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Nina had a mission, an assignment
and an untimely death. Hart was a monk and a healing talent with a
body that could kill her. Again.
Excerpt: The disgruntled would-be-lover threw her to the ground in the town square, summoning attention with a sharp whistle. He disappeared into the shadows while she got to her feet. The low cough behind her sent a chill down her spine. Nina swung around and faced what she feared. One of the guards of the Braykor penal colony was aiming a blaster at her abdomen. “No. Please. Don’t.” Her search for the missing Nyal representative was about to be cut very short. It was no use. With an evil gleam in his eyes, he pulled the trigger and the resulting pain and flare of light blinded her as she fell to the ground. It was really turning into a bitch of a day.
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Hart Len saw the blast, but was too late to stop the guard from shooting the woman before he pulled the trigger. As soon as the guard rejoined his squad to continue their explorations, Hart ran to the woman’s side. She was dead. Her skin was paling rapidly. Cursing, he scooped her up and carried her into his structure. He only had seconds and there was no guarantee that it would work. He laid her on his bunk and smoothed her hair from her face. She wasn’t Nyal, her skin was far too pale. Hart meditated for a moment and concentrated his life force into the centre of his body in preparation for giving it to the delicate creature on his bed. When he was ready, he leaned forward to place his lips on hers, the better to transfer the energy through the kiss of life. Just before he made contact, her chest heaved and she coughed, opening her eyes to see him inches from her. The scream she let out was enough to make his ears ring and the fist she slammed into his chest carried enough energy to stop his own heart if he hadn’t been using his own talent already. “What in the eleven hells was that?” He could only blink in astonishment as the woman sat up with her hands to the burn on her abdomen. “Who are you? What were you doing?” “Well, you were dead…” “I was dead?” “Yes.” “Oh. Then what were you…ew.” The expression on her face showed him her thought processes. He almost laughed and it surprised him. Nothing had amused him since he had been sent here to Braykor. “I was preparing to revive you. The blaster shorts out energy and if I get to a victim quickly enough, I can restart their body. If your soul had fled, I would simply have withdrawn the power.” “So you weren’t trying to have sex with my corpse?” Her hands were holding the fabric of her shift tightly against her. The exposed skin in the blaster strike zone made his mouth water. “Not with your corpse. No.” He couldn’t help it, he smiled as he eyed her from head to toe.
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Nina was astonished by the man in front of her. He knelt on the floor calmly and with the control of a ruler in a throne room. His eyes were deep amber, his body a lovely mocha and a bright shock of golden hair topped his head. The muscles he had were not due to a life of incarceration, this man had been a warrior before he came to Braykor. She knew her own vivid colouring would be gaining his attention. Her violet eyes never failed to elicit comments and her scarlet hair made an excellent frame for those assets. “Who are you?” “Hart Len. And you are?” He looked offended when she started laughing. “I am Nina Snelling. I have been sent to retrieve you.” His blonde eyebrows rose in surprise. “How are you planning to do that?” Nina dropped her face into her hands and scrubbed her face. “I have no idea.” Groaning, she rubbed the back of her neck. He sighed and stood, coming to a halt next to the bed. “Turn. I will help with the taut muscles.” “What?” “I will help you. Now turn.” Nina turned. She sat still, her other sense tuned to the energy building up behind her. When he touched her, she almost shrieked with surprise. Her body was overwhelmed with a hot rage of lust that froze her in place as his powered hands started to rub, squeeze and massage the muscles that had snapped tight when the blaster hit. Shocked by the lust, she did all she could to stay relaxed and calm as he worked his hands down her body. A rich chuckle from her masseuse made her suspicious. “Why are you laughing, Hart?” “You are keeping yourself from succumbing to my touch. It isn’t something most women here would bother with. How did you come to be at the colony?” “It is a rather long story.” “We can’t get off this rock, so you may as well let me in on your secrets.” The low tone he used made her want to strip naked and show him all her secrets. It was warm velvet with a trail of silken heat. All in a voice. Damn he was dangerous. “I am an Alliance Hunter, here as part of an exchange program. I was to retrieve you and bring you back to Stalen Kari. It is a monastery, I believe.” “It is.” “You are a monk?” Her breath was coming faster now, his hands were working the muscles of her lower back and her belly trembled at that closely applied heat. “Yes.” That one word acted like a blast of cold air up her skirt.
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