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    Unexpected Angel
    Unexpected Angel
    Unexpected Angel
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    Unexpected Angel

    By N.J. Walters

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    Angelina Astoferus is on the run from her uncle, who wants to marry her off as part of a business deal. Her only hope is to find a spaceship to escape on—and a man willing to take her virginity, since her being pure is part of the deal. A desperate escape attempt leads her to the loading docks of the planet Oasis, where she spies Amos. Captivated by him, when the opportunity to sneak on board his ship arises, she takes it.

    When Amos Marks discovers a stowaway on his ship, he knows she is big trouble. He and his brothers don’t need two dangerous enemies—her powerful uncle and the jilted warrior from Gravas—but Amos can’t turn his back on her. He decides to help her with her outlandish plan, but neither of them expects that the physical connection between them will lead to so much more.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight Publishing
    Release dateJun 3, 2019
    ISBN9781773399713
    Unexpected Angel
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    N.J. Walters

    Once upon a time N.J. had the idea that she would like to quit her job at the bookstore, sell everything she owned, leave her hometown, and write romance novels in a place where no one knew her. And she did. Two years later, she went back to the bookstore and her hometown and settled in for another seven years. One day she gave notice at her job on a Friday morning. On Sunday afternoon, she received a tentative acceptance for her first erotic romance novel and life would never be the same. N.J. has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.

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      Unexpected Angel - N.J. Walters

      Published by EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING ® at Smashwords

      www.evernightpublishing.com

      Copyright© 2019 N.J. Walters

      ISBN: 978-1-77339-971-3

      Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

      Editor: Karyn White

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      DEDICATION

      For all of you who dare to dream.

      UNEXPECTED ANGEL

      Marks Mercenaries, 2

      N.J. Walters

      Copyright © 2019

      Chapter One

      Angelina Astoferus curled into a tiny ball behind the large green recycling bin, ignoring the fetid stench seeping from beneath the lid. Someone must have disobeyed the instructions and placed organic material inside, even though the metal label on the outside read strictly non-organic only. She blinked as the letters on the label blurred and a drug-induced fog threatening to overpower her brain. It was difficult to focus on anything. She was in danger of being caught if she didn’t get her act together.

      Damn her uncle and his ambitions. She barely dared to breathe as the pounding of several sets of boots passed a few feet away. It was a security patrol and not her uncle’s men. Still it was too close for comfort. Her uncle would have people combing the docking station for her as soon as he discovered she was missing. Not because he missed her, but because she was a valuable commodity. They could be out there searching for her even now.

      Gathering her waning strength, she peered around the edge of the recycler. Her limbs trembled uncontrollably. Her heart pounded, a side effect of the drug her uncle had slipped into her evening meal. It was as if he’d expected her to run and had made a preemptive strike to prevent it. By the time she’d realized something was wrong it had been too late.

      She shook her head. No, not too late. After her uncle had carried her to her room, Angelina had managed to purge a good portion of the meal and wash out her mouth. There was still enough of the drug in her system to weaken her, but at least she had a chance.

      She would not go meekly like a lamb to slaughter, or in this case, a bride to the altar. A possession to be bartered for money and power, her uncle’s true loves.

      Angelina placed her palms against the dirty concrete floor and pushed to her feet. Chilled in spite of the constant temperature of the recycled air in the docking station, she pulled her dark cloak more firmly around her, making sure her distinctive white hair was covered.

      The cloak was heavy, as the inside pockets were stuffed with bottles of water, a picture of her parents, what little money she had, and the documents she needed to prove her identity so she could gain access to her bank accounts. She hadn’t dared take more than the very essentials.

      She swayed and leaned against the recycler for support as the weight of her cloak threatened to topple her.

      She took a deep breath, left the precarious safety of the metal bin, and walked as fast as she could manage, keeping her eyes downcast. This was the only way on or off the small supply planet of Oasis. She was just thankful they’d docked for supplies before their final leg of the journey to the dark, barren planet of Gravas where her future husband waited.

      She shivered and ignored the sweat that seeped down her back and made her clothes cling to her body. She had a plan, or at least the beginnings of one.

      It will work, she told herself. It had to.

      People hurried past, most of them concerned only with their own business. But a few of them stared as she stumbled by. She prayed no one would stop her, or worse, alert one of the many security men and women who patrolled the station. Her heart beat so hard she was sure they could hear it even above the din.

      She couldn’t go back. Wouldn’t go back.

      She raised her head and glanced around the busy docking platform at the various ships, desperately searching for a way out of her predicament. Some of them were taking on cargo while others had just arrived. There was a commercial passenger shuttle, but most were private vessels.

