Wrath

Wrath

KT Aphrodisia

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Wrath

A Hot Tropica Books Publication

January 2014

Copyright © 2014 KT Aphrodisia

Cover illustration copyright © Hot Tropica
Books

ISBN: 9781310926037

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from the publisher.

All characters in this book have no existence
outside the imagination of the author and have no relation
whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not
even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the
author, and all incidents are pure invention.

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ot Tropica Books

Table of Contents

Synopsis

Booklist

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

About the
Author

Excerpt from Trials by Fire and Ice

Synopsis:

He was bred to be a weapon—a trained
killer.

Trax Industries is doing illegal genetic
modification to create the perfect soldier, mixing animals with
humans into a completely new species. They keep these monsters
locked up in a secure underground facility and conduct ongoing
scientific tests in their research and development department. Test
Subject 216 was one of the oldest, the strongest and the very first
humans to live through the arduous process, and the physical
changes the bio-chemical engineering entailed.

Emma spent eight months in the secret
research facility, working as a nurse taking blood and fluid
samples and she is drawn to Number 216 in a way she can’t explain.
She was told over and over again how dangerous it was to be left
alone with the test subjects. Never get too close to them. Never
trust them. They were stronger, faster and much more dangerous than
the average human, but Number 216 is different than the others. He
doesn’t growl or threaten her, and there is something else,
something raw and primal she can feel. The first time she is alone
with him and speaks to him, she names him Wrath. She wants to give
him his humanity back and he demands very little in return. Just
her body and to mate with her, despite the fact they are two
different species.

Man or beast she wants to breed with him
too.

WARNING:
This 9000+ word book contains
adult situations, graphic sexual encounters, dubious consent,
inter-species breeding themes, and captive erotica. Some readers
may find the subject of this book uncomfortable or unacceptable.
All sexually active characters are over the age of 18 and the
readers should also be.

Previous Works

Trials by Fire and Ice

WRATH

Chapter One

Emma thumbed through her files for that day,
assembling her specimen tray as she worked the paperwork. Each file
contained a different test subject and different instructions. From
some, she would need to get a tissue sample or blood work done. She
was a registered nurse but around here she worked as a lab
technician and made way better money than she had ever dreamed
possible, but there were times she wondered if it was worth it.
These test subjects weren’t human and they didn’t react like humans
when she had to work on them either. They growled at her, lunged at
her, would probably kill her if it weren’t for their
restraints.

She felt sorry for them, wanted to help them,
but they didn’t trust or like her. She would probably feel the same
in their shoes. Anybody who came through the door of the cells was
an enemy. They treated everyone the same, growling and keeping
defensive.

Like every day, the scientists left
instructions in each one of the test subject’s files. Every day was
different around here, but it was always about the monsters. What
Trax did to the human test subjects was truly shocking and just
plain awful.

These men were once human but what they did
was awful. They created monsters.

Emma never imagined anyone would be capable
of the evil she saw behind those locked doors, and it was all
secret. She didn’t know what she was really in for when she first
started working for Trax Industries. What they were doing was
illegal, immoral, and highly controversial gene splicing between
unwilling human victims and animals. Their faces and bodies were
permanently altered to become a completely different new
species.

It was crazy to see them, and walk into their
holding cells. Every monster was different, taking unique traits
from the animal they were spliced with. Some had tentacles, or
beaks, or fur, or fangs.

They introduced her slowly to the
experiments, but it was still a shock.

Emma stared at the pictures in their files in
disbelief at first, but then in reality these creatures were so
much bigger than a picture could ever show. The face was no longer
human, and their facial structure contained fine details that were
reminiscent of the animal that they had been matched with.

Her fingers fumbled, and she stopped when she
got to Number 216’s file. He was the oldest living specimen. He was
one of the first men to survive the gene splicing. Some of these
experiments had no parents and were the product of test tubes. He
was different. She had been working with him since her very first
day she was allowed down here. She was drawn to his animal
magnetism. He wasn’t like the others. He never spoke to her,
although she knew he could. The others were able to communicate.
Perhaps they kept him too drugged?

Or maybe he had lost any and all respect for
humans. After all, he wasn’t even given a name, merely a
number.

