There are some people out there who think telepathic aliens are a cop-out and shouldn’t qualify as real science fiction. To which I say: hogwash! My aliens, the Loks Mé, are telepathic. The men anyway. Women tend to be empathic. There’s a third kind too, ones who are both and can also be telekinetic.
Disclaimer: While writing this book I was devouring Doctor Who and Fringe. I’m also a longtime Star Trek: TNG fan. All three series have telepathic stuff in them.
I didn’t consciously set out to make my aliens telepathic. I’m a pantser, which means I have no idea what’s going to happen next. In the first draft I discovered A’yen was telepathic, but wasn’t able to successfully use it. It took me a bit to figure out all the mechanics of it and what was going on inside his body.
Every sound we hear is an electromagnetic wave. Our eardrums and the bones of the inner ear absorb these waves, translate them into electrical signals, transmit them to our brain, and our brain decodes them into something we can understand. Brain waves and our neurologic systems are also electric. These signals can be translated and recorded via an EEG, electroencephalogram. Our hearts are electrical circuits. When a heart is beating wrong or has stopped, electricity is used to fix it in the form of a pacemaker or defibrillator.
The story takes place in Earth year 5231. A’yen’s species has been enslaved for 2,000 years. Humanity is afraid of them, and has spent centuries tinkering with their genetics to produce a body perfect for physical labor. Average height for a Loks Mé male is 6’4”. They’re imposing.
To control this strength, humans created a type of magnetic ink that interferes with the way their bodies process EM energy. And it’s only used on males, but the Loks have no idea why only the males are marked. Because of this ink most males are never able to use their telepathic abilities. A’yen is one of the lucky few who knows his exists, but doesn’t really know how to use it. As the novel unfolds he learns more about it and gets a degree of control over it.
I’ve had a lot of fun playing with these psi abilities. I put some research and thought into this to make sure I have a solid scientific foundation for these abilities. It’s something familiar to paranormal readers, but grounded in science instead of the supernatural.
I hope all the readers will give the book a try. It’s different, in a good way. That’s my opinion anyway.
Thanks so much for having me, Margaret. I do have a question for the readers, so please keep scrolling to see it and enter the giveaway.
Bio: Rachel Leigh Smith writes romance for the hero lover. She lives in central Louisiana with her family and a half-crazed calico. When not writing, which isn’t often, she’s hanging with her family, doing counted cross-stitch, or yakking about life, the universe, and everything with her besties. There may also be Netflix binging . . .
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They’ve taken everything from him. Except his name.
The Loks Mé have been slaves for so long, freedom is a distant myth A’yen Mesu no longer believes. A year in holding, because of his master’s murder, has sucked the life from him. Archaeologist Farran Hart buys him to protect her on an expedition to the Rim, the last unexplored quadrant.
Farran believes the Loks Mé once lived on the Rim and is determined to prove it. And win A’yen’s trust. But she’s a breeder’s daughter and can’t be trusted.
Hidden rooms, information caches and messages from a long-dead king change A’yen’s mind about her importance. When she’s threatened he offers himself in exchange, and lands on the Breeder’s Association’s radar. The truth must be told. Even if it costs him his heart.
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