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Powered Up

Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : Viola Grace

ISBN :978-1-55487-617-4

Page :76

Word Count :18000

Publication Date :2010-07-28

Series : Sector Guard#11

Heat Level :

Available Formats : Powered Up (pdf) , Powered Up (prc) , Powered Up (epub) , Powered Up (mobi)

Category : Romance

  • Product Code: 978-1-55487-617-4

Controlling technology is fine, but when a super powered hunk tells you he is your new partner, you follow wherever he leads.

Ilsa Kimoni has spent the last three years saving her own people in privacy, locked away in the seizure centre on Pahnnan. When a member of the Sector Guard request and demands her skills, she has no choice but to say yes. Controlling technology is her talent, but she will need skill and patience to deal with her new partner, Razer. Born of the warlike mercenary race, Kozue, he is appalled at her lack of physical skills but captivated by her deep brown eyes. What could Commander have been thinking to pair him with such a soft, golden, sexy female? She would be more distraction than assistance. When she powers up, she proves her worth, and still distracts the hell out of him.

"What brings the Sector Guard to my door, so to speak?" She kept eye contact with him, but it was difficult. Her dark brown gaze was no match for his silver one.

"We have received a report that you are exhibiting symptoms of being a candidate for the Sector Guard."

She blinked. "Who are you?"

His cheeks bronzed even more. "I am sorry, my name is Razer. I am one of the Guardsmen out of Udell Base."

"What report could you possibly have gotten on me?" She was curious. She drummed her fingers on the edge of the chair.

"That you have a talent for animating large pieces of equipment."

Ilsa's lips twitched in an effort to squelch the run of amusement that his statement caused. The double entendre was only in her mind. "I have never declared any such thing. What could have possibly triggered a report?"

He looked at her legs for a moment. "Can I ask you a question?"


"What is wrong with your legs?"

She giggled. It was nice that he was direct. "Nothing. Well, they are a little weak, but there is no reason for the chair."

"Then why are you in it?"

"Because they are afraid I will have a seizure when I am standing, so they have alarmed the chair to keep me from falling. It's stupid, but I can't check out under my own steam." She snorted and wiggled her toes, but when she shifted her weight, the chair chirped a warning. "See?"

"So, they are imprisoning you here?" His voice took on a harsh tone that was endearing to her and seemed to surprise him.

"Yes and no. If I go without a seizure for six months I will be free to go."

His lips twitched. "Why can't you?"

"Because, for example, if I did have talent, it might read as a seizure and my body might be locked in an unconscious state. Hypothetically."

He smiled outright. "Indeed. Hypothetically." He chuckled, a rusty sound that made her wish she was out of that chair and preening for his attention so that the smile would bathe her in its light.

"What would your talent be, hypothetically?"

He already knew, she could see it in his face. "Well, if I were to have a seizure, as they call it…I would send my conscious mind into a mobile machine and use it like my own body." She smiled. "Hypothetically."

"What kind of machines?"

"Walkers, transports, boats, anything that can move, but you knew that already." She squinted at him and he grinned again.

"I do. Would you be willing to leave Pahnnan?" It was a formal request and she read it as such.

"I would. There is nothing left for me here." Once her parents had died, there was no one left to miss her.

"Excellent. I will make the arrangements." He rose and bowed to her.

She smiled. "That's it?"

"That is it. You have already been cleared to leave the surface and the training centre at Udell is awaiting a woman's touch." His lips were twitching again.

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