra was trying hard to keep the mood light.

 

A figure in robes walked toward them, a staff in one hand. When it got closer, Kedna saw the reptilian skin and wide yellow eyes swirled with scarlet.

 

Taedra stopped and inclined her head in respect. “Avatar, thank you for your offer of assistance in this special case.”

 

The Avatar smiled, her flat lips curving upward. “It is an honour to assist with such a worthy matter. Hello, Kedna Kencort. My name is Halwis-Iskan, but you can call me Halwis.”

 

Kedna released Taedra’s hand and put her palm over her heart. She bowed low. “Thank you for your offer. I hope that it will not be for too long a duration.”

 

Halwis gave Taedra a chiding look before she turned kind eyes back to Kedna. “It will take as long as it takes.”

 

She knew in that kind look that she wasn’t going home. Tears started and she lifted her chin. With determination, she stepped toward the Avatar before turning back for a moment. “Thank you for your help, Representative Taedra. I believe that Halwis-Iskan will take over my care now.”

 

Taedra stepped forward and extended her hand before she slowly lowered it. “The bots have food, and we will send someone to check on you every six months. Avatar Halwis has a com unit that you can use to call home. The contact codes are in your bag.”

 

“Thank you, Representative. I believe that Kedna needs some time to acclimate to her new home. The instructive holograms are all ready for her and her education has been planned for the foreseeable future. There is nothing more you can do here, but you are welcome to come and inspect her lodgings.”

 

Taedra inclined her torso in a short bow. “I will return in six months. Kedna, if you need anything, send me a message. I can have it delivered by drone.”

 

Ked wanted to wail that she wanted to go home, but that wasn’t the right thing to do. Lira was in control training on Thoola after she pushed Nilko into spending his university money on a pony. Finally, their parents had to face facts, and those facts were that their two youngest were exceptionally powerful and both needed help.

 

They had dropped Lira off on Thoola before coming to Iskan, and now, all members of her family were where they needed to be. Kedna could start working on herself.

 

It was quite the burden for an eleven-year-old, but she was up to it.

 

Stirring a tempest is the easy part, controlling it is the issue and depending on a jerk of a healer is annoying.
Kedna has been consigned to fostering on the empty world of Iskan when her power and her health become dangerous. Being mentored by a planetary Avatar is difficult, but moving the weather for an entire world is second nature.
When she is older and her skills are needed off world, she is paired with her first member of the Sector Guard. He is a pain in the butt and harbours resentments toward her for hogging his ancestral planet. She simply concentrates on the job and earns his respect in the bargain.
Fast forward to her twenty-third birthday and they cross paths again. This time, she knows his measure and he knows hers. Respect turns to fascination and progresses into a flirtation that crosses the stars.
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Tilting Rose

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Trained to be a knight, to protect her father’s lands and earn enough to pay their taxes, Rose is astonished...
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Trained to be a knight, to protect her father’s lands and earn enough to pay their taxes, Rose is astonished to find that her demented parent has promised her in marriage to a Lord she does not remember meeting. Osgood has been waiting for her father to accede to the betrothal and does not waste time in claiming his bride. How does a man court a woman who has no idea of what courtship is? When she is armed, he does it very carefully.
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Topaz D.A.R.E.

Written By: Viola Grace, Tianna Xander
Series: D.A.R.E. Project #2
Published By: Devine Destinies

Topaz has been enjoying the small freedoms that each assignment for retrieval has given her. When confronted by de...

"Fine. I have three days left here, so court if you can." She took strides toward the bone pile and kept her guard up for any of the returning ants. Topaz knelt next to the pile and flipped out a tarp from her pack. Each human bone was accounted for as she placed them carefully on the fabric.

"They were a scouting party?"

"I think so. Their actual assignment was not divulged to me." She shrugged and kept working.

He joined her in carefully separating the human from animal bones, including the locator tags. A glance at her scanner showed that all five of the people she was looking for were in this pile. It was a sad end to her fourth assignment.

