Todos los capítulos de Liberated : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Authors Note: This is the fifth book in the Harvest series. If you would like to read Harvested, Abandoned, Protected, and Groomed please do, but each story can be read as a stand alone. Jia's story will include the introduction to the next batch of Harvested Girls from Earth. NOLE POV I grunt as I complete my 93rd chin-up. My biceps are screaming and my chest feels as if it will rip in half if I do another rep, but I refuse to quit. My personal best is 97 chin-ups, and stopping short of that is unacceptable. I grind my teeth together and tighten my grip before pushing my muscles to contract four more times. When I reach 97 I exhale the breath I didn't realize I was holding and drop down. My bare feet hit moss and I smile despite my exhaustion. I still can't believe I am retired. No more fighting. No more comrades staring up at me with unseeing eyes. I am done. I am a Gold Rank Harvest Champion. Modok, Burk, and I all made it out alive. Suddenly, Teruk's face flashes in my mind

NOLE POVI keep my face blank as the thick liquor Cok is known for burns my throat. My mind is buzzing with emotions that I haven't been forced to deal with in years. When you are an active soldier the next threat keeps your mind from thinking about everyone you lost, but I no longer have that distraction. Now I have to watch my family grieve. I have to listen to the old stories about my cousin's youth and how much everyone will miss him. I have to hear my father talk about his brother who also died in battle. All the sorrow is making me think about everyone I have seen fall and my mind is close to cracking. How do the retirees do it? How do they stay sane? "You beat me here," Modok says from my left and I am snapped back into reality. I give my friend a care-free grin and he returns it. "Yeah, I could here the drinks calling my name," I joke and he nods. He doesn't joke back which is normal for him. Modok is a serious type of person. He calculates and watches. I have been known

JIA POV Samantha hums quietly as she pushes me through a silent office building. The ride here in the helicopter was only about twenty minutes long so I know I am still in California or a state over. Being close to home feels safe for some reason. I think that if I had flown far, I would be freaking out more. "Are we the only ones here," I ask softly and her hum cuts off. "For the moment. The others are flying in from much farther away. They were picked up late last night. There should be two other women who are being offered the opportunity and two more agents like me arriving in a few hours," she answers and I am surprised she gave me so much information. Every time I tried to ask her what this was about on the helicopter ride she told me she couldn't answer any questions. She had said her boss was in charge of disclosing the details and it was against the law for her to tell me all the details. She also stated she didn't even know all the details. "Can we all receive or..

My body jolts a little and my eyes snap open. Bright colors and cold air make them close almost instantly but I saw enough of the room to know I am no longer in the empty office building. I was really transported to somewhere else. That part of the mystery wasn't a lie at least. I reopen my eyes more slowly this time and suck in a scared breath as they land on a tall red woman with small fangs and black hair. I suppose the second part of the mystery was also true... Aliens are real. She holds up her hand in a non-threatening manner before quickly pressing a green button on the wall and I gasp as flashes of light explode over my sickly body. When the flashes stop a holographic-looking screen pops up in front of her. She looks at the strange words on the screen for about five seconds before the screen disappears. She then presses another button on the wall, and three beeps sound out, followed by multiple lights flashing over me again. As they flash, they change color and grow in brig

"How can we tell them apart? Do they look like you," Zuri asks and Baalee shakes her head. "No. Each species has its own look and typical personality traits," Baalee says as she looks around at us, and Zuri nods while taking another huge bite of food. She seems to be just as hungry as I am. When Liamee said our bodies needed food she wasn't joking. I don't remember the last time I felt this hungry. I am honestly torn between getting the answers to all my concerns or just focusing on shoveling all the food from my bowl into my mouth. "Okay, I think I know what I want to say about each planet, but remember, ladies, not everyone falls under these exact descriptions. I just want to give you an idea," Baalee says after a moment of contemplation and we all nod to show we understand. I slow my chewing so my ears can hear better. But I don't stop taking bites of the delicious food. "Okay, here goes. The people from Vaal are called, Vaals. They are strong people who are very close to thei