Having had his world cruelly taken away from him, Roman felt he was incapable of love. But an unselfish act would bring them both together, fighting for a love that they would do anything to keep.
Length: Mid Novel
Word Count: 67,667
Genre: Futuristic Romance
Available formats: PDF, RTF, Epub, HTML, Mobipocket (.prc)
© Cover Art by Alex DeShanks, January 2009
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author's imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.
“Aren’t you going to ask what I’m doing here?” “Besides saving my life?” He smiled at her. “Did you see Madden?” “No. Was he supposed to be here?” “He said that he was on his way here. He said that he got a message from you that Crang had come to the house. Where is Crang?” “I saw him last in the stands.” Roman took her hand. “We have to go. If we leave now, we can escape while all this bedlam is going on. I hope that Madden is here.” “But Crang will come after us.” “I’ll deal with him later. For now we have to get out of here. I need to get you somewhere safe.” Roman led Eos through the hallways. It was worse than bedlam. Eos couldn’t believe that her three shots had caused all this. Then she realized that more had to be going on. Employees were running out of the small offices with their belongings. Roman stopped a large Solarian. “Zan, what the hell is going on?” “The authorities are here. Someone told them about the illegal fights. They’re everywhere arresting whoever they can find. You had better get out while you can. Most of the other fighters are being arrested. They found the bodies that were scheduled for burial. If I didn’t have so limited space I would have gotten rid of them already. I just saw Crang and he looked seriously pissed. You better avoid him.” “He should have never taken over his brother’s businesses. Especially this place.” Zan snorted. “I could have told you that. Get going. Better hold on to her,” Zan said pointing his chin at Eos. “She might get snatched away in the process. All the female slaves are being rounded up too.” Roman smiled. “It seemed that Crang’s luck is running out.” “His other employees were getting tired of him. Samson hinted that he was the one that sent the entertainment guild after Crang. He said something about dead bodies being seen.” “Samson hated Naruk, but Crang even more. I’ve been hearing for the past few weeks that something was going down. I just didn’t know what, but I expected that if anything were going to happen it would happen here. Come on we have to get out of here.” “There they are!” a voice yelled behind them. Roman took off down the hallway with Eos in tow. At the end of the hall, three more Prallahs came at them. Roman pulled her back the other way. A door hissed opened and Crang stepped out. “You’re trapped, Roman. If you want to leave here alive I would suggest that you give me Eos and I’ll let you leave.” “Fuck off, Crang,” Roman said. “I thought you might say that.” Crang snapped his fingers. A Solarian walked out with Dalin. He had plasma gun pointed at her head. “Now you have a choice. Give me Eos or I will kill Dalin. I know that you and Dalin were close once and you wouldn’t want anything to happen to her. Then again, Dalin is a whore and Eos is your wife. But Dalin was your favorite whore, wasn’t she?” “Let her go. This is between you and me.” “Maybe, but I have to make sure that I get what I want. It’s your choice: Dalin or Eos.”