I never expected this. I originally wrote War Games expecting to sell about 10 copies or so. Needless to say, the success I have had with this has been overwhelming. This is the first book I have ever written, and I purposely wrote a short story because I did not expect to get much out of my efforts. Now that I know that my writing is not in vain, the next in this series should be longer and more flushed out.
The next book in this series will focus on Jakar and reveal a lot more about the Morian race and society.
I really cannot believe the success I have had with this story. Absolutely unbelievable to me. Thank you to everyone who helped me along the way.
Summary of War Games:
This is the military’s first encounter with extra terrestrial life! Rae’s tasked with interviewing the alien one-on-one. However, when she arrives nothing goes as planned. She ends up kidnapped by Markar, who doesn’t seem to know why he’s so attracted to the small human, but he intends to find out!
Rae’s always wanted a little more adventure in her life, but is this more than she can handle?
Markar came to Earth on a mission of diplomacy, knowing his species was superior to humans and that the Earthlings offered no threat to them. Now he knows the truth. Humans have one threat that could destroy the fabric of his species’ society: females. But if they offer such a great threat, why can’t he stay away from Rae?
Warning: Contains adult content.
Excerpt from War Games:
Rae picked up the pace as she moved through the narrow passageways in the underground government facility. The human species’ first contact with intelligent extraterrestrial life! It was truly awe-inspiring! She couldn’t help but feel the adrenaline racing through her veins, as excitement became her prevalent emotion. Rae was aware of her reaction to the debriefing only minutes earlier, and took steps to control her mental state. She took pride in being able to look at any situation logically, an asset that had helped her countless times when moving up the ranks in the army.
Once Rae looked at the situation from a cooler perspective, she couldn’t help but feel unnerved at the way her superiors were handling it. Of course the country would want every advantage when dealing with an alien species, but only one woman for this meeting? She was well versed in her directives, but wouldn’t a larger group be more intimidating? What did the government hope to gain from this situation? Rae was confident in the art of self-defense and could handle a gun like no other, but to only have ballistic glass separating the alien from her was an alarming idea.
Stopping at her destination, an inconspicuous door within the long hallway, Rae took a deep breath. She was prepared to do her job, like she had done countless times before, but this was an unprecedented situation. She was going to be a part of history in the making.
The room she entered was dim with nothing but a single chair and desk in the center. Beyond that, was a reinforced titanium wall. In the center of that wall was a window big enough to fit a small car through, but thankfully five layers of high-grade ballistic glass thick. Rae couldn’t help but feel it wasn’t enough. As she sat down uncertainly into the only chair within the room, the rest of the fluorescent lights in the room flickered to life. Leaning forward on the table, Rae prepared herself for what was to come.
Rae tapped her pen anxiously against the table. She had been sitting in the small room for a while now, and nothing seemed to be happening. She looked a little uneasily at the large, dark window in front of her, and then glanced towards one of the cameras in the room. If she was expected to just sit here for another half an hour, there was going to be an issue.
Rae had been under the impression that the alien was open to human interaction, and was well versed in the art of conversation, and that the interview was to be started immediately. Beyond the reinforced window was only darkness, where she expected the being to be. Rae glanced uneasily toward the camera again, hoping for some direction from her superiors. Was she misinformed about something?
Not one for inaction, she hesitantly got up and explored the barren room. She was supposed to be interviewing the alien and helping to determining it’s impact on the human civilization, but the situation was beginning to seem a bit odd. Perhaps she had gotten the time wrong.
Slowly moving around the room, Rae made her way to the large window, through which she was supposed to be conversing with a sentient being. Only, there didn’t seem to be anything on the other end, only a vast black void.
Peering into the depths of that black nothingness, Rae nearly had a heart attack when something hit the window, cracking five panes of the strongest glass known to man. Rae cursed as she stumbled back from the shock, effectively falling on her ass. The large glass window began to bow towards her, slowly bubbling out into the room.
“Holy shit!” Rae whispered. This interview was not going how she planned.
Alarms started blaring, and still the window seemed to be extending outward. Its progress halted for a second, but then over the blaring sirens Rae could hear the impact of something hitting the window and cracking it further. Scrambling to the opposite end of the room, Rae stayed low to ground, frozen in shock.
Finally forcing herself to move, she had the fortitude to slowly remove her handgun from her holster. With shaking hands, she aimed the gun towards the void beyond the window and waited for what was to come.
Rae screamed and covered her face to protect it from flying shards as the window suddenly blasted outward. In the flashing lights the alarm produced, Rae could barely make out the hulking figure of a large humanoid shape emerge from the room beyond.
Once again lifting her gun and aiming at the alien life form, her shaking hands pulled the trigger, and did not stop until the entire barrel was empty. Still, the form kept progressing towards her, completely unfazed.
End of Excerpt
© Cynthia Lore
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