It didn’t matter. She shouldn’t let it bother
her but she wanted to help him. She wanted to be different from the
others.

A yellow Post-It-Note was stuck to his file
on the inside next to her usual list. She pulled it off immediately
after reading it, stunned by what she read.

“They want a semen sample?”

A security guard laughed at the doorway
behind her.

When she turned to give him a fierce glare,
he immediately stiffened and pretended to ignore her, but the smirk
was left on his face.

“This can’t be right.” She grimaced and shook
her head. The things they made her do in here rubbed her wrong. A
bureaucracy like Trax had no morals or ethics, but they never
failed to surprise her.

The guards lips curled up in amusement.
“What’s the matter? You can’t handle it?”

“Of course, I can handle it.” She could
handle anything. She just wasn’t sure how to collect it. There was
the kill zone to consider. She would have to get within that space
to be able to get it and then what? Was she supposed to beg him to
give it to her? She could use a needle to retrieve the sample but
that seemed so inhumane. Maybe she could talk him into helping her
get the sample. The sperm banks had men masturbate to fill their
cups.

That is, if he did those kinds of thing. Even
a beast like him had to have sexual needs and he was alone. His
hand was probably the best company. Imagining him stroking his
sexual member made her hot and uncomfortable.

She grimaced and plunked a box of tissues,
wet wipes, and a cup to collect it in her toolbox. She slammed it
closed with a thud and locked it. “Here’s to hoping he’ll be
cooperative.”

The guard at the door grinned. Steven was his
name, she recalled. “Oh, I think he’ll cooperate all right. That
boy likes you. You’re the only one he doesn’t growl at when you
come in the room. I think he secretly wants to fuck you.”

She shivered.

“I told him that I knew what he wanted and he
tried to take my head off.”

Those words brought an unexpected weakness to
her body. The attraction she felt for 216 was strong. It had been
from the very first day she laid eyes on him in his cell. However
it wasn’t something she wanted anyone else to know. The other
employees may feel differently about the research and testing going
on here, but these were still people. They had as much human in
them as the she did and they deserved basic human rights and
compassion just like she did.

She hated the guard mocked 216 for liking her
at all. What was wrong with being nice to each other? Was it wrong
to think of them as something more than animals? The guard thought
so, as did most of her fellow workers.

Being sympathetic put her at a disadvantage.
She couldn’t let anyone know she felt the way she did, or they may
suspect her of helping the test subjects. If she looked weak, or
sympathetic she may not make it out of the underground facility one
day. Things happened to people who couldn’t follow orders or
threatened to share secrets. People disappeared. She heard the
gossip, and she believed it. If they could cover up the atrocities
which are happening down here, they wouldn’t bat an eyelash at

She rolled her eyes and stood up, scooting
the chair across the stone floor with a screeching noise. “This has
got to be a mistake. Have you seen Doctor Lee? I need to double
check his orders.”

The guard smile was cold and hard as he said,
“He’s in his office.”

She turned away and walked down the hall. Her
heart was in her throat. She looked up at the security monitors and
waved. This place was always being monitored. Every action of hers
was studied. Every word recorded. She hated it, but as long as she
kept to herself, she managed to survive from day to day.

In her heart, she knew the orders were
probably accurate. They treated the test subjects like animals,
with no rights, as if they had no emotions, and no feelings. They
gave them pain and watched them endure horrible tests. They poked
and prodded them, using the results for case studies and justified
it by developing chemicals, and medicine for the army and for sale
to the general public, but it wasn’t worth the hell these poor
creatures had to endure. There was still a part of them that were
intelligent even if they looked like animals on the outside. They
could speak, and had the ability to reason. That must be why it
felt so wrong. If Trax justified using them the way they did, what
was to stop them from caging her and using her to experiment on?
They had no right to hurt these creatures, but as long as no one
was the wiser, the company Trax never got in trouble and their
experiments would never get shut down. They did everything to these
creatures. They treated them like lab rats. They gave them no
choices and kept them under lock and key. It was just wrong. It was
completely cruel and someday Emma hoped to put a stop to it, but
she had no idea how or when that would happen. Honestly, the risk
she would have to take scared her to her core. She could be beaten,
locked up in a cage just like these beasts, or even killed. If they
found out how she really felt, she would not be working here much
longer.