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She swallowed, shaking her head.
“How did you get here? Are you a spy?” Taurian snarled. “I scented Kohl’s blood and the enemy.” Before, when the Tryns had first arrived, he underestimated them and while he was out screwing and partying on another planet, they destroyed half his family. He would not make the same mistake again. Who knew what ruses the enemy hadn’t revealed yet? Good thing Desmonda had taken Kohl back to their cave home to tend him. Taurian didn’t think he could not kill this woman if he discovered she’d played a part in his brother’s injuries.
“No, I-I was kidnapped by a demo-Tryn. It brought me here on a spaceship against my will.” A fish splashed past and the woman wiped her face. “I just want to make s-sure Kohl’s okay…and to get back home to Earth.”
“How do I know you speak the truth? That I just happened upon you with my brother while I was scouting for him? There’s enough of their foul stench to choke a rumix.”
She lifted her chin. “And I have to trust you not to fry me and eat me.”
Brave. Stupid, but brave. He shook his head. When his brother recovered, they were going to have a long talk. “If he dies then so do you.”
“Where is Kohl?” She bit her lip. “The poison must be extracted from him...he’ll need a blood transfusion as well is my guess. He's weak and lost a lot of blood.”
Perhaps this human cared for his brother after all. But he still didn’t trust her. Too many humans had attacked and killed his kind when they tried to help them against the Tryns long ago when the buggers invaded Earth. The thanks they got for removing them then was human swords and spears. He held out his talon, but kept his expression neutral. “Come, I will take you to him. But any trickery, human, and I will suck the marrow from your bones.”
“No tricks.” She limped forward, her head occasionally slipping under the water. “I just want him safe.”
He raised a scaled eyebrow, but said nothing. A female the size of his foot making demands! Good thing none of his brothers were here or he’d never hear the end of their jokes about it. With the woman against his chest, he flew to his home in the labyrinth of caves deep in the mountainside. Wind tore at them and she shivered, but he landed quickly and let her go. By now, Desmonda would be tending Kohl in his chamber.
“Come, human,” he spat and squeezed through a mountain gap, then into a dark cave.
Her steps slowed behind him. “Where is Kohl?”
He snorted. “How vulgar that you use his third name when addressing him and a mispronunciation at that.” His spiked tail zigzagged across the darkened dirt path. The cave continuing down and he took the second tunnel. “Kohlxchijr is his name, not Kohl.” Only he and family were allowed to call him Kohl.
“Fine.” She squared her shoulders. “Where is Kohlxchijr?”
For several turns, he didn’t speak, then he pressed through Kohl’s bedroom opening. The area opened up to a chamber with glowing lights along the walls and ceiling providing just enough light to see Kohl, in his human form, laying on a straw mat with Desmonda hovering over him. His hair was still damp from the river.
“Kohl!” The woman rushed forward, dodging her escort’s tail.
Desmonda turned, hissing and the woman skidded to a stop.
“Please, is he okay?” The human wrung her hands. “Have you healed him or given him medicine?”
“Taurian, leave us. I want to talk with the human alone.”
“No, she might do more damage to him or hurt you,” he rumbled.
Desmonda stared at him then back at the woman. “I think not. Wait outside the chamber if you must, but you will not like our discussion.”
With a snapping of teeth that made the human jump, Desmonda turned and scraped her body out of the opening and stomped away. As soon as those hatchlings were born, Taurian was sending this woman back to Earth and Kohl was going to get a lesson in birth control that he’d never forget.
Also by J.S. Wilder
Book 1 in the Hot Dating Agency series.
Take two dying alien races and one human female. What’s the result? A dating agency.
Stevan, the leader of the Fire Planet, wants to save his people, once he shifts and lands on Earth. He abducts Catherina in the hope of preventing the races from facing extinction. The women are no longer able to mate and the first birth in centuries has resulted in a still birth.
They discover that they need a way to connect the aliens together. Catherina uses her skills of working for a dating agency to connect them.
Catherina has a dead end job back on Earth, with the rise of technology - dating agencies have become a thing of the past. She enjoys bringing the two races together. Her focus shifts from connecting the races to a hot passionate night with the seven-foot leader.
Sereni has other ideas as she wants to claim Stevan and she doesn’t want a small, pale-blooded human to take her place as Stevan’s rightful mate.
Sereni is out to get Catherina before Stevan begs Catherina to stay.
Can Catherina win against Sereni for the heart of the leader?
Author's Note:
The Fire Planet Vikings is a stand-alone novella and the first book in the Hot Dating Agency series. I hope you enjoy the action-packed adventure with plenty of steam in this alien love triangle romance.
