Google calendars are a handy tool. I check mine every day when I arrive at work. It's sort of a mess but at least my messy handwriting isn't a factor. Today a notation popped up that it's the anniversary of the first publication of Hero, now known as A Hero's Bargain.
Hero was first released in 2006 at a little publisher by the name of Silk's Vault. It wasn't a good experience. The owner vanished owing a lot of writers a lot of money, and I was one of them. After that, I pubbed it through Whiskey Creek Press. WCP was a good place for a lot of years before they sold out. And so it came to pass that in 2016, I had the rights back to the story and I self-pubbed it with a slightly updated title, A Hero's Bargain.
A Hero's Bargain tells a bit more about the story. Ryder Vaughn crash lands his spaceship on a planet being terrorized by a mysterious creature. The locals can't kill it but Ryder has a weapon that will do the job. Our heroine, Saba, strikes a bargain with him - her body for destroying the creature. The only problem is that Ryder is not a killer. Luck is with him, though. He knows the creature isn't a monster but another spacefarer, such as himself. It's old and sick, and Ryder makes a bargain with it, too. In the end, Ryder gets the girl and safety for her people.
I've always thought A Hero's Bargain is a good, solid story. Chapter Two should be Chapter One and perhaps one day I'll fix that. It was penned early in my writing career, but the plot holds up. I'm technically better now, but a good plot beats out good comma placement every time.
I've always loved the world-building in good science fiction. I've always loved the romance genre. A Hero's Bargain was a good blending of the two. I keep saying I'm going to go back to sci-fi. In truth, it is my first love and has been since I read the great Andre Norton's book, Moon of Three Rings. I doubt I'll ever write again under the name of Rayne Forrest, but Kendricks/Forrest works for me. One shouldn't stray too far from one's literary roots.
Maybe it's time to lean in that direction. I've had my fill of real-life these last few months. Creating a new world with strange and wonderful men living in it has a lot of appeal. It just might cure what ails this writer.
KC
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A HERO'S BARGAIN
When a poker game turns ugly, erstwhile gambler Ryder Vaughan runs for his life. After crash landing his ship on an unknown world it looks like his life will be a short one - until the lovely healer, Saba Duer, finds him and saves him. Smitten, Saba has no qualms allowing Ryder to seduce her.
A HERO’S BARGAIN
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A HERO'S BARGAIN
When a poker game turns ugly, erstwhile gambler Ryder Vaughan runs for his life. After crash landing his ship on an unknown world it looks like his life will be a short one - until the lovely healer, Saba Duer, finds him and saves him. Smitten, Saba has no qualms allowing Ryder to seduce her.
In Ryder, Saba sees
the coming of a hero to save her people. The deadly errol that has
terrorized the Ramalho Clan for so many years has been spotted on a course that
will bring it to the village. Ryder has a weapon that could destroy the
creature. She strikes a bargain with him to secure his help. Ryder’s not yet
well and whole, but there is no choice. Saba has to let him go and face the
truth – she’s sent him on a mission to die.
But Ryder has a plan -
and dying isn’t a part of it.
EXCERPT
Saba
couldn’t lose her nerve now. It was their only hope. She dried the mug and set
it up on the shelf then turned back to Ryder. “We need your weapons, and your
help. If you agree to use your weapons to destroy the errol, we’ll pay
you.”
His
eyebrows shot up. His eyes darkened.
“Pay me,
will you? With what? A ship so I can get back to my life? Tell me you have one.
Lie to me, Saba.”
Ryder had
every right to be bitter over his circumstances. She understood, but his
acerbic tone shocked her. She hadn’t considered anger. Anger could make him
dangerous in ways nothing else would. Nonetheless, her mind was made up. It was
her decision, be it folly or not.
“No. The
coin I would pay you with is my body.”
His mouth
dropped open. “Excuse me?”
“I will
come to your bed when you are well enough.”
He sat
up, swinging his legs off the pallet and onto the floor. She jumped away from
him, startled. Just as quickly her concern for her patient moved her back to
his side.
“Do not!
You should be still.”
Quick as
lightning he grabbed her and pulled her to him. His chest was like a rock.
“Let me
go!”
“I don’t
think so, angel.” His arms tightened around her. His lips thinned into an angry
line.
“So you’d
come to my bed, would you? For what? What do you think I could do with you in
my current condition, hmm? Pat you on the ass and tell you to sleep well?” His
lips curled, snarling.
“Offer
something better, Saba. Offer me my manhood back. Then come to my bed!” He
released her so abruptly, she almost fell. She plopped down on the stool. He
grimaced, his face tightening with pain.
“You will
heal but it will take time,” she said, far more calmly than she felt.
He
hissed, pressing his hands to his stomach. Alarmed, she jumped up. Quick as a
snake, he had her again, one hand fisting in her hair, trapping her.
“Heal me,
then.”
His mouth
came down on hers with bruising force. She pushed against him but he was too
strong. His tongue swept over her lips and suddenly, escaping him wasn’t
important. Deep in her belly her womb contracted. Need, hot and sweet, throbbed
with each beat of her racing heart.
His kiss
gentled, coaxing her now with a soft plea to answer him. Her arms slid around
his neck. Her lips opened. There was a low rumble in his chest as his arms
tightened around her. Awareness of her surroundings faded. All she knew was his
lips moving on hers and his warm hand slowly caressing her back. She was caught
in the spell he wove, floating in some dark place where her body spoke to her
of aching loneliness and whispered its hope of fulfillment.
Softly,
ever so softly, the kiss ended. His lips left hers, lingering a hairsbreadth
away. His hands slid to her hips, grasping them with strong fingers and pulling
her to him. The hard ridge of his manhood greeted her. She looked into his
eyes, gone black with desire.
“You’ll
come to my bed first. Then I’ll talk to Tyree about my weapons.”
A HERO’S BARGAIN
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