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It took longer than Grady calculated but at last, the continent loomed ahead. As they drew near the coast, he expected to see signs of civilization but saw none. Even when they passed over the landmass, there were still no signs. They flew over an inlet that appeared slightly familiar but still looked wrong. Gazing down a frown came to his face.

“What?” asked Tuyen.

“Something doesn’t make sense here. Right over there should be Machala , Ecuador a sizable city.” Tilting the wings slightly, he pointed to the location, “but as you can see for yourself, there’s no sign of it. In fact, there isn’t any sign of people at all. I’ve flown over Machala several times in the past and this bay looks like the right one, but it’s somehow different. I’m going to fly up north and try landing near Guayaquil an even larger city. Besides I need to get this plane on dry land and assess any damage.”

“Grady, I haven’t been able to get anyone on the radio either. There’s nothing. I’ve searched many bands and there is just nothing. No chatter at all.”

When he was unable to spot any airports, he finally landed the plane in the large river that emptied into the bay. Extending the wheels, he drove up on shore. After shutting the engines down, he got out to begin his inspection. Both Tuyen and Carson went with him. Lush dark-green jungle foliage ended a few yards from the sandy shore.

“Grady, while you check the plane I’m going to look around a little,” Mr. Naplier said.

“I wouldn’t advise going into the jungle Mr. Naplier. Especially not alone,” Grady advised.

“No, I’m just going to walk along the beach. And please, call me Carson.”

“Okay, Carson , but stay close.”

“I will.”

He didn’t find any major damage and looked up at Carson ’s shout. When they joined him, Carson pointed to the tracks on the beach. They came from the jungle, to the water, and then led back into the jungle. The tracks were the right size and shape to be made by a person.

“Well I guess there are people around here. Maybe we can follow these tracks and find a village. Then maybe they can tell us where we are. If we’re really lucky, they may have a radio,” Grady said.

“Grady, I’ll remind you that I’m hardly dressed to go hiking through the jungle. Besides it’s going to get dark soon.” Tuyen nodded toward the setting sun.

“I think we should sleep in the plane and get an early start in the morning. Does everybody agree?” He looked at Tuyen and Carson who both nodded in agreement.

They stood facing the jungle and listened to the sounds of the birds chirping. Grady wondered how far they would have to walk before they found the village. The chirping stopped and the jungle grew quiet. Almost eerily quiet. The three of them nearly jumped out of their skins when an ear-splitting roar broke the silence. Dashing back to the plane they scrambled onboard. Tuyen looked at first Grady and then Carson in fear.

“What the fuck was that?” she asked.

Carson shrugged. “I have no idea. I’ve never heard a sound like that before.”

“I don’t know either, but I don’t want to be on this damn beach when we find out.”

Hurriedly, Grady went through the startup process and soon the engines roared to life. Turning the plane, he headed out into the water. When he was several hundred yards from shore, he slowed the engines and let the plane drift. Looking around, he spotted what he was searching for. The island was large enough to have some good-sized trees but small enough, he hoped, to be uninhabited by any large creatures. He had Tuyen idle up the engines to hold the plane in place. He stripped to his boxers and waded to shore with a rope that was attached to the nose of the plane.

After tying the rope off to one of the trees, he returned. Slowly, Tuyen idled down the engines and finally shut them down when they determined the rope would hold the plane in place. With the engines silenced, it was very quiet on the water. So quiet that they could easily hear the jungle noises in the distance. In addition to the normal chirping of birds and other sounds, they could not identify, several more loud roars, split the air.

Grady climbed back onboard, nodded to Carson along the way and squished to the cockpit in his wet clothes. “The current isn’t strong but to be on the safe side, I’m going to tie off another rope,” he announced. “In the meantime, how about getting out some blankets and pillows for us?”

Tuyen made an awful face. “You’re asking me to go back in that cabin alone with Mr. hands? You know how much I dislike him.”

“You could always go wading in your mini and tie off the plane partner. This is South America though, and there are many fine aquatic creatures that may be in the water Do I need to remind you you’re wearing a mini that is open at the bottom.”

“Ick that is a disgusting thought. Point taken though.” Tuyen tightened her lips. “Just be certain you hurry back if you want to find our passenger in one piece.”

To his relief when he returned from tying off the second rope, both Tuyen and Carson were in one piece. Blankets and pillows were stacked on one pair of seats. After raiding the snack supply for a meager supper, they sat talking and listening to the jungle sounds.

 

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They pulled to a stop in front of a dilapidated structure and she proudly held out her hands.

