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Vira Episode Two
Vira Episode Two
Vira Episode Two
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Vira Episode Two

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Vira stopped the attack on the Apollo, but it's the tip of the iceberg. A conspiracy is afoot in the Coalition, and it'll threaten all.
When Park and Vira arrive on the moon to begin their primary mission, they're drawn into an assassination plot. With no idea who's being targeted, they're running out of time.
Worse. There's something under the moon. A shadow of the Force that's permeated every crack, crevice, and building. One that's just waiting for the chance to rise. And when it does, there'll be nowhere to hide.

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Vira follows a secret superweapon and her charming handler fighting for peace. If you love your space opera with action, heart, and a splash of romance, grab Vira Episode Two today and soar free with an Odette C. Bell series.

Vira is the 7th Galactic Coalition Academy series. A sprawling, epic, and exciting sci-fi world where cadets become heroes and hearts are always won, each series can be read separately, so plunge in today.

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Release dateMay 31, 2017
ISBN9781386080749
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    Vira Episode Two - Odette C. Bell

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    Park

    Vira, no, the bomb, Park spat as quickly as he could as the bomb continued to vibrate through the room behind them. At the same time, he swore he heard the distinct sounds of a team trying to tear their way through the airlock entry from the corridor.

    They had seconds. Less than seconds. But Vira didn’t even need that.

    With movements so quick, Park couldn’t even track them, she wrenched the transportation device off Rogers’ wrist, typed something into the device, then thrust it behind her. It sailed through the air, slammed against the bomb, and created some kind of magnetic lock against it.

    Park jerked to the side, eyes blasting wide. No, what have you done— he began, knowing in his heart of hearts that the sophisticated, once completely-hidden bomb wouldn’t simply easily be transported away.

    He was wrong.

    Just as the bomb engaged in full and filled the room with a specific kind of light, the transporter hummed into life, and the two disappeared.

    It took Park several seconds to appreciate that the immediate threat was gone.

    Then he swiveled all of his attention onto Vira. She stood there, looming over Rogers, her body floating so she could look him right in the eye.

    Park could no longer see Rogers’ face, as his head was completely covered in the sophisticated armor of the long-range spacesuit. That didn’t matter, because Park swore he could appreciate Rogers’ expression. One of dumbfounded shock.

    Rogers began to stutter. What… what are you?

    Though Park’s body was still weak from blood loss, the adrenaline of almost being blown up gave him just enough strength to stagger across to Vira. He clutched a hand over his profusely bleeding arm, the fingers of his left hand so damn stiff, they could’ve been sticks of steel. Vira… you have to get out of here – I can hear the security team trying to blast their way through from the opposite side of the door, he thought to her.

    She didn’t react.

    Vira, he screamed out loud.

    Vira brought a hand up, shifted her fingers to the side, and Rogers’ helmet disappeared.

    That was all it took. Park knew sophisticated armor like that, more than well enough to appreciate that it was meant to be impossible to hack. The security codes that kept it in place were one of the best-kept secrets in the Coalition. But wasn’t Park forgetting something? Vira was a far more important secret, and from what she’d been telling him, she had access to all Coalition standard scanning procedures, shield modulations, you name it. So this was a walk in the park for her, excuse the pun.

    But it was still the goddamn most dangerous thing she could have done. Saving the deck was one thing, saving Park was something else, but she’d just revealed herself to Rogers.

    Now Park could see the guy’s face, he could appreciate just how shocked the bastard was. Rogers’ eyes were as wide as they could possibly be. Though the hermetically sealed environment of his spacesuit would’ve been able to wick the growing sweat from his brow seconds before, now his helmet was off, Rogers’ face dripped with sweat. The man shivered, too, but he never blinked. His lips wobbled and cracked open again. What are you? he said as he stared at Vira.

    She simply looked at him.

    Vira, Park said through clenched teeth. We need to get out of here, he thought. That security team—

    Will not be able to make it through, she answered out loud.

    Great, she was blocking them too? This was it – it was over. There was no damn way Park was going to be able to hide this from the rest of the crew.

    Despite the fact he’d just technically survived hell, he thought of it – the kill switch. He could barely move his right arm, but that didn’t matter – because he swore the sensations around the implant in his right wrist were still strong enough that he could feel the weight of the switch. Plus, all it would take was a goddamn press.

    Vira, your secret is the most important thing, he tried in her mind.

    This man is planning an assassination, she said.

    Rogers’ eyes looked as if they were being pressed between two bricks. Sorry? How do you know— he began, but he stopped himself in time.

    Park paled. What? Who?

    Vira ticked her head to the side, and there was a robotic efficiency about it. I don’t know yet, but I will find out.

    Park opened his mouth to encourage her to find out quicker, then he stopped and shook his head. We have to get out of here. We have to… he trailed off.

