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Untamed Abduction:
SciFi Pregnancy Romance Collection
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Table of Contents
Abducted By The Alien Warrior
An Alien Warrior’s Fate
The Billionaire SEAL’s Secret Baby
My Forbidden Navy SEAL Cowboy
The Navy SEAL’s Secret Lady
The Navy SEAL Cowboy’s Baby
The Navy SEAL Cowboy
The Brooklyn Billionaire’s Jewels
Knocked Up By The Russian Mafia Billionaire
SEALing The Victory
The Russian Billionaire’s Baby
My Secret Italian Billionaire
Ball So Hard: A Baltimore Love Story
Scars Of A Highlander
Child Of Two Clans
Warrior Of The Highland
Sisters Of Faith
The Amish Arrangement
Rumspringa Break
The Crippled Cowboy
The Texas Billionaire’s Bride
Faith in A Cowboy
The Cowgirl’s Child
THE BARREN BRIDE
Murder In Montana
A Baby For The Bride
Two Dukes One Scandal
Only Way To Tame A Rake
The Duke’s Pregnant Maid
The Duke of London’s Baby
To Marry The Prince Or Love The Duke
The Rogue Duke: Scandalous Nobility
First Time With A Cowboy
The British Biker’s Baby
The Prince of Flames
His Very Own Omega
The Fire Within
Finding My Cowboy
Studying Her Body
Her Roommate’s Little Secret
First Time’s A Charm
The Protégé
Taming The Alpha Wolf
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Abducted By The Alien Warrior
Madison was attacked when she was sixteen. That attack shaped her life without her even realizing it. When she starts a charity to help other girls who have suffered like she has, she quickly realizes that her purpose in life is to make other girls realize that their lives are worth living.
When she goes out jogging one night and sees a falling star hitting the earth only a few yards from where she is standing, she goes over to investigate. When she finds a man lying where the fallen star should have been, she starts to question who he is, and more importantly what he is. When the truth is revealed she’s given a choice, a choice that will change the way that she is defined forever.
Madison was not a victim, nor was she a survivor. Madison was and always would be a leader. There was nothing that could change that. When she was sixteen years old she got invited out by a boy from the local college. He was everything that any normal teenage girl would dream of. He was tall, his shoulders were broad and his eyes were so intense that they rivalled a star-filled sky. She had accepted his offer and boasted about it to all of her friends. It was the biggest thing to have happened to her in her life. It was life changing. It was the moment that she felt she’d shed her childhood image and had become something that boy would find attractive.
It seemed ironic to her in hindsight that she’d been so excited about losing her claim to childhood. When she went on her date with him, she was too blind to see the truth. When her head started to feel light and the room began to blur, it occurred to her that her drink had been spiked. She told him. She forced out her request for him to take her home through her slur, and she didn’t fight with him as he helped her out into the quiet street. She could hardly keep herself up. Reality around her was slipping away, as her brain only gave her fragmented thoughts and buffering images of where she was being taken.
She wouldn’t have known what was happening if he hadn’t forced her to stay awake. The cold, wet brick against her back would have been lost to her unconsciousness. The painful burning between her legs would have been nothing but an aftermath of something she had no recollection of, but he wouldn’t allow that. He whispered into her ear with his hot breath clinging to her skin. He told her what he was doing. He forced her fear to consume her to the point where her brain wouldn’t allow her to do anything other than watch silently.
He’d left her in the back alley. She’d been found later by a group of girls who’d gone down there to take a pee. She’d been curled up in a ball. Her hair was limp and clung to her head from the misty rain that had started to fall through the air. She was shivering, but she didn’t feel cold. Her whole body burned with disgust, disgust in what had just happened and disgust in the fact that she’d let it happen.
The girls had helped her up. They’d called the police and stayed with her until they had come. She said nothing to them, which is something that she came to regret with every day that passed. Those girls had been her guardian angels. Those girls had seen her, broken on the ground, and they had refused to do anything other than help. She would always be thankful for what they did for her; she would always owe them a debt, which she hoped one day she might be able to return in kind.
