Book One
Blurb:
Lyrek brought his people to earth looking for
their abraza; the one woman whose melody resides with their own. If they can’t
find at least a spark they will leave and continue their search through the
galaxy.
Jade’s life is spent working, relaxing, and
spending time with friends. She’s given up looking for that special someone.
When her best friend invites her to the newest restaurant in town all she hopes
for is a decent meal. What she gets are food and Lyrek. She’s finally met
someone that makes her want to risk it all.
Jade’s song reaches out to Lyrek, she may be the
salvation of his people. He, on the other hand, maybe her death sentence. To
keep her alive means to stay away from her.
Jade must risk her life to help his people and her
own. Lyrek must risk the one person he never thought he’d find to save his
people and hers.
If what they plan doesn’t work, neither will have
to worry because another race is coming with intents to kill them all.
In the midst of their race against time is the
fact that love keeps calling their names.
Not recommended for those under 18
Excerpt:
“Is that human trying Pokayah?” Shaytal pointed her out.
Lyrek zoomed in on her. An enchantress was smiling ear to ear as she
watched Duqa light her meal on fire. The sauce caramelized quickly, and the
fire put itself out. She clapped and gave him a beguiling smile.
Lyrek found himself growling. He stopped when Duqa gave them a polite
tilt of his head and left.
Her dark skin enthralled him. They had nothing like it on the planet he
was from. Her short hair played around her ears just long enough to be tugged
on or held tight. Someone zoomed in on her allowing him to see the brown
crystals of her eyes. She was beautiful and thick. Thickness was not as
appreciated on this planet as it was on his.
“Could she be the one? She is the first female you have looked at in
years,” Jaydel said taking a step back.
“She could be a melody to someone. We should pass her picture around to
see if anyone feels Abraza.”
“Do you feel Abraza?” Jaydel asked him.
“There are others who are older who need this. I will not put myself
before them.”
“So, the answer is yes you feel the tug?”
“I will not put myself before my people!’ A growl left Lyrek as his
incisors began to grow.
Jaydel took a step towards him. He growled as his incisors began to
lengthen. A deep sound came from his body like a challenge. He shook as he met
Lyrek’s eyes.
Lyrek moved closer until barely an inch separated them. Shaytal moved
away to give them room. Jaydel backed up with difficulty until he could retract
his incisors.
“Pass her picture around. You’ll do what you want, anyway. When your body
is cold, don’t worry about us, we’ll be along soon.” Jaydel told him turning
away from both him and the monitors.
“Jaydel!” Lyrek’s growl boomed across the room.
“When our planet was demolished. When our fathers, mothers, sisters, and
brothers were no more, and we wanted to die with them,” Jayde turned to point
an accusing finger at Lyrek. “You organized us. When we went planet to planet
looking for our abraza’s and a place to call our own, it was only because you
kept us strong. When we fought the Hydal it was because you gave us the
courage. Now you choose not to fight. We will see you soon.” Jaydel turned to look at the wall of
monitors.
Lyrek slipped out the door taking the steps downstairs. He needed air
even though the air of this planet was a bit thin. His other half was growling
demanding something he couldn’t provide. Against his will he found himself
walking into the paranormal restaurant. The humans were eating and drinking as
they laughed without a care in the world.
The sight made him ache for the things that he and his people lost. Their
world destroyed, their families gone in a blink of an eye. Now the Hydal would
come to this planet. All it would take was finding one possible abraza and they
would destroy the planet. It would not have mattered if they had come or not.
The Hydal were systematically going through the galaxy looking for planets that
may have people who could be abraza to their race.