"Do you enjoy your work?" He was trying to engage her in conversation, that much was obvious.

"It has its moments, but it is more of an obligation than work. We aren't given much of a choice and you know it."

"I apologize for my method of getting to know you. It was an act of impulse."

She looked at him in surprise. "Thank you for your apology. I don't think I have ever been the recipient of one before."

He cocked his head while he continued to sort bones. "The humans lack manners. They always have."

She closed her eyes for a moment and sorted through his memories of humans. Dozens of worlds flicked through his mind, including earth. He had known humans when they dressed in long robes with wide sashes and swung swords.

Kirai was much, much older than he appeared.

Topaz fished for the last few pieces of human--a handful of toe bones--and gathered the corners of the tarp together. "Well, since this world is not safe for bipedals, I think I had better be going."

"May I accompany you?"

She laughed, imagining the look on the techs faces if she brought him back with her. "I don't think that would be a good idea."

Topaz has been enjoying the small freedoms that each assignment for retrieval has given her. When confronted by deadly insects that have already killed her targets, she has to choose running for her life or finishing her job. She is assisted by another dragon who offers her an option for her time off. He will take her to visit her sister if she will spend some time getting to know him, and part of her is only too delighted to happily to take Kirai up on his offer. Dragons, kidnapping, giant bugs, poisons and meeting a sister she thought dead make for quite the short layover for an active D.A.R.E. agent.
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Tracking

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Return of the Nine #9
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Joining her sister to find their parents across the stars leaves Ianka in the company of a Fury with courtship on...

Ianka felt Vida’s call. Instead of the normal obsession that her sibling was broadcasting, pain had begun to radiate and her life had been in danger.

Ianka had struck camp and headed back to what little civilisation Gaia could offer. Her sister was no longer on their world, but Ianka knew where to find her.

She filled her pack and looked skyward. The new star in the sky contained her sister and she was going to get to her as quickly as she could. There was something very wrong and Vida needed her. She would find out why when she arrived. She had some walking to do.

With plains and hills between her and the city, she had better get started on the hike.

She set her senses to track Vida and was on her way.

 

Five days later, she was stomping up the drive toward the Embassy of the Nine. Vida was no longer in danger, but she wanted Ianka. The call of her sister vibrated through Ianka with every step.

She must have looked savage as she walked toward the gates. The guards took one look at her and released the gate to allow her entrance to the grounds. She nodded and kept plodding on.

Daphne ran out of the building and came to a surprised halt. A greenish man was behind her, and he put a protective arm around her.

Ianka nodded to Daphne and turned toward her husband. “Ambassador Apolan, I am Ianka Senior, and I believe my sister needs to discuss something with me. I need to get to the mother ship.”

He nodded. “Of course. I will make the arrangements, but first, I believe we will offer you the hospitality of a bath and a change of clothing.”

Amusement tinged her smile. “I will gratefully accept.”

Relief flickered across his features and Daphne laughed. “Come this way, Ianka.”

She followed the ambassador’s wife, her one-time friend. She hadn’t seen Daphne since before the Tokkel attack.

Ianka had cut all ties with the Gaian colony when her sister Vida insisted on her obsession with finding their parents. There was no way to find them, and it had been impossible to get that through her sister’s head.

Now, the pull to her sister had grown strong again and there was a certainty in what Ianka was doing. Vida needed her to do something and Vida was in the mother ship, so that is where she would go.

When Daphne showed her to the guestroom, she sighed in admiration. Years of being on her own and wearing leather that she had tanned herself meant that she was a little more attuned to the scents of nature and her own aroma has ceased to be an issue. Being clean was a luxury, and it was something that she looked forward to.

 

 

Joining her sister to find their parents across the stars leaves Ianka in the company of a Fury with courtship on his mind.   

