Heart Stalked

HEART STALKED SONG OF THE SKY FALLEN BOOK 1 KERI ASHE CONTENTS Prelude Samantha Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha Jannik Samantha About the Author Copyright PRELUDE Eyes glowed in the dark, ravenous. I shivered as they locked onto mine, drawing me in. Part fear, part instinctive longing as glowing predator’s eyes pierced the storm-lashed night—a predator who had captured his prey. Me. He straddled me, pinning me with his weight into a nest of leaves and branches on the floor of a cave. His hot breath caressed my skin, he was so close. His gaze roamed, measuring my half-naked body. His teeth showed in satisfaction. Light from the cave opening limned his green-tinged skin, highlighting his massive form, the easy ripple of heavy muscles. He was everywhere, holding me down. I could not escape. Did I even want to? I was alone with him, light years from civilization, his captive on this primordial planet. His breath moved down my neck, and he inhaled deeply, taking in my scent. He buried his face in my hair and my hands moved against his chest, slabs of muscle like stone under the slightly yielding skin. SAMANTHA “The food here sucks,” I said. “I’d like to lodge a complaint with management.” Lizzy smirked. “Be glad you’re too damned skinny to eat.” Elizabeth Neal, another Earther, now a member of my small band of acquaintances. Not friends. Once this voyage ended, none of us would see each other again. It was better to play it casually. Lizzy’s face was soft, her blue eyes giving her the appearance of sweetness under those blonde bangs. Her tongue was a sword, however. Catherine Roche, fellow human, snorted. “Speak for yourself. I could use some fresh meat.” She yanked her long, auburn hair back in a fierce ponytail and tied it tight. Though I’d spent my life under the shadow of bloated, twisted trees, hunting, gathering, and surviving, space travel proved to be mind-numbingly dull. The few human women collected by the Great Galactic Alliance’s bride brokers huddled with me. Females of other species, who looked relatively similar, huddled in their own cliques. Due to the lethal bioweapons