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    Shield
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    Shield

    By C.L. Scholey

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    Earth is all but dead. With meteors exploding in their midst, the shuttle Grace boards takes flight in a last ditch effort to save human lives. With little food, water and eight stowaways the situation is volatile while they race to the new planet, Ulsy. A wormhole and a crash are their undoing. While fleeing into the strange surroundings on an even stranger planet two of Grace's shuttle pilots are killed by a massive ebony creature with fangs as white as ivory. Rask is a full blooded Castian warrior who thinks his planet has been stormed. When he comes across the little being that cowers from him he is intrigued. After four hundred years and virtual immortality Rask thought he had seen everything. When the being before him declares herself to be a human female he is beyond amazed. Females have been extinct as long as he can remember. But there is no denying her sweet scent. One inhaled breath is all it takes to drop his shield and reveal the muscular tanned male beneath. Rask had thought his armor impenetrable. One touch from a slender hand and he realizes he is powerless against the tiny human he must have
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTorrid Books
    Release dateFeb 1, 2012
    ISBN9781611601732
    Shield
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    C.L. Scholey

    Guardian [New World Book 6] Wandering a shattered, dying Earth, Roam despises the loneliness. Alien vessels he must avoid circle overhead. When he collides with a Tonan deep in the heart of a jungle, Roam engages in a brutal battle. To his surprise, a human female comes to the Tonan’s aid. The Tonan, Taz, has six females under his protection, including his mate and child. Jinx hates Castians and Tonans alike. The handsome man Taz brings home is breathtaking. He’s also the only male besides Taz she has seen in four years. Jinx falls for Roam immediately. Her world is shattered when she discovers her new lover is masquerading as human. How can she not hate him when a thieving Castian stole her sister? What’s worse is discovering Taz is a Tonan. Evil creatures who murdered her father. How can she forgive either of them?   Defender [New World Book 7] Endless destruction defines human life in a world run amok. There are those who will pick the uncertainty of the alien sky, are the Tonans life or are they death? Macey learns first hand a Tonan warrior doesn’t apologize for who or what he is or will do. In an unforgiving new world there is one who battles his heritage. Can Taz be the defender Macey needs, or are his four hundred year old decimating roots buried too deep to refuse? Taz needs to make the decision fast. His mentor slash tormenter will come looking for him. Krish will kill Macey. Indecision rules Taz’s life until in a heartbeat he decides his fate, Macey’s fate and Earths fate. Either way—death will follow.   Mine! [New World Book 8] "Mine!" One of the most powerful words in the human language, possession. Desperate need to hold onto what you love with every fiber of your being. Until Huck realizes in order to hold onto what he loves most he will have to let not only Becky go but a part of who he is, what he is, perhaps the best part. For Becky no matter where she has gone in the universe, no matter how many planets she set her wandering feet on, home wasn't a place, it was a who. Until her father and lifeline died. When a half evil alien presents himself demanding love and acceptance, Becky is determined to fight the hardest battle in her life. Home will become one powerful male, if Huck can be saved. There is no greater war at times, than the fight fought from within.  

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    Shield - C.L. Scholey

    Chapter 1

    "Get in, Grace, now!" a voice screamed at her.

    Grace couldn’t move, she was too terrified and her feet felt like lead beneath her. Catastrophic events paralyzed her movements. Fire blazed around their space shuttle. Explosions were to her left and right as a meteor shower exploded around them. Trees were reduced to matchsticks as the bomb-like fireballs struck. The small pond to her left was invaded. The meteor hit and then sizzled producing a mist of cover. The water exploded with a cannonball-sized mass. The waves rose high in a cascade shower, dropping brackish water onto all within reach. Everywhere Grace looked, people were falling to their deaths, being blown to pieces. Running flames that zigzagged with no apparent destination didn’t register. She could see the legs moving under the blaze. How could fire run? It was surreal how the burning mass slowly dropped to the ground, haloed in dancing shades of red and orange. Burnt flesh seared an imprint in her memory. She gagged.

    Grace turned her head slowly. She could hear the voices of those around her; they registered, but slipped from her ears like water. Too many sounded at once. It was like being in a crowded stadium. Before long, her heartbeat pulsed like a dripping faucet in the dead quiet of night. She felt dizzy, then remembered to breathe. Her breath was a whoosh of intake. It cleared her thoughts and muddled mind and she could hear again. Women begged Grace’s pilot to take their children onboard. Pitiful hands clutched at him, screaming toddlers wailed and clung to their mothers with hands like vice grips. Tiny faces filled with panic and betrayal. Why would their mommies give them away? To Grace, it was the ultimate test of a mother’s love to let go of someone you desperately love for their well-being. Grace could feel her heart break as the mothers pleaded. But Grace knew the captain of the shuttle wouldn’t, couldn’t take them. There wasn’t any room.

    Earth was dying and only a select few could be transported to a new world colony. They didn’t have much time—even less now.

    A hand gripped Grace’s elbow, fingers dug into her soft flesh and spun her forcefully around, up into the shuttle. She stumbled and was hauled upright. Captain Chase was breathing hard when he flung her into one of the ten seats. The hatch was slammed into place and Grace almost vomited when the reaching, clasping fingers were sheared off and dropped to the shuttle floor. Captain Chase raced to the front of the craft where he and the co-pilot sat in two additional seats.

