Memories of Surrender: The Surrender Series Book 1
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Lydia:
I burn with a thirst to know more than my restricted life allows, but the penalty for studying the forbidden language is death.
James stuns me with stories of life on other planets. Freedom. Knowledge.
By day I help him translate a language I shouldn't know, and he keeps my secret.
By night he dominates me, and I experience sensual pleasures I never dreamed of.
Until my owner finds out. Now all I have left are memories...and even those are fading.
James:
I'm just on Miros to do research. I can't do anything about the horrors around me.
Until an enslaved woman needs my protection.
Now I know her secret, and I'll keep it, forever.
Just like I want to keep her, want to take her away from this barbaric place.
But there's a bigger secret locked inside her head, and when she remembers, we have to escape.
Because the galaxy has to know the truth, before the Mirosian government silences her, forever.
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Chapter One
Lydia:
I’m not sure how the book got into my hands.
I’ve ignored the deep blue cover and the gilt lettering of the large volume for many lunars as I dust and clean my master’s study. It’s forbidden to me.
And yet, somehow, I’m holding it.
I sound out the title with my new, self-taught skills. La-spen-teer-a-tee-a. L’a Spentiratia. I screw up my nose as I struggle to translate the words.
The Ancient Ocean. Oh! Is it full of tales of imaginary aquatic beasts? Or is it about the real wonders of undersea life? I scarcely breathe as the book falls open to a drawing of a magnificent sea creature. The caption above the picture says E-nor-mer-i-pod. Enormeripod. The unfamiliar word rolls pleasingly over my tongue.
“Lydia!” A horrified gasp comes from the doorway. I shriek, and the book falls to the carpet, still open to the page I was studying. I stare at Bena, who stares back. The older woman opens her mouth to speak, perhaps to warn me, but it’s too late. Our master’s large frame appears behind her.
I take in his shocked face for only a moment before I throw myself to the floor, bowing so low my face flattens the carpet fibers, my arms thrust forward in supplication.
“Master!” I cry out. “I—I’m sorry! It’s just so beautiful, and I tried to ignore it, and I don’t know why—” Terror chokes off any further speech.
“Lydia.” His voice is stern, but not angry. “Lydia, look at me.”
I lift my head but can’t look him in the eyes, so I stare at his feet.
“It is a marvelous book, isn’t it?”
I give a tiny nod. “Yes, Master.” Tears gather in the corners of my eyes.
He steps over to the book. The page with the exquisite drawing lies open and incriminating. “Oh, yes. That was one of my favorite creatures, too. My father gave me this book when I was ten.” He bends over, picks it up, and puts it back on the shelf. Then he sits down in the large desk chair and swivels around to face my still-prostrate form.
“Lydia, you know what the rules are, and you know what the consequences are.” It’s a statement, not a question. I’ve known the law since my earliest memories as a child. I tremble, my head once more buried in the carpet as though humility can save me. “I think, however, it’s possible that you were only holding the book, not looking inside, and that it didn’t open until it fell to the floor.”
I can scarcely believe that he’s going to lie, for me. Holding a book is bad, but opening it more than doubles the penalty.
“Master?” I look up to him, blinking to clear the tears. He smiles at me. “Master, th-thank you.” My voice is so soft I’m not sure he hears me.
He leans over to cup my chin with a gentleness I don’t deserve. “If this were a smaller matter, we’d deal with it here, at home, but it’s not, and if I don’t report it, someone else will.”
“I know, sir.” There’s no question of escaping the consequences. Master is fair but strict, and the law is clear.
“I’m going to go enter your name on the list for the next Punishment Day, and you won’t clean in here anymore.” He shakes his head as he stands. “I’m just glad you can’t actually read it. The consequences for that are dreadful.”
As he leaves the room, I struggle not to throw up on the expensive white carpet.
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For years I wrote dark capture fantasies and stories of power exchange and hid them in my computer. Now that I’m out of the closet, I split my time between being a writer, and mother, wife, overworked employee, and slave to the cat. Most evenings you will find me hiding in my office cave to write, where I only care about my internet signal and the strength of my coffee.
My men are always dominant, sometimes sweet, sometimes overbearing, and occasionally assholes. My women are independent and don’t fall to their knees just because they’re told to. There’s always an HEA, though the road is usually twisted, dark, and sometimes non-consensual.
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