Specter Kiba

Specter Kiba

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., mars 22, 2016
Prologue Hello, My name is Lex Androse, I Am from the planet Galri, in the Andromeda galaxy. I Am a bounty hunter searching for my mother. whom in my entire planet's opinion, yes You heard me, I said, in the ENTIRE planet's opinion, is the worst kind of criminal imaginable, the kind where She is wanted "Dead or Alive." do I get dirty looks you may ask? but my answer would surprisingly be...., No, quite the opposite actually but I gotta say that I do get looks of sadness or pity for being the bounty hunter who is gunning for his own freaking mother but She did stop being my mother years ago so I just dismiss the looks now a days although it used to bother me when I first started out on this hunt. Anyways, the bounty on her head is 1,000,000,000 crillion which is triple the value of the human dollar on earth. What did she do? She kidnapped the high priestess of the Galri Tribe who is the most respected and most sought after holy woman to come out of any time in the history of the tribe of people the original tribe even the children know of her and her greatness before they can even crawl like professionals.Her Name is White Dove or Wayete Dosia and is known over most galaxies even the milky way earth is several light years away from us but their humans know of this Priestess because she had made a visit to the humans when she was a teen now she is revered as a goddess among them some still await her return some day. Most will never set eyes on Her face again some have already missed the change not like me some will be Lucky to see her once more. See we live a lot longer than the earthlings because of our genetics and helps atmosphere too the air of the planet is like breathing an air version of the fountain of youth without the nasty side effects of having to trade the years of Another, unfair side effects as it may be but that is how the legend says it works.But anyways enough prologue....sorry my grandmother raised me as a story teller it is how I am now.
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Lotticia Andrews had spent her entire life behind the walls of her library. Her father raised her to be selfish, and to fear the outside, and even after his death- she never left. She and her border collie had remained- until their food ran out. Lotticia wasn't a fighter, she only ever knew how to use knives- a knife her father had taught her how to use. A knife, a dog, a journal, and anxiety are all her father left her with. And books- hundreds of books. Then a Warrior general stomps his way into her life- trampling her solitary and lonely life. He's loud and obnoxious, imposing- but there seemed more beneath his hard exterior. His personality was a weapon he wore like his armor. General Christoph was a harsh leader compared to his predecessor Zelle. The warrior who trained him and chose him to continue in his footsteps after his death. He was bitter and cynical- and didn't intend to take another woman after his mate had died all those years ago. But things don't always go according to plan- he never meant to stumble upon a small female, nor her furry big-eyed dog. Christoph needed this human, for her knowledge and the language she could help them to understand her hand language. A small group, a one-day trip- that was all it was supposed to be. But then no one expected poachers, Another human female, or the natural cycle and what it could do to the human body. Christoph had completely underestimated the trip. Now war has broken out and tensions rise- both buried feelings and skeletons come falling out of the closet. Can this spunky smart girl survive the Palace's wrath? Can Christoph face the reality that things aren't always what they seem nor black and white? Will Lassie play her part- and find her way home? Who knows- maybe humanity was doomed on Earth- but that won't be Lottie or her dog- because she's willing to do whatever it takes to get moved up to the front of the list. Even if it means dealing with the palace, poachers, and skrill alike.

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