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Odyssey Bourne Force

Author: Deb Renner never really thought about writing, until lightning struck one humid evening in November 2005. She has scores of unfinished manuscripts of novels, short stories, poems and lyrics stashed away in cyberspace, ready to one day face a brave new world. Until turning forty, Kate Willard’s life was predictable, organised and lonely. Then, unexplainable visions and dreams threaten her sanity. Believing she is going crazy, she desperately searches for answers. Upon the discovery of a bloodstone, crude mental powers unlock inside her and lucid dreams guide her to Divisions — an extreme covert organization running a secret project; the Odyssey Bourne Force — so secretive, they deny their existence. Divisions possess an ancient stone portal, allowing for extraterrestrial exploration. Kate reluctantly joins Divisions and falls in love with OBF team member Doctor Peter Reynolds, a brilliant archaeologist who excavated the stone portal in Egypt. Amongst his collection of artefacts is a second, identical bloodstone, which increases her powers. Together, they learn she is a reincarnation of an unknown ancient queen who somehow saved humanity from extermination six thousand years ago. Though this amazing feat resulted in a tragic price. It seems the imperfect reincarnation process has left Kate with harrowing and disjointed memories hiding the vital truth. Everything seems reliant on Kate - but who can Kate rely on?

Debbie Renner · sci-fi
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Chapter 292: Salet Part 5

“Would you protest if I merely demonstrated a fight sequence, the key word being demonstrated, with another female of course? It is an old tradition that I have always enjoyed, and has nothing to do with Teo, I assure you.”

Before he opened his mouth again she stated, “It would make good entertainment and I need to release some energy too. You know I can look after myself—I duped your guards didn’t I?”

The utter nerve of what she just stated forced him to silence and he glared at her.

To her surprise he stated, “I will think about it. For now, drop the subject. I think you need more wine.”

Leah needed to placate him, and nodded politely.

She realized she was probably the first human to sample this Trimadian traditional drink. Unfortunately, from the first taste, she became unvaryingly addicted. She was totally unaware of this and apart from the initial shock to her palate the end result was delicious and warmed her body like an internal woollen blanket on a cool night.