Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Viola Grace
Word Count :16416
Publication Date :2011-05-25
Series : Sector Guard#18
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-835-2
Unable to live a productive life on her home world, Drahali finds a new purpose in the Sector Guard with her new partner, the Multiple Organism.
Drahali has lived her life as a freak, a woman who was far more than one of the guys. Her strength was limitless, but it doomed her to a life alone until the day the Sector Guard recruiter arrived and offered her a chance to be his partner and possibly more. Remar suffered the same fate on his home world with his body able to split into multiple incarnations of the original. Meeting a woman who was petite, adorable and could snap him in two would have frightened a lesser man, but he could be more than she could handle any time he wished.
“Sir, you wanted a demonstration? What did you have in mind?” She used the manners that her mother insisted on.
“I have a shuttle parked over the ridge, in the authorized zone. Nice blend of technology you have here.” He was stumbling over his own words.
Her mother puffed up with pride. “We left the city for the joys of the land. When the city opened up spreads for ecologically friendly family farming, we jumped at the chance. Now that we are situated out here, I think it would be good for Dra to see some sights among the stars.”
Drahali blinked at the swift turn of her mother’s comment. It wasn’t like Nrahali to be that direct. Like most of the Eorghani, she was the soul of etiquette and decorum.
“That may be a possibility. Shall we?” He gestured to the front of the house and she preceded him.
The spot he mentioned was fifteen minutes away. He drew even with her as they marched to his shuttle. “You don’t wear footwear?”
“Not much call for it here. My soles are tough enough to take most punishment and my talent seems to protect me from most damage.”
“How long have you had this talent? Does it strictly have to do with strength?”
“No. I can also do this.” She hopped up on a rock and stomped one bare foot. The rock shattered beneath her sole.
“Is your talent constant, or do you trigger it?” He seemed genuinely admiring.
“Constant. Is yours triggered, or is that too personal a question?” She blushed when she realized that she might have passed on a taboo.
“Considering that I am about to ask you every involved question I can think of, you have the right to reciprocate.” He smiled at her and her stomach flipped. “My talent is activated. I operate under code name, Multi.”
“That brings several images to mind, but I suppose I will learn.”