Excerpt: The Cyborgs' Cunning Plan

 I started work on a WIP that is in the Cyborg Nation Series, following A Cyborg's Old Terran Christmas.  

Here's a Snippet!

"I'm glad they are rescuing women and finding brides," Lir said. In the months they had been free his hair had grown out into black waves, matching his black eyes. He wore it tied back with a filament. "But they won't find enough brides for all of us, even if they do find a planet we can colonize."

Triton and Rio agreed. The three of them were harvesting peas in the hydroponics garden.

"Too bad we can't just beam some brides up with the transport ship," Triton said as he tossed a handful of peas into his mouth, his golden hair gleaming in the light.

Rio stopped picking and stared at him. "Why can't we?" Rio lifted a finely arched brow, his blue eyes twinkling.

"Because they hate us?" Lir asked.

Rio shrugged. "We are not evil. All of us are even good looking, by most human standards. We are young. And we have food and comfortable living spaces."

"That's true," Triton said slowly and pursed his lips, in deep thought. "We could have wives and children here. There is room for a population of three hundred."

"By the time we outgrew this station, we could move to a settlement on that northern continent that was never settled," Lir said.

    Sala was colony planet with several small towns and one big settlement on the large southern continent.

"Or maybe take over that big island. Less chance of conflict, out in the middle of the sea," Rio said.

"Do they even have ships now?" Triton asked. "Or fuel?"

"We should find out," Rio said. "It's been a year since they got a supply ship. Our standard of living here is probably better than theirs. We have much to offer brides."

Lir looked dreamy. Rio grinned. Triton said. "We should have a talk with Captain Bay."