Wondering what REQUIEM is all about? You came to the right place!
The rebels are losing the intergalactic war.
They need a prototype of the Deg’Nara’s latest weapon, a planet-killer, to survive. A covert operations team is tasked with finding and retrieving the weapon. Their mission is proceeding as planned when it goes horribly wrong. Ashyr, a space pirate, swoops in and literally tears the weapon from the team’s hands.
Cam can’t let that happen. Impetuous, reckless, and determined to retrieve it at all costs, she throws herself onto Ashyr’s ship and the battle begins.
Excerpt (one of my favorites):
One eye popped open. With a low groan, Cam forced the other to follow. Her head ached as though a million drums were pounding an uneven rhythm through her brain. She cringed in pain. Even her teeth hurt! She started to raise her hands and rub her forehead but then realized she was lying on her side on a lumpy cot with her hands and feet bound behind. Not much chance of escape!
Water! What she wouldn’t do for a glass of water right now. Her mouth felt like cotton and tasted like shit!
“You’re awake,” a deep voice grumbled.
Cam’s lashes fluttered as she fought to focus. The bug-eyed, green-skinned alien of her nightmares stood before her. “Yeah, and lucky for me, the first thing I see is your butt-ugly face.”
With a growl, he fiddled with his wrist-com, releasing the shackles binding her feet and then dragged her upright. “Ashyr wants to see you. Now!”
“Sorry. No can do,” she flipped, shaking her head. “Got a bitch of a headache. Female thing you know.”
“You go,” he snarled as he shoved her through the entryway into a dimly lit corridor.
Sarcasm was always her favorite weapon when she was scared—and she was terrified right now and so stinking alone. “Help me out here! What do I call you besides creepy or ugly? Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy with either one.”
She could almost feel the steam emanating from his scaly green skin, but after a few parsecs, he grudgingly answered.
“I am called Falis.”
She managed a short laugh even though her heart was pounding. “Ah! Phallic? Good name. Fits.”
“Falis! My name is Falis.”
“Phallic! Falis! Sounds the same. Most of the males on our planet go by the name of phallic or phallus in one way or another. Doesn’t matter, but we usually shorten it to Dick!” She gave him a sneering smile. “Dick! Perfect! That’s what I’ll call you. So much more intimate.”
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