In the sequel to ‘Merkers’ Outpost,’ Lady Alexandra and Lt. Vanster arrive on Arnica in the middle of a hostile take over of the planet. Their assignment was to find hostiles from their side of the galaxy and to neutralize them in accordance to the planets laws. Major Zohra finds herself landing in the middle of a lake at a monastery with a Sha’Kar to guide her to understanding the rules of a honorable warrior by Arnica’s standards. When their paths cross again, there will certainly be fireworks…not to mention a certain dance to make them bondmates.
NOTE: This is an unedited version. When it was originally published the editor removed chapters due to the story was too long. I have added the chapters back and added more to the story, as well as pictures. If you’re sensitive to errors I suggest you purchase the published e-book version. Enjoy. Read story:
It felt like Lonnie led many lifetimes and finally she was settling down where she felt safe enough to call home, however, the call to return to space led her back to dangerous adventures she seemed to have a need for.
Traveler started the Relic Hunters by presenting to a group of archeologist and those in the related fields a chance to raise themselves to a higher purpose. Those that were interested were given one rule:If they found any item of power developed or created eons or days ago they were to honor the story behind it and ensure it was delivered to where it was needed to fulfill its purpose.
Calose had three days to stay out of trouble on Dysta Space Station, a small station that did minor ship repair and at a reasonable cost. It seemed a safe idea to keep under the eye of the surveillance cameras so hustlers and pick-pockets wouldn’t bother her, but no loitering was allowed, and cruising through stores without purchasing anything caught the attention of the security bots. Her thought was to sleep the days away with a good reader in a sleeping cubicle but the ones in safe locations were already occupied. While she moved around she spied a potential spot to sleep, and when the station moved into nightshift, she settled for a light nap. Her sleep was disturbed when a relic was dropped in her lap and for the next few days she spent trying to avoid relic Hunters, until she found who the relic belonged to.
Leona Bestolie’s life started when she chose her required time in public service as an ambassador’s courier on another planet. When her service came to an end, instead of returning home, she chose to expand her horizons, most notably on other planets. Her new job as an Observer, provided her training in new professions, expanding on her talents. She became comfortable in her twenty-years as a professional dancer on board a space cruise liner, visiting exotic places and the opportunity to making unusual friends, as well as sending reports to HQ about her observations. In her twentieth year in space she was assigned a new handler in both her Observer role and as a professional dancer. What she wasn’t expecting was that multiple attempts on her life were made after the changes, and her new entertainment agent’s assignment to babysit a diva. Never upstage a diva, was her constant self-reminder. She should also have listened to her friend and guarded her heart.
After twenty years of being employed as an entertainer, Lonnie was officially retired from her dancing contract with agent and cruise liner. She looked forward to visiting space ports Earl Gray didn’t fly near but first, she had a pressing engagement on Amant. Caline, the woman who recruited her to work as a civilian for HQ as an Observer, under the guise of an entertainer on a space cruise ship, sent a request for her to stop and see her. From there, she planned on hitting various space ports on her way to seeing another friend, and then, hopefully, the construction on her new home located on a frontier planet, would be completed. Maybe by then the travel bug wouldn’t be so strong.
Merker’s Outpost has a secret that spans galaxies. Below its hostile, barren red surface, a once-thriving research complex now lies seemingly deserted, watched over by an entity called Guardian. Lieutenant Harriet Montran, a Collective Space Centurion officer, is betrayed by her shipmates and stranded on Merker’s surface. She is rescued by Guardian, who enlists her aid to evict a group of smugglers who have set up base in one of the Outpost’s underground cities. Major Zohra, an undercover operative for the secret watchdogs of the galaxy, Naboth’s Vine, is also on Merker’s Outpost. She has infiltrated the smugglers with the intent of ending their illegal trafficking in sentient beings. Montran and Zohra join forces with Guardian to thwart the smugglers and protect Merker’s Outpost. Soon, the bond that joined them when they were cadets flares anew. Confronted by smugglers, renegade soldiers, programmed assassins, and betrayal within their own ranks, Montran and Zohra are caught in a desperate race to discover the planet’s secret before it falls into the wrong hands. Can their feelings survive it? Can they?
What does the captain of a space freighter, a mortleige, a covert operator, and a mix of passengers and crew on the Wesley have in common? The Ruger. A relic bent on imposing it’s will over other problems, from pirate attacks, hostile corporation take-overs, disappearing crew and passengers, and chronic system failures, to find the right vehicle to complete it’s mission.
Taking up right after the end of ‘Arnica,’ Lt. Commander Lady Alexandra Montran newly married to Major JG Zohra have a one year trip back to their neck of the galaxy with Lt. Megan Vanster along as Commander Montran’s aide. The women refused to spend the year long trip back in sleep pods when there was plenty of unexplored space their respective superiors would be interested in knowing about; or, that was their argument. This is the beginning of their voyage home…and home is an operative word…