Alien General's Beloved: SciFi Alien Romance (Brion Brides)
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Authors: Vi Voxley
ALIEN
GENERAL
’
S
BELOVED
BRION BRIDES
BOOK 6
BY
VI VOXLEY
A LITTLE TASTE…
"I can hear them approach," the warrior said as if that was no big deal. "So far they sense nothing, their pace is calm, in rhythm."
It's true then. Brions could hear a feather drop.
A guilty thought crossed Lana's mind—that she hoped the man didn't hear how fast her heart was beating near him—but that was a fool's hope. Brion warriors had impossibly keen senses. She didn't think he was lying about the patrol.
“You have hidden yourself on my ship," she offered. "You must know a quiet place and if you can hear the patrols..."
"It wouldn't be the same with you," the warrior said, taking a step closer. "I can hide myself if I need to, but not you. And your absence would be noted."
Damn, he's right. Someplace quiet, someplace quiet...
"We need to move," the warrior said absently, as if the danger they were in was amusing.
The realization finally fit Lana. Her glare must have been something, because the man laughed, taking another step, coming almost in contact with her. His scent enveloped her, catching Lana off guard, clouding her mind. He had a magnetism to him that was pulling her in despite her will, despite her better judgment. Which was why what he was suggesting was such a phenomenally bad idea.
"You mean my quarters," she stated. "You're unbelievable."
"So they say."
"You—"
Lana never got to finish her sentence before the man grabbed her and pulled her into the shadows of the hallway. A second later, a patrol emerged from behind a corner, three warriors with the same cold look in their eyes. Lana found herself pressed tightly against the man from the shadows, whose name she didn't even know. It felt like her heart was trying to beat out of her chest.
She hoped it was the fear of getting caught in the part of a ship she had no business in, rather than lust. The body inches from her was strong and firm, obvious even through layers of armor. Lana had to suppress the desire to run her hands over his muscled arms, resisting by reminding herself that she was compromising the safety of her friends.
They stood still, the long moment stretching.
"This is where the sounds were coming from," one of the patrol said. "A man and a woman."
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
ALIEN WARLORD'S CHOICE EXCERPT
PROLOGUE
Lana
Report 897:Code-A, Concerning Brions.
Lana Cormac, captain of the rogue ship the
Raptor,
read out loud to her officers, feeling a dread she hadn't felt in a long time. Being a rogue ship meant operating out of the normal jurisdiction. It meant not receiving
directives
. And the Galactic Union wasn't known for sending cryptic messages like the one she held in her hands. Theirs were usually more like "Get in line," "Stop interpreting our orders," and "Terra will hear about you."
None of
those
bothered Lana one bit. Terra knew perfectly well what she was doing and what her methods were like. They knew and approved, because it was
their
orders she was actually following. Lana and the
Raptor
went where they were needed, doing things that weren't—strictly speaking—
lawful
, but needed doing anyway. She was an agent of good, Terra had told her, one that wasn't deployed lightly.
Which made this report all the more troubling. Lana chose not to share the tiny remark at the start of the message, meant for her eyes alone. It just said: "Trouble."
If the matter has anything to do with Brions
, Lana figured,
trouble shouldn't really be surprising.
She exchanged a look with her officers, shrugged and read:
"This is how the Brion myth goes.
"The first god, whose name no one remembers or possibly never knew, created the Brions. Only three of them. The beautiful Raya, the powerful Raen, and the terrible Radgen. The first god put them on a beautiful world and they named it Briolina.
"The three were powerful beyond anything, practically gods themselves. They walked upon the world, changing it to their liking. It is said that no other species the first god created changed their own being, left a mark that strong. All the others accepted their worlds and their fates, but Brions insisted on making their own. The three didn't settle on Briolina, they
became
Briolina, and every man and woman born on it carries the essence of the gods in them."
Lana paused for a moment. The story was a very well-known one—even she had read it as a child, long before she ever met her first alien, or the first Brion. The powerful, militaristic, head-strong species were the galaxy's perpetual troublemakers, until they were its saviors. Quite often both at the same time, because they usually solved problems with the sharper end of their spears.
The captain liked the situation less and less with every word she read.
"Raya was the most beautiful woman in the world—also, you know, the
only
woman in the world, but hey."
Her audience of the officers laughed along, but Lana could sense their unease as well as her own. She went on.
"Soon, Raen and Radgen started to fight over her. They both wanted her for their own. At first, Raya couldn't decide. They were both powerful men, with their own strengths and values as well as their weaknesses. She wasn't sure which one she should pick.
"Immediately, Radgen proposed a duel. He and Raen would fight and the winner would claim Raya. The others agreed. That was the Brion way.
"Before that, Raya had a question for them. When she asked why they were fighting, Raen said 'for you' and Radgen said 'for victory.'
"With that, Raya knew who she wanted, but the duel was going to happen no matter what. She watched them clash together with enough fury to level mountains and color lakes red with blood. Her heart started beating faster with every second, seeing the destruction the warriors were capable of, the rage that burned in them when something precious was on the line. Neither would give up, not before the other was dead.
"She called to the first god for help and it heard. With eyes like burning stars, it saw everything: The way the Brions had already crafted the world they'd been given, and the way they stood on the verge.
"Raya had wanted the first god to stop the fighters, but there was nothing that could do that. Brions did not back down. She screamed in despair when the first god's plan became clear to her. Raya rushed over to Raen, but her hand fell only inches short of reaching him.
"Then the first god ripped the three apart.
"They stood, looking at each other, standing close enough to touch, but never able to. The first god had separated them, forever denying them the chance to truly interact again.
"All three were left defeated by their passions. Raya and Raen had lost their love and Radgen had lost his victory. Everything they'd wanted was torn from their grip.
"The first god left them on Briolina and gave life to the Brions as they are now. Powerful, ferocious, but not like their gods before them.
"With every second that passes in the world, the desires of the three grow. Raya regrets what she did, longing to be with Raen at last. Raen aches for Raya, fighting the rage within him that needs to end the duel, but always knowing that she was the prize, not killing his enemy. And Radgen burns with the need for revenge, for the victory he was denied.
"Down from the days when even the stars were young, those relics come to all Brions. The love Raen and Raya shared is manifested in the sacred binding, the reason why it is so strong and so relentless. The
gesha
and the
gerion
are the love made whole at last, in endless variations when the gods themselves can never know it. And Radgen's rage burns dark in the hearts of Brions, ready to consume them, blind to everything else but victory and power."
Lana finished reading, looking at the confused expressions of her crew.
"We know all that," her second-in-command Fraly said gently.
He was a Palian, a humanoid species with big lidless eyes, known for their limitless patience. Lana had recruited him years ago and Fraly was one of the very few on her ship that knew of her true purpose. She trusted him without question.
And like usual, she agreed with him too.
"This is all just very odd," she said. "But it goes on."
Her eyes wandered idly over the lines that followed, until she caught a few key words and the warning at the beginning started to make sense.
The crew around her were getting restless. They had important tasks, things they should be doing instead of listening to her reading to them like a schoolteacher.
"Silence," Lana said quietly.
The tone of her voice made them obey, looking at her with wary curiosity now instead of boredom.
"I hope they're joking," she murmured before reading the second part.
"You all know that story," the report said. "It is a fable, a children's story both on Briolina and everywhere else in the galaxy. But it is also a test. Brion warriors are told that story when they enlist in the academy. During the years, the reactions have been predictable. Some laugh, some are tired of hearing it. Some want to argue the implications and so on. Most of them take it seriously, exactly
because
it's not true.