Ianka has spent years blocking out her sister’s mind and the obsession with finding their parents who had been swept into space by the Tokkel. Finally, Vida has located them and summoned Ianka to help her launch the search.
Ianka heads to the mother ship and meets those who will help her gather a group to go out and seek the star and moon base where Vida saw their parents. To her surprise, Vida has found a mate in one of the Nine and is recovering from her childhood frailty with amazing speed. Ianka is the warrior and she will track their parents.
Derion is assigned to her as her escort around the ship, but while their friendship meets all the strictures of the Nine protocols, Ianka is a temptation that he dares not give in to.
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Trained to Destroy

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Tales of the Citadel #20
Published By: Devine Destinies
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A Guardsman wakes a deadly weapon of mythic proportions, Rathi, and she must choose sides with only his earnest ga...

Jarrod dug with the others, seeking the Destroyer of Ichadra. They had only the most vague of location descriptions, but they did seem to be in the correct area.

Jarrod had been a student of the Citadel for years before joining the Sector Guard. As Hidden, he was not on any public rosters, he went in undercover and got the job done.

A cry rang out from the far end of the site, and the diggers all moved to excavate the find. Jarrod kept his mind on his task and his hands busy until the silvery metal and onyx stone was exposed to all of them. The Seeker, running the dig, moved them all back as he tried to read the code to the lock.

Jarrod watched with the others as the Seeker entered code after code, moving his fingers over the glyphs around the opening.

Jarrod and the others sat around, watching as the Seeker worked into the night. For Jarrod, the means of entry was simple, and yet, he could not move. Not yet.

 

It was near dawn when the Seeker keeled over and had to be taken to his tent to rest. Only two men remained near the doorway, and they were both listing over with fatigue. It was time to see if he could take possession of the Destroyer before the Raiders captured one of the greatest weapons in history.

He hid himself and walked to the door in the ground, standing centrally. He knocked with his heel and the door disappeared beneath him.

Jarrod dropped fifteen feet before sliding to a halt. He looked up and the door solidified once again. If they could wake the Seeker, they would figure it out in a few moments, but with the drug he had slipped into the Seeker’s meal, he should have a few hours.

The halls didn’t light as he entered, so he flicked his secondary lids over his eyes to improve his night vision. The tiny bit of light from the end of the passageway was enough to lead him directly to his quarry.

He had no idea what he was seeking. The people of Ichadra were lost to history. No images of them remained. They had been a race who didn’t like strangers. Their Destroyer was designed to keep all invaders at bay. It had been so successful that once the Destroyer had been engaged, no one had seen an Ichadra for six centuries. That had been before the quarantine went up.

He rounded the corner and entered the lightly lit area. Tables and computers covered in thin plexi sheets sparsely occupied it. A taller structure stood against the wall, a sheet draped over it as well. Jarrod shook his head, as it seemed that the Destroyer was a creature of myth and legend, not fact.

He pulled the plexi sheets off one by one, removing the tall covering last.

To say he was shocked by the woman sleeping in full armour and a standing position was to minimize his feelings at the moment. He was stunned to the toes of his boots.

Dark hair was braided away from her face, fine tattoos in the palest gold across her cheeks and dark lining around her eyes that was more pigment than makeup. Her body was clothed in black armour etched with the same gold colouration as her face.

Jarrod reached out to touch her skin, and to his amazement, it was warm. There was a small bell near her head, and he took the hint. He lifted the small hammer and struck the bell.

Her eyes opened wide, and she looked at him in shock but then continued past him. “Who woke me?”

Jarrod reverted to being seen, and he bowed low. “My name is Jarrod, Destroyer. There are those above who wish to capture you to use for their own gain. I am here to tell you that working for the Raiders would cost countless lives.”

Her gold eyes blinked slowly. “You are not one of my people.”

He could literally feel power swirling in the room. “Your people have been dead for nine hundred and fifty-seven years. They were destroyed by a pestilence and none survived.”

She stepped from her platform and the power simmered but remained in the vicinity. All of the hair on Jarrod’s body stood on end.

