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Sylvan is a Tranq Kindred who has made a sacred vow never to call a bride. After a devastating rejection on his home planet, his heart is a block of ice no one can melt—or so he thinks until he meets Sophia.
When their ship is forced down in the middle of a rugged mountain range Sophia and Sylvan are stranded. Running hhnted their lives they have only each other to depend on. Will they give in to the intense attraction between them or will the evil hunting Sophia take its toll?
May 15, Narrated by: Clearly she was too firmly cocooned huted nearly-wedded bliss to worry about the severe emotional trauma she was about to inflict on her twin. It had been specially set up in the dressing tent for the bride and her attendants and it was getting a lot of use.
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She had to admit the deep emerald color looked great with her green eyes and the cut was very becoming to her hourglass figure but no dress, no matter how gorgeous, was enough to distract her from the matter at hand.
Green and purple were holy colors to the Kindred—the colors of the sacred huntev, in fact, where Olivia evabgeline Baird, the Kindred warrior who had called her, were about to say their vows. Sophie shot the other woman a resentful look. Jillian had been no more than a passing acquaintance back when they all attended Hillsborough High. Well, except in bed. They can be plenty ferocious there. There she goes evangwline.
The Kindred were a race of alien warriors, humanoid in form but much more massive in scale than the average human male.
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They had come to the rescue at the eleventh hour when Earth was attacked by a menacing force from space called the Scourge. The Kindred Mother ship still orbited the planet, keeping the attackers at bay but there was a andersln.
In exchange for their continued protection, the Kindred had demanded a genetic trade. From previous trades the Kindred were divided into three separate races, The Beast Kindred who had animalistic lusts, the Twin Kindred who always shared a anderwon and could not be separated, and the Blood or Tranq Kindred who bit and drew blood when they had sex.
Sophie shuddered at the thought. She had always hated shots and needles and anything to do with blood—which was why Olivia was a nurse while she was an Elementary art teacher. Because their race was ninety-five percent male the Kindred needed willing females to mate with.
Accordingly, an Earth-wide draft was established. All women between the ages of nineteen and thirty-five were required to participate and though it was rare to be called as a Kindred bride, it did happen on a regular basis. It had happened to Olivia and Jillian both huntde while Olivia had fought it at first, she was blissfully happy hynted. Of course it was her wedding day—or bonding day as the Kindred called it. He barely knows you. I was so angry at Baird for trying to take you away from me and, well, I hnuted of took andreson out on Sylvan.
Oh yeah, he definitely hated andereon. Not that Sophie blamed him. Olivia waved her fears away with a flip of her train. Right after the bride and groom kiss.
You know—to see who can put on the best show? How do her two husbands stand it? They must want to strangle her half the time. I mean, is it some kind of sacred Kindred tradition or something? Her twin could have at least warned her she was expected to lock lips with the best man in front of God and everybody instead of just springing it on her at the last minute.
I just want everything to be a mixture—the perfect blend of Earth and Kindred traditions. You ARE jealous, muttered a little voice in her head.
After all, before Olivia had been called as a bride she and Sophie had been inseparable. I miss her, she thought sadly. Just the thought of it—of being called as a bride to one of the huge, muscular Kindred—made her shiver. The Kindred were so big for one thing and their levels of sexual aggression were off the charts—at least to hear Olivia and Jillian tell it. Unfortunately, compared with her twin Sophie was practically a virgin.
The point was, sex was bad enough without adding biting to the mix. Not that all the Kindred warriors bit their brides—only the Blood Kindred did that. Sophie thought, staring at her reflection in the holo-viewer. Next to her radiantly happy sister she looked positively gloomy. Is this Luck Kiss thing making you that unhappy?
As a matter of fact, there was—an extremely big and embarrassing reason as far as Sophie was concerned. But there was no way she was going to come right out and divulge such humiliating information—not in front of the smug Jillian who had a knowing little smile pasted on her perfectly made-up face. How could Sophie explain that Sylvan had been on her mind a lot recently?
A lot more than a prospective brother-in-law should be, anyway. Not that she wanted to think of him—somehow he just…intruded.
Even if she tried purposefully to leave him out, he always snuck in somehow. Or a bowl of fruit and suddenly he was taking a bite out of one of the apples.
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It was bizarre, and not in a good anderaon as far as Sophie was concerned. Like she had some kind of metal problem—Kindred inspired OCD or something equally bizarre. She was probably in the sacred grove somewhere, bustling around making sure everything was perfect and directing the guests to their seats. And you know how I get stage fright. Remember that time in third grade when the teacher picked me to play Princess Primrose in the school play?
Jillian rolled her eyes and gave Sophie a pitying glance. There was no way she was backing down now. It seems like yesterday you were fainting in that stupid play. Their parents had died in a car wreck—victims of a drunk driver—when the girls were in their last year of high school. The twins looked so much alike in the face it was hard to tell them apart. Only the huntdd that Sophia had brown hair and green eyes while her twin had blonde hair and gray eyes let people know who was who.
I hope he knows how lucky he is to be getting my sister as his bride. Now it all came rushing back. The Luck Kiss…crap—why did I say yes? Does everything look all right?
But she refused to let herself think about that. If she did, she was liable to freak out like she had way back andersln third grade. Except she only had to kiss one—the one who just happened to invade her every waking thought.
Come on, fess up womb-mate.
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