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Head of Janas Corporation and local counselor on Pallas Four, Maegan Shale is a highly respected member of the community in the paradise destination of the Grogon Asteroid Belt. But Maegan leads a secret life. Operating in a relay network in this remote corner of the Crestar System, she intercepts Taragon vessels and rescues children destined for armies being built to destroy the life she knew as a child.Alerik Mariltar had a choice-governor of an insignificant asteroid cluster, or the more prestigious position of junior counselor for the Coalition Council. Alerik wants a mate, and the Match Key has chosen for him-a highly unsuitable, rebellious female from his past who happens to live in the Grogon Asteroid Belt. And so, in defiance of the training of a lifetime and all that he has been groomed to be, Alerik chooses a woman over the best interests of his career.Grogon is not the sleepy, uneventful corner of the Crestar System it should have been. Rumors of death matches and flesh trading surface, and Maegan's covert activities seem to be linked. Forced to incarcerate her for treason, Alerik attempts to unwind the mystery of six Taragon children and Maegan's elusive uncle. Something has attracted a great evil to his jurisdiction, and that evil is focused on the woman he loves and those close to her.Convinced the Coalition's Vision is flawed, Maegan isn't about to cooperate with the man who is the quintessential servant of the Coalition. He might be her mate, but the cause for which she fights demands all her passion and her loyalty. Then what are these growing feelings she has for him, and why does she care so much how her illegal activities will affect his career?As the threat to the galaxy grows, Alerik and Maegan struggle to reconcile their beliefs to defeat a common enemy.
Welcome to the FIRST book written by Horacio Jones. If you find yourself questioning the purpose of the heartache that finds you, look at the way you allow people to love you. This vision does not exclude self-accountability. More often than not, truths expose just as much about ourselves because we are responsible for what we tolerate and how we react. Move from the cloud of defensiveness and be receptive to the idea that you enabled bad behavior by being faithful to it. We all have habits of romanticizing the time in an effort to negate the inconsistent love. Most of us fall into the safety net of familiarity in fear that the freedom of real love does not exist. This is self-entrapment, but love is emancipating. Horacio surrenders his own experiences as a reminder of our common ground then proceeds to release us to where we hope to be. The discomfort that you may feel is the process of being removed from your comfort zone, so you may experience the newness that you were blocking all along. If you want to do some soul searching, or to hear something you already know, but needed confirmation that you weren't going crazy, and that more people than you think, relate to your situation, then this book is for you. Broken Vision is just observations, experiences, clarity, and reality. And I believe that no matter who you are or what background you have, there is something in this book that will resonate with you and leave you "thirsty" to read more.
200Ts Vision of Vision One of my formative childhood experiences was in 1968 stepping into the Uptown Theater on Connecticut Avenue in Washington, DC, one of the few movie theaters nationwide that projected in large-screen cinerama. I was there at the urging of a friend, who said I simply must see the remarkable film whose run had started the previous week. "You won't understand it," he said, "but that doesn't matter. " All I knew was that the film was about science fiction and had great special eflPects. So I sat in the front row of the balcony, munched my popcorn, sat back, and experienced what was widely touted as "the ultimate trip:" 2001: A Space Odyssey. My friend was right: I didn't understand it. . . but in some senses that didn't matter. (Even today, after seeing the film 40 times, I continue to discover its many subtle secrets. ) I just had the sense that I had experienced a creation of the highest aesthetic order: unique, fresh, awe inspiring. Here was a film so distinctive that the first half hour had no words whatsoever; the last half hour had no words either; and nearly all the words in between were banal and irrelevant to the plot - quips about security through Voiceprint identification, how to make a phonecall from a space station, government pension plans, and so on.