“Why did you come for me?”

“Because I wanted you free and alert before they came for you. It should be your choice whether you are used or not. I merely came to wake you before they did and offer you a position in the Sector Guard if you want it.”

She took a few steps, the chainmail dags covering her abdomen swinging. “You have come to offer me employment?”

“I have. In the Guard, your free time is your own, and your only duty is to those who are desperate for your help. You will have companionship of others with similar powers, and you are free to come and go as you please.” He inclined his head.

The Destroyer tilted her head as if she heard something in the distance. “You are offering me freedom?”

“I am offering you nothing but the opportunity to choose. You served your people well, but they are gone. You can return to your sleep, but now that your tomb has been unearthed, others will come and try to take by force what you can offer freely.”

She turned and faced him. “They are coming. Are you honest in what you offer? I may have my freedom?”

Jarrod nodded and turned to face the doorway.

The Destroyer wrapped her arms around him from behind and whispered. “I really hope you are telling the truth. Death at my hands would not be pleasant.”

A Guardsman wakes a deadly weapon of mythic proportions, Rathi, and she must choose sides with only his earnest gaze to go on.
Hidden does his work in secret and silence. Searching for the deadly weapon known as the Destroyer of Ichadra, he insinuates himself into an archaeological team looking for the ancient power. The woman he finds is young, strong and can rip him apart at the molecular level with the wave of her hand.
Rathi can remember over sixteen hundred years, but she has slept for the last thousand. The handsome male who wakes her entreats her to do what is right and that alone wins her agreement. When she sees that her world is dead, she must choose to align herself with a current power, and nothing will convince her like a kind word and an offer to help discover what happened to those who came before.
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Tricking Tara

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Sisters of Silverwood #5
Published By: Extasy Books
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Hallowe'en is a time of joy and laughter. And a spooky time for people to be running around in the dark. Tara...
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Hallowe'en is a time of joy and laughter. And a spooky time for people to be running around in the dark. Tara is tired of things moving without someone touching them, even if she is the one doing it. It is impossible for someone to get behind her defenses until she meets two men that manage the feat strictly by Tricking Tara. Will she uncover the subterfuge before its too late?
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Turning Night

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Devine Destinies
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At her five-year anniversary, Max must relive the most traumatic moment in her life, her Turning Night. Max ha...

Max sat at her desk and pondered the calendar. Five years. It was as clear as the nose on the goblin rep’s face; it had been five years since she had been turned into the Abomination. She wondered if they made a greeting card for that.

Fifth anniversary, wood and silverware. She grinned as she imagined that party with a bunch of vampires. Two things traditionally used to kill them and they were obligated to offer them to her. Part of Max was delighted and part dreaded the party in two days.

Anthony knocked on the doorframe. “Apprentice, the Guild Master requests your presence.”

She grinned and got to her feet. “I really doubt that. Any news from Xander and Abby?”

“They are doing well and have renewed their offer of a gnome to call your own.”

Laughter bubbled up. “No, I think I will have to decline that offer. Gregori would probably try and eat it if it irritated him.”

“I do not think that try would be involved.” Anthony sighed and his ears turned pink.

“Is he whistling for me again?”

The Guild Master’s Major Domo nodded with a pained expression.

With a regretful sigh, Max pulled her earplugs out and tucked them in her desk. Her enhanced hearing was part and parcel of being the Abomination. The earplugs helped when Gregori was feeling particularly vocal.

She passed Anthony and patted his shoulder. “It is almost time for some meal.”

He nodded with relief and headed for the kitchen. It was the most soundproofed portion of the Guild Master’s estate.

The windows were being opened to let in the sunset. Gregori had only mild sensitivity to light and Max had none at all.

“Max!”

“Coming, Guild Master.” She wrinkled her nose at the etiquette that she had to obey. He was meeting with a panther shifter with a rather primitive attitude toward women. This was not where she wanted to be right now.

