Click here for the Kate Hill page. DOUBLE TIME & ALPHA DELICIOUS Welcome to the Double Time and Alpha Delicious page where you'll find a mock Amazurnian warrior site dedicated to the alpha males and gladiatorial games on the planet Amazurn in the Silver Iris Galaxy. The gladiators are pure fantasy and the ads and magazine pure humor, but the book links to Changeling Press are real. Any models shown here are for illustrative purposes only and are not personally endorsing any product or service. Enjoy your virtual visit to the Alpha Islands! [Alpha Gladiators Online][Alpha Delicious Magazine] [Books] Service by Kate Hill A free short story collection set in the world of Double Time and Alpha Delicious. Click here for a printable version of SERVICE. Structure / Sacrifice / Salty and Sweet / Sumptuous Structure Space Year 84 "There is a difference between providing these young men with structure and living off their blood. You're a slaver, Toughskull." Toughskull glowered at the slim older man, but he dared not threaten him. He knew that combat between them would end in his humiliation. Winghill looked peaceful, but he possessed deadly skill. Winghill's gaze drifted toward the brothers, Rock and Iron, the most promising gladiators on Alpha Island South. Despite their youth, all they'd suffered under Toughskull's hand could be seen in their eyes. "You can't have them," Toughskull said. "They're my favorites." Five minutes and two kicks later, Rock and Iron followed Winghill to his sanctuary--their new home. End Sacrifice Space Year 96 Desirous stood in the locker room and unwound the bloodied wraps from his hands. Sweat trickled down his face, making the cut on his cheek sting, but he didn't care. His heart was no longer in his training and the other gladiators knew it. Some seemed to enjoy working him over during practice. It didn't matter to them that he scarcely fought back. His partner was dead--killed in the arena during their last match. Nothing mattered anymore. Not winning. Not earning enough to buy his way off Amazurn. In a way his life was over too. He glanced up and saw his reflection in the glass partition between the changing area and the showers. His long blond hair clung wetly to his muscular neck and broad shoulders. His blue eyes, once gleaming with passion, looked dull. Tall and powerfully built, he had once been a warrior without compare. Now he was nothing more than a gladiator broken in spirit. If he didn't leave the arena, he'd be broken in body as well. Maybe his next fight would end in his death. The door opened and a tall, buxom woman with long black hair and cold blue eyes entered the locker room. Two security guards followed her. Her gaze fixed on Desirous and a smile tugged at her red painted lips. "That's him." She pointed at Desirous and said, "You, come here." He didn't move a muscle, except to curl his upper lip in disgust. Nipplonia. She was rich, powerful and a blood licker--a woman who relished gladiators' suffering in the arena. His partner was dead because women like her enjoyed seeing men destroy each other. "Stubborn, aren't you?" she purred and walked toward him. Her gaze swept him from head to toe and she circled him with a predatory look in her eyes. "So exquisite. A perfect alpha male specimen, except for those ugly scars. We can fix those with the proper medical attention." "What do you want?" he demanded. "I want you, of course, Desirous. I've heard you'll be retiring from the arena." "Where did you hear that?" "Isn't it true? You've lost your edge, but you're still beautiful. You'll be a lovely addition to my harem." "Never." "Really? I also heard you gave most of your savings to your partner's family, so unless you want to end up as a maid to some rich woman--" "And what do you want me for?" he interrupted. Another evil grin tugged at her lips. "If you're smart and obedient, you'll have more than you ever dreamed of working for me." She placed a hand on his broad chest and caressed the hot, damp flesh. Desirous resisted the urge to flinch. "Good boy," she murmured, her gaze fixed on his well-defined pecs. "I promise you'll be well cared for, Desirous. I'll even send funds to your partner's family. They'll never want for anything as long as you're in my employment. I know he'd want you to look after them now that he's gone. What do you say, my lovely? Would you like to come home with me?" Desirous sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. What more did he have to lose? "All right," he said. "We'll talk." "Good. Clean up and meet me outside." Less than an hour later, they had struck a bargain. When they arrived at Nipplonia's mansion, they stood in the vast foyer. She ordered him to undress then and there. Desirous did as she asked, his heart colder than the marble floor on which he stood. Once he'd stripped, Nipplonia reached into her velvet purse and tugged out handcuffs. He didn't protest as she snapped them on his wrists. "Come now," she said and reached around to caressed his taut bottom. "I'll show you to your suite. You'll find life in my harem can be heaven or hell. Which one it turns out to be is completely up to you. Do you understand?" "Yes," he said, then added in a strained voice, "My lady." Nipplonia smirked and walked toward the staircase ahead. She paused, glanced over her shoulder and beckoned him with a crook of her finger. Staring blankly ahead, Desirous followed her. End Salty and Sweet Space Year 102 Dee loved jogging along the seashore. Even on a crisp morning like this, when the wind lashed tears from her eyes. "Hey, Dee!" She paused, glanced over her shoulder and smiled. Iron's long legs devoured the distance between them. He stopped in front of her and asked, "Why didn't you wake me up?" "You've been busy lately and I figured you could use the sleep." Since moving to Deerworld Six and opening their martial arts school and sanctuary, they'd both been busy. Iron in particular immersed himself in work. This school had been his lifelong dream. Cupping her face, Iron leaned nearer and said against her lips, "I love you." He kissed her mouth, then her eyelids. The tip of his tongue slid over his chiseled lips, tasting the residue of her tears. Salty," he said, then kissed her again. "And sweet." Slipping her arms around his neck, she said, "I love you too." End Sumptuous Space Year 104 "What's this?" Geri giggled, stepping into the sleeping quarters she and her husband shared aboard his tour shuttle. Rock didn't have a show tonight, as he and his troupe of musicians, martial artists and dancers were on their way to Deerworld Six. For the past two months his musical martial arts show had a successful run throughout the Silver Iris Galaxy. Just one more week and the tour would be over. The last thing she had expected on a rare night off was something like this, but knowing Rock she shouldn't have been surprised. His long, chiseled body stretched across the bed. A variety of fruit and tiny sweets covered his muscle-ridged belly. "Dinner," he said, his blue eyes sparkling. Geri approached the bed and knelt beside him. He was absolutely gorgeous--so tall and athletic. To her he was the most perfect man in the universe. "Aren't you hungry?" he asked. "How do you expect me to eat this?" "How do you think? With your mouth." His little game had her heart pounding and she tingled all over. Brushing her long, dark hair aside, she bent and used her tongue and teeth to lift a slice of juicy citrus fruit off his flat stomach. Her gaze shifted toward his and the smoldering look in his eyes drove her crazy. She bent again, this time trailing her tongue along his warm, smooth flesh before eating another piece of fruit. Rock caressed her hair and she edged up the bed. Placing a hand on either side of his head, she kissed him. His warm, moist lips felt so good against hers. "Keep eating," he said. "And when you're finished. . ." "Don't worry," she whispered. "When the food is gone, I'm sure you have something even more delicious for me." No queen ever had a more sumptuous feast. End