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Mated with the Cyborgs - Scifi Alien Menage Romance
Mated with the Cyborgs - Scifi Alien Menage Romance
Mated with the Cyborgs - Scifi Alien Menage Romance
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Mated with the Cyborgs - Scifi Alien Menage Romance

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Juniper is at the top of her field, a female scientist a thousand years in the future. She is on her first space mission with a minimal crew, a couple of cyborg assistants named Bren and Pov to help her as she catalogues new planets, with their unique new species of life, both plants and animals. 

When Juniper is taken by a rogue alien, the men are frantic to find her as they realize that she means more to each of them than they knew. Will they find her before it is too late?

A Standalone Short Story with No Cliffhanger! 

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 14, 2018
ISBN9781386483540
Mated with the Cyborgs - Scifi Alien Menage Romance

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    Mated with the Cyborgs - Scifi Alien Menage Romance - Gloria Martin

    Mated with the Cyborgs

    Chapter 1

    Shimmering and beautiful , space was unveiled around all sides of Juniper as the observation deck folded back its most protective layers.  Thick glass allowed Juniper to observe the worlds that stretched and webbed in the galaxies ahead of her.

    The observation deck was a large lounge with long couches and tables, an abandoned bar sat against a wall.  The floor was a dark and wood-like, created from plastics and manmade fiber when wood became a rarity.  Between it and the curtain of space, the white furniture and pale Juniper seemed to float like stars.  She collapsed into one of the oversized chairs, its shape was angular but the fabric and cushion of it felt divine against her body.

    The Marianne Zoendy, named after the designer’s late wife, was built to house a crew of one hundred.  Fewer and fewer people were agreeing to continue on missions that would risk their lives after the first few habitable planets were found, they decided that they were lucky enough to survive and didn’t want to risk more than necessary.  Slowly the crew dwindled down to only three, and Juniper was the only one of the remaining three that had joined by their own choice.

    Her peach and gold nail polish was tracing small temporary lines into the arm of the chair as she trailed her fingertips across it thoughtfully.

    She joined the first mission when she was only 18, ready to explore- to be out there and show that she could be anything and do anything. She wanted everyone to know who she was and what she was capable of.  She quickly rose through the ranks into a position that let her be a surface explorer, able to have hands on experience with new lifeforms and worlds no human being had ever seen before.

    It had been fifteen years though, and it seemed that she was really the only person with any passion for it left.  People were frightened off by the danger of it, or were just ready to settle and evolve a new planet into something habitable, but she had fire in her blood and wasn’t finished yet.

    You don’t have to sit in here alone, you know, a kind, deep voice said, pulling her out of her thoughts and back onto the ship.  She glanced up at him briefly, her gaze pausing on his mint green eyes before looking back out into the spread of space ahead of them.  She had tried her best to not let affections for other people interrupt her work.  It wasn't a far fetch to say that she had been having difficulties with the two crew members on board about that.

    I just thought it would be nice to unwind a bit before we reach FE302, she responded. She slid her mahogany colored hair away from her face with her left hand in a thoughtless motion.

    I made lunch if you’ll have it, he motioned to the door with his left hand: it was pale save for blue and silver wires that let patterns unwind under what might have been his skin, she wasn’t sure what material it was now.  A brief pause in her thoughts and she could smell what might have been a tomato based soup, or maybe pasta sauce.  He was wearing well-fitting pants that were snug in just the right places, a

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