The two men pivoted to look at her. She was stunned when the bulky men advanced in her direction. She started running in trepidation, but she slipped and fell. Then she felt a hand holding her feet and pulling her up but let go of her suddenly.
From the ground, she bolted upright and faced them, but she was shocked to see the familiar figure of a man fighting with the bulky warriors.
Ugh. I cannot be confused, no. I saw a green creature with the same skin in my dream, but that was like five years ago, the last time I saw him. Izabella reflected as she fixed her gaze on the warrior among the tricksters who was the most rooted.
All of them were propelled into the air and vanished. Her position on the lush ground caught his attention as he halted and quickly peed into the distance to ensure they weren't in danger of attack.
He moved quickly and appeared in front of her in a flash, immobilizing her. He amplified his hand to her. She reached for the warrior's palm already in front of her.
Despite her trepidation, she eventually got to her feet after being gently helped up by him.
Izabella dared to meet his all too familiar glowing golden eyes. And she closed her eyes as the green warrior's forehead appeared to emanate a blue light like a laser beam passing through her eyes.
Is this alien getting to blind me? She was terrified by that thought. She noticed his long, light brown eyelashes a while ago as he looked down at her as if examining her response nearby.
She could not help but notice that he was as tall as Aleksander and had a robust build.
Ugh. Why am I comparing him to that scaled urban persona? Izabella reviled herself with the running of her contemplations. She found it peculiar to think of babbling in the middle of uncertainty as in front of the unusual warrior. Izabella recoiled when she felt a cold hand on her face. She opened her eyes, realizing her face was caught in his palms. And the warrior's teeth were no longer projected. She knew he was from another planet, but why he suddenly appeared out of nowhere? What made him go back to their world?
The green warrior gazed eagerness into her eyes. It appeared that energy was being absorbed from her eyes. Little by little, she swayed, but he quickly caught her in his arms.
Izabella moved quickly and looked all around. She leaned against a large tree trunk, momentarily unconscious of her whereabouts. She last remembered the sudden presence of the green extraterrestrial Prince Dreksil before everything in her field of view went dark. She retreated gently while leaning against the tree trunk and rubbing her forehead. She started to question how she had gotten there.
Am I still here in Greece? Oh my, didn't Felix take me off again? I remember he showed up at the airport and attempted to take us. He won't let us leave the country. But what happened to Shanda? Is she protected? One after another, the questions plagued her thoughts.
She cast a wide net while thinking. She could only hear the chirping of birds. And then, she gradually visualized Aleksander's conflict with the wolf men as her eyes roamed the area. He was with her in this forest, but where was he?
She quickly stood up as she considered what had transpired with Aleksander. Did the man suffer any harm when she saw him hurled up and landing on a slope?
She stopped, telling herself, "I'm hearing something else," and then she got up and moved. As she rose from the ground, her hand flattened on the tree as a support. Then, a few pictures started to appear in her head. She hurriedly went to the cliff's location.
She yelled out, looking around, "Aleksander. Are you there? How are you doing?"
Izabella was walking towards the edge of the hillside, gathering her strength when she heard a faint whimper. She then quickly but carefully down the mountainside. But she stumbled as she lost her footing and let go of the weeds, but an immediate hand grabbed hers.
That familiar voice murmured, "Goodness, woman. Be careful."
She took a long breath and then said, "Aleksander." She said I'm delighted I found you," with evident joy in her voice.
Izabella tried to seize his leg, but the man groaned in agony.
She curled up next to him and said, "S-sorry. Are you hurt? You're in agony? she inquired as she leveled herself and met his gaze.
"A little bit. Hurry up now; it's going to rain," the man commanded, adding, "I'll come with you in a bit."
He was pale, so she insisted, "But I want to help you. Can I?"
His palm moved to his chest as he murmured, "I don't need you—" as though trying not to groan from the sudden pain.
She replied decisively, leaving no room for debate, "I can't leave you here. We need to get you back."
He grimaced as he looked down at his chest. The lines, previously restricted to the area over the right breast, now spread out over the entire room like a map covered in shadow. He nodded and inhaled quickly.
"It seems like we'll have to wait on this."
Her face twisted as she stared at him as said, "Oh."
"Don't worry; I'll make it."
"No, you're not," she jibed. "You need immediate treatment."
