By Diana Palmer
A prophecy foretold:
Three years after the unprovoked assault on a calm colony, the battle among the Rojok dynasty and the Tri-Galaxy Fleet rages on. Born of that battle is the Morcai Battalion, a fleet made from Centaurians and humans--the first collaboration of its type and a step towards an intergalactic alliance. however the fragile union is confirmed as their brave commander in leader, Dtimun, is confronted with the temptation of the forbidden—and human—Dr. Madeline Ruszel.
A strive against doctor, Ruszel knows the risk of inciting a Centaurian's curiosity, no matter if he's the main fascinating of fellows. in addition to placing their challenge in danger, own relatives among their varieties are nonetheless outlawed. yet a prophecy that touches on either their lives and the way forward for all alien international locations tricks better harmony could be theirs for the taking… in the event that they, and their group, live to tell the tale within the conflict for peace.
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Extra resources for The Recruit (The Morcai Battalion, Book 2)
She heard the reverberation of their retreat and the sound of footsteps across the terrazzo. Minutes passed, and then she knew that she was completely alone. Until something moved behind her. Khouri spun round, automatically bringing the toxin gun to bear, another dart in the chamber. A palanquin emerged from between two shrines. ' She lowered the gun -- it was of little use anyway, with the toxin keyed so precisely to Taraschi's biochemistry. But this was not Case's palanquin: it was unmarked, unornamented black.
The shutters whisked open. 'Where you always were,' the Mademoiselle said. She was looking out across Chasm City. But it was from a higher vantage point than she had ever known. She was actually above the Mosquito Net, perhaps fifty metres from its stained surface. The city lay below the Net like a fantastically spiny sea-creature preserved in formaldehyde. She had no idea where she was; except that this had to be one of the tallest buildings; one that she had probably assumed was uninhabited.
She wore no clothes, but apart from eyes, nostrils, mouth and ears, her skin was seamless, like an all-enveloping sheath of ebony neoprene. Her breasts lacked nipples; her fingers were dainty but without nails, and her toes were little more than vague suggestions, as if she had been rendered by a sculptor anxious to begin another commission. As Volyova sat down, Kjarval observed her with indifference that was a little too studied to be genuine. 'It's good to have you with us,' Sajaki said. 'You've been very busy while we were sleeping.
The Recruit (The Morcai Battalion, Book 2) by Diana Palmer