Also by J.S. Wilder
Book 2 in the Hot Dating Agency series.
Catherina was abducted from Earth. She’s living with the aliens and starting to feel that she's at one with them. Her guard, Tokalas asks for a small favor. He wants to be part of the agency, but not the administration side of things; he wants a mate.
Catherina time with the agency has been reduced. She's living with the leader in a palace. She doesn't need to work anymore.
Tokalas wants her to take a personal interest in his situation. Catherina struggles at first with the one alien that she considers a friend. Eventually, she finds that she has a personal battle to deal with which is far greater than the dating agency. One that makes her consider going back to the one planet that she’d left behind. That planet is Earth. The place that she used to call home.
Author's Note:
WaterWorld is a stand-alone novella and the second book in the Hot Dating Agency series. I hope you enjoy the action-packed adventure with plenty of steam in this alien love triangle romance.
Also by J.S. Wilder
Tokalas was Catherina’s weak side, her primary protector, and trusted bodyguard. Catherina had started working on the Dating Agency and had found Tokalas, a mate. He had fought hard to resist his feelings for Henmop.
But in the end, the alien had a choice to make. One was his duty as a bodyguard, and the other was love. This short story tells his story and how Tokalas finally opened his heart to love.
Author's Note:
Tokalas is a stand-alone novella and it is a short story about Tokalas who was Catherina’s guard. I hope you enjoy the action-packed adventure with plenty of steam in this alien love triangle romance.
Afterword
Sneak Peek
Brittany cringed as she opened the next bill. This one with red angry paper and black letters dancing across the page. PAST DUE. Yeah, those words now flashed through her mind like a blinking neon sign whenever she closed her eyes at night. Too many bills and no job for months. The economy sucked and she wasn’t even living paycheck to paycheck… she had no money. All her savings just paid last month’s rent. So soon, she’d have no house.
Homeless.
She shivered. Nope, she’d sell her body on the street corner before she’d do that. Ugh, between the student loans and mounting medical bills when her dad got leukemia and his funeral expenses, she had nothing. What did she have to lose except her dignity?
Everything.
God, she couldn’t become a prostitute. No way.
Figure out something else. Anything else. She opened her laptop and wrapped her blanket tightly around her. The heat had been turned off yesterday. Next week, it would probably be t
he lights unless Mr. Jones didn’t toss her out for lack of rent before then.
She and her dad had moved here to Boston for the best doctors to help him. Both she and her dad thought they’d found a bone marrow doner in his half-sister. But despite giving up all her savings to bribe the woman, the transplant hadn’t worked. Her father still died months later. And the half-sister hadn’t bothered showing up at the funeral or even returning Brittany’s phone calls.
No way would Brittany accept charity. And she was too proud to ask friends back home for help. There had to be a job out there somewhere that she could do. Something easy that didn’t require too much skills. Before her dad had gotten ill, Brittany was studying to become an engineer. She loved math and science in school and just felt like it fit. Her first year of college though, her dad started to be tired a lot. She’d come home in the afternoon and find him asleep in his recliner. They visited doctors but didn’t find the leukemia until late that summer. That was the day Brittany’s world turned upsidedown.
She dropped out of college, got a job at the local coffee shop, and paid what she could to help. Before long, her dad’s savings dried up and the insurance could only pay for so much.
Okay, check the Want-Ads again. She scrolled through the job descriptions: too many wanting an college degree or bi-liqual. Neither of which she had.
Her hands were numb as she typed in a broader range in the city of what was available. Shoot, at this rate, she’d take a janitor job if the pay was enough to make rent.
While she searched the classifieds online, her washer made a thump-thump-thump sound. What on earth? She leaped up from the table and dashed to the washroom. Water puddled across the floor. The washing machine gyrated back and forth. Brittany mashed the off button. A pop sounded along with a spark and she jumped.
Great! Now I’ve got another bill and no way to clean clothes.
Grabbing a beer from the fridge, she took a huge gulp. Her computer flashing something on the screen. Probably an ad.
Need money? We’ll pay for surrogates. Background and drug tests required.
“A baby contract?” She’d never thought about doing that before. How much did carrying a baby for a couple pay? Her fingers clicked on the keyboard to find the answer. She let out a whistle. The salary was more than she thought it would be. That would be enough money to pay for her a new washer, get her heat back on, and pay rent for several months. And she could continue to look for a job while pregnant. Women worked while pregnant all the time.
She scribbled down the contact information. Renjer Associates.
For the first time in months, her spirits lifted. I’ve a great feeling my luck is about to change!