Escaped slave and radical Genthry is facing down his final moments, bound to the execution platform, when some soul detonates the platform and the prison wall. He didn’t plan it, but he’s more than happy to take the opportunity to escape and thumb his nose at fate yet again. By the time he gets his hands on a ship, the authorities have caught up to him in the form of handsome marshal Dryath Riatt. When a passerby knocks the marshal out, Genthry takes Riatt “hostage” to save him from the angry crowd. Dryath knew he shouldn’t have thought the job was done just because he got his hands on escaped killer Genthry. He wasn’t counting on the local crowd jumping in to help the dirtbag escape, the local garrison refusing to lift a finger to help him ... or Genthry being possibly the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. Now he’s a captive, restrained, and flying to some unknown destination with a terrorist who doesn’t make him feel unsafe at all. When an encounter with pirates forces a sudden landing, Genthry and Dryath must hide together before either can find safety. Can they overcome their differences, or will these enemies sell each other out before they can find happiness?

See Ya, Space Cowboy

“Plehsiss wasn’t always this peaceful. For a while, the Republic made a concerted effort to establish their dominance over this place. They ultimately pulled back because it wasn’t cost effective to throw soldiers at the problem anymore, but if the situation becomes a threat to the refueling station, things will change.” He rubbed his temples.


Dryath nodded and brought his cup up under his hood. Genthry assumed he was drinking from it.


“I assume you’re here to hide out for a few days?” Sarise waved her antennae at them.


“If that’s still okay.” Genthry kept his smile bright and didn’t look away.


“Of course. It’s yours. Jormoly is off on a supply run but he’ll be back in a week. There’s plenty of food and drink up there.”


Chapter 21