Read an Extended Excerpt from ALIEN LOVER #BookBirthday #eroticromance #scifiromance

I’m excited to say that today is the 2 year book birthday for Alien Lover, a very erotic alien romance. Check out an extended excerpt from the story below…

Blurb:

Unconvinced of her fiancé’s demise, Molly combs the galaxy to search for him. As her supplies run low, she is forced to turn around and set a course for Earth, alone. But, a Moloxian Starcruiser halts her retreat, and the single passenger transports onto her ship without permission. Taser in hand to defend herself, she is startled as the form remolds into her fiancé. Has Diego found her or is her tired mind playing tricks?

 

Bright red lights exploded through the sky like a fourth of July fireworks display. But there were no oohs and ahhs from the crowd, only choked gasps while Molly and the rest of the fleet stared up in horror at the disintegrating spacecraft, her fiancé inside. A scream boiled inside until it burst from her lungs, blocking out all other sound.

Diego’s jet had crashed to the ground in a fiery ball and the chip implanted in his neck, reading his vital signs had flat-lined, but no traces of the chip or his body had been found. Nothing. And without that closure, she refused to admit he was dead.

One year ago, she’d left her role as earth liaison for the Space Service behind and set out to find him, to bring him back home. She’d abandoned family, missed holidays and birthdays, because she had to find Diego. She wouldn’t go on without knowing the truth. With each passing day, despair ate away at her hope. How was she supposed to live without the man who’d stolen her heart and taken her to new heights every time they’d made love?

Slumping into her chair, she set her hands on the console, a cold sweat washing over her, and input a course for Earth. Her supplies had run low, and if one more piece of space junk hit her ship before she had a chance to repair it, the hull would breach. She’d be sucked out into space and die within minutes. A tear trickled down her face. Maybe that would be less painful than moving on.

No! She’d never taken the easy way out, her year of searching proof of that. She would go home and accept the inevitable; Diego had died. She would never find someone like him. No one would replace him in her heart or her bed.

She reviewed the coordinates she’d programmed. All set.With a heavy heart, she reached over to hit engage.

“Incoming message,” the computer chimed. “Source located one nautical mile away, starboard.”

She brushed her hands across the console and brought the video feed from the ship’s right hand side onscreen. The image quivered, and she groaned when it finally became clear. A Moloxian starcruiser.

Shit! I just want to go home. During her search, the crews of the few Moloxian scavenger ships she’d come across had been willing to let her pass if she traded with them. But she had nothing left, only enough food and fuel to reach Earth, and even then she’d be hungry during the last leg of her journey.

“Play.” She decided to listen to their demands, give them what they wanted, and move on. She had no other choice. Starvation was a better alternative than providing the sexual services they’d always hinted at. The Moloxians, though humanoid, had scale-covered bodies. So incompatible with her own. She wouldn’t survive unscathed and didn’t sleep around anyway.

“Prepare to be boarded.” The deep computerized voice shook her. No slur, and therefore not Moloxian. Who the hell was he?

She didn’t have time to contemplate. Her blood boiling, she gripped the arms of her chair. The creature, whatever species he happened to be, planned to come onto her ship. No one boarded without her permission, which she would not grant. At the sound of her transporter, like the pitter-patter of rain on Earth, she leaped from her seat and spun around. She grasped her bolt stunner and pointed it at the figure materializing into solid form before her eyes.

With a huge outline, the male boarding her ship would only bring her trouble. If his strength matched his size, she had one option: to kill him. She took in his bare, broad chest, sculpted abs, and muscled arms. His tanned skin shone with brilliance, as if the sun rested behind him. She gazed up at his dark hair and warm brown eyes. He studied her with an intense stare while his soft lips curved into a smile.

She gasped. “Diego?”

His smile widened. “I’ve been searching for you.”

While she wanted to run to him, to jump into his arms, her body rebelled. She couldn’t move. Her legs rubber-like, she collapsed to the floor.

Diego rushed to her side, yanking her up against him. “It’s okay, mi amor. I’ve got you.”

Tears flowed down her cheeks. After all this time, she’d found the man meant for her. Just when I was about to give up.

He kissed her forehead. “Don’t cry. I’m right here. I won’t leave you.”

She glanced up at him. “You’re not….” A sob escaped. “Dead?”

He chuckled and stroked the side of her face. “I assure you, I’m very much alive.”

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