Aleksander felt happy that he and Izabella had avoided being attacked by the muggers. His limbs felt a little unsteady, and his head was racing. He replayed the river scene and recalled what had transpired with his family and friends in that spot with his recklessness a long time ago. When he first visited the earth's globe, he felt the effects of his impatience, which cost some lives. As the Chronos empire's crown prince, he was nearly removed by misdeeds. Izabella's earlier account of her life had given him a lot of knowledge about what he considered the young woman's mysterious life, so he had a lot on his mind then. He also had sufficient knowledge to corroborate his wife's claims about her relationship with Chronos' ally Xania, a member of the blue blood species of the Grisean clan, whom he and Karylla had married. Xania is a member of the Grisean clan where Karylla belonged. An unbreakable tie was created between the two royal blood kinds. To defeat the ferocious Thorax species
She replied softly, "Don't waste your time on me, Rob. I'm not worth it. Allow yourself to find someone more meaningful to you who can return your feelings." "It's my decision, Iza. I'm not eager to start dating. Your friendship is enough for me now." Izabella sadly shook her head. "You make me feel bad. I don't like it this way." The man apologized, "I'm sorry, but it was not my intention." You don't have to shun me, Iza. Be my buddy like you used to be." Izabella was unable to refute the man's assertion." I'll continue to offend you." "I can handle it." She responded emphatically, "I can't take it, Robert. I feel suffocating to know someone miserable when I am..." But he only laughed at her. "Believe it or not, I'm not for you," she said. Robert jokingly said, "Ouch. And are you certain that you are the right match for him?" "I'm not sure if he's the one for me. I live with what I have now," she said before her lips parted from their gaze. "I appreciate your positive view on
Aleksander was immediately confused by his surroundings when he first woke up. When he spotted Izabella by his side dozing, a smile spread across his lips—back turned in the other direction. Her knee was propped up against the embracing pillow. His hand slipped to gently hug his wife as he shifted and brushed his thigh over hers. He buried his face in Izabella's neck and felt her stir in her sleep. His thoughts were going back over what had happened. Visions of the lake had haunted him. His last memory was of taking a steam bath with Izabella. While he was sick with a fever, his wife took care of him. Mumbling, he prayed he didn't embarrass himself. Even though he never trusted anyone, he felt fortunate to have met someone like her. Yet, with her, that coldness was gradually dissolving because of the incredible connection they shared. He could explain how she summoned him that way, but he did not intend to tell her how. He nuzzled at the side of her neck, groaning, "Hmm." He then
"Beautiful." Izabella heard Aleksander even though he whispered the word almost inaudibly. Furthermore, the way he looked at her left her stunned. A trance overcame him. Izabella knew then how carelessly she had taken of herself. She did not slop out on purpose, though. When Shanda told her about the entire episode in Greece, she lost the motivation to fix herself. It was her way of showing men she was not interested in getting into the relationship—a brush-off to anyone who would try to mess with her. She immediately thought of that as Aleksander gave her a grateful stare. She could use to add a few extra minutes to try, given that her present morning ritual consisted of donning her lenses, donning whatever clothes she grabbed first—either from the closet or nearby the bed, she wasn't fussy—tossing her hair up on top of her head, and exiting her bedroom. She also never overheard her father grumbling. No, there's more. She wanted to try. She approved of her current appearance. A lo
With her palm, Izabella hid her eyes. "My eyes," she moaned, feeling like they were on fire. She purposely told the man she spoke to, "God, I must be infected from using lenses." When Matthew attempted to touch Izabella once more, a hand obstructed him. As he turned to confront the man, Aleksander hissed, "What do you think you're doing?" He abruptly released Matthew's hand. Aleksander heard the man roaring as he turned to face Izabella. He turned to face the man again. Matthew's eyes were getting red, and he bared his teeth and looked at him menacingly. Aleksander told the man, "If I were you, I'd get out of here before the camera picks you up." Matthew looked up with his gaze. Aleksander cast a glance up at the ceiling as well. He noticed a camera in the far corner of it. "What's going on, Matt?" The three turned to face the voice's origin. The open restroom had a thin female figure standing in it. She had short blonde hair and was dressed in leatherette slacks and a black st
Aleksander observed, "You seemed stunned..." Izabella had a severe frown. "What do you expect me to learn from such a ridiculous notion? Aleksander remarked coldly, "You sounded like you despise my kind of race." "Oh. Please, Aleks. You should know I don't...now," she replied with a shake. "Well, I remember that day. We started on the wrong path. But let's not go there. I want to explore the secret of your eyes," he smiled, showing her the sorrow that had crossed his face. She snarled, "You're funny. I recently met a woman with blue eyes and several passersby we spotted, so I'm not the only person here with blue eyes." "You're probably correct," Aleksander said. Despite his reservations, he decided to stop asking questions as he stared at her with an oddly worried expression. "Is there anything you still haven't told me?" "I don't know what else to say. However, I did mention that my mother passed away up there..." He corrected her, "No, you thought she was dead. She might stil
The only thing that broke the tense stillness between them was Dr. Jansen's raised eyebrows. He gave Aleksander a stern look. "When did you start speculating like this?" "Since quite some time," Aleksander answered. "You managed to change the tale about Izabela that night she was in danger, and you said the first time I talked to you while Izabella was in my house in Greece, she died of infection. If you could change that story, you could have done more to protect her," He said. "For what? For whom?" "Yeah, Aleksander. The only thing that keeps me alive is to protect my daughter. And everything Izabella mentioned to you, Aleksander, you will hear the same from my lips." Aleksander took a long breath. Please, as my father-in-law, tell me the truth and address my worries since she is just as important to me as she is to you as her father." "Xania visiting me? I don't know what you're talking about," the elderly scientist graciously said. "When we were heading into space, I last saw
Since Brigitte already knew her size, Aleksander and Izabella were busy making wedding preparations in the following days, including measuring Izabella for her wedding dress. Brigitte and Shanda, who planned everything so they could arrange what needed to be done, always accompanied the two. The two-hour rehearsal for the wedding party came last. Yesterday, they were absent from one another for the entire day. Izabella was staying in a hotel suite with Brigitte, Shanda, and a group of males occupied another suite. Alongside Jeremy, Dax, and Marlo was Aleksander. The two will be married on the expansive rooftop of the 620 Loft and Garden. Izabella was aware of Brigitte updating Aleksander. She realized bit by bit that Brigitte was a reliable secretary and dedicated to her job. She wondered if Brigitte knew Aleksander's true identity. And she noticed for the whole day yesterday that her husband was very comfortable seeking his secretary's opinion about the preparation. "It's a beautif
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