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Minerva has been acting as Recruiter Norz for years. Her mind can split into eight different directions and propel the bot bodies in areas where the alien might be in danger.

When her daughter was taken from her too soon, she had to split her off time between taking care of herself and monitoring her child growing in the tank. In the battle between her and her child, she was losing herself.

Imbolt has been on his way to Terra for some time. His genetic match had produced a daughter, and five months from now, she would be out in the world. Unfortunately, the woman he had been matched with would not make it if he didn’t take matters into his hands and out of hers.

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Release dateJul 15, 2016
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Viola Grace

Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.

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    Quit - Viola Grace

    When Minny’s life changes, a career as a recruiter isn’t half as tempting as the new ambassador to Earth.

    Minerva has been acting as Recruiter Norz for years. Her mind can split into eight different directions and propel the bot bodies in areas where the alien might be in danger.

    When her daughter was taken from her too soon, she had to split her off time between taking care of herself and monitoring her child growing in the tank. In the battle between her and her child, she was losing herself.

    Imbolt has been on his way to Terra for some time. His genetic match had produced a daughter, and five months from now, she would be out in the world. Unfortunately, the woman he had been matched with would not make it if he didn’t take matters into his hands and out of hers.

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    Copyright © 2016 Viola Grace

    ISBN: 978-1-4874-0800-8

    Cover art by Martine Jardin

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    Terran Times Second Wave

    By

    Viola Grace

    Chapter One

    Minerva stretched and resettled herself, reading from the fairy tales and slowly turning the digital pages. The chair that the medical staff had put next to Alyla’s gestation tube had small rockers, so she moved herself to the time of the story.

    She read until her voice was hoarse and her lids were drooping.

    Medic Carhill came to her and shook her shoulder. Minerva, you need to get some rest. I will watch over her. I promise.

    Minny looked at the familiar face with tired eyes. How much longer?

    Five months. You are halfway there. The medic smiled. Do you need help?

    No. No. I am fine. She set the tablet down and got to her feet. She swayed and kissed her fingers before pressing them against the tank where her daughter floated at twice the size she had been when Minerva had given birth to her. Her father’s species—whatever it was—aged slower and had a much longer gestation period. Alyla wasn’t the size of a human baby yet, but she was nearly there. Soon, she would be heading toward the growth spurt that would take her up to the projected fourteen pounds, and from there, it would be a matter of weeks before Minerva could hold her in her arms.

    There was nothing like the hollow feeling of not having her baby with her when she returned home every night.

    With a heavy heart, Minny headed for her quarters, but her soul was still with her child, floating quietly in the liquid that was letting her grow and be healthy. It was a consolation that didn’t give her much comfort. She wanted her child in her arms.

    * * * *

    Leema Marx checked her com unit and keyed in the pass code to the call. The face was scary but a relief to see. Emissary. I take it that you are in our space?

    The head inclined. I am. How are they doing?

    The baby is developing well. All of the growth schedules are on point.

    And the recruiter? How is she doing?

    I am very happy that you have come to our system, Emissary Imbolt Kei Zanicon. Leema smiled tightly.

    He nodded. I will be there within twelve hours. Regulations demanded that we slow earlier in this system.

    Excellent. She is resting now and will be on shift then. If possible, I will have her meet you at the arrivals bay.

    She will meet me there.

    Leema nodded nervously. Yes. Of course.

    See you in twelve hours, Commander Marx. He disconnected the call.

    Leema exhaled long and low. She had never seen someone who could radiate that much power via the coms. It was amazing that Alyla was his daughter. The baby shared some of the grey-mahogany skin tone, but it had its mother’s features. It certainly didn’t have the tattoos that were writhing over his face and neck.

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