"Yes, I know, but there's no hurry. "Are you all right?"
"Yes, I am," she replied, "I wonder how I drifted to sleep resting against a tree. In any case, accept my assistance; else, I'll leave you alone in this place."
"All right, get set."
She assisted him in standing, and he afterward stroked his fingers through her hair.
She scowled at him, asking, "What are you doing? My hair hurts when you pull it that way, so please stop."
"Keep moving, woman; that wasn't my aim."
Izabella heard his sigh. As they began to move, the rain started to fall. And every gesture the man took was hurting, and Izabella knew it. She could hear him growling in pain even as the small gasp that escaped him caught her attention as he followed her up the cliff edge. Fortunately, he fell short of the slope and quickly navigated up.
She gasped when they were halfway up, but he kept moving forward until they reached a smooth granite surface. Izabella breathed deeply while leaning against him and placing her hands all over his body as he flipped onto his back.
Around him, she looked for any wounds. He sustained an injury to the top of his ribs. After some fighting, they were able to get to the car.
He said, "I'll drive. A minimum of to get to the resort."
Izabella, however, disregarded him and ushered him into the driver's seat. She then sprinted to the wheel. She missed seeing his head shaking while his eyes followed her movement. The wind was getting stronger.
"I better get you to the closest clinic, so try to relax while I'm driving," she added.
"No, sweetheart. Just do what I say. Go to the resort and find Levitra. She knows what to do."
"Okay, show me the road to the resort securely."
Her low-pitched laugh was audible to him.
"Just look for the Lariosa resort; it's on the right side of the road along our route to get here."
She gave him a nod before igniting the car, at which point she glanced at him. He reclined in his seat. He occasionally took a deep breath. Even though he attempted to avoid dozing off, she observed that his eyes were heavy. He finally went to sleep.
A tall, dark-skinned, not particularly old guy greeted Izabella when the Rolls Royce she was operating pulled into the resort's driveway. She described the circumstances.
The man said, "You're on the right track, madame. I'm Larry, one of the caregivers here. Don't worry; I'll take care of our Chief. Levitra will be here in a minute or two. She's at the barn."
Just as Larry dropped Aleksander's body onto the stretcher, she nodded in relief. And until the stretcher reached a spacious room, she softly followed Larry. And she forced a firm swallow when she saw the blue blood on his ribcage's side. There, she accepted his earlier claim that he was an alien.
How is Aleksander different from the green extraterrestrial who saved her six years ago?
She came into the large spacious bedroom. She reasoned that it must have been Aleksander's room at the hotel. Does the man she married own the significant estate? She pondered. Her gaze did not miss that Larry was concerned about Aleksander's well-being. It appeared that the man's life was in danger at other times. She questioned who his adversaries were. Were those the wolves that earlier attacked the two of them?
When Larry said, "Feel at home, madame. I'll pick up Levitra first," she was pulled back to the present. Izabella felt relieved she would have the chance to spend time by his side. She took a deep breath and stared at him, shaking on the large bed. He opened his eyes gradually after sensing her presence. The man chuckled, "You looked like you were going to pass out. Come over here." He held his hand, and she softly walked up and palmed it. She was honest when she said, "I'm worried about you. "Will you be alright?" He replied, "There's no need for that, Iza. I'll be okay. "Don't worry, I'll be on my feet tomorrow," the speaker said. "Are you sure you're not giving me empty hope?” The only reaction was a head tilt from Aleksander. "I did not come back here and be let down," The determination in his voice compelled her to question, "What do you mean, Aleks?" Due to the pounding feet, Aleksander was unable to respond. And then, a woman with dark skin and long, curly hair appeared
Her eyes narrowed when she looked at her hands on the wheels. It was turning hairy, and her fingers were becoming elongated. She felt a hot, almost burning sensation all over her body amidst the air-con blowing. But before Izabella could be processed what was going on with her, a car at high speed came in front of her. The headlights blinded her then she felt like she was ruling in the air. And then her head hit a metal frame before blackness took her. And then she felt him. He moved closer until that warm breath fanned against her ear again. He breathed into it. "Izabella," he growled, making her body tremble. No! She screamed and started running without looking back. "Iza!" That voice seemed worried and troubled. And a muffled cry. She stooped, fighting the hands that held her. And slowly, she opened her eyes. "Oh, God! Thank you, you're awake now..." "S-Shanda..." she uttered and leaked her lips. "What happened? Where am I?" Before her friend could reply, the door opened, an
