The Galatian Exchange

Corruption runs rampant even in a not-so-distant future where the biggest lottery is rigged so that the only winners are rich and white. In a world that has been ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Down on her luck, Karma will be the first Black consort, despite believing that being an alien's whore is only slightly better than being one for humans.

Corruption runs rampant even in a not-so-distant future where the biggest lottery is rigged so that the only winners are rich and white. But in a world ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Karma, down on her luck, will become the first Black consort despite her belief that being an alien whore is only marginally better than serving humans.

In a world that has been ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Karma, down on her luck, will become the first Black consort, despite her belief that being an alien whore is only marginally better than serving humans.

The Queen's fist never fades. Beware the shadows, for they might be Masks. Beneath the reign of the Galatian Queens lies a secret army, veiled in mystery and dread. These assassins, known as the Black Masks, serve a singular, unyielding purpose: to hunt down and annihilate Galatian hybrids—as well as the mothers who bring them into existence. Their ruthlessness is matched only by their anonymity.