Can a Plumarian reach deep inside himself to find a way to make the first move toward peace with the hostile Jadelings?
Nayix Lexion, Prince of Plumaria, finds himself dragged back to reality by his father and little sister after enduring an unexpected heartbreak and wallowing in isolation.
At the prospect of a possible rescue and saving Plumaria’s failing environment, he reluctantly agrees to journey to Earth. When several snafus get in his way, together with having his conscience tugged in two different directions, will he find the strength needed to survive?
Will a Jadeling find a way to steer through the long-standing hatred for the Plumarians infused in him by his father?
Veldroi Ruvax, son of the Jadeling Elite Leader, gets thrown into his first mission to Earth. Doing his best to overcome his lack of education and training, he’s unprepared for the glitches hurled at him from all sides.
Faced with memory loss and haunting images, he can’t determine whether truth or fiction, will he be able to escape the foreboding dread he might at any moment become something evil? Or can he believe the words of his beguiling rescuer?
Can a Plumarian and a Jadeling find a way past their differences and see what lies beneath their “skins?” Will they be able to work together to bring a murderer to justice and establish peace between their races while navigating their way through their skin-deep attraction?
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Publisher: Independently Published
Heat Level: 2
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Enemies to Lovers
Word Count: 34000
Setting: Aldebaran Galaxy
Languages Available: English
“Nayix, I would appreciate it if you’d come to my office. It’s important.”READ MORE
The dual multi-colored suns had just risen over the horizon on the tiny planet Zarine—a hospitable world in a previous time that lost three-quarters of its living space after an asteroid hit. Antos Lexion, the Supreme Monarch of Plumaria—a title given to him when his father passed to his Eternal Kingdom—didn’t relish the upcoming talk he needed to have with his son. The slight breeze his pacing created caused the feathers covering his humanoid body to flutter from light blue to dark blue. He had made a tough decision. One he knew his son would meet with plenty of protests. However, no complaint—big or small—would be enough to sway him from his position. The entire Plumarian race, now living under the expansive dome they’d created to protect them from Zarine’s harsh, post-asteroid tundra and provide them with a livable atmosphere, was at considerable risk that could spell their doom. Waiting for his son’s arrival, he sat behind his Zarinian crystal desk in the center of the room.
A gentle knock on the closed door roused him from his introspection. “Come in.” With a soft swish, the entrance slid open.
Nayix Lexion, Prince of Plumaria and Antos’s son, poked his head through the open portal and responded to his sire’s request. “You asked for me, Father?”
Antos nodded. “I did, Nix. It’s urgent. Otherwise, I would not have disturbed you. Why don’t you take a seat? We haven’t spoken in quite a while.”
Nix sighed and took a seat on the couch situated against the far wall of the office. His body in motion, the silver plumes covering his humanoid body, fluttered in the draft. “What is it you wish to speak about?”COLLAPSE