He quieted, so she knew he had heard her. He would have continued bellowing if she hadn’t answered.

Calling this huge place home had taken some getting used to, but now, she navigated easily through the halls to the formal audience chamber.

She paused in the doorway and inclined her head. “You called, Guild Master?”

He was seated at the round table with the shifter. “You took your time, Max.”

“I was not prepared for your summons.”

The panther snorted. He looked like he ate nails for breakfast and he had been in at least two territory disputes that had scarred his face. “Apparently. I thought she had all the strengths of a vampire, including her hearing.”

Max didn’t respond. She looked to Gregori.

“She tends to use earplugs to block me out, Rithak. She needs moments to herself and tries to keep her use of the plugs to daylight hours.” His lips twisted in amusement.

At her five-year anniversary, Max must relive the most traumatic moment in her life, her Turning Night.
Max has lived as the Abomination for five years and this week is her anniversary. Like all vampires, she has to return to the point at which she was turned and relive her original attack and transformation. Max is prepared, but there is a little errand she must run for Gregori before the big night.
A panther shifter has asked for a bodyguard for his sister, and Max agrees to watch the woman as long as she can bring two friends.
Raven Dexter and Hellebore arrive in time to help the very pregnant shifter through a difficult labour while midnight elves wait to take the baby for their own.
After that, Max’s Turning Night is a bit of an anticlimax.
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Valentine's Victory

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Sisters of Silverwood #7
Published By: Extasy Books
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Valentine is the greatest matchmaker of the modern age, but she is handicapped by the fact that she can't rele...
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Valentine is the greatest matchmaker of the modern age, but she is handicapped by the fact that she can't release her inhibitions enough to surrender to love. Mythos is an elven healer, but even he can't make her heart whole unless she submits to herself and acts on her own impulses. Time is ticking, but until Valentine makes herself whole, the Sisters of Silverwood will never fulfil their purpose and magic will not return to the modern age. Let's hope her instincts triumph over her fears.
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Virtual Snow

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Fate kicks Sno into action. She has to rescue a sleeping man of uncommon beauty, and he returns the favour. Sn...

Once the first hour had gone by, Sno filed the readouts and continued her rounds. She managed one circuit of the monitor stations and was just returning to seven when the monitor began to convulse.

Sno hit the alarm and the other medics came running. “Call the backup.”

Teril looked at her in shock. “We sent the spare home.”

“Fine. Get him loose. I will step in.” Against protocol, she opened her helmet and unsealed her bio suit. She put the leads on her own temples the moment they were free, and she heard a crackling in the corners of her mind. She was a good fit.

“I have initial contact. Get me in that bed and hook me up. My patient is trying to wake.”

It was true; the Edinar was fighting to free himself from consciousness.

With the previous monitor taken to a nearby gurney, Sno grabbed new needles and jacked herself in. She set the drips and leaned back as the drugs took her into a deep sleep where the man near her was waiting.

 

A tight bodice, fluttery skirt and long black hair made her laugh. She wasn’t going to look like that when she woke up.

If her patient was being difficult, it was a good idea to use what she could. She unlaced her bodice and jacked her breasts up into an obvious position.

She went looking for the patient and found herself walking into a snowstorm. “Perfect.”

She sucked in a deep breath and waded into the storm hiding the man she was looking for. “Hello? Hello? I am lost.”

Playing the helpless female wasn’t really her style, but whatever it took to calm the patient and get him to relax. It was a long process and his being awake would make it agonizing.

She continued on through the snow, her skin turning white and then blue with cold. She was shaking wildly and continuing to make her way forward, running through the whiteout. She collided with a wall and bounced back to land on her butt.

Hands came out of the wall and lifted her up. She was wrapped against the chest that had been so immovable to her. Her body was shivering uncontrollably.

“Idiot.” She heard his voice, and it was deep and well-modulated for someone of his size.

He walked with her through the snow, covering her with the white fur that was draped around his shoulders.