    Go, damn it, there’s nothing we can do! the captain shouted.

    We can’t lift off. People are on top of the craft. Bloody hell, Chase, if we go, we will take twenty people to their deaths, the co-pilot, Adams, replied in a high-pitched frazzled tone.

    Then boost it, and the lucky sons of bitches will be close enough to the ground to survive when they fall. The shuttle is a sitting duck with the meteors. Now go, the captain said through gnashed teeth.

    To Grace’s horror the captain put his hand over Adams’ and gunned the throttle. The craft jumped forward. People fell to their deaths, some incinerated in the tail fire. Worse were the others who hung on. Grace sobbed as she watched a man screaming he would get off now if they would just please land. But they wouldn’t land, and he was going to die. Both Grace and the man looked down at Earth at the same time. They rose higher than the mountaintops, up past the clouds. The man was gasping in tiny puffs of air, his eyes wide in horror.

    Grace lifted her hand to splay her fingers against the window. The man’s desperate eyes met hers and Grace felt her tears fall with his. The man was going to die and there was nothing she could do but offer comfort through her gaze, meager as that would be. She could see her terror mirrored in his pitiful gaze. His mouth was wide trying to breathe. His eyes were liquid pools of fear. Grace wished she could toss a pebble into his fear, to send a ripple so she wouldn’t see. To distort his impending agony. She couldn’t look away. Slowly his eyes closed. He had tied himself on with his belt but he slipped across the window and dangled. He caught fire as they left the atmosphere. Grace felt her heart pounding in her chest. It was mercifully quick. His burned body stuck to the side of the window. Grace’s eyes remained fixed until the burnt mass sizzled into a bubble and slipped off.

    Damn it, the captain snarled. Damned stupid fools have burnt the hull.

    All around, Grace heard quiet sobbing. She wiped at her own eyes. The craft was equipped to hold twelve people and a reasonable amount of supplies. They had almost no supplies. Adams had snuck in eight more people instead. As he scanned the shuttle, the captain claimed his co-pilot’s softheartedness would be the death of them. From the corner of her eye, Grace watched as a woman crept up beside her. She was tiny and the two of them were able to share her seat with another man seated to their left. The man was studying the tiny woman with interest. Grace wasn’t much taller than the woman beside her, standing at five foot four. Grace’s one hundred and twenty pound frame pressed against the hard shuttle wall to make room.

    The shuttle was equipped with a shower and one toilet holding ocean water. They couldn’t waste their precious fresh water supply. The chair she was in would recline into a small bed with a built-in pillow. One thermal blanket was issued to each of the ten passengers and the captain and co-pilot. Grace had been allowed one small bag with her belongings. She didn’t have anything; the flood had wiped everything out.

    Grace looked out into vast darkness. Then looked back at Earth as it diminished in the distance. A dark cloud covered it like a smile from hell. Sparks lit every few moments as meteors hit and exploded—the devil’s pimples. Another shuttle trailed them; it too looked damaged, defeated, as they slunk away like dogs with their tails between their legs. To her far right, she saw two more shuttles. The light showed a male and female pilot in one, two males in the other. All looked overcrowded. How small they appeared in the vastness of the universe. Grace felt small. She felt alone.

    They were running out of shuttles as the Earth became too volatile to enter and exit. Soon no more would venture there again. Earth was a lost cause. Grace had been lucky to get out alive. Nothing in her future was certain and her past was but a blur. When did it all go sour? Too many why’s were dangerous thoughts when she was so vulnerable.

    Grace felt an odd sense of betrayal toward Earth. It was home. How could home do this to us? She felt like one of the children the mothers had tried to save—or damn. Nothing was certain. Slowly the flooding had increased in some areas of the world. It crept up on them. Oh, they oohed and ahhed and felt pity like all the other times when across the seas their homes were lost. Money poured into the suffering nations. Soon enough, the money stopped when it hit home. Parts of the world were hit with a devastating drought and soaring temperatures. Infestations of rats and insects clouded other parts. Earthquakes wiped out most of Asia. Tsunamis struck, battering the shorelines. A volcano erupted in Yellowstone Park. They knew they were doomed as California and Florida slipped into the ocean. Hawaii and Australia sank like the fallen Atlantis. Meteor fires wiped out crops and orchards. Starvation was rampant. The sun shone less as the smoke from raging fires rose heavenward. Mother Nature had turned rabid.

    The first shuttles out a few years prior carried scientists and heavily armed marines. When news came of a new world able to sustain human life, people were amazed. They had been gifted with salvation. The problem was they were unable to make larger crafts. The smaller ones could maneuver around falling meteors; the larger ones were unable to. The shuttles left more frequently, but it took two weeks for them to return and there weren’t many. Scientists worked double-time to create more shuttles, but they became damaged quickly. The last of the shuttles that now flew were so battered from years of painstakingly transporting the few survivors that a person was taking their life in their own hands when they climbed aboard. The death toll had climbed into the billions.

    Grace’s family hadn’t the money, power or position to buy into the shuttle rides. When finally it came to their turn, the pilots had said they would take only Grace, since she was of childbearing

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