Edenvale's Secret

Star Fighters 1

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 25,000
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On the family homestead, Fern Everdean noticed strange things had begun to happen. Crops withered. Livestock suddenly died. All without explanation. When she suggested calling for assistance from bounty hunters, everyone apart from her seemed against it. Never comfortable obeying orders, Fern contacted Star Fighters Inc who sent Kris to her planet, a sexy, young but badly scarred bounty hunter nursing a hatred of pirates and an embarrassing dry spell that made him want her all the more. Together they discover sordid secrets about her planet and themselves.

Edenvale's Secret
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Edenvale's Secret

Star Fighters 1

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 25,000
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Zarson studied the young man. He hated to say it, but there was part of him that was glad Cyril was in one of his moods. Each time presented an opportunity for him to get that amulet away from Cyril.

If he could just convince the mortal to snatch it off Cyril's neck, Cyril would cease to have any power over him. The amulet was harmless to mortals and since they didn't understand its power, they wouldn't be about to use it against him.

Problem was, none of the young men Cyril had chosen in the past were brave enough to get that close to the vampire. And Cyril knew Zarson would try to take advantage of that opportunity. He was always prepared.

"Andrew?" Zarson said, sitting on the chair opposite him. He reached out and took his hand.

The young man actually blushed.

"I need your help. Do you think you could help me do something?"

"Anything," he breathed. "Anything you want."

Zarson smiled faintly, not sure if that was the trance talking or Andrew himself. "Good. I need you to take something from Cyril. When I give you the sign, pull that amulet off his neck and throw it out the window. Can you do that?"

He nodded. "Yes. Anything. I want you." He met his eyes.

"Only when I tell you to."

"When you tell me, I will take the amulet."

"Good."

"Your eyes were yellow. Now they are the most beautiful shade of green."

"Oh yeah?" He laughed.

"How…how did you…you were a beautiful big cat and then…you are so beautiful, a beautiful man and…" Andrew got up. He reached out and placed his hand on Zarson's chest, then straddled his hips and attempted to kiss him.

"Whoa, wait," Zarson protested, fending him off. "Sit down now," he got to his feet and pushed the young man back to the sofa. He knew Cyril wouldn't want them to start without him present. It was not a good idea to make him angry. If he was displeased, he would kill this young mortal on sight. "Be patient."

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