Tylar Daire is the navigator on a space mission whose focus is to discover a cure for a mysterious illness killing colonists on Terra. The crew consists of the captain, a soldier for protection, a scientist to study the virus, Tylar himself, and hot-shot ace pilot Rion Z'ev. From the moment Tylar and Rion meet, sparks fly. They try their best to keep their growing relationship from the others, but when they're alone on the bridge during the day, or holed away in the sleeping quarters at night, they can't keep their hands off each other.<br><br>Soldier Jareth is an old friend of Tylar's. When he begins to suspect he's caught the virus they're trying to cure, he swears Tylar to secrecy. But Jareth gets worse, until he can't hide it any more, and he collapses out in the field. Will the crew be able to defeat the virus, or is it too late to save them all?

Navigator's Log

turned red, then began to flash. An alarm began to blare around us.


Over its din, Ansel yelled, “You have to push both buttons to stop


the cycle. Tylar! Thirty seconds is all we have. Then it starts up


again and we can’t stop it a second time.”


reached it first, my hand splayed out. The glass shattered easily


beneath my palm and I could feel tiny nicks as the broken shards


bit into my skin. Nothing major, just a few small scrapes—they’ll


heal soon enough. I laid on the button as hard as I could, willed


the damn alarm to stop already, open the fucking door and for the


love of Christ and all the saints above just stop it with the


Rion rushed into the chamber, me right behind him. Paol was


fumbling with the clasps on Jareth’s mask but his fingers were


Chapter 14