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I’m posting snippets from the beginning of my WIP, Rishalt, Book 2 of Taxyon Space. The story begins on the submarine Galileo Station on Jupiter’s moon, Europa, shortly after the end of Book 1. A strange sphere has appeared in the ocean outside the station.
Rishalt, Book 2 of Taxyon Space
Dr. Nikki Bell is devastated when the Watchers reappear without her alien lover. Why did Kiron return to his home planet without even leaving a message? In search of answers, Nikki jumps at the chance to join the diplomatic team invited to visit the aliens’ home world. On Rishalt, she must contend with the intricacies of Warrish society and an undercurrent of hostility.
Kiron Arqin Ramis is summoned home by his family to the unwanted honor of a new triad and union with a high-ranked female. Unable to forget Nikki, he endures a perilous exile on a wilderness planet instead of complying with his family’s demands. But, the Triarchs have other plans for him.
Stakes are higher than the lives of two individuals. Earth leaders are desperate to acquire the aliens’ interstellar technology, while Warrish perceive few advantages to an alliance. Can Nikki and Kiron pierce the barriers separating them to find happiness with provoking an unequal war?
You can read last week’s snippet here – : https://auroraspringer.blogspot.com/2018/01/iridescent-sphere-snippet-from-rishalt.html
The final sentence was: “It’s the Warrish,” she cried.
I’ve skipped a couple of lines and abused punctuation to fit.
Her cool voice penetrating the shocked silence, Astrid asked, “The alien mermen you met?”
“Not mermen, but humanoid,” Nikki said. “No tails or scales; they have legs and gill slits.”
“They’ve come back?” Deirdre Foster, the director, asked.
“Kiron predicted they would decide to speak with us,” Nikki flushed in anticipation of seeing her lover again. “He believed their leaders favored an alliance with Earthers, as they call humans.” Fifteen days ago, he had met her briefly in the deserted Warrish base and given her a token of his affection. She fingered his gift, the copper bracelet on her wrist engraved with his family emblems.
“The Warrish?” Major Tarlick scowled. “Is it an attack?”
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