Elura is Queen in these parts, and every Queen has her weaknesses. The time is the future, and humanity has all but morphed into AI bots. Half human and half AI, this queen is the real queen of the people. The Old timers want tradition, a human queen. But Elura was made for this role, literally.

Alegra moved to Santa Barbara from a small town in Utah. She thought nothing of her pale skin, and ginger hair. She thought herself plain. She had no friends, no booty calls, not even a fake internet boyfriend. She took a job at a Law firm in Santa Barbara know for working with the elite. When her boss presses her to get a make-over, the sexy tycoon who’s in the waiting area puts on his cape to save the day. He pays for everything, a month worth of brand new clothes and hand bags to match. High heels of every Italian name, and accessories to fill the entire spare bedroom in her apartment. Now with her lashes, acrylic nails, toes done and Brazilian blow out darker shade of red hair, she is a whole snack & the tycoon is hungry. He invites her to his mansion in Montecito, he has his helicopter fly her in. She is awed. With the heat of passion in her belly, she takes the tycoon for a ride of his life… but the tycoon has a secret, and when Alegra is pushed in the middle of it, she’s not sure her killer looks can keep her alive..