    Shit? What would they do now? Rogers had seen Vira’s abilities – not all of them, but more than enough to prove that she wasn’t any ordinary member of crew. So what the hell were they meant to do now?

    Park was not a murderer. A soldier, yes – he would do whatever he had to to protect the Coalition. Even if some of his orders seemed brutal, if, ultimately, they would lead to more peace, then he would follow them out.

    What the hell were they meant to do with Rogers? If they allowed him to live, he would speak. Worse, he might share Vira’s secret with whatever the hell conspiracy he was part of.

    But Rogers, it seemed, had other plans.

    He jerked his eyes off Vira and locked them on Park. You can’t stop us. No one can stop us. We’re everywhere, we’re everyone. And if one of us dies, he said, his jaw suddenly twitching to the side and his eyes blasting wide with a particular muscular twitch, another will rise to take their place, he slurred the last of his words as his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

    He’d just killed himself.

    Vira snapped forward, tried to spread a hand over his head, but it was clear she was too late.

    She swore, her voice punching through the room.

    With an arm around Rogers’ back, she guided him down to the ground, still spreading a hand over his brow.

    Park had no idea what she was doing. Maybe she was attempting to skim the rest of his dying memories, or perhaps she had the ability to bring a man back from the dead.

    He reached forward with his good hand and locked it on her shoulder, instantly transferring his blood over her once clean uniform.

    The move was enough to gain her attention, and she slowly shifted her head toward him. I couldn’t save him. That neurological implant is sophisticated. It killed him just as it unshielded itself. He’s dead, she added with needless clarification.

    Park nodded. It’s probably for the best, he answered, even though it was a cold damn thing to say. But right now, you need to get out of here. Transport away.

    First, we need a plan to ensure that no one is suspicious about what happened here.

    I will figure it out, Park said. Just get out of here. Now. Transport away to somewhere safe, he began, intending to tell her to get back to her quarters, but then he stopped. No. If you can, discreetly, he began, but just as quickly as he began, he shook his head, realizing how wildly inappropriate his suggestion was. He’d been about to order Vira to flit through the ship, using her unique and un-trackable covert skills to figure out if there were more bombs and traps on the Apollo.

    She straightened, either reading his mind or having predicted what he’d been about to say. I’ll do that.

    No, he said through clenched teeth. It’s too much of a risk.

    And remaining on a ship that’s about to explode isn’t a risk? she said pointedly.

    She had him on that one. He slowly ground his teeth together, even though he swore he barely had the strength left to stand. You have a point. But for the love of God—

    I will be discreet. Now, wrack your mind to come up with a good explanation of this, she said, her tone quick and efficient and suspiciously sounding like an order.

    He didn’t pull her up on it. He just watched her as she began to walk right through the wall toward the maintenance service duct to the side. Just before she could go, for some damn reason, he staggered toward her, reaching a hand out.

    She arched her head and watched him. What is it?

    Thank you, he said. He made eye contact, too. And he tried to mean it, right down from the bottom of his heart. Now get going.

    She stared at him, and though he’d previously told himself that he was good at reading Vira’s emotions, right now he had no idea what she was thinking.

    Then her expression changed, however subtly, however quickly, and for just the tiniest moment Park swore he saw it. Trust. The beginnings of trust growing in Vira’s mind.

    It was something.

    He nodded at her and arched his head toward the service tunnel. Good luck. Be—

    Careful. The same goes for you, she said as she finally disappeared right through the wall.

    The thrill of watching her shift through metal – even though it was one he’d seen before – was enough to keep Park on his feet.

    Then he remembered that the security team was seconds from blasting through the airlock and saving him.

    He cast his gaze around, mind suddenly kicking into full gear as it attempted to come up with a plan as to how he – and not Vira the super weapon – had somehow done this and saved the ship.

    Just when blood loss threatened to drive him to his knees and shut down his reasoning completely, he saw something shift slightly through the wall, and Vira’s head popped into view for just a second. Don’t worry – I will hide all sensor readings. Just play it cool, she said, and the exact way she said just play it cool made Park want to laugh. It was so damn cute. It was clearly something she’d seen on one of her numerous screens in her basement room, clearly something she was trying out for the first time.

    Vira brought a hand forward and flicked it toward the airlock out into the hallway. You have five seconds. Just play it cool, she repeated. Then she disappeared.

    He stared at the spot where she’d disappeared until, several seconds later, as if on cue, the door blasted off its hinges.

    It sent an acrid bellow of smoke and gas pushing into the airlock, and Park had to bring up his good arm and clamp it over his head to try to block out the searing light and raking scent.

    A second later, the sound of pounding, armored footfall met his ears.

    As Park slowly brought down his arm, it was to

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