Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 343(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 343(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
Phoebe Jenkins has a secret dream—she wants to submit to a loving but stern Dom. However, she’s never met a man who’s worth submitting to…until now. When she and Sirex are sent to the Twisted System—a trio of planets where extreme sexual practices are the norm—she must play his submissive so that they can fit in with the male-dominated society. But the situation quickly spins out of control when pretense turns to reality.
Can Phoebe and Sirex keep from blowing their cover and complete their mission without falling in love? And will Sirex embrace his Scourge half…or reject it and his one chance at love forever?
You'll have to read Darkest Desire, the second book in the Twisted System series to find out.
*Author's Note--Though this is the second book in the series, it can be read as a stand alone novel.
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1
SIREX
“Well, well—Cadet Jenkins. Or I suppose I should call you Agent Jenkins now. First in your class, too!” Commander Sylvan smiled broadly at Phoebe Jenkins, who returned his smile with a measured one of her own.
Sitting beside her in their Commanding Officer’s office, Sirex watched his protégé proudly. She sat up straight in her chair with her hands folded neatly in her lap. Her long, curly black hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail that hung down to the small of her back. It showed up well against her deep red uniform shirt, which was tucked into a pair of black uniform slacks. The outfit accentuated her curvy, Elite figure—though Sirex tried not to notice.
However, that was a losing battle. He’d been trying not to notice his protégé’s beauty almost from the very first moment she had been assigned to him. It wasn’t easy—in addition to her curvy hips, ripe breasts, and deliciously thick thighs, Phoebe had a gorgeous face with full, kissable lips and large, almond shaped eyes that were a shade that defied description. Sometimes, when she was upset, they looked deep sea green. Other times, when she was happy, they were a lighter, almost silvery shade of green. They looked like jewels, especially contrasted with her creamy brown skin.
But it wasn’t just her beauty that drew Sirex to her—Phoebe had a brilliant mind—she was sharp and quick to pick up new concepts and techniques. She also had a sly sense of humor and often surprised him into a smile, which was rare for him. Truly, training her had been a joy…one he was sorry had to end, if he was being honest with himself.
“Thank you, Commander Sylvan. It has been an honor to train here aboard the Mother Ship,” Phoebe said. Her voice was low and musical—Sirex admitted to himself that he was going to miss hearing it.
But it was time for his protégé to go out on her own. Agents of the Kindred Elite Espionage Corps didn’t have partners. Though he would miss her more than he could say, he had trained her to deal with any situation—she was ready to go solo, Sirex was sure of it.
And to think I didn’t even want to train her to start with, he thought, watching her from the corner of his eye. In fact, when Commander Sylvan had called him into his office six months ago and informed him that he would be taking over the training of one of the cadets for the newly formed Elite Academy, Sirex had tried to turn him down.
“No thank you, Commander, I’m a solo act—I don’t work well with others. You knew that when you hired me into the Espionage Corps,” he’d said.
His boss frowned.
“I’m sorry, Commander Sirex—maybe I’m not making myself clear. This isn’t a request. All senior agents who aren’t currently on a mission are being assigned a cadet to train. You’ll be meeting your cadet, Phoebe Jenkins, at o-eight hundred tomorrow morning at the Twin Moons café near the parklands at the center of the ship. Be sure you’re prepared to teach her everything you know.”
“Her?” Sirex had raised his eyebrows. “You assigned me a female trainee?”
“Is that a problem?” Commander Sylvan enquired, his frown deepening. “I know you’re half Scourge, but surely your Kindred half must feel as we all do here on the Mother Ship—that females are our equals, not our inferiors.”
“Mentally of course they’re our equals,” Sirex said. “But physically—well, you can’t expect a female—especially a tiny human female, to be able to compete with a Kindred warrior.”
“I don’t expect the female agents we’ll be training to compete in terms of strength,” Commander Sylvan said calmly. “But I do expect you to teach your trainee to hold her own in a fight. My understanding is that she’s already gone through a training course called the Police Academy down on Earth, so she knows something about how to handle a weapon and has some hand-to-hand combat skills as well. I expect you to hone those skills and teach her new ones—teach her what she needs to survive and thrive as an Agent in the Elite Espionage Corps.”