Guide to Survival, Vol I Scion of the House of Garu
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by HB Kurtzwilde
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: Jenner Garu is a duke of the planet Eab Nanoorn. Spoiled by one father, taught to be dangerous by the other, he is a blending of soft and toughness. When he returns from a 'runner' to the Out Systems, his fathers are delighted, but when they find out he's got outlander Grey with him, they worry. Especially when Jenner admits that he's not only responsible for Grey's condition, but that he's in love with the man as well. Family friend and rock musician Lysander becomes Grey's healing witness and falls for the outlander himself, which complicates things a lot. Complicated is Jenner's way of life, though, so he begins a mating dance that will have far reaching consequences. Will Grey find the healing he needs on Eab Nanoorn? Will Jenner, Grey and Lysander find happiness or will the strange love-triangle they create? Find out in Volume one of The Guide to Survival.
eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Screwdriver, 2007 http://www.torquerepress.com
eBookwise Release Date: September 2007
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [309 KB]
Reading time: 217-305 min.
Chapter 1: The Moment They Met
It was really Kourt's fault, deep down, that Jenner had run. There were other factors, certainly, but at the heart of it, Kourt was to blame. There had been a conversation, then a debate, then a full-blown, guns-drawn, completely serious conflict that had nearly ended both their lives. They did not want to kill each other. They agreed on that point totally. Like gentlemen, they drew their lines in the sand and quietly declared war over one tiny detail. Beyond that, everything went back to normal, as far as Kourt and Jenner were concerned. Jenner, by himself, however, had not quite let it go, caused trouble for himself and his best friend, things that couldn't be excused or ignored. The wounds had been deep, all around, but Jenner was the one who had to wear the scars, and so he'd run.
Master Servitor Kourt Crowe no longer counted the years he'd been living in Eab Nanoorn as the personal bodyguard of Prince Bail Blaine Garu and, later, their son Duke Jenner Garu; over twenty, probably closer to thirty years, all told. That was as close as he really came to an accounting. He'd stopped counting years here and started counting years left when Jenner, had been born. After all, he would have to return to his Order and leave his family, sooner or later.
Living with Prince Bail Blaine Garu for so long had sort of set him up to expect the unexpected. Orgies and week-long house parties were a way of life in the Kingdom/Sector of Eab Nanoorn. It was the pleasure capital of the Peoples' Commonwealth Union. It wasn't what he thought, when first he had arrived. Nothing cheap or tawdry or ugly was involved in this at all. It was just that Eab Nanoorn was a wonderful place to live. People here tended to enjoy themselves one hell of a lot. The Kingdom formally acknowledged one religion. It was based on a text called 'The Friendly Helping Book' and only wanted for people to be happy. They were absolutely unique in the Commonwealth.
It was the uniqueness of the Eab Nanoornian way of life that had earned them the personal protection of a Servitor, in the person of Master Kourt Crowe. The fact that he had fallen deeply in love with the object of his assignment had eventually been forgiven. He had never failed his duties outright, though he'd found some creative ways to interpret them, when circumstances dictated. He had been raised to expect a militant, violent life, in literal defense of the Peoples' Union. He had instead been enjoying quite a spate of domestic tranquility. He was a Servitor, and he did his duty with weapons in hand, or simply by standing guard over a very special Royal Family. It made no difference to him. He had found ways to make the life of a Servitor blend and mesh with the life of a prince, for love.
Just being in Eab Nanoorn had actually helped with that. There were more lifestyle philosophies in Eab Nanoorn than almost anywhere else in the Commonwealth. Everyone had an opinion, and they were all respected, if gossiped about. The major philosophy, though, was the Way of Deamonett. It essentially taught its followers how to get laid in the very best ways anyone had ever devised. Fundamentalist Hedonism, Kourt called it, in his reports to the Order. He'd learned the entire way from a handbook he'd been casually offered one evening.