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Cinderella's Spaceship

Rafaela grew up in the Cinder Sector of the outer belts, an isolated region that her step mother and step sisters can't bear. She's eligible to enter the Prince's race, if she can get her mother's old scout ship repaired in time, but she also needs to discover what her mother really left behind. Prince Brendan needs to catch a bride that he can trust. He was born with Corporate records written into his genes in a Solar System brewing with political strife. He bets his future on a race, but will he find out what this Cinder girl's family is tangled up in? With interstellar travel still confined below the speed of light, the vast majority of humanity now carries the extra pair of chromosomes packed with an inheritance of genetic memories. Those who don't carry the extra genes have been disregarded for centuries. Humanity needs to let go of the past in order to expand their future. Will a young woman, a young man, and a dragon be able to forge a brighter future between two stars? Cover redesigned by Bloom759, face based off Artflow.ai generation. --- On hold because I'm getting the shattered shunt removed finally! (The list of possible complications is a bit scary, but not compared to living with my brain fluid leaking out.)

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Q: After Another

Rafaela didn't want to admit that she was already feeling rather exhausted only three days into the first week, but she couldn't help turning to Brendan and asking rather blearily, "What?"

Brendan repeated a little blankly, "This station Security report says that Elektra Donatella is claiming that Corso Donatella was replaced."

Rafaela sat up straighter as a jolt of adrenaline hit her system. "No!" she protested instinctively even as the possibility sank through her like fact.

Brendan explained rather grimly, as though he could hear the questions that she should have been asking, "SkyWater is one of the top ten, but it has only existed for a couple of decades. It has never had the kind of safeties in place that older corporations carry."

"Elektra is its head," Rafaela objected. "Shouldn't they have targeted her instead?!"

"Maybe they wanted her to remain SkyWater's head," he suggested grimly, even as his fingers flashed through menus at his wrists.