Fire Princess

Selene Jordan is shocked to find herself whisked away from Earth by unscrupulous aliens, bent on selling her to the highest bidder. Shuffled from one dreary, nondescript freighter to another, she realizes they’re taking her to a distant mining colony. The only thing that breaks the boredom of her long monotonous journey is the face that appears on the holo-vid several times a day to check on her.

It's some kind of strange alien king with pewter skin and dark eyes. The silver crown sitting upon his sleek black tresses carries a symbol she’s never seen before. For some godforsaken reason he never wears a shirt, just the long flowing pants she has come to associate with alien priests. There, slung low on his hips, exposing inch after inch of his delicious muscular physique...

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