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NICK: (chuckles) It's been...interesting, so far.
SAKURA: I like living at the Anferthian dissenters’ sanctuary on Matir. The southern hemisphere has winter almost nine months of the year, so we will always have snow for Christmas.
NICK: Tell them what you did last week to get into the holiday spirit.
SAKURA: (smiles) That was fun. I drew a picture of a Christmas tree on a large piece of paper--
NICK: A seven-foot-long piece of paper.
SAKURA: —because the Matiran government wouldn’t allow us to cut down a real tree and keep inside our cube. I was taping it to the living room wall when Nick came home.
NICK: Your zone is everything under six feet, my zone is everything above. You were definitely in my zone at that moment.
SAKURA: (gives Nick the stink-eye) I was trying to surprise you.
NICK: Seeing my pregnant wife standing on a chair wasn’t a surprise, it was a heart attack.
SAKURA: (waves him off and turns to Lea) I grew up in a Buddhist-Christian home. My father always honored my mother’s beliefs, and vice-versa. We celebrated Christmas every year, and I wanted Nick and I to do the same. Traditions are important, especially since the invasion.
LEA: That they are.
NICK: (gazes at Sakura with a loving smile) What you did was beautiful. Thank you, Saku.
LEA: Wait, back up a sec. Why wouldn’t the Matiran government let you have a real tree?
SAKURA: Fire hazard.
NICK: (Makes air quotes with his fingers)
SAKURA: It was disappointing, but it is their building.
LEA: Got it. So, Nick found you on the chair, and then what?
SAKURA: He picked me up and set me on the floor, of course.
NICK: And then she scared the crap out of me again, for the second time in less than a minute.
NICK: (reaches for Sakura’s hand) She screamed because she felt our baby move for the first time.
SAKURA: (weaves her fingers between his) Don't be ridiculous. It was a little gasping sound, not a scream. (looks at Lea) After that, he wanted to find out if we were having a girl or a boy.
LEA: How did you manage to do that without an ultra-sound machine?
NICK: We used our preternatural Gifts to take a look.
SAKURA: It was amazing. That tiny spark of life responded to our presence…I can’t even describe the feeling.
LEA: It must have meant a lot, especially to you, Sakura.
SAKURA: (nods and swallows) It did. This was my baby, the one I could keep. The baby that won't be born a slave, even though he will be raised in a community of Anferthians.
NICK: (pulls Sakura against his side) Yes, a boy. Should we tell her what happened next?
SAKURA: (entire face turns Christmas ornament red)
LEA: Um, some things I just don't need to know, Nick. What you guys do on your own time is your business.
NICK: Well, I had to do something to soften her up and get her to agree to the name I'd picked out, you know.
LEA: (drily) Really? And what name is that?
NICK: (grins wickedly) You’ll just have to hurry up and finish writing the next book to find out, won't ya?
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Seven years ago, a single moment changed the course of Nicholaus Bock’s life forever—the moment his preternatural Gift to heal awakened in him. A gift that made him an invaluable commodity to the known galaxy. Now his mentor’s intriguing and secretive new student goes out of her way to challenge his loyalty to everything he values.
A dark secret…
After facing death and destruction during the Anferthian invasion, Sakura Yamata revels in her new-found Gift to heal. Helping Earth’s survivors keeps her mind off the loss of her family, and the memory of the terrible choices she made. Nick could penetrate her defenses and discover what she’s hiding. She must not let the handsome healer close enough for that to happen.
A race facing annihilation…
When a mysterious disease strikes the hidden sanctuary of the Anferthian dissenters, Nick and Sakura are called in to help. But someone is going to great lengths to ensure the dissenters don’t survive. Nick and Sakura must set aside their differences and work together to save them before the fragile peace between three worlds is shattered.
Book Three of the Prophecy Series
Flora flicked her gaze down at the telum in the woman’s hand. Now that she had seen the assassin’s face, would she be the woman’s next victim?
A slow, not-so-friendly smile lit the woman’s face. “I see that you have figured out why I’m here. It’s a shame, really, but we can’t have you turn traitor to your own people.”
Whatever that meant didn’t matter. She was not going to die on her birthday. Not if she could help it. Flora launched herself from under the desk, slamming into the smaller woman and carrying her backward into a fragile tea table.
The advantage of size and the element of surprise had worked, but this wasn’t over yet. Somehow the woman had managed to hold onto her telum. Flora rolled away gaining her feet. Just as she’d anticipated, the woman brought the telum around for what could be the killing shot. She kicked out one foot and connected with the elegant wrist. The deadly weapon spun from the woman's grip.
Their gazes locked. The assassin cradled her injured wrist. There was no room for mercy now. Flora snatched the dream book off the desk and swung it like a baseball bat at the woman’s face.
Some sounds were incredibly satisfying, like the sound of cartilage crunching in an assassin’s nose. The woman staggered back a step, a stunned expression on her not-quite-as-gorgeous-anymore face. A bloodied and shattered nose did tend to detract from physical beauty. But, honest to god she must have exceptional will-power, and a high tolerance for pain, to still be standing.
Air hissed through the assassin's clenched teeth, and her gaze darted to where her weapon lay fifteen feet away.
Flora brandished the book at her. “Don’t even think about it. I’ll break your back before you can reach it.”
Seething hatred filled the aqua-marine eyes. “I’ll grant you this round, princess.”
The woman flicked her good wrist and something flashed in the air between them.
Blackness filled the room.
One normal day turns into horror when Earth is attacked. Now ER nurse Alexandra Bock is imprisoned aboard an alien slave ship with no way out. She deems all aliens untrustworthy, including the handsome blue-skinned Matiran captain who shares her cell.
A betrayal from within…
One night of treachery leaves Senior Captain Gryf Helyg a prisoner of his enemies. Because of him, Earth’s inhabitants face extinction and his home world is threatened. But his plans for escape are complicated by his inexplicable draw to the Earth woman imprisoned with him.
A chance to save both their peoples…
One ancient prophecy holds the key to free Alexandra and Gryf’s war-ravaged worlds. Can two wounded souls who have lost everything learn to trust and forgive in order to fulfill the prophecy, and find a love that will last for eternity?