"You're a brilliant woman, Izabella," he replied, causing him to appear amused. A mocking smile appeared on her lips. "That gives me creeps "Save your breath for the fiery question which you might need later. I expect that you empty your plate so I can talk to you with sense," the man said and headed to the door. Her eyes followed the man. "Wait," she called, and he paused at the doorway, his piercing blue eyes returning her gaze. "Who are you? Are you some philanthropist or-" "I am the owner of this house." She waited for him to go on, but his bright arched brow seemed he was done talking. "Can you tell me why I am here?" "As I've said, eat your food, and your questions will be entertained once you're in the right mind. You need it after that drugs were injected into your bloodstream." "H-how did you know?" "I talked to the doctor who examined you. Now, be a good girl and eat." "I'm not done talking," she insisted. The man slowly turned his back to face her again. His arms
"No," he said, his voice a profound roll that made her shudder despite the sweat breaking out over her skin. "Don't fight.""Why not? So, you'll seize me like Felix did and sedate me?" She hissed.Shaking his head, he peered over her head."I appreciate you coming, Shanda. When she is calm, I'll phone you.""No! Don't leave me here," she pleaded. "I want to go with you. Call my dad, Shanda."Shanda hesitated. She was looking from Izabella to the man."You know the right thing to do, Shanda. You know she'd been with me for almost a week, and I never hurt or took advantage of her," Aleksander reasoned."Don't listen to him, Shanda. Please!" Izabella screamed when her friend left without a second thought. "Shanda, help me! I want to go home with you.""Stop it," he ordered. "Don't waste your energy for nothing."His words made her angry. She glared at him and bit his hand down hard.He swore under his breath and growled.Unceremoniously, he lifted her over his shoulder and carried her to
The sudden urge to claim her rose - hotter than the blood in his veins - and he had to clench his jaw to keep himself in check. But he could not stop himself from nosing the curve of her neck, inhaling deeply as a low growl rumbled in his chest. More animals than Khrall. His loin stirred to life, which he was aware she felt, and his desire grew more potent at the strangled gasp that passed her lips. It's uncommon for anybody to evoke such a reaction from him and never had it come from somebody he scarcely knew and as youthful as the lady concerned. He sighed deeply and groaned at the images that played in his mind of what had happened a while ago. How could he forget the heat from their body contact as he carried her? When she attempted moving once more, he was constrained to act. Sliding her from his shoulder, he denied her face into his chest and held her legs until they were wrapped around his hips. It was not a perfect position, as he felt her bouncing against his crotch with ea
"Bravo, Izabella," he chimed and stood up. "Sit down, and wait for me here. I have a phone call." Izabella swallowed when the man suddenly disappeared in front of her. That's when she realized what she saw inside her room was not a hallucination. Is it right for me to decide to agree to marry him? Izabella asked herself while waiting for Aleksander to return. He knew what I could be soon. At least I don't need to hide anything from him since he discovered my dark secret. Isabella was not surprised when Aleksander appeared back to his seat, except for the familiar medicine bottle the man placed on the table in front of his plate. "Why did you take that from my bag?" She could not hide the fear in her voice. "Where did you get this medicine?” He quirked an eyebrow. “I searched about it, but no pharmaceutical company sells it." "How the hell do I know? And why are you interested in knowing about it?" "I want to know what you use it for. Was it to stop your shapeshifting? If so, whe
"That's not all. I need to spend time with you. I like talking to you, and you don't appear awed by my extravagance as you're reluctant. You don't need to believe it, and I regard that. It's been a long time since I've had any regard for a lady. I, too, happen to appreciate ... a show." "A show?" She swallowed. She was concerned with the images that played in her brain. Shithead, is this guy a horny alien? Argh! "I like to observe a lady strip, and that's all I need right now. I need to see you uncover that body to me. Imagine you're strolling on the runway like you did, wearing most of those meager attires." "Yes, exactly. You're pretty odd for an alien to like strippers. Did you get clubs back on your planet? Are you sure your planet doesn't have a name of Oozing spermatozoa?" "No, you're twisting what I said," he picked his nose as if annoyed. However, he wanted to bark with laughter at the naughty rounded expression on her face. Such a playful brain! "You're a strangely alien