This regret drove the next choices that she made in life. When Madison was ten she wanted to be a princess, when she turned fifteen she’d decided that perhaps being an actress or a singer would be sufficient, but the day after her attack she realized that there was only one thing that she could do, if she truly wanted to make a difference.
Madison’s home life became difficult after the attack. She noticed quickly how her father could no longer look her in the eye and how her mom seemed afraid, almost, to even speak to her. It was hard for Madison. All she wanted to do was move forward. All she wanted to do was turn the horrible experience she’d had to go through into something that could positively impact the world, but that was impossible to do when her mom and dad continued to treat her like a victim.
The police had suggested that she should get counseling. She had agreed with them, because she was worried that they might think it strange if she didn’t. The counseling didn’t help, though. It was a place where she got taught to think of herself as a survivor, and she wasn’t comfortable with that. She couldn’t understand it. It wasn’t like she’d ever fought in a war. It wasn’t like she’d gotten cancer and managed to defeat it. She’d been attacked. It was horrific and she knew the moment would never leave her, but that was just what it was, a moment, and she wasn’t going to let a single moment in her life define the rest of it.
When Madison turned eighteen she moved out of her parents’ house and
into a small rented room. The place was cheap, but that was no secret. The air smelled damp and sweaty. The wallpaper looked as though it had come with the original build of the house, which must have been at least fifty years before. The whole place was a total dive, but it was her dive, and that was all that mattered. It was there that she birthed the small charity, which she would later come to run on a nationwide level. It was there that she realized that she wasn’t a victim or a survivor, she was a leader, and that was just what she was going to do.
It took Madison over a year to get it started up. She called it The Alley Angels, after the girls who had saved her. It was a program for girls to help them know the signs of date rape drugs and what to do if they thought that a girl had been put under the influence of them. It was also a support group, a place where girls could go and talk about their experiences without ever feeling judged. Madison knew how important it was to be open and honest about what had happened to her; she knew that if the girls could see that it hadn’t broken her, then they would realize that they didn’t have to spend the rest of their lives being defined by a single a moment, and that’s just what she did.
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It was a warm night in June and Madison was jogging through the park that was a few blocks away from her house. She was still feeling the strain in her head from the liquor she’d consumed the night before. It had been her twenty-fourth birthday, and some of the girls from the support group had insisted on throwing her a party. It had been a great night, and she’d never been prouder of her girls, as they enjoyed themselves and didn’t allow fear to take away their happiness.
Madison hadn’t had too much to drink. She’d wanted to make sure that all the girls got home safe. She felt, even though it was her birthday, it was still her responsibility, and that wasn’t something she considered a burden. It seemed like a cruel twist of fate, though, that she’d woken up with a hangover that would normally only be present after copious amounts of alcohol.
The fresh air felt good in her lungs as she ran along the quiet path. The sun had been out all day and the smell of freshly cut grass and flower blossom had sweetened the air. The night was starting to turn dark, but it had done nothing to the temperature, which was causing Madison to sweat more than usual. She stopped to catch her breath and wipe away the quickly cooling droplets of sweat that were running down her face.
The night sky looked pretty. The stars were starting to poke their heads out of the darkness in a soft, shimmering blanket of beauty. Madison took a moment to appreciate it. It was beautiful, but more importantly humbling. It reminded her that the universe was so much bigger than just her, and that her problems in the scale of things were nothing. It was like the stars reminded her that she could mess up in every way and do as badly as a person could, but overall it wouldn’t make a difference to the world turning and the stars shining. That thought made things better for Madison. It took the pressure off for her.
A glimmer of movement in the sky caught her attention, and she stared up as a falling star started to burn through the atmosphere. She watched as the dark sky filled up with light as it fell quickly. It all happened so quickly, and she couldn’t be sure, but it had looked as though it hadn’t landed too far from where she was.
She started to jog in the direction that she thought she’d seen it falling in. It wasn’t long before the itchy, smoke-filled air told her that she’d been right about it falling close. She could hear the cracking of the trees that had been scorched on its way down, and she could feel the charcoal being made in the process. She kept up her speed and moved forward. She had no idea what a shooting star would look like when it had crashed into earth, but she was curious to find out.
