Stolen Fire

<p><strong>Blaize can't trust the criminal but that doesn't stop her from wanting him.</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>Cifer</strong></p><p>I spend my life hiding what I look like what I'm capable of what I've done. I didn't ask to live my life this way but sometimes fate has a sense of humor. The one thing I may live to regret is giving myself away after boarding <em>The Treasure</em> uninvited. But rules were made to be broken-including my own-like outing myself to save the beautiful brilliant engineer from certain death. Everything I have I've created-my career my reputation and most importantly my freedom. </p><p>I wouldn't give that up for anyone. Not even her. </p><p>No way.</p><p><strong>Blaize</strong></p><p>I've always been a freak. My pale skin nearly white eyes and flame-red hair are like a warning signal to everyone who meets me. Weirdo incoming. Too smart. Too much to say. I can't help it that my brain is always working. That I see possibilities others don't. Like my thoughts on the extremely attractive criminal who stowed away on our ship. Why couldn't he follow the rules and book passage like a regular traveler? He shouldn't be here. I don't trust him but I also don't want to be responsible for shooting him out the airlock. I'm too tender-hearted putting my partners-the crew of <em>The Treasure-</em>at risk when I vote to save him.</p><p>I'm sure I'll regret it. </p><p>The only question is how much.</p><p></p>