"Come, sit next to me," he gestured with his hand and patted the bed space next to him. Izabella reluctantly followed what the man wanted to happen. "I'd rather occupy this chair so we can talk properly," she said, pulling the one-seater leatherette sofa beside his bed. He laughed with slightly arched eyebrows, "Come on, Iza. What kind of behavior is that? Why so timid when you're my wife..." "Shut up, Aleksander. You know what kind of marriage we agreed on. Don't make fun of me," she whispered. "I want a proper conversation with you. And I mean talk..." "Oh! So, are we back to our proper state of memory?" He asked, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes. I don't know what happened. I woke up leaning against that tree and gradually remembered everything. You seem to know what happened to me," she declared. "Thanks to your friend for telling me what happened at the airport on your way back to your country." "Yes, Shanda has been my best friend since we were kids. I wonder what happen
Izabella and Yzobelle became even closer since they were confronted with their true identity as twin sisters fathered by the monarch King of Grisean, according to their Aunt Xania. They discovered that their Aunt Astria had assigned Aunt Xania to care for the test tube twin sisters. And they were even more shocked when they learned that Aunt Astria had a secret crush on their acknowledged father of Izabella, Doctor Jones, And the best thing about being close as siblings was when her stepbrother Jeremy became Yzobelle's boyfriend. Their Aunt Xania had no objection to their relationship though it was now known how a wolf attacked Jeremy and his blood got infected; thus, he shifted once a month with his stepsister Izabella. The only change in the two of them being together as siblings was that Yzobelle had been busy with her relationship with Jeremy, so sometimes she could not refuse Robert's invitation, as she owed a lot to him for saving her life several times. "You have to be caref
Who knows? It's not like he was even her boyfriend. He was a seductive beast whom she repeatedly kissed on their first encounter. You liar, you. Do you intend to turn around right now? Chicken. She was perplexed by the mental conflict. She remembered feeling delightfully naughty as he kissed her as she slipped her arm around his heavily muscled waist. It's absurd to get excited over something so simple. Provocative. He was provoking and made her feel unexpected feelings. Although excited to explore her emotions, she had a bad sensation. Okay, so she may have unrealistic expectations of him. She liked being in his company. She was frightened by how excellent it was. Lavender and cheerful scents filled the air. She couldn't place the source of the familiar scent. She drank in the smell of their lust in the air around them. Izabella grabbed his neck and dragged him, abandoning all prudence since she knew this was possibly the most daring trip she would ever go on. He tur
Izabella had been lying down for a long time, but her eyes were fixed on the ceiling as if dreaming when she heard the little turning of the lock of her bedroom doorknob.Izabella ignored that. Instead, she lay on her side with her back to the door. She knew her mental bully stepsister was outside even if she didn't open it. And as usual, she would be warned to stay away from Robert, the man who had been her friend for a long time.She breathed deeply and felt isolated as she looked at the wall of her private space.She caressed the top of her womb as the content of her dream resurfaced in her mind about the strange warrior creature playing she'd been dreaming about. Which saddened her, and she failed to be with him in her dream.And suddenly it came to her mind what her stepbrother had said earlier, that she had married an alien.She felt like wanting to laugh at herself. Even in choosing a spouse, she was also weird. An alien? Ugh!Maybe that's a result of having the experience of v
"You know when I initially heard the loud bang inside, I believed an animal had fallen. Or something had fallen from the sky.” He slowly inspected her, his obvious sexual curiosity fighting the twinkle in his eyes. "This is so much better."She wheezed as a cunning retort. She needed to breathe, by God! It was a cringe-worthy situation."Take your time," he suggested, focusing on her legs, which were extended and bent at the knees, allowing him a free view up to her crotch.Die by eating dirt, she reasoned."Is this like potholing? Only in your underwear?” He inquired with amusement dancing on his face. “Very nice underwear, too, I might say," he added as his eyes slowly moved over the rest of her openly.Wheeze, what a pervert!"Stop doing that and get out of here," she finally snapped."Oh, a fiery Earthling woman in here..." he mumbled. “I like that kind of fire…”"I said stop ogling at me. Can't you see I'm pregnant?""Well," he said with his index finger stroking his nose. “Didn'
