Jazz bishop had been piloting her ship when her unit was captured. The light transport had been stripped of defensive weapons in the hopes of outrunning enemy ships, but a fortunate blast by one Mondagi pilot crippled it and left its occupants to the mercy of the aliens. Her captors had not shown her commanding
The mondagi captain ordered his vessel to cruising speed and left the bridge. He was determined to extract vital information from their prisoners, deciding to oversee the interrogation personally. The humans were amassing a defense in his sector of space and he would do anything to break through their lines. “Leave us,” the mondagi commanded
Molly wrapped her pink silk robe around her body, letting her hand trail behind as she walked toward the door. Her girlfriend sighed and propped herself up on the couch, turning her attention to the buzzing coming from the comlink outside. “Heya, babe!” Lunk said loudly, announcing himself. “I bet you’re surprised to see me!”
Captain Killerin looked over the report and grunted. The scouts had suffered heavy losses during their reconnaissance of the star system and all reports indicated that freemen settlements were well defended. “I guess we know where the rebels disappeared to,” he said, turning off his viewer. Lieutenant Commander Vickers nodded in agreement. He had been
Dr. Stone had attained the rank of captain in the United Planets armed forces, but he preferred the title “doctor” to that of his naval rank. The placard on his desk read simply, “Doctor Donald Stone, M.D.” He chose to display his medical paraphernalia over any other personal items, taking great pride in his career.
Lunk awoke to find himself strapped to an examination table in a brightly lit room with blindly white walls. The heavy scent of antiseptic told him it was a laboratory or medical facility, but all he could see was the light directly above him. He had been led to a cell after he was taken
Molly fired her thrusters, sending her gun suit into a supersonic dive that would have shattered the eardrums of any human on the ground beneath her. But there were no humans on the surface of the desolate planet that had been the battlefield for this scouting mission gone wrong. And as she spared a glance
Lunk could feel the energy bands on his wrist tighten when he pulled against them. There was no way to break free of them. Even though the bands were designed for an average human, his muscles were no match for the military shackles. The light transport offered him no comfort as his giant frame was
The whip had always been familiar to her. As a kid, it was her punishment by her stern father, who believed in corporal punishment. Also, by her school headmaster, who was a strict disciplinarian, and seeing that she had a smart mouth, she was always getting disciplined. But now Mistress Persephone was on the other
Amber had been married to Steve for 3 weeks. She was so happy to be a new bride and she was so in love with Steve – she was on cloud 9. She loved working at home during the day while her man went out and earned a living for their little family of two.
