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    Ferocious
    Ferocious
    Ferocious
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    Ferocious

    By Nova Edwins

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    To protect my little brother, I plead guilty to three counts of theft. I have no prior convictions, so I should be safe, right? Wrong. The judge has had a bad day and orders me to leave the mining station my family lives on. Next stop: Corudeen 7, the infamous outlaw prison planet. I've heard everyone there has gone insane. I've heard all men on the planet have turned feral. I've also heard those ferocious men haven't seen a woman in forever …
    An over-the-top dark reverse harem sci-fi romance novella with  five possessive Viking hunks—equipped with fangs and a soft spot in their hearts.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBlack Umbrella Publishing
    Release dateJul 7, 2024
    ISBN9783910412705
    Ferocious
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    Nova Edwins

    Enjoying the average psychopath just like the next girl.

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      Ferocious - Nova Edwins

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      Is this absolutely necessary? My brother asks as he points to the force field encircling my wrists that makes sure that I don't tackle the guards to the ground—the guards who easily each have a hundred pounds of muscle on me while being armed to their teeth.

      It's standard procedure, one comments as he takes a look around to make sure no one is watching before they both step back. You have two minutes.

      Two minutes doesn't seem to be a lot if it's all you have left to say goodbye to your younger brother—even if that younger brother is technically responsible for your being in this mess in the first place.

      Lloyd's lower lip is quivering, and I know he's trying really hard not to cry. My eyes are dry since I already cried all night and somehow managed to pull myself together this morning. What's done is done, I guess.

      Don't cry. My voice is low so that I don't embarrass him in front of his … whoever those guys are that he brought along.

      This is all my fault, Willow. He lifts his chin, but the gesture is weak.

      No, it's mine. I should've known better than to take the blame for you again. However, for you it would've probably been a death sentence, whereas I'm a first-time offender.

      Life on Senka, the mining station we grew up on, isn't easy, which is why Lloyd fell for the promises of the local gang. They present you with the illusion of a nice life with lots of credits for easy work that isn't backbreaking and detrimental to your health like slaving away in the mines is. We both saw our parents deteriorate from the hard labor, their health melting away as the years progressed. While I took on a second and third job waitressing tables and scrubbing floors, Lloyd started running with the AMC, the Anti-Mining Coalition.

      He makes good money, too. So far, he's paying for our parents' medicine with credits to spare. But he also happens to get caught—a lot. My younger brother is smart; unfortunately, though, he has a very short attention span, and forgets to guard the entrance like he is supposed to or forgets to disarm the security personnel.

      So, when he got caught again, and we knew it was bad, I took the blame to save him. I wasn't happy about it, but I know that I can't afford to pay for rent, food and medicine on my own.

      Instead of getting a mild sentence for being a first-time offender, I was harshly punished by the judge, who was apparently having a bad day, and was sentenced to life on Corudeen 7, the infamous prison planet. I have heard some rumors, but I truly have no idea what to expect.

      Look, I have this amazing opportunity⁠—

      Before my brother can finish his sentence, I jab my index finger into his chest. No. You're going to take care of our parents. No more funny business. No more low-level criminal activities for the AMC. Do you understand me?

      I'm about to be promoted. Lloyd pleads with guilty eyes. I will get you back from Corudeen 7.

      You need to promise me to take care of our parents. Promise me! My finger digs deeper and Lloyd winces.

      Okay, okay. I promise.

      Time's up. The guards are back, and I can barely manage a quick hug before they pull me away.

      They walk me to the ramp leading into the transport shuttle that will take us to Corudeen 7.

      Transport shuttles are never pretty, yet this one's downright depressing. Everything is gray. The floor, the walls, the ceiling, the cells.

      I swallow hard as I eye the holding cells. They're secured by force fields holding the inmates in, similar to the force field around my wrists that prohibits me from freeing myself. Still, it seems like an awfully low-security measure to contain rapists and murderers.

      I'm aware that most of them pretend to be innocent, but not one of the men I see as we walk through the first corridor looks out of place.

      I see facial tattoos, bulging muscles, crooked noses and leery eyes.

      Hey, hey, bring her here so I can pass the time better, snarls one of the inmates as he steps close to the force field while undressing me with his hungry gaze.

      The guards just chuckle, leading me farther down the hallway. Each cell contains at least two or three men, and the comments get worse with each passing second. They want to see my tits and to fuck me, and some of them even proclaim to want to take a bite out of me, and I'm afraid they're talking literally.

      I try not to listen to them while simultaneously trying not to think about my future. If I get dropped with those men onto a foreign planet I know nothing about … let's just say I'm smart enough to calculate my chances of survival.

      I stare at my wrists under the force field. Since they stripped me of everything—jewelry, accessories and my own clothing—I have no weapon or anything else on me that I could use to defend myself. My last resort will probably be chewing my arteries open. Not that I want to die, but I also don't want to get raped to death by sixty or more men.

      Speaking of men … I crane my neck to look around when we arrive at the last cell. One of the guards leads me inside and releases the force field around my wrists.

      Where are all the other women? Am I on the wrong floor? Maybe? My voice is way more timid than I'm comfortable with. I can feel my heart racing in my chest. This is bad. Really, really bad.

      The guard casts me a sympathetic look. There are no other women. Usually they don't get sent to Corudeen 7. Your brother certainly rubbed the wrong people the wrong way, girl.

      Since the man is old enough to be my grandfather, I let his calling me girl slide. This is not the time to ride principles.

      No women? If I thought I had already cried all my tears last night, I was clearly wrong. I feel fresh ones running over my cheeks.

      No. The other guard shakes his head and motions for his colleague to leave my cell so he can close the force field.

      I think it's been four or five standard years since the last woman was sent to Corudeen 7. Good luck. His smile is weak as he turns his back to me and starts walking away.

      The force field is now active, containing me in my cell. There's not even a bench in here. My back is against the wall as I slide down until I can

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