“Ta da. This is it,” she said.

He looked at the––well he could only describe the structure as ruins. The stone walls were crumbling and in a sad state of repair. They were covered in vines and other overgrowth. It was big––huge really. He had to admit that. It looked to him like a medieval castle; one that had not had any maintenance since medieval times. He wanted to say something very derogatory but bit his tongue instead.

“Gail,” he started, “tell me you didn’t actually buy this… place.” He choked off the expletives that came to mind.

Gail looked at him and was able to read his thoughts like an open book without the use of her witch senses. She giggled.

“It will be nice. With a little fix up it will be comfy and cozy.”

“A little fix up?” he asked in disbelief, as he looked at what he considered a piece-of-shit.

“Well, maybe a lot of fix up. It will be nice when we’re done though,” she admitted. She was still in an almost giddy mood.

“I think we might be better off tearing the whole thing down and starting over.” Again, he choked off the words he wanted to use.

“That’s what the other bidder wanted to do. That’s why my offer was accepted and not theirs.”

“I think they had the right idea. Seems pretty reasonable to me.”

Gail placed her hands on her hips and got that stubborn look in her eyes. “Jeffery, it will be nice, you’ll see.” Her lips formed a pout as her temper began to flare. He knew he was in big trouble with her when she started calling himJeffery. She only called him that when she was either teasing him or when she was mad at him. He didn’t think she was teasing right now.

His cell phone rang. Well at least that works here.

“Yes, I’m interested. I have your number and I’ll call as soon as I get back to the office to get the details.” He hung up.

“What was that about?” Gail asked.

“I’ve been offered an assignment. I’m going to accept it because it pays a lot of money. On the down side, it will require me to be away for four months.”

“Four months!” she cried. “You’ll be gone for four months straight?”

“I’m afraid so. I’ll be working as a bodyguard for a music group while they’re on tour. A lot of the time we’ll be in Europe.”

“Jeff, I don’t know if I can stand to have you gone for all that time,” she whined.

“Aw, hon, you’ll be so busy here with your… renovations… you probably won’t even notice I’m gone.” He chuckled.

“That’s not funny. I’ll be terribly lonely. I was counting on you to help here.”

“Sorry. Duty calls. Besides, I think we’re going to need a lot of money to fix this… place.”

“You just took this assignment without even consulting me first!”

“Ah, like you failed to consult me before you bought this?” He waved his hands, indicating the structure.

She didn’t say a word. Instead, she turned on her heels and stormed back to the car, not even taking him through the broken and hanging front doors to show him the inside of the house. She climbed in the passenger seat, crossed her arms under her breasts, and sat in a huff.

Shrugging his shoulders, he joined her. They drove back home in total silence. When they got home, she went into the house and slammed the bedroom door.

I guess that means the couch for me tonight. As if to answer his thoughts, the bedroom door opened and she tossed his pillow out onto the living room floor, then slammed the door closed again.

 

 

 

 

 

Normally zany and often naughty talking, G. E. has a serious and compassionate side if you can find it. He cares deeply for his friends and hasn’t met an animal yet he didn’t like. He is terrified of heights so hasn’t braved the tramway ride in his home town. He lives in the southwest while longing to live by the sea. He often says, “We have the sandy beaches but where is the water?”

G.E. Stills heeds the call of the many characters that pop into his mind and demand to have their stories written. Their tales are both serious and humorous. A multi-published author, his stories cover many genres including contemporary romance, paranormal romance and science fiction. His stories are both erotic and non-erotic in nature.

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At fifteen, Rho’naa enrolls at the Institute of Defense. During her time at the institute she undergoes intense physical training, schooling and surgical alterations. Now, five years later, she is graduating and has become a highly intelligent and deadly living, breathing killing machine. Just before her graduation, her best friend is taken captive. Rho’naa’s first assignment is to rescue her.

A team is formed to accomplish that rescue and she is put in charge. One member of that team is of the Men-gar species, humanities dread enemy. Although half Men-gar herself, Rho’naa has grown up loathing Men-gar with every fiber of her being. Will she work with him, or will she kill him? To make the situation worse, a new and terrible danger has arrived in the universe. A threat that may result in the extinction of both Human and Men-gar.

 

Rho’naa hesitated before knocking on the door to Kyra’s office. Since completing the trials on Euganta she had been patiently and waiting for assignment. Both of her companions had already received theirs and were gone. This must be it. I wonder where I’m going?

“Enter,” Kyra answered her knock.

