by Susan Hayes
Joran laughed. “I asked the same question. The answer is hard to believe, but I’ve seen the verified reports. Some of these people, humans, already carry Pyrosian genes.”
“How?” Vadir demanded, too stunned by the revelation to manage more than a single word.
“I’ll send you the report, and our experts’ best guess as to how it happened. It makes for interesting reading, but the short version is, this is real.”
“Our mates are out there, on another planet? And we’re just going to wander over there, explain matters, and bring them back here? Do you know how insane that sounds?”
Joran nodded. “I know. Read the reports. Make whatever preparations you have to, and tell no one where you’re going. The Firebrand leaves in twelve solar cycles. We’ve both been commanded to be on board. I don’t recommend being late.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it. An order is an order.” And apparently this was one command he wasn’t going to be able to charm or buy his way around. Vadir recalled the final line of the missive he’d received. You will go to Earth and determine if the female is your mate. If she is, then you are hereby commanded to bring her home to Pyros.
“There’s more at stake than you know. This is one command no one is going to be allowed to decline.”
“Then I’ll see you in twelve cycles. I don’t suppose I’m going to be allowed to do some trade negotiations while I’m there?”
Joran laughed at him. “Father said you’d ask, and his answer is no.”
“I had to ask.”
“Of course you did. We’ll talk again soon. I’ll send you over the file with all the information we have on your match. It’s not much, but at least you can see what she looks like. Her name is Lisa.”
“Thanks.”
Joran signed off, leaving Vadir alone in his office.
I’m going to be mated. The thought hit him with the force of a rogue comet strike. He’d never imagined this day would come. Hadn’t planned for it. Why would he when there were so few unmated females on Pyros? He enjoyed the occasional dalliance with females from the planets he visited for business, but those were simple, short-term affairs. Taking a mate was anything but simple, which was why Vadir had hoped to avoid it. But not even his wealth and power allowed him to refuse a royal command.
Faced with a new challenge, Vadir did what he did best. He set aside his emotions and focused on making a plan. He’d just been ordered negotiate the biggest deal of his life, and failure was not an option. If the King and Queen wished him to bring back a mate, then that’s what he’d do.
He returned to his desk and located the file Joran had mentioned. He needed to know as much about this Lisa as he could. Every being he’d ever met had a price. This female would be no exception. All he had to do was determine what she wanted, and offer it to her in exchange for leaving her primitive, isolated world to join him on Pyros and live in luxury for the rest of her life. It should be an easy sell.
Business had been slow all day, but that suited Lisa Woods just fine. She was still nursing a hangover from the wine she’d drunk last night. Or maybe it was an ice cream overdose. She pondered that idea for a moment and then rejected it. There was no such thing as too much ice cream.
There had definitely been too much wine, though. That’s the only reason she had broken her vow to never go back to online dating. Apparently, four glasses was all it took to drown out the voice of reason. The proof was in her email inbox this morning: confirmation of registration to the Star-Crossed Dating Service.
At least she hadn’t done it alone. She’d dragged Maggie and Gwen along with her on a quest for what the email promised would be an out of this world dating experience.
“I could use a little out of this world,” she mused to herself as she looked around. Vancouver was a beautiful city, but it was easy to forget that when you never got to compare it to anywhere else. Lisa had spent her whole life here, and she dreamed of taking off to explore the world someday. Someday was still a long way off, though, considering she barely earned enough money to eat and make her rent.
Lisa made her living drawing caricatures and quick sketches for tourists. It wasn’t exactly a glamorous or high-paying job, especially when the tourists were few and far between. It was still early in the season, which meant the artists and street performers that dotted the seawall outnumbered their potential customers. She could head home to work on her paintings, but the spring sunshine was too nice to head indoors yet.
She sat underneath the canopy of her umbrella, idly sketching her surroundings when inspiration struck. She opened her sketch book to a fresh page and started drawing, the world around her fading away as she worked. Apart from the occasional pause to push her blonde hair back from her face, she stayed focused on the face taking shape on the paper.
Her mystery man had dark hair with a hint of curl in it, a strong jaw, and a mouth that curved up into an arrogant smile. Try as she might, she couldn’t get his eyes right, though. She’d drawn them dark and brooding, staring back at her from beneath a lightly furrowed brow. She kept working at them, and then, in a flash of insight, she knew what was wrong. She reached out with a bare foot to snag the strap of her crocheted art supply bag and pulled it close enough she could reach it without setting down the sketch book.
She fished out two of the the artist’s pens she used for signing her work and considered them for a moment. Gold or silver? She dropped the silver one back into her bag and quickly added a few gold highlights to her creation’s eyes.
“Better.” She stared at the face she’d drawn, wondering where her muse had drawn her inspiration from this time. It wasn’t a face she recognized from television or the movies. And if she’d ever laid eyes on a man that good-looking in person, she’d damned sure wouldn’t forget it. Especially not with those amazing eyes.
A breeze stirred, lifting her hair off her shoulders and ruffling the page of her book so that his eyes seemed to sparkle with silent amusement.
Lisa had long ago learned that when her muse took over like this, it was because the universe was trying to tell her something. Her friends teased her about her it, but they knew it was true. After all, she’d drawn pictures of both Gwen and Maggie days before they’d met. She’d drawn other things, too. Warnings that she had been too young and innocent to understand at the time. She wasn’t innocent anymore, though. These days, when the universe whispered in her ear, she listened.
The wind came up again, lifting the hem of her skirt so that it swirled around her legs and sending goose bumps chasing down her spine. Something was coming. She stared down at the picture in her hands. Or someone.
Vadir releases October 19th, 2017
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KASH
Star-crossed Alien Mail Order Brides #3
What do you do when your planet runs out of women? Send for takeout, of course.
Kash knows he’ll never be allowed to claim a mate. A lifetime of military service has left him too battle-scarred and broken to be considered for the off-world mating project his rulers have created to save their people.
His job is to make sure the more fortunate males get to Earth to retrieve their mates. All he has to do is pilot the ship, stay undetected, and keep an eye on things from orbit. It should be the easiest mission of his career…until he lays eyes on the one thing he never expected to find. His mate.
This book contains a hopeful romantic who is giving up hope, and a soldier who is about to discover that love doesn’t obey orders, and it can’t be bound by rules.
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Susan lives out on the Canadian west coast surrounded by open water, dear family, and good friends. She’s jumped out of perfectly good airplanes on purpose and accidentally swum with sharks on the Great Barrier Reef.
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