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Jawk, Tales of the Chosen

Jawk, Tales of the Chosen

When immortal Luc Saint-Cyr arranges a ménage with Wulf and Jawk, he gets far more than he bargained for. Pleasure. Trust. Possession. A Chosen’s betrayal is forever.

Jawk works at Batchelors, an exclusive gay club in the heart of Tarth City, where he meets the immortal Luc. Luc offers Jawk a deal too good to pass up, one night showing him and his lover a good time in exchange for far more than his usual pay. But the sensual Jawk is not what he seems, and one night with him will change the immortal’s alliances forever.

Excerpt Jawk

“Earth is a beautiful world.” Jawk stood beside Luc as Crossfire orbited. “I’ve never seen so much blue.”

“All human life in the galaxy started here.”

He smiled at the confidence in Luc’s voice. “You say that like it’s scientific fact instead of theory.”

Luc scratched a cheek. “I have a different perspective on history.”

I’ll bet you do. Jawk said nothing else about it. How could he, without giving away he knew what Luc was? A Sempervian would know these things. The pristine beauty of this world, with its massive oceans could make one believe almost anything. Maybe Luc was right. “Where will we go first?”

“Terra City. It’s on the southern part of that continent.” Luc pointed. “The most hospitable city on the planet. They’ll love you. The only Kin they’ve seen up to now is Mynkoh. And my son.”

“You have a son?”

“A HalfKin about your age.”

Jawk’s former master had told him about Senth Antonello, and anyone involved in the rebellion knew about Senth and Captain NarrAy Jorlan’s love affair, but Jawk had been coached not to reveal that. “You hooked up with a female Kin? When was this?”

Luc chuckled. “Assumptions, assumptions. Senthys was adopted as an apprentice thief. I was in the Kelthian Thieves’ Guild for many years. Still involved in minor aspects, although it’s becoming a problem in some ways. Conflicts of interest. The Bank of Tarth wants to go into insurance, and my Thieves’ Guild ties are getting in the way, even though I’m no longer a member. I’ll have to sell the bank.”

“I had no idea you had kids.”

“Most people don’t. I have six adopted sons, all human, except for Senthys. And one who’s almost a son, whom I didn’t ‘adopt’ as such, but still consider a son.”

“Is he HalfKin?”

“Khyffen?” He leaned a shoulder against the window. “Human. He’s Senthys’ half-brother. Though he’s married to a Kin who would have been a tzesar.”

“Mehfawni Ruh? I heard about her getting kicked out of her clan. It was major news. She killed a forbear, and she was pregnant by a human.” Jawk folded his arms and leaned back against the window. “And that was your ‘almost’ son.” He broke out laughing. “This gets better and better. So your ‘almost’ son is a rebel. Must make the Conqueror happy.”

“You have no idea.”

The multiple levels of this man’s influence were far beyond anything Jawk had been led to expect. “Does it bother you? Them being rebels?”

“I have ties on both sides, Jawk. No man lives and dies to himself.”

“So my father was right.”

Luc frowned. “In what regard?”

“He warned me you had rebel ties. I blew him off.”

Luc stood up straight, hands lowering to his sides. “You discussed me with your father?”

“Not in so many words. He doesn’t like me working at Batchelors. He thinks it’s some kind of rebel hangout.”

“Ah, yes. Your father was a Praetorian. I recall now. His dim view of Batchelors is well founded. Although Trink and Yvan have no idea, secrets have been passed there for years.”

Jawk shook himself. “No way. My old man was right about that too?”

“Does he know there’s a prostitution ring there? Also without Trink or Yvan knowing, of course. They’d be furious if they found out.”

“Oh, now there you’re wrong. Some of the guys have personal business on the side, but…”

Tales of the Chosen Boxed Set

Tales of the Chosen Boxed Set

“Nij is the leader, Jawk. Your roommate arranged for you to work there so I could meet you. I paid him a rather large sum to set it up.”

The hair on Jawk’s neck bristled. His claws tingled. “You don’t know what you’re talking about. Nij asked me to take over for him because he’s graduating.”

“It’s true he’s graduating. But I saw pictures of you and asked if he could work out a meeting. He managed to provide a good worker for Trink and Yvan, and earn himself a bonus at the same time.”

Jawk sat down, abruptly, as if all the air had gone out of him. “Nij showed you pictures of me? When?”

Luc seated himself next to him. “I asked if he had any Kin in his network. He said his roommate might be interested, but he didn’t want you to know what he was up to.”

“So, let me get this straight.” He twisted sideways in the seat, drawing up one leg beneath him. “You paid him to meet me.”


Thank God, I never confided anything in that little prick. Jawk’s chest felt as if someone had slugged it. “I thought he was a friend.”

“Wasn’t he?” He reached up to touch Jawk’s hair.

The bastard lied to me. He turned back to the front, elbows resting on his knees. Betrayal begets betrayal, Jawk. You used Nij to meet Luc. What are you complaining about? Why shouldn’t the kid make some money on it?

“Look, Jawk.” Luc sat the same way. “I care about you. If we’re going to pursue any kind of relationship when we get back, there needs to be honesty between us.”

Jawk turned away, unable to face him. “I can’t deal with that right now.”

“All right.” Luc sat back. “We can talk later. For today, let’s enjoy our time, shall we? You wouldn’t happen to like girls, would you?”

He turned toward Luc, unsure he’d heard the question. “I’m sorry. What did you say?”

“Do you like women?” Luc folded his hands across his waist. “Or are you like Wulf? Preferring men.”

For a long moment, Jawk turned the question over in his mind. It seemed alien to what they’d discussed.”No. No, I like women. I have female clients, even. And girlfriends who don’t know I service men. Why?”

“I like women myself.”

Jawk made a dry laugh. “Yeah? Why, do you want to pick up some hot Earth girls or something?”

“Might be fun.”

Scooting back in the chair, Jawk twisted to face Luc again, and frowned. Luc’s scent held none of the bitter smell lies gave off. “You’re serious.”

“Oh hell yes.” Luc gave him a wide grin. “Everyone knows Earth girls are easy.”

Jawk, Tales of the Chosen

Jawk, Tales of the Chosen

Jawk is book 3 of the Tales of the Chosen series. Book 1, Wulf, is free. Alitus (book 2), and Jawk are $3.99 each. You can order the boxed set for just 99 cents until Sept 30th, and get a bonus book, An Immortal’s Guide to Tarth, at no additional cost.

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About Kayelle Allen

Kayelle Allen did a tour in the US Navy, where she climbed around airplanes (on the ground of course) fixing black boxes that helped pilots find their way home. She wrote her first science fiction novel at 18, and to this day, it's hidden under the bed, where she vows it will remain. Gems from it, though, launched several series in her galaxy-wide universe of stories. From childhood, Kayelle was the victim of an overactive imagination and inherited the Irish gift of gab from her mother. From her father, she got a healthy respect for mechanical things. No wonder she writes Science Fiction and Fantasy peopled with crazy androids, mythic heroes and warriors who purr.
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