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"She's a fighting Saurian Knight." He put a slight emphasis on "fighting" and smiled self-deprecatingly. "Getting her into bed is more work than turning a Gravity-class war-star." "Are you telling me that she fought you? You?" "My Imperial Machismo forbids me to confirm or... read more
FORCED MATE is a chess title for a race between the two Kings to make a pawn his Queen, and was written as a loving spoof of the Historical Romance genre. I took every traditional situation in an abduction/obligatory-travel romance and made the hero an all-powerful, alpha-male alien, a... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“"I don't usually take any notice of virginal fears," he drawled for the two Tigrons sharing the car, although he spoke in English. "However, I may improve my chances of a happy mating if I pay attention to hers. I wonder which 'dreadful stories' she's heard." <P> It was reprehensible of him to encourage lewd speculation, but the more the Tigrons obsessed about his sexual notoriety, the less attention they'd pay to the spy tape, and the older woman's very peculiar turn of phrase. <P> "Happy mating? Is that important to you, Sir?" <br><P> Sarcasm. Tarrant-Arragon raised an eyebrow. Presumably the driver had no idea how dangerous it was to annoy a Great Djinn. <br><P> "Mating is. A god-Emperor's heir does not concern himself with his mate's happiness." The girl belonged by "god's Right" and by necessity to the last legitimate Great Djinn. Himself. To admit that he wanted her happy would be out of keeping with his very nasty reputation.”god-Prince Tarrant-Arragon
“"My dear, your qualms would be forgivable if you were being forced to marry the wicked Prince Tarrant-Arragon," a regally venomous voice sizzled from his car's speakers. "Stop the tape," Tarrant-Arragon ordered. "Sorry about that, Your Highness." The human driver silenced the stereo system, while maintaining the stretch limousine's speed on the deserted, dark motorway. "As we backward Earthlings say, eavesdroppers seldom overhear praise of themselves."”Grievous
“Grievous felt he owed it to the little miss to make her mysterious ex-boyfriend see reason. So he popped down to the brig armed with good intentions and a bottle of An'Koori wine. "Now you're not to worry, J-J," Grievous came straight to the point and was taken aback to find himself being eyed with cool hostility "You don't mind if I call you J-J, do you, Sir?" "Not at all, but my name is Rhett." "Hah! You don't like being called J-J. Can't say I blame you," Grievous humored him....”Grievous to Prince Djarrhett
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