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Title: Ostakis
Author: Angelica Primm
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: February 18, 2019
Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex
Pairing: M/NB
Length: 52600
Genre: Science Fiction, LGBT, sci-fi, action, intersex
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Synopsis
Arlan Klath, the son of the Trademaster of Ostakis, bears the secret that the pious people of his planet want to hide from the homeworld and the HPC. The Curse of the Unspoken, wrought through the unspeakable acts of the First Colonists, afflicts all Ostakians, but some more strongly than others. Arlan is totally Cursed, considered born sinful and he lives without legal rights or property. He is scrutinized by Sharr who is enraged that Arlan’s father defiantly refuses to submit Arlan to a cruel act to “redeem” Arlan’s soul. The stakes increase when Arlan and Kaj form a relationship that Thyenn Sharr considers ample justification to usurp the Trademaster position through the power of his Church.
Excerpt
KAJ
Dearest Marta,
You would ask if I’m upset with my new
posting. No. Not that. Discomforted. Yes. That is the correct word. You know I
am a man who likes his routines, the stuff that meshes you to the pleasurable
aspects of living. A delicious cup of coffee in the morning. Grilled vegetables
on the barbecue and a nice glass of wine on the terrace in the evening.
Everyday things.
posting. No. Not that. Discomforted. Yes. That is the correct word. You know I
am a man who likes his routines, the stuff that meshes you to the pleasurable
aspects of living. A delicious cup of coffee in the morning. Grilled vegetables
on the barbecue and a nice glass of wine on the terrace in the evening.
Everyday things.
Where I head is not ordinary…
Landfall is the most dangerous part of
the journey.
the journey.
The transport shook and rattled as it
descended to hit the atmosphere of Ostakis. Flames flared from the heat shield
and now I know why the pilot told me to pull the shade on my seat window. It’s
terrifying watching the flames of friction ignited ionized gas shimmer outside
the window and engulf the ship. To take my mind off my impending death I mulled
over my last briefing with Director Kotel.
descended to hit the atmosphere of Ostakis. Flames flared from the heat shield
and now I know why the pilot told me to pull the shade on my seat window. It’s
terrifying watching the flames of friction ignited ionized gas shimmer outside
the window and engulf the ship. To take my mind off my impending death I mulled
over my last briefing with Director Kotel.
“How terraformed is this planet?” I had
asked the director. We both paged our copies of the sparse notes and reports on
Ostakis on our government issued readers. Survey had just turned in the
information, and I was eager to see it. But, at the director’s request, I had
to wait until this meeting to go through it thoroughly.
asked the director. We both paged our copies of the sparse notes and reports on
Ostakis on our government issued readers. Survey had just turned in the
information, and I was eager to see it. But, at the director’s request, I had
to wait until this meeting to go through it thoroughly.
“Not quite Earth normal,” said Director
Kotal. “Ten percent of the original plant and animal forms still survive. The
Ostakians fight the planet’s encroaching desert sands. The shield wall the
colonists built is in disrepair.”
Kotal. “Ten percent of the original plant and animal forms still survive. The
Ostakians fight the planet’s encroaching desert sands. The shield wall the
colonists built is in disrepair.”
That was an interesting bit of
information. “Any reason why?”
information. “Any reason why?”
“Our survey found abandoned population
centers. Grey and Jacobs in Analysis think the number of people is shrinking.
They may not have the workers to maintain it.”
centers. Grey and Jacobs in Analysis think the number of people is shrinking.
They may not have the workers to maintain it.”
“So, after all this time, it has begun.”
“Yes. It had to, didn’t it?” She stood
and stared out of the port window that revealed the desert planet beneath us.
“If any planet needs what the HPC offers, it is Ostakis.”
and stared out of the port window that revealed the desert planet beneath us.
“If any planet needs what the HPC offers, it is Ostakis.”
A silence hung between us. The urgency
of the mission weighed more heavily.
of the mission weighed more heavily.
“And another thing,” she said. “The
scout team reported rumors, or myths, of aboriginal tribes hiding in the
desert.”
scout team reported rumors, or myths, of aboriginal tribes hiding in the
desert.”
We looked each other in the eye. The
first hope of Earth had been finding indigenous sentients, but to our disappointment
found none.
first hope of Earth had been finding indigenous sentients, but to our disappointment
found none.
“Our lack of knowledge of the basis of
the Faith Progressive Church hampers us. They didn’t send literature on their
precepts.”
the Faith Progressive Church hampers us. They didn’t send literature on their
precepts.”
“Odd. Religions like to proselytize.”
“Exactly. So we can only assume that
there are things they don’t want us to know. Be careful of Thyenn Sharr, Kaj.
He’s the church’s head man. I can’t impress this enough on you. Their highly
conservative religious movement does not condone much that isn’t praying and
preaching. The hardest part of this assignment is conforming to the societal
norms of the planet.”
there are things they don’t want us to know. Be careful of Thyenn Sharr, Kaj.
He’s the church’s head man. I can’t impress this enough on you. Their highly
conservative religious movement does not condone much that isn’t praying and
preaching. The hardest part of this assignment is conforming to the societal
norms of the planet.”
“Until I otherwise need to.”
“Yes,” she said with a nod of her head.
“Until that. So tread carefully.”
“Until that. So tread carefully.”
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Meet the Author
Born in a century far less progressive than how her brain is wired, Angelica engages in occupations now considered now less than reputable, one of them being a ghostwriter of erotic and romance fiction. Since time travel is not an option, in her off time she contents herself with writing about people and places in a far distant future with the twists that only come with traveling to the stars.Angelica lives in Connecticut with an odd assortment of cats and humans and putters at hobbies ranging from art to bird watching when she’s not turning a phrase for her supper.
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