He kicked open a door and they were suddenly inside a warm, cozy room. He closed the door behind them and carried her to a bed.

He stripped off his clothing quickly and did the same to her. So much for advertising the goods, he looked right past them and pulled her against him before yanking the covers over them both.

She shivered, relaxed and shivered again. “Sssssssooorry.”

Fate kicks Sno into action. She has to rescue a sleeping man of uncommon beauty, and he returns the favour.
Sno has been waiting for her chance to become a monitor, but it appears she is of more value as a medic. When a medical emergency renders a monitor unfit, Sno steps in and rigs herself up to plunge into his mind.
Once inside his mind, she meets the man who has caught her imagination and her heart without even speaking a word.
Kyron was not expecting the woman who crashed into his blizzard but warming her takes priority and his heart is not the only thing heating up when he takes her into his arms.
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Waking Dream

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Tales of the Citadel #23
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Out of her body and lost in space, Wiyra finds solace and help in the form of a tracker who has his own designs on...

Wiyra Kwinto settled into her pod. “Do we have the sites that you want me to check out?”

Her cousin Stennar nodded and grinned. “They are loaded. Feel free to check on them, cuz.”

“I will. I hate it when you use me to surprise other folks on the mining colony.”

He chortled and put her drips into her arms and thighs. “You spoil all my fun.”

“And you like to use me to give people heart attacks. We all have our burdens to bear.” She exhaled and let the gel lining of the pod take her weight. It would keep her hydrated, fed and breathing while her mind went for a walk without her body attached.

She carefully gave Stennar a thumbs up as she used the keys under her left hand to get her locations. Her mind automatically corrected for drift and propulsion, and the next moment, she was out of her body and standing on a slowly rotating asteroid.

She did her standard mineral check. Several hours of walking through the rock layers later, she was confident that it was a viable site. She moved onto the next rock and the one after that.

Six hours out of her body was enough for one day, she returned her astral form to the drifted locale where it should be and ran into a slight problem. The mother-platform was gone. All the surrounding asteroids were in the proper alignment, but the platform where her family and her body were was gone.

Son-of-a-bitch.

 

“Wake up, Master Tracker Burin, I need your help.” She carried on the conversation with her hand inside his skull. It was the only way she could transmit her thoughts into something he would understand.

It had been hard to force her way into Citadel Reevish. The tower and the Masters’ quarters were fully lined against psychic spillage. Apparently, she qualified, but she was also very determined.

He opened his blue-green eyes and jolted in surprise. “I have had this dream, but you were in your body at the time.”

“That is my problem. Someone has stolen my body and my family platform.” She really didn’t want to be here. The last time she had spoken to Burin, he had offered her an amazing amount of money to join Citadel Reevish. She had rudely turned him down and told him where to stuff his offer. Now, she was sitting in his bedroom with her hand inside his skull. Life was unpredictable.

He chuckled. “You are joking.”

He sat up and she moved with him, trying to ignore the muscular nudity of his form. “Could you put some clothes on?”

Out of her body and lost in space, Wiyra finds solace and help in the form of a tracker who has his own designs on her physical self.
 
Wiyra is an astral investigator. She can leave her body and search any specific point in space that she wishes. She merely has to know its location before she leaves herself. A problem arises when she leaves to examine some mineral deposits and returns to the place her body should be, only to find it missing.
Her entire home is missing. Her cousins, grandfather and brothers are all gone with no trace. There is only one person she can turn to, and while it makes her grit her astral teeth, she heads to Citadel Reevish.
Master Tracker Burin is woken from a sound sleep by an astral hand in his head, and while he is startled, delight soon follows. Wiyra has come to him for help and the Citadel does nothing for free. He has her right where he wants her…as soon as he finds her.
 
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Walking Haunt

Written By: Viola Grace
Series: Tales of the Citadel #24
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Yohwen enjoys her life, but when the Citadel comes knocking she has to face change, danger and a man whose touch c...

