Entwined Fates: Slaves
The latest installment of the Entwined Fates series is in the hands of my greedy little editor, being bled all over…lol. It will be out before you know it, but until then, I”m posting a blurb and excerpt below. Just a little teaser…:)
Hope you enjoy.
BLURB
Lin Morlin, daughter to Galactic Senator Nicah Morlin, is headstrong and determined – anything but a submissive, but she goes undercover as a submissive in order to rescue her friend from slave traders. Her actions begin a chain reaction of ripples that flip the lives of everyone from traders all the way up to the Galactic Senate itself. Captain Anthongy Carrigton is sent in by the Marcones to rescue Lin. Undercover as a Dom, he finds he wants to keep Lin as his slave forever and the independent woman enjoys submission much more than she expected. Unfortunately, her rescue becomes much more complicated than either of them ever imagined, for the traders know exactly who both of them are and why they’re there. Lin’s father will become the key to everything and Lin will find herself not only questioning who she is, but who she will become. EXCERPT
“How can you live with this?” Lin stared at her father in disbelief, her heart sinking further with every passing second. The Senate had just refused her plea for help to find her missing friend, Keeran. All the while, her senator father sat in silence, not once coming to her aid. “I told you, lIN,” Senator Morlin said. “The Senate will not intervene in this matter–” “But you didn’t even try. You just sat there. Is that what you would do if it were me?” Her father stiffened, his brow creasing in anger. “Don’t be ridiculous.” “You know what these slave barons are doing and yet you do nothing. Why?” she demanded. Her father’s age was becoming increasingly apparent these days as he slowly shuffled behind his desk and sank tiredly into the thick, leather chair. Behind him was the massive picture window overlooking Rhinari. She had to squint as the bright Rhinari sun sank below the massive Senate Building, casting a shadow over the smaller, attached office buildings and apartments reserved for the senatorial elite. The room darkened, mimicking her mood as she stood her ground, glaring at her father. Her father sighed, but wouldn’t meet her gaze head on. “There are some men, Lin, even the Senate won’t touch.” “Stefan Marcone would not have allowed this when he was a Senator,” she growled. “The former Senator Marcone has the resources and the balls to go after the man himself, without the aid of the Senate. I’m afraid I do not.” “Even if it were me?” she asked quietly. “Let’s not forget, daughter. It’s not you. I know she was your best friend. I understand you’re upset, but I do not have the connections to go after him.” “What does he have over your head, Father?” Lin strolled to the desk and leaned her palms against the gleaming black granite. Her father wouldn’t meet her stare and she tensed, doubts about her father and his honesty entering her mind. “Nothing, Lin. He’s very powerful and I am very old.” Lin pushed upright in anger. “I’m not asking you to go after him yourself. Just put someone on the inside, find out who they sold her to.” “It’s not that simple!” he snapped. “The hell it’s not!” His eyes narrowed in anger. “I’ve heard enough, Lin. She’s gone. Accept it. This man is way too powerful, has too many connections. Going after him would be a death sentence for both of us.” “Fine,” she snarled. “If you won’t do it…then I will.” She turned to leave the apartment, her heart breaking at the cold callousness of her father. How could he do this? How could he allow a man who sold young girls off as sex slaves to get away with it? Slave trading was supposed to be illegal, but apparently not for Laird Ballack. He’d made a fortune over the years selling off young girls, most of which didn’t live past a year. There were rumors he even supplied slaves to Senators. She wondered vaguely if her father had been one and swallowed down a sudden onslaught of tears. If he did participate, it would kill her. “Lin, don’t do this,” her father pleaded as he followed her across the room. Lin ignored him, determined to handle this herself. With her hand on the doorknob, she turned to face her father and lifted her chin in steadfast resolve. “I may put myself in danger, but one thing I will never do is turn my back on her. I will find her…with or without your help. Which is it?” Her father shook his head. “I’m sorry, Lin. Without.” “Fine.” Tears gathered in her eyes as she left her father’s apartment and slammed the door closed behind her, effectively shutting out her father for good. It was the final straw. She’d never been able to depend on him, not like she should. He’d disapproved of her career, her friends. It seemed no matter what she did, he found fault. It apparently didn’t matter how well she’d done or how much respect she’d earned as a bio-chemist. Whenever he’d needed her at some senatorial function, she’d been there. Would it be so hard for him to be there for her? He did it time and again. And time and again, she kept hoping that next time… “Oh, hell,” she grumbled and swiped at a tear as it fell down her cheek. No point crying over it now. It was done. Now she needed to focus on finding her friend and she knew just where to start.
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June 9th, 2010 at 4:21 pm
Awesome stuff right here, many thanks dude!