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Champions of Terra - Deal
with a Dhemon
By
Viola Grace
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Champions of Terra - Deal with a Dhemon
Copyright © 2006 Viola Grace
SERIES ISBN: 1-55410-732-6
Cover art by Angela Waters
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I would like to thank Barb for reading
everything I shoved at her, and being honest
about it. And Silas, without whom writing
would not be possible.
Chapter 1
“T
he ship coming in is loaded with Rranik
warriors. You’re going to have your hands
full tonight, Sam.” Moran was cheerful as he
watched his friend getting ready for her evening
at the Nodak Space Station brothel. Samantha
Vorning was a dancer and entertainer of earth
extraction. Holograms of her performances were
making the station famous and making her quite
wealthy.
“Aw, man. I hate the Rranik laments. Do they
have any other requests?” She tucked her auburn
hair behind one delicately pointed ear and put in
an earring. She eyed the effect in the mirror, then
removed it and selected another.
“The Warrior Laments, as well as any other
songs you choose. As long as the laments are
first.” Moran averted his eyes quickly as she
dropped her clothing in a heap and began to sort
through her costumes. Her naked body gleamed
in the dim light of the dressing room, her hunter
tattoo visible on her thigh, the trident dagger
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