But she didn't pull away. It seemed he wanted to put his arms around her to see what happened as his hand extended in the air. And he finally placed his large hand on the back of her head. His lips covered hers again and controlled the kiss for a while. She wanted the urge to stop him but was mesmerized with wonder as they gazed at each other. "What are you thinking?" He whispered huskily. Her eyes widened as their eyes met for a second. She licked her lips while his eyes followed that movement before she replied, "I wanted to feel your lips with my eyes closed." What the hell? She scolded herself for telling him. "Why?" She shrugged," I'm not sure, but I like the sensation of your… No, forget it--" "I know what you mean," he cut in with his eyes roaming on her face and stopped as he gazed back. "But I want to look into your eyes and how they react as our lips go together." She gulped as his golden eyes darkened with desire. His kiss was soft and testing but not clumsy. Inste
The king jerked, startled by the unusual calm of his suite, and peered around. He woke up to find himself in the center of his bed. He inhaled deeply as he fixed his focused gaze on the lofty ceiling.He could feel a void within him. He was unable to express his anguish and longing. More tragic than losing his parents. He thought he had lost everything. And was unwilling to accomplish anything for the rest of the day since he felt weak and miserable.He sensed Marlo's presence. And only his eyes glanced at the open door when he entered his premises."Greetings, Your Majesty. I hope you're feeling great and not sick from too many of those beverages you had on an empty stomach..."He shrugged it off as he got up and sat on the edge of his bed. He felt himself growing old suddenly because of his softening sense of self."Any plans for today, My King?" He inquired why he remained standing in front of the monarch."No, unless you got one," he said, somewhat bored. "I'd rather bury myself un
When Marlo discovered that the alien secretion drink King Dreksil had requested would run out, he shook his head. The drink was made of coconut rum, melon liqueur, and pineapple juice and had a blue sugar rim. The beverage had a nearly radioactive green hue. He would reach for this beverage when the monarch felt irritated or agitated like he was doing now. He could tell how ferociously upset he was by the expression on his face. However, he recognized his ruler. Who wouldn't want to after being left behind by the lady he made his queen? Among the many ladies who pleaded to be loved and owned by King Dreksil, he only had feelings for Izabella. She was also the only one whose extreme attitude caused him to violate his rules. Instead of instructing her on how to submit to her husband, the ruler of Chronos, he cherished her for being too proud to be tamed. How did I get here? King Dreksil's mind was in a state of shock until the point at which the woman he had devoted his unique feeling
Izabella stopped at the bottom of the steps and looked at her visitors. Her Aunt Xania showed her companion something in the photo album usually displayed at the console table. Her companion was facing their direction, so Izabella had a chance to study her profile like in a trance. She thought their young woman visitor embodied the ideal of a beautiful woman with a slim figure, light complexion, and a shapely neck that flowed into her seductive body. But what drew her in were her gorgeous eyes, full lips, and head shape covered in red copper hair. She gently prodded her stepbrother, who appeared enthralled by her attractiveness. "You like her beauty?" She teased him in a whisper. He responded with a soft laugh, "Sure," "But I feel like I was staring at a different image of yourself, Iza, aside from the fiery hair and dark eyes." "What?" "She seems a little taller than you, but you virtually look the same, so..." Mrs. Jones purposefully cleared her throat to interrupt their in-dep
Izabella jumped up from her bed when she heard loud knocks on her bedroom door. Before she could stand, the door opened. "Hmm. Indeed, you're back here. I hope you've completely disappeared from the people here!" "What are you talking about, Camilla?" What she said to her created a deep gash on her forehead. The newcomer shook her head as if she couldn't believe her reaction. When she heard several pairs of feet approaching, even Camilla looked at the door. Doctor Jones and her Aunt Esmeralda entered, followed by a familiar face. "Good morning," she greeted with a smile. And her eyes stopped at the companion of the two. "Hi, Aunt Xania! You came to visit." "Yes, because I missed you," said their guest smiling. They looked at Camilla's explosive departure. "I'm fine, but why are you like that when you can look at me?" "Don't you remember anything before Robert found you in the forest?" "Daddy, yesterday you kept asking me about that. Where should I be found? Jerry as