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Keep her? Lose her? Why the Clairvoyant?

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Quite simply, I wanted to tie these two main characters together in a realistic way that advanced the story and complicated (in a good way) the plot – Sturn is royalty, and by that, I mean high up royalty – He can choose pretty well any woman in the Khekarian half of the galaxy as his mate, and his marriage will most certainly be to a Khekarian of royal blood with high connections.

Love was never going to work. Aleisha is from the opposite end of society and Terran, and Sturn doesn’t care about emotion or the mentality of young women. What he cares about is power.

Would lust do it? No. My lead villain would just take her and dump her afterwards. Sturn certainly wouldn’t marry her, and he would have no reason to bring her home with him.

So why else, outside of sex, would an exiled prince be interested in a seventeen year-old wanna-be pioneer? She’s totally beneath him. She has nothing to offer. There is nothing that could be deemed of value to him.

This story evolved over many years. Once Sturn gained high connections, I realized that if I wanted to keep that aspect open, I would need to ditch my main character and make the story about Sturn, or find a reason to keep Aleisha.

It took me a year to find this solution, so – please – enjoy it! :D

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The Clairvoyant and the Exiled Prince.

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He needs her. Sturn brought Aleisha into the team specifically for a reason.

Acceptance of perception beyond the five physical senses has ebbed and flowed throughout history. Societies have embraced it, feared it, rejected it, and embraced it again. Right now, in Sturn’s Empire, psi is accepted and utilized.

Sturn has been exiled, banished from the hub of Khekarian Rule ten years before. Capturing a specimen of alien-native that might help the war effort, will go a long way to getting him accepted back within the Imperial Court. Having a psychic’s insights will help him to know the right moment to advance, the right people to contact and guide a safe path for his return to power.

It doesn’t matter that Aleisha is unwilling. It doesn’t matter how bad she is at it. There are truthseers to keep her in line. Anyway, she’s all he’s got.

This is Sturn’s viewpoint in The Khekarian Threat. He has no interest in respecting the thoughts and desires of anyone else. He’s Khekarian royalty, he doesn’t have to care.

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CAGED IN – From The Khekarian Threat, now out on Amazon.

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The door opened to the Khekarian’s hand and her awesome presence was within the room. Filling it immediately. Owning it outright. An assertive and predatory gaze homed in on Aleisha, leaving her feeling suddenly caged in with a ferocious animal, no escape and no chance of any.

On the job, Aleisha realized. A shudder rippled through her flesh.

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Now She’s a Slave?

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The Terran working team was not what Aleisha expected.

Within days of her arrival to the wilderness world, they had her pegged, they had her tethered, they had her sold.

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An Experience at an Autopsy.

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Know your stuff! There are hidden gems inside knowing what you are writing about, snippets of information that bring the whole thing to life. As boring at it might sound, research will lift your work to new heights for professionalism alone.

When I started writing, the very thought of research was depressing. It seemed tedious and boring and a lot of effort, and I just wanted to write exciting bits and adventure.

Then I discovered that reading a soldier’s biography was exciting. Learning the modern process of fixing a broken jaw was deeply interesting. Finding out about police procedures or how an autopsy is done is riveting.

But it is the personal things that brings a story to life.

A policewoman friend told me of her experience while attending an autopsy. As the body had not been recovered until some days had gone by, she soaked a hanky in her favorite perfume and held that over her mouth and nose throughout the procedure. It didn’t help. In fact, it backfired. She was never able to wear that perfume again.

That’s the sort of snippet that puts the reader there. The unexpected consequences bring it to life. But you can’t write it if you don’t know it!

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Worlds Without Laws – Sci-fi series with Murder, Kidnapping and Slavery.

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It had to be where laws were few and ineffectual, a place where the population was sparse, and law enforcement only existed inside remote settlements – the plight I gave to Aleisha could not be easy to overcome.

It was one of the reasons The Khekarian Threat is a sci-fi, although my love for science fiction would never have seen it anything else.

Wilderness planet colonization allows for almost any adventure. It also provides an assortment of backdrops with regard to different environments, politics, life, war, situations and delicious problems.

Murder, kidnapping and slavery just add to the fun!

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She Bled to Death on a Wilderness World.

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Charlie could do nothing to save her. He watched and wept while his young wife bled out giving birth to a dead baby girl.

As young pioneers and First Wave settlers to the planet, they never saw the danger of true isolation. Now death had taken everything to live for. With his own hands, Charlie buried her, his wife and their unnamed daughter, there at the homestead they had been creating. He would never again appreciate the wilderness. He would never again step into their home.

Charlie never remarried. He grew old in one of the cities on Zumaridi, working as supervisor at the large transport warehouses, overseeing the delivery operations that serviced the towns and settlements across the globe.

Over the years, the road teams became his life. Some of them were like family to him.

That’s why he cares when things go horribly wrong for Aleisha.

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Writing – A Method of Survival.

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Believe it or not, I was a shy kid, I found it easier to express my emotions through my writing and my fiction became my strongest venting place.

If I was angry, I’d write angry scenes. If I was upset, I’d weep through the eyes of my characters. I explored emotions and reactions, searched for solutions, and distracted myself from my life, all through the written word.

I pretty well moved into my early stories and stayed there as long and as often as I could. I fell asleep each night, there in my fictional worlds. I woke and slipped within my story again before even getting out of bed. Then I wondered why I missed so much in school, why I didn’t hear instruction and why my report card always said, “Must try harder.”

Over the years I found my own strengths, founded in solid experience (much of it taken aboard for the sake of my writing), but still the habit remains – I automatically step inside my current story as easily as breathing, frequently throughout the day. It’s such a part of me now, I’d be lost if it ever went away.

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A Killer in the Team and a Child of Mars.

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Aleisha was born on Mars. She was eleven when she moved to Earth and fell in love with the wondrous sights there – The cities were not domed, they were open and free – The sky was blue by day, not red, and the sunsets were opposite to what she was used to.

Best of all there was Earth’s natural wilderness. The sheer scope of it awed her, the diversity of flora and fauna excited her. It was all so alien to a child of Mars.

She knew from that moment on that she wanted to live and work in a wilderness setting. She wanted to become a pioneer. She wanted to explore new worlds. As soon as Aleisha was of age (16), she joined Space Exploration And Settlement (SEAS), then waited more than a year to be placed out along the distant edge of Terran space colonization.

Within days of her arrival, though, she realizes that her dream has turned into a nightmare, but there’s no going back now and no way out.

There’s a killer in the team, a murderer with no remorse, no care.

He’s Khekarian.

He wants to own her.

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HARSH WELCOME – From The Khekarian Threat, out now on Amazon.

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Ruthless looked as tired and worn as Tanya. This morning her hair had been a checkerboard of black and white squares, tufts twisted into messy spikes. Now the white squares were ochre with road dust. Knowing it, she ran her hand briskly through her tufts and let the cloud of dust fall away from her. “Christ, this stuff gets everywhere.”

“Down my throat for starters,” Tanya said. “C’mon, let’s get out of here. I want a long hot shower and a long cold beer.”

They headed to the next rig. On the way, Ruthless glanced with interest towards Charlie’s office. “Do you think she’s in there?”

“Who?”

“The newbie, the seer.”

Tanya snorted. “Don’t think about her. She won’t last.”

“Who’s collecting her, then?”

Tanya looked grim. “Who do you fucking think?”

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