Torch
Torch
Number VII of
Galactic Cage Fighters
KD Jones
JK Publishing, Inc. (2014)
Tags: Erotic, Fantasy, Romance, Scifi
Warning: For Mature Adult Audiences. Contain language and actions some may deem offensive. Violence. Sexually explicit content. MF
In book seven of Galactic Cage Fighters: Left with no choice, Isis flees her home world and goes to the one place her own people would never think to look for her. She signs on as a fighter for the Galactic Cage Fighters Association on the halfsie side. A new start for a new life, in a career she loves and friends she adores. Unexpectedly, she finds herself attracted to the wrong male. Her only problem, her new life may be threatened as those that wish to control her and return her to her old life close in on her.
Torch is a Voltan halfsie fighting for the Galactic Cage Fighters Association. He joined the GCFA so he could get to know his niece that he never knew existed. Torch knows he has a tendency to self-destruct but can’t seem to stop drowning his loneliness in alcohol and females. That was until
her—
Isis. The one female who refuses his flirtations, which drives him crazy. How could any female deny him?
Torch is fire and Isis is ice. The moment Torch sees her he knows he has to have her. And he is the one temptation Isis cannot deny. Do they give in to their mutual attraction or will their passion erupt and burn them both? Alternatively, will the truth of who Isis is pull them apart forever?
Torch
Galactic Cage Fighters
Book Seven
by KD Jones
© Copyright August 2014 JK Publishing, Inc.
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Edited by ML Hill
Artwork by Jess Buffett
Published by JK Publishing, Inc.
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Table of Contents
Excerpt from Inter-Galactic Bounty Hunters
Prologue
Today was her twenty-first birthday. A day that should have been full of joy and celebration. A day she dreamed about as a child. Instead, it was the most dreaded day of her life.
“She will mate with Prince Ishop. It has been decided.”
Those words put fear in her heart. Isistania ran down the corridors of the Royal House of Isia. What was she going to do now?
The Council had just declared her Ishop’s property. He had always treated her like that, like something he owned. She hated Ishop and she hated Isia’s council for forcing her to mate with him. It should have been her choice to make. If her parents were still alive, it would have been her choice.
She stopped by a window and looked out on her home world. The surface of the Isle of Isia was made of freezing temperatures, the terrain mostly of icebergs. Not a livable place. Most creatures burrowed underground. Those that lived on the surface lived a short life.
Most of her people didn’t live on the surface; they dwelled within a multi-level dome that went down below the surface almost to the center of the planet itself. The further down you traveled the warmer it became. At the core level, the planet was almost like a rainforest with trees, plants, exotic flowers, lots of animals, and warm water from waterfalls. It was considered the paradise level. But she didn’t get to live there.
As a royal, one of the last princesses born on the Isle of Isia, Isistania had to live on the upper levels, closer to the harsh surface. She hated it. As a princess, she was treated like property. Her every move monitored and criticized. All she wanted was a day away from the royal responsibilities.
She hadn’t lived on the upper levels all the time. When her parents were still alive, they had vacationed on the lower levels. Her favorite had been a spot closer to the core. It was wonderful. She had gotten to go to school with all her friends, played, and just enjoyed her young life. But that all changed when she turned twelve years old.
Her parents had been killed when a warring nation attacked their planet. Her and her parents had come to the surface levels to perform their royal duties. They were killed and she survived. The Council placed her into the care of her mother’s distant cousins, Disa and Crep. They weren’t royal but they wanted the power and prestige that went along with it. So they made Isistania move to the upper levels for their benefit. All decisions on her life were made by her guardians.
At age thirteen, Disa and Crep began entertaining offers for an arranged mating for Isistania. Her feelings and thoughts were never considered. She was a princess and her worth was in the royal offspring she could provide.
By age fifteen, her guardians had selected the male they would promise her to. Again, she had no say in the choice. Their criteria were the male was either royal or came from a high political family. He also had to pay a mate price big enough to satisfy them. Prince Ishop met those criteria.
Her first impression of him from a distance was that he was beautiful with his tall, lean body and blonde hair. But after being formally introduced to him, and the years of seeing him, she began to see that his beauty was superficial.
Ishop was ten years older than Isistania and acted as if the world revolved around him. Her only reprieve was he had to wait until she was twenty-one, which was the legal adult age for all Isians. Isians had rituals and procedures they were adamant to maintain.
Today, the day of her birth, marked her adulthood. She received her marking as well. Isians grew markings, similar to tattoos, that appear at different stages of life. She had a Birth mark on her inner knee shaped like a star that appeared within an hour of her birth. She received her Puberty mark at fifteen years of age, which was shaped like a moon on her shoulder. Today she received the Adulthood mark, which was shaped like a triangle, located on her back between her shoulder blades, it had shown up before she woke from her sleep. It also meant she was ready to mate. Her time was up. But she was not ready for this. She wasn’t sure she would ever be ready to mate Ishop. She wanted more time. She froze in place as she felt someone step behind her. Ishop.
“Tonight you will finally be mine," he told her, touching a strand of her short, curly, silvery blonde hair. “I cannot wait to train you." His father interrupted him and they walked off laughing.
She hated him with a passion. He had tried to take her innocence multiple times through the years hoping to force an early mating. However, her father, before he died taught her fighting skills, which she used to protect herself. If she stayed, she would have no choice but to let him mate her. It was expected of her, her royal obligation to her people. She just couldn’t do it. But what else could she do?
She looked out at the surface spaceport. Everyone coming and going. As a child, she would wonder where people went or where they were from. A game she played with her mother sometimes. They made up little stories about each person. She really missed her parents. A ship docking caught her eye. It had a familiar logo on it. She grabbed a servant that was passing by.