She was in the lavish bathroom, standing beneath the hot, soothing spray of the numerous shower heads. Her mind replayed the events leading up to Aleksander saving her as she sighed deeply and leaned her forehead against the cool tiles. She remembered the previous evening at the base of the hill, the night she believed her life was over. Her permanent transformation into a werewolf was the outcome of the moment she had feared. She had excruciating pain in her hand, face, and entire body. She understood she was now experiencing what others call lycanthropy, or the power to shift into a werewolf. It was agonizing and slow, lasting more than five hours, and felt almost like torture. Soon she resembled no more than a ravenous wild animal that ate anything it could get her hands on. Izabella tightly closed her eyes in response to the ferocity she never knew she was capable of. She could not accept the change in her appearance as she behaved like a rabid animal. Two men later discovere
Izabella did not expect what he was about to do. She lost all sense of time as he knelt before her, elevated her left thigh, and gave her a long, hard lick with his tongue. His mouth sucked, nibbled, and kissed her while his hands gripped her posterior. She started to groan. "Wait, Aleks. This is getting too fast..." "What are you saying? Do you deny what was clear we both wanted? We've been married for almost a year, and nothing in our agreement has happened as of today." "No. I do not deny that, but we have important things to consider than our hormonal issue." "Alright," he chuckled. "Hormonal, indeed. Please make up your mind, though. I won't ever force you, Baby. But remember that I'm not going to decide for you." She said, "I know," with a knot in her throat. Because the man didn't exploit her last night when he could have done so freely, he believed she could trust him. "We need to talk, okay?" He was shaking his head in disbelief. Nobody ordered her what to do, but the wo
Even though the morning sun had already touched her moist skin, her mind was still floating, engrossed in another realm of space and time. Her weary muscles from her nightmare experience, during which she sprinted obstinately through the forest to save her life, seemed soothed by the sound of the water lapping. She then tried to organize her hazy thoughts. Her eyes were also fixed on her best buddy and Aleksander while conversing. They were around her as she sat on the long beach chair with a big umbrella as they stood by the bayside. She still couldn't believe the fate she had chosen until that point, even if they had agreed to have a church wedding two days prior. Her father insisted on it even though he knew the bridegroom was an alien. That is, in fact, my father, she mused. Her father believes that, while having a different beginning, space is not distinct from the planet Earth. She was also accustomed to having a broad perspective of the various creatures that inhabit the eart
Izabella rolled her eyeball in the air when Aleksander felt offended by what she said. She could kick herself for being tactless because he misinterpreted what she said. But wait, what did I do, or is this guy just sensitive? She thought as she wanted to correct the self-condemnation. "Don't get me wrong, Aleks. I'm just stating the fact. Because you said you came to our planet to find your missing princess's wife and married me so you can freely interact and socialize with people here. So, tell me, which of the following is wrong about what I said?" Aleksander frowned. "By the way, where's Shanda?" Izabella asked while she ran a hand through her long, dark brown hair. "She told me she saw someone she knew, so she left," he replied. She could see the way he smirked that he knew she just wanted to change the topic. "Where to...?" She asked. And she raised her eyes to the increasing arrival of beach lovers. And even Aleksander raised his eyes around them. "There she is," he sai
She sighed with sadness and was about to turn back when she heard that strange voice talking to his father, so she faced the door again. "Dr. Theodore Jansen?" "Yes? May I know who our guest is?" Izabella noticed that the eyes of a very tall, strangely dressed man with a rank logo on their chest like a soldier were looking at her, and his father turned to where she was standing. "Your daughter?" The man asked. "Yes, my only daughter," Dr. Theodore respectfully responded. "Anything I can do for you?" "We would like to invite you to come with us." "I'm sorry, gentleman, but some other time. I have an important meeting today." Instead of answering, a bluish beam appeared on the forehead of the man her father was talking to. Izabella screamed as her father swayed like a lifeless vegetable. She ran closer when she noticed their two uninvited guests were looking at each other. "What did you do to my father?" She asked. Instead of answering, she was picked up by one, and be
It seemed like the Thorax troops had better armaments because they mainly invaded nearby spaceships, including this one they were riding in, and killed the prince's family. Izabella felt her tongue twitch when she looked at what seemed to be an alien warrior not far from them. She got creeps staring at his Fangs. Flashing predator's eyes. Images of fighting, mutilated bodies, and broken appendages flashed in her mind as she grasped and breathed tightly. I can't let myself get distracted by this one. He has to be just like the rest. They're all the same, she thought bitterly, remembering what she had witnessed. They have no mercy, even for the young ones. They kill everybody, and if I fail to escape from this warrior, I'll either be killed or molested by them all the way they did to the women they captured. She limited her look at the attacker and ventured in reverse, chanting a prayer in her head while considering dashing in on the back entryway out where her father was hiding and
She felt dizzy when she noticed the alien's claws extending and becoming more acute. Even though she wanted to move or talk, she restrained herself as he drew a sharp nail in the center of his palm. His palm was wounded, and blue blood gushed from the incision, soaking into her wound. He knelt next to her injury, and their faces met as he did. Izabella could not speak and was forced to look at the hollow of his neck the entire time. She made herself swallow as he backed off gradually. When nearby animals started to growl, it stopped them both. He said, "Wolves are coming. We have to leave immediately. Hold onto my neck, and I will raise you before the wolves eat us." She put her hand around the alien's neck, and their eyes connected. Her weight did not affect his substantial muscular body built as he stood up and carried her. They eventually disappeared from that location. They led to the spacecraft's front, which was completely disassembled. She turned to face the alien right awa
"Why don't you tell your dad we're going to my place? Aleksander suggested." Besides, he can't complain because Shanda is with us. " "As if she could stop you from doing anything." "Are we having trust issues now?" His eyebrows quirked. "What can he do? You're my wife even if--" She put her palm in the man's mouth while Shanda was giggling. "Oh, my ... you're still a virgin?" "Shut up, Shanda," she snarled with her cheeks burning. Izabella looked up at Shanda, who handed her a mobile phone. "You better call your dad so they won't worry if you don't come home." She silently accepted it and called her father, gazing outside the car window. "He doesn't answer his mobile phone." "Then call your landline," Shanda suggested. Izabella silently obeyed. And she waited when someone answered the other line. "Mindy, Iza here. Where's Dad? 'She asked immediately when she heard their assistant's voice. "They're having dinner right now." "Oh, okay. If anything, call me, okay?” "Yep. He
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