Spark: Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides (Intergalactic Dating Agency)
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“Why do you keep calling me Trixie? My name is Alana. How hard is that to say?” Alana enunciated, “A-la-na!”
Carrie arched a brow. “Really? You’re name is Alana?”
A few of the bridesmaids nodded their heads in confirmation.
“Yes,” Alana cried. “And you wonder why no one likes you.”
“So you had me kidnapped?” Carrie charged.
“What? No, I-I-I…” Alana stammered. It didn’t take a genius to see the woman was lying.
“What did you do?” Missy demanded. The other bridesmaids inched away from Alana like she was toxic sludge. “You told me your gambling problem was under control after those pictures of you losing at strip poker hit the internet and embarrassed all of us.”
“I had to. They threatened me. I had to,” Alana said, desperate for her friends to understand. “They wanted to take you, Missy, but I said no. Too many people would notice, so I suggested they borrow Carrie. Same family money. They said it would be easy. All I had to do was tell them when Carrie was alone. And she kept disappearing and—don’t look at me like that!”
“You know, Alana, I thought I’d want to take a punch at you or yell or… but you’re not worth it. Instead, I’ll let the authorities deal with you. There are a couple of police detectives waiting outside to talk to you.” Carrie gestured to the door. Two Las Vegas detectives entered the room. “They heard everything you just said.”
Alana looked as if she was going to run, but she tripped on her high heels and fell against a table.
“It’s almost like she cuffed herself,” one of the detectives muttered to the other as he drew Alana’s hands behind her back. “We’ll be in touch. Don’t leave town.”
Kal grinned, as if they were speaking to him. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
“You,” the detective nodded at Carrie, “don’t leave town.”
“This is a disaster. It’s like the universe doesn’t want me to have a wedding,” Missy half cried, half whined. She buried her face in Chucky’s chest. “What are we going to do?”
“You’re going to get married,” Carrie said firmly. “You’re going to clean up your face, put on your dress, and have that evening ceremony you always dreamed of.”
“But Alana?” Missy looked from the men toward the unequal number of women.
“Sandra looks to be about Alana’s dress size,” Carrie said.
“The wedding planner?” Missy questioned.
“Why not?” Chucky inserted. “It’s either that or we have to disinvite one of the guys. You paid her to take care of things. Well, let her take care of it.”
Missy gave a small laugh. “Ok, the wedding planner it is. Someone find Sandra.”
Pat moved to fetch the wedding planner.
“We’re getting married,” Missy said in excitement to Chucky.
Carrie pulled Kal’s hand toward the side of the room.
“Are you going to tell her?” Kal asked.
“That we were married first thing this morning by an Elvis impersonator at a drive-thru window and stole her wedding date?” Carrie chuckled. “No, let her have her grand event. She’s been through enough drama. I have everything I need right there.”
Bells and alarms went off around them. It was if the whole place had sensed their union. Kal smiled, as he looked over her head. She turned to see what he was staring at.
It was Knower, and others like him, who Carrie had never noticed before that moment. Yellow light glinted in their eyes briefly to give them away. There was one at almost every table, and by the sound of the machines they were clearly cashing in on some big wins. Floor managers scurried between the tables in confusion.
“A savant’s revenge.” Kal laughed as Knower stepped down from his stool and bowed towards the happy couple in the midst of the calamity.
“I’m not sure Earth is ready for the likes of Knower and his kind,” Carrie said. “Let alone Spark, Flame, and Blaze.”
“It better get ready,” Kal pulled her closer. “Sev swore he wouldn’t leave this planet unless all of us were on the transport back home, and I have no plans of ever going anywhere without you by my side. It’s not like Galaxy Brides can make us return if we don’t want to. What are they going to do? Start an intergalactic event in violation of Federation law? I don’t think so.”
“Life is never going to be the same, is it?” Carrie whispered, pulling his lips towards hers.
“Not if I have anything to do with it,” Kal answered before capturing her with his kiss.
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Empath and space pirate, Evan Cormier is obsessed with decoding an ominous premonition about his future. When a fellow crewman angered a spirit, the vengeful Zhang An took her wrath out on everyone in the vicinity. Evan just happened to be one of them. He’s now facing a future in which he’ll be forever alone.
Lady Josselyn of the House of Craven has been betrayed. With her home world on a Florencian moon under attack and her family dead, she finds herself at the mercy of the one who deceived them. There is only one thing left to do—die with honor. But before she can join her family in the afterlife, she must first avenge all that she held dear. Falling in love with a pirate was never in the plan. Evan and his thieving crewmates might have delayed her fate, but they can’t stop destiny.