Coming to a halt in front of the desk, Rho’naa saluted. “Reporting as requested ma’am,”

Kyra returned the salute. “At ease. Have a seat. We have a lot to discuss and much of it is unpleasant.”

This is not how I expected this meeting to begin.

“I’m going to start with the bad news,” Kyra said. “Tylee’s ship never reached Zanatha. In the past we suspected the Men-gar attacked and destroyed it and all hands.”

Rho’naa’s stomached lurched and twisted in a knot. Tylee dead? Oh no, oh God no.

“This is the supposition we had until the occurrence of recent events,” Kyra said. “A month ago we recovered a Men-gar warship. We discovered it adrift with all of her crew missing. Further investigation has revealed the ship was attacked but it is largely undamaged. All the crew are missing however and by the bloody evidence found throughout the ship they are presumed dead. This attack was not our doing.” She shoved a folder across her desk. “This file contains a detailed report on the findings. I expect you to read it tonight.”

Rho’naa reached out and picked up the folder.

“This is not the only thing that has occurred.” Kyra pressed a button set in her desk and addressed the surface. “Keish’ar will you join us?”

A door at one side of Kyra’s office opened. It took every bit of discipline Rho’naa could muster to remain in her chair and avoid leaping from her seat to enter attack mode when the tall alabaster white being joined them.

Men-gar! she hissed mentally. What’s this thing doing here…alive? Millions of years ago, this species tried and almost succeeded in destroying all intelligent life on Earth. They tried again a few years ago. Since early childhood, I’ve been taught to hate these loathsome creatures.

Her eyes darted to Kyra searching for an answer to her question. Her fingers turned white as her grip on the chair arms tightened.

“Have a seat Keish’ar and I’ll fill Rho’naa in with the rest of the story.”

Rho’naa shifted her attention back to Kyra while keeping an eye on Keish’ar.

“A week ago we intercepted a summons for help. To our surprise, the broadcast came from a Men-gar ship and was directed toward our location in space. We rushed to investigate and found Keish’ar in a failing lifepod. He told us a story that I even yet find difficult to believe but extensive tests, which he volunteered to take, have shown he is telling the truth.”

From the corner of her eye, she saw Keish’ar shift in his seat.

The words extensive tests caused a shiver to run the length of Rho’naa’s spine. Although ninety percent accurate, some of those tests were decidedly uncomfortable for the individual taking them. And he volunteered?

“He told us of a race of insect type beings. They invaded his home planet and subdued it in a matter of hours. They have a weapon that renders most if not all electronic equipment inoperative.”

Other than the weapon, it sounds much like the Men-gar. She didn’t say anything but she was certain Kyra knew what she was thinking.

“We are enemies but I think you should know,” Keish’ar said, “They eat their captives. We had human slaves on Sto’kan. They do not distinguish one of our species from yours. They eat both.”

“Why did you come to us? Why not go to your own people?”

Keish’ar looked at his feet and mumbled, “First because your area of space is closer… But more importantly, I think humans have a better chance of defeating them than we do. You’re winning this war you know. The Men-gar can’t defeat you.”

Rho’naa sat back in her chair for the moment speechless. To hear a Men-gar admit they were losing the war was unbelievable.

Keish’ar continued, “They must have a shield of some type because although nothing electronic of ours worked, theirs did.”

“So we need to capture one of their ships and duplicate the shield. Where do I come in? It sounds like a navel operation to me.”

“But one of your ships would never get close enough to capture an enemy ship before all the electronics were rendered useless. That’s where we come in.”

“We?”

“You, I and a small team,” Keish’ar said. “Their large ships are in orbit around the planet but smaller ships are on the planet itself. I think I can get us close enough to steal one.”

“And then what? From what you describe these small ships are like shuttle craft how are we supposed to get away into deep space?”

“They are interplanetary capable. We had a base on the moon. The small craft are able to fly from the planet to there. If they can go that far, they can probably go further.”

“Sounds like a lot of guessing to me,” Rho’naa snapped while glaring at him.

“I’m willing to risk that my guess is right… Are you?”

A scowl from Kyra caused Rho’naa to squelch her retort. The chair arms creaked as her hands tightened and her enhanced strength left deep finger impressions in them. Just in time, she relaxed before shredding the chair arms and forced herself to remain seated. How dare this vile being question my bravery?

“Tell her what else,” Kyra said.

“Kyra tells me you have a good friend that looks feline.”

Rho’naa narrowed her eyes. “If you have harmed her I will kill you where sit before Kyra can prevent it.”

 

 

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