An all-new, stand-alone tale of two improbable lovers, their daring secret,
and the gamble destined to alter the course of their worlds forever!
The Champion of Barésh
Star World Frontier #1
Star World Frontier #1
By: Susan Grant
Released May 26, 2016
RITA-winner Susan Grant is back with an all-new, stand-alone tale of two improbable lovers, their daring secret, and the gamble destined to alter the course of their worlds forever!
She was playing with fire...
Jemm Aves battles to keep her dreams alive on a dead-end world. Working for the mines by day, she’s a successful bajha player at night, disguised as a male to be allowed to compete in the colony’s dangerous underworld where club owners will go to extremes to retain the best players. Every win puts her one small step closer to her goal: saving enough to escape Barésh with her family. When a nobleman from one of the galaxy’s elite families recruits her to be a star player for his team, it's because he doesn't know her secret. Her ruse proves to be her most perilous game yet when it puts both their lives—and her heart—at risk.
Prince Charming he was not...
Prince Klark is eager to reverse his reputation as the black sheep of the Vedla clan, a family as famous for its wealth and power as it is for being a bastion of male-dominated tradition. If his bajha team can win the galactic title it would go a long way toward restoring the family honor that his misdeeds tarnished. He travels to Barésh to track down an amateur who’s risen to the top of the seedy world of street bajha, offering the commoner a chance of a lifetime: a way off that reeking space rock for good. But his new player comes with a scandalous secret that turns his plans and his beliefs upside down. He sets out to win a very different prize—his champion’s reluctant heart.
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Sir Vedla reached for her hand and pulled her to her feet. His golden eyes were as warm as dome-rise on the badlands. “You think I’m sending you home without an offer?” he purred in his smooth brogue.
She tugged off her helmet and tried to make sense of the bewilderment in his eyes. “I know the kind of players ya need for your team. I’m flattered ya thought I had a chance, though.”
“I have every intention of inviting you to play for Team Eireya, Kes. I thought that much was obvious.”
It took every ounce of restraint not to let loose and scream. “You do?”
“Of course! I could not be more pleased. You played an excellent match—against my best player. In fact, for a moment there at the end I thought you had him. It had me on the edge of my seat. Oh, and when you slapped him back…” Sir Vedla clapped his hands. “Bravo.”
Skeet laughed. “Whose side are you on, sir?” he pretended to complain.
“Your first time with regulation rules, too. It could not have gone better. You exceeded every expectation. Well done, Kes. Truly. Well done.”
It was a blur after that, the genuine congratulations and pats on the back from the two pros, the thanks from members of the crew who had stayed for the entertainment, all while so many thoughts tumbled through her head. Would she train here? Or, away? If it was away, she would have to tell her supervisor. They would fire her, of course, and her feelings on that were a jumble of relief and nerves. What about Ma and Button? What would she tell them? How long before she would be able to have them join her? And Nico… She loved her brother but if he had access to all the money she would be paid while she was gone, well, he could be a wee bit too free-spending. She would need to make arrangements with Sir Vedla to make sure the family had what it needed while she was away. She would ask him to leave out a percentage so Nico did not have access to all of it, and go off knowing that her family was taken care of until they were reunited.
She was so immersed in her thoughts that she did not realize she had followed the men into the locker room until Xirri started shrugging off his boots and bajha suit, and then his underclothing as he walked, bare-bottomed to the showers. All three men had been exercising most of the day and now were eager to clean up for dinner.
“You’re probably hungry,” she heard the Vash say. He was stripping off his clothing also.
“I’m hungry, aye.” As much as she wanted to take advantage of her disguise to see how closely he measured up to her preconceived notions, she didn’t take a gander. She was better than that. Wasn’t she? She pretended to adjust the strap of her gear bag that she had dropped onto a bench made from a slab of polished real tree wood.
“Help yourself to the showers, then. Afterward, we will dine and discuss the rest of the details.”
She nodded, not trusting her voice, and unzipped her bag to fetch her towel. It was covered in Nico’s dried blood. She yanked the zipper closed before anyone noticed.
The sound of bare feet padding on the soft floor circled around to her. The Vash was naked—to the waist, she realized with a peek lower, and he was incredible: lean and muscled, broad in shoulder and chest, narrowing to tight hips and a skin-tight pair of black undershorts leaving hopelessly little to the imagination.
She had used less effort moving a canister weighed down with ore than it took to drag her eyes from that body.
Susan Grant is a New York Times bestselling author who enjoys being able to indulge her love of travel and adventure by piloting jumbo jets around the globe. Her careers as a commercial pilot and air force pilot have provided endless inspiration for her books. Susan is the author of The Star King, launch book of her popular Star series about a spacefaring Earth family, as well as the RITA-winning novel Contact. Her new series debuts in 2016 with The Champion of Barésh. Susan and her family live in the scenic foothills of northern California.
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