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Craven Estates, Earth Settlement, Florencia’s Fifth Moon
“Lift her,” the General ordered, his shiny boots walking away from her, taking her reflection with it.
Two men hauled her to her feet, holding her up by her arms. Josselyn suppressed a cry as they jerked her dislocated shoulder. She couldn’t see their faces, didn’t need to. Her body hurt so badly she couldn’t tell where the pain was coming from anymore.
The one who’d betrayed them stood before her. General Jack Stephans. He’d deceived her family and the fifth moon settlement. He’d traded them
in for money and power. Josselyn lifted her gaze briefly to the hard depths of the steel green eyes before her. She wanted to kick, to give one last good blow, to go down fighting, but she couldn’t raise her limbs.
“Poor little Josselyn, so heartbreaking,” the General grabbed her chin and swiped beneath her eye. He looked young, was in fact very young for his position, only a few years older than her six and twenty. And yet they all knew so much more of fighting than anyone their age should, than anyone ever should.
“We gave you a home,” she whispered. “How could you do this? How could you join them?”
“You gave me a place in your stables,” he spat, his grip tightening on her chin, bruisingly so. “Not a place at your table. Not a place by your side. Not equal. They gave me a rank, a title. They give me respect. They give me a place in this world.”
“Jack,” she said, her voice softening for the orphan boy they’d found over twenty years ago. If she begged him, maybe fate could be turned around; maybe this day could be erased. Fate had spit them out in a whirlwind of chance and deceit. Maybe all that had happened wasn’t his fault. Maybe it wasn’t hers. None of it mattered. None of it changed the fact that he had taken everything she held dear, everyone, and now he was robbing her of her family home. Her tone hardened and she closed her eyes. “General.”
“Look at me, Josselyn,” he said. His tone caught even as his grip on her face tightened until his fingers pressed the inside of her cheeks against her teeth. “You’re so cold. Even now, your face is composed. Is one, lonely tear all the passion you can muster?”
“I am Lady Josselyn of the House of Craven.” Her eyes opened slowly, focusing on the shiny white of his uniform. It gleamed with the orange glow coming from the fireplace. The material looked odd in the drabber earth tones many on the fifth moon wore. Theirs was a world based on Medieval Earth. Each moon in the Florencian system was different, each settlement patterned off a singular time in the human past, times that history had almost forgotten. But the principals of the ancestors who’d established the colonies no longer applied. Times were different now. What had started as preservation of history had turned into reality, into laws and a way of life they all believed in as generation after generation was raised into the worlds of the Florencian moons.
The General shook her by the face until finally she forced her eyes to meet his. He looked angry, hurt, wildly hopeful. “I can save you. I can say you had nothing to do with the treachery of your family. No one wants to kill a woman of noble blood. The line of Craven doesn’t have to die. I will take your name; the name denied me by your father.”
Was he serious? She knew he’d asked her father for her hand in marriage. In fact, she’d dismissed the proposal with the full knowledge he only asked because he wanted power. Did he think she could love him now? Want him? Take him into her bed?
He must have read the answer on her face because his own expression hardened. She knew Jack. He wouldn’t ask again.
“I suppose not,” he said, almost sad. “Even if you agreed, I could never trust you not to take a blade to my back. Not after today.” He sighed heavily. “Not after this.”
“Ago,” she whispered, even her voice beginning to fail in its strength, “pugna quod int-”
“Quiet your tongue! This house is mine. Mine.” He let go of her chin and her head drooped. “And you can die knowing that I have taken more than what you all refused to give me in life.”
“A place at our table,” Josselyn said, her tone softer still, the will to live leaving her. Her heart called out to her ancestors, to her dead family, begging them to come and get her.
“My table,” he answered, stepping away. The General lifted a gun, pointing it at her head. She heard the telltale click of metal on metal. The weapon was not one found on the fifth moon. They fought with swords and axes, like the old medieval ways. Though technology was available, not using it was a point of honor. He must have brought the weapon from another moon. Perhaps the Victorians? The Elizabethans? It appeared to be too old to be from much later in time.
“Do it, Jack.” She didn’t look at him as she waited for the final discharge of the gun, the loud bang before the end. When it didn’t come, she repeated, the words a mere mouthing of her lips, “Do it.”
“Speed you to a quick end, Josselyn Craven,” Jack whispered. “You all brought this on yourselves.”
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