The final gong rang, and Yohwen started to walk. The first step on the smooth sand tingled through her and she made herself a conduit between the energy of the dead and their living relations. As she slowly paced, paused and paced again, she kept herself focused on letting the dead speak and move through her. The moment she drew even with the first burial site, the glowing figures solidified and were ceremonially embraced by their relatives. She felt a surge of relief and pride that she would not disgrace her temporary title.

The light sprang up around her, and she heard murmurs of surprise as she continued her slow and deliberate pace. Her mind joined the song that the dead brought from the stars. She gave herself up to them, pulling power from the ground beneath her to offer them visible form. Yoh heard chattering, excited sobs, and she kept moving on the sand path laid out just for her.

There was one moment, a few hours in, when an excited child stumbled into her and the light dimmed at the contact with the living. She turned her head, and the child stared up at her in shock before her dead grandmother came up to her and shepherded her back to the family with apologies to the Haunt.

She silently wished the young girl a peaceful transition into activity.

Bemused at the contact with a Haunt in her young stage, it took Yoh a bit of effort to get back into the pacing trance that continued for three more hours.

Niisa was waiting for her at the end with a stool, her shoes, and a soft brush to remove the sand. Yoh sat and let her assistant take care of her. She got to her feet and looked over the largest cemetery in the world. Lights of souls were still there, still active.

“Let them go, Yoh. You have done more than enough.”

“When you miss the ones you love, there is never time enough.” She smiled sadly, and as the dawn began to rise, she let the ghosts fade. The souls returned to the stars, and those left behind smiled with watery eyes.

The conclusion and dissipation of the souls was marked with another gong, and Yohwen was free to return to her quarters, change and get the hell out of the capital city.

On their way back to her staging room, she leaned on her friend. “That was tiring.”

“I can imagine. You lit up far more sites than expected.”

“How many?”

Niisa laughed softly. “I am thinking…all of them. As people started noticing, they called everyone nearby into the city so that they could all participate. You might be getting a bonus for this.”

“Does the bonus take the form of a nap?”

Her friend giggled. “No, I don’t think it does.”

“Then, I am not interested. Back to the room, change of clothing and out of this makeup. I don’t want anyone to recognize me by sight when we leave.”

“Fine. You start scrubbing, I will get the chisel.”

Yohwen enjoys her life, but when the Citadel comes knocking she has to face change, danger and a man whose touch can set her on fire.
 
Yohwen has finally reached the pinnacle of her art. She is the Master Haunt and during the festival week, she wakes the dead for their friends and families for one night only.
The next day she is invited to help the Citadel on a world where the entire population died without a whimper. They were Ysheer, the same species as Yohwen. She can talk to them and let them talk to others in a way that no other being can manage. When her assistant asks to go, there is no choice. She has to go.
Scorcher Orkill was not expecting the lovely creature to agree, but when she did, his heart raced and his body heated in a way he was only used to when his talent was in overdrive.
She is here to do a job, and he is here to help, but once the work is over he has every intention of pursuing her. Unfortunately, something goes horribly wrong.
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Wardstone

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Alethea was born a Warder, as her mother was before her. Until now she has lived only for revenge. Can the dragon&...
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Alethea was born a Warder, as her mother was before her. Until now she has lived only for revenge. Can the dragon's embrace stop her from avenging her mother and destroying the village that took her life? Or will his love be too late to stop her from destroying the Wardstone?
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Washed Up

Written By: Viola Grace
Published By: Extasy Books
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Safi has been a pilot for years, never expecting to end her days on an interdicted planet, but blowing out her eng...
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Safi has been a pilot for years, never expecting to end her days on an interdicted planet, but blowing out her engines and lawn-darting into the ocean set her fate. She wakes and is told that her body will not last long enough to allow her to survive to a rescue, but there is an option. She can find a husband and join the underwater colony with a full transformation to water breathing, or she can die in under a week. For a woman whose prime personality trait is survival, it isn't too much of a choice.
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