      Then she saw him.

      He was a tall man with midnight black hair tied at his nape with a leather cord. Even in the middle of all the chaos, there was something about him that drew her. He was the calm in the midst of the storm. His shoulders were broad and stretched the seams of the flightsuit he wore. He raised his left hand and pointed to a large container. The robotic cargo droid zipped into place, picked up the shipment, and whizzed aboard the ship that was docked next to the man.

      The man was missing the pinky finger on his left hand.

      As though sensing her scrutiny, he swiveled in her direction. Angelina got a glimpse of his face as she ducked her head and stepped behind a wide metal pillar. He was handsome in a rugged way. But what surprised her most was the shock of white hair in the front, such a contrast to the rest of it.

      She held her breath and counted to ten. When she finally dared to peek around the pillar, the man had turned back toward his ship and was directing the cargo droid as it zoomed up and down the loading ramp. The man consulted his manifest and spoke to the droid. She couldn’t make out what he said, but he frowned and stalked aboard the ship.

      This was her chance.

      The world was growing blurrier by the second. She was running out of time. Already her limbs were heavy, making her clumsy when she lurched away from the pillar. She prayed no one was watching as she made her way across the platform.

      The hatch of the ship was open.

      Angelina ignored the fatigue pulling at her and stumbled up the ramp. The burst of adrenaline that had taken her this far had run its course, and she knew she would soon collapse. She had to find somewhere safe to hide before that happened.

      Sweat beaded on her forehead and seeped down onto her lashes, making her eyes sting. Almost there. The rest of the world faded, her entire being focused on the entrance only steps away. She pushed herself hard and scrambled into the loading bay airlock. The huge metal door to her right was open, revealing a large cargo bay.

      She heard voices nearby, and her heart nearly stopped. She was so close to freedom. Failure was not an option. The cargo containers were piled high, and she slid behind one just as two men stepped into view. Hunkering down, she did her best to blend in with her surroundings, letting her cloak cover her entire body.

      We’re missing one container, but the cargo droid has gone to retrieve it.

      Angelina risked a peek around the edge of the container. Sure enough, that deep voice belonged to the man from the cargo dock.

      Get it loaded so we can get the fuck out of here. The man who growled the order was huge and scary with his hair buzzed short and a patch covering his right eye.

      Angelina shivered and tucked her head against her knees. She feared she’d have nightmares about this man. There was no softness in his face, no sign of compassion. He appeared ruthless, the kind of man who would turn her over to her uncle without a moment’s hesitation, especially if there was a reward involved.

      I’m on it. She liked this man’s voice. It was deep and made her shiver in a good way.

      As much as she wanted to see him again, she didn’t dare risk another glance. Instead, she pushed deeper into the shadows and prayed she would go unnoticed. It seemed like days instead of minutes before the cargo droid rumbled over the metal gangway and into the hold. It deposited the final container, turned and zipped right back out.

      She held her breath as the ramp was raised and the hatch sealed. The men hadn’t come back this way, leaving her alone in the dark with the cargo. There was a security light at the far end of the room, but as much as she craved the light, she stayed where she was, for fear they might have activated some sort of security system.

      The engines growled, and it wasn’t long before the ship eased away from the dock. Angelina prayed fervently for a clean escape. If she could get away from her uncle long enough to enact the second part of her plan, she’d be safe.

      The ship dipped to the side, banking left and then dropping. This was it. She’d made it.

      All the stress and worry of the past few hours fell away, leaving her exhausted. Now all she needed to do was find a man to take her virginity. As fatigue pulled her under, her last thought was of the man from the loading dock. Maybe he’d help her.

      Chapter Two

      Amos Marks was happiest when he was working on the engines of the Abigail, the deep-space trader owned by him and his brothers. He enjoyed the silence and the precision of the work. It kept his mind occupied and away from more bothersome thoughts.

      But not even work could keep his focus this morning. It had been two days since they’d left Oasis, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.

      You okay? Rory, his brother Kal’s woman, was a mechanic like him and since joining the crew a short time ago had become his working companion.

      I’m fine. No need to worry her about something he couldn’t put his finger on. Whatever it was, he’d discover it eventually. His mind was very detail-oriented.

      Rory stood, rubbed her hands over the legs of the new flightsuit they’d bought for her on Oasis, and gave him a thumbs-up. Give it a try.

      They’d been doing maintenance on one of the three oxygen filtration systems that serviced the ship, replacing an older filter with a new one they’d picked up on Oasis. Amos walked to the control panel, switched it on, and watched all the levels.

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