nikki hale
"Naughty is better than nice."
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Being the daughter of a rare and unique jewel merchant, Peri Royale worked with all types of
crystals. Now, a skilled healer, she faces another challenge. A dead father, a cryptic message
and the missing Kunzite crystal sends her in search of the one man she tried to forget, Stone
Zite.
Stone Zite job was to protect the emperor at all cost. No one took the job as seriously as Stone.
Forced to choose between crystal healing and retirement, Stone reluctantly accepts the lesser of
the two evils.
Guided by her father’s crystal and a trail of death, Peri and Stone will either learn to love or
become victims in a mad man’s board game of death.
crystals. Now, a skilled healer, she faces another challenge. A dead father, a cryptic message
and the missing Kunzite crystal sends her in search of the one man she tried to forget, Stone
Zite.
Stone Zite job was to protect the emperor at all cost. No one took the job as seriously as Stone.
Forced to choose between crystal healing and retirement, Stone reluctantly accepts the lesser of
the two evils.
Guided by her father’s crystal and a trail of death, Peri and Stone will either learn to love or
become victims in a mad man’s board game of death.
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“Is the human slut prepared?” The Vattian alien’s voice hissed and its long thin
fingers stroked the chained naked body.
Zite opened his eyes and glanced down at his skin. The tiny stingers on the gloved
hand left droplets of blood and a burning sensation. He forced himself not to flinch.
Down the scarred chest, over the buttocks, and between the legs, heat pulsed toward
his groin. Zite wrestled to control the lust racing through him, dropped his chin and
struggled to shut his brain down.
Another Vat stopped, pulled Zite’s head up by his hair and looked into his eyes.
“Yes, Sir,” the male stroked the prisoner until his cock was engorged. “This is the
last time we can use him or the drug.”
Zite struggled against the restraints. The metal and piri-reptilian leather cuffs and
waist belt prevented any movement. Fear lodged in his throat.
“Then I’ll make it count,” the male Vattian said before sucking the human’s penis
into his mouth.
Zite snapped awake.
fingers stroked the chained naked body.
Zite opened his eyes and glanced down at his skin. The tiny stingers on the gloved
hand left droplets of blood and a burning sensation. He forced himself not to flinch.
Down the scarred chest, over the buttocks, and between the legs, heat pulsed toward
his groin. Zite wrestled to control the lust racing through him, dropped his chin and
struggled to shut his brain down.
Another Vat stopped, pulled Zite’s head up by his hair and looked into his eyes.
“Yes, Sir,” the male stroked the prisoner until his cock was engorged. “This is the
last time we can use him or the drug.”
Zite struggled against the restraints. The metal and piri-reptilian leather cuffs and
waist belt prevented any movement. Fear lodged in his throat.
“Then I’ll make it count,” the male Vattian said before sucking the human’s penis
into his mouth.
Zite snapped awake.
