The Segonian by Dianne Duvall – Excerpt

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The Segonian
Book #2 Aldebarian Alliance
By Dianne Duvall

Releasing date: January 19, 2021 

Eliana’s life has never been what one might term ordinary. At least, it hasn’t been for a very long time. As a powerful Immortal Guardian, she spends her nights hunting and slaying psychotic vampires that most of humanity doesn’t even realize exist. Then an opportunity arises that instantly makes her extraordinary existence seem downright boring. The leader of the Immortal Guardians asks her to guard a group of mortals who are embarking upon a voyage across the galaxy to the planet Lasaran. How could she possibly say no?

In no time at all, Eliana is hurtling through space on board a Lasaran battleship and getting to know not one but two alien races. It’s the most exciting adventure of her long life… until the ship is unexpectedly attacked. Amid the chaos and destruction that follow, she valiantly helps everyone she can before an explosion renders her unconscious. When Eliana awakens, she finds herself alone, floating in space, clad only in a spacesuit, with no ship in sight. Alone—that is—except for the warm, deep voice that carries over the comm in her helmet.

Commander Dagon and the crew of the Segonian battleship Ranasura respond to a distress call from their Lasaran allies and join a massive Alliance-wide search-and-rescue mission. He quickly achieves communication with a lone Earthling female and races toward her. Every time they speak, his fascination with her grows and he becomes more desperate to reach her before her oxygen supply runs out. Her strength, bravery, and humor entice him, even more so when she defies all odds and they meet in person.

As he and Eliana embark upon a quest to find her missing friends, a bond swiftly grows between them that deepens with every laugh and smile and tender touch they share. But they are not the only ones searching for Earthling survivors. When Eliana herself becomes the hunted and their enemies begin to close in, can the two of them fight their way to victory, or will their enemies take everything?


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Eliana burst into the armorers’ workroom and skidded to a halt.

Heads jerked up. Gazes latched onto them.

Beside her, Dagon chuckled.

Her heart pounded wildly against her rib cage as she looked up at him. And it wasn’t a result of their brisk walk. He was so damned handsome… especially while he wore the boyish grin their unofficial race had spawned.

“You appear to love weapons as much as I do,” he said, his eyes sparkling with mirth.

She grinned. “If that’s true, then you love them a hell of a lot.” Turning to the men who were seated at stations, repairing or cleaning weapons, she tossed them a wave. “Hi, guys! How’s it going?”

They looked at each other.

“How is what going?” one asked.

She shrugged. “Your day. Your work shift. Life. I don’t know. You choose.”

He nodded. “All is going well, ni’má.”

“Happy to hear it.” She turned to face the design area and—as eager as a child on Christmas morning—skipped over to the chief weapons designer. “Jor-al,” she sang.

Joral turned.

“Dagon said you have some goodies for me.”

He smiled as she approached. “Indeed I do, Eliana.” Reaching beneath a counter, he collected what reminded her a little of an area rug that had been rolled up. Placing it atop his design table, he unrolled the fabric.

A dozen throwing stars came into view first, glinting in the overhead light. He revealed two sheathed daggers next, then a pair of shoto swords, a couple of sais with grips that would fit her hands perfectly, and not one but two katanas.

“Ooooooh,” she breathed reverently, her fingers itching to grab them. She had expected one or two weapons, not all of them. How the hell had he finished this many so quickly?

She dragged her gaze away from the gleaming metal and looked up at Joral. “You crafted them all from mlathnon or alavinin?” Though she had dedicated much of the day to swiftly learning the Segonian language, she was pretty sure she slaughtered the pronunciation of both metals.

“Yes, ni’má. Every blade you see here can repel blasterfire.” The slightest shake of his head indicated he still thought her batty for believing she could fight off someone with an energy blaster while armed only with blades.

Eliana grinned. “Excellent.” She motioned to the pretties. “May I . . . ?”

“Of course.”

She reached for a katana first. In the tight confines of a spaceship’s hallway, the katana might not be the best tool to use, but it had been her weapon of choice ever since Seth had given her one shortly after her transformation.

Eliana held the weapon in both hands, admiring the workmanship Joral had put into the scabbard, the cord wrapped around the handle, the engravings on the guard, the blade collar . . . She slid him a look. “You’re good.” He had reproduced her design perfectly.

Crossing his arms over his broad chest, he arched a brow. “I’m better than good.”

She smiled. “Let’s see, shall we?” Curling her fingers around the handle, she slowly drew the

blade from its sheath.

When Dagon held out a hand, she passed him the scabbard.

Eliana held the sword horizontal to the floor and rested it upon the index finger of her free hand, shifting it until she found the balance point several inches distant from the guard. She nodded approvingly. “This sword has good cutting power.” The farther the balance point from the guard, the stronger the cutting power. And any sword wielded with preternatural strength needed that.

“Every blade I craft has good cutting power,” Joral stated with unabashed pride.

“I can believe that.” She had wielded many swords over the centuries and knew quality when she saw and felt it.

Glancing behind her, she backed away until she stood in a large bare area, then tossed the blade into the air. The sword came close to striking the high ceiling before the ship’s artificial gravity drew it down again. As soon as the handle was in reach, she gripped it and started swinging. Familiar whooshing sounds filled the silent room as she swung the sword as if she battled multiple vampire foes. Though she carefully refrained from using her phenomenal speed, the blade still blurred as she spun and thrust and slashed at imaginary enemies in front of and behind her, twisting and ducking as though they fought back.

By the time she finished with a flourish, she was grinning big. It felt exactly like the katana she had lost in the battle with the Gathendiens, like an old friend with whom Joral had reunited her.

“I love it!” she proclaimed as she looked up from the blade.

Every man in the room stared at her, the workers with wide eyes, Joral with his arms now at his sides and a smile creasing his craggy features, and Dagon with obvious admiration . . . and something else.

Desire, perhaps?

Or was that merely wishful thinking? Because she sure as hell desired him.

Joral broke the silence. “You’re good.”

She grinned. “I’m better than good.”

Barking out a laugh, he shook his head. “I believe you.

The Aldebarian Alliance Series:

The Lasaran (Aldebarian Alliance Book 1)


Dianne Duvall is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Immortal Guardians series and The Gifted Ones series. Reviewers have called Dianne’s books “fast-paced and humorous” (Publishers Weekly), “utterly addictive” (RT Book Reviews), “extraordinary” (Long and Short Reviews), and “wonderfully imaginative” (The Romance Reviews). Her books have twice been nominated for RT Reviewers’ Choice Awards and are routinely deemed Top Picks by RT Book Reviews, The Romance Reviews, and/or Night Owl Reviews.

Dianne loves all things creative. When she isn’t writing, Dianne is active in the independent film industry and has even appeared on-screen, crawling out of a moonlit grave and wielding a machete like some of the vampires she creates in her books.

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