She slowed down when she saw a small, smoking crater in the ground. She walked forward slowly. Her mind was suddenly filling with ridiculous scenes from alien invasion movies she’d seen, imagining a green blob would jump out in front of her face or something. She peered over the lip of the crater and blinked quickly, because she didn’t quite believe her eyes. “Are you okay?” she called out to the man below, who looked badly burnt. “Did the falling star hit you?” she asked, as she pulled out her cell phone and started to call for an ambulance.
“Don’t do that,” the man said with a croaky voice, which in all fairness should probably have sounded worse considering the situation. “Put your phone away, I’m fine,” he grumbled, as he pushed himself up and dusted off the burnt skin that was covering his body.
Madison stared in horror. Her brain had totally shut down on her. It was refusing to believe anything that her eyes were showing her and offered no solutions. The man patted down his legs and then started to look around him, as though he had lost something. He nodded his head and walked over to a small slither of silver that was barely visible over the dust that was still settling.
“Here it is,” he said and then he walked back over to Madison. “Just give me a minute,” he added, and then he turned his attention to the thin tablet of silver in his hands. He tapped against the sheet of silver and then it started to light up. He tapped again and lifted the tablet out, so that the light was covering the entirety of his body.
Madison closed her eyes. The light was getting too bright for her, even though she was desperate to see what was happening. The brightness subsided and for a moment she wondered whether she would open her eyes and find nothing but woodland around her. Her brain was convinced that it had been a trick. She opened her eyes slowly, unsure about what she would find.
“Do I look better now?” the man asked. He looked totally different. All of the burns that had covered his body had gone. His skin was tanned like sweet toffee and his eyes held warmth that could only be compared to melted chocolate running down her throat.
“How did you do that?” she asked him. Nothing about her night was making sense, but it wasn’t helping that even more was being added to the equation. “You were basically dead. How have you done that?” she demanded to know.
“We all have our little tricks, now, don’t we?” the guy said. He had a secretive kind of smile that pulled at Madison’s curiosity.
“I think you owe me a little more than that,” she said through pursed lips. “You fell from the sky. You looked as though you’d been cooked alive and now you’re standing there looking like some kind of Italian supermodel.”
“Thanks,” the guy said quickly, and his eyes met Madison’s. She blushed. She hadn’t meant to compliment him. She just wanted to know what was going on. “The thing is, Madison, I’m not really sure whether you can handle the whole truth about what’s happening here,” he said in a reasonable voice, as though he was used to these kinds of negotiations.
“I never told you my name was Madison,” she said quickly. “How did you know that?”
“You didn’t tell me out loud that your name was Madison,” the guy corrected her. He let his eyes examine Madison. He was mildly impressed. It was clear from her toned legs and stomach that she worked out. Her arms were well defined too, and he was sure that she would be able to handle herself in a reasonably matched fight. Was it enough, though?
“Look, I don’t know who you are, nor where you came from, but you’re going to tell me everything that I want to know, do you understand me?” Madison declared with more authority than she knew she had.
“Okay then,” he said with a small nod.
“Okay then?” she asked him, because she hadn’t thought that he’d give in that easily.
“If you say you can handle it, then who I am I to disagree?” he asked her, as he gestured for her to lead the way to somewhere a little more private and less out in the open.
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Madison opened the door to her apartment. She walked into the hallway and flicked on the light. It was small, but she preferred to think to of it as cozy. It was a vast improvement on the bedsit[S1], at least, with freshly painted white walls and dry, clean air. She walked through to her living room and gestured for the guy to sit down on her bro
wn leather coach.
“So,” he started. “What is it that you want to know?”
“What’s your name?” she asked him, because she figured she might as well start with the basics.
He gave her a long look. “I’m not sure what I’m called translates well into your language,” he explained. “They call me Xakry, but it might be easier for you to call me Zack.”
Madison nodded. “Where do you come from?” she asked him. “You fell out of the sky, I saw it happen. You’re not human, are you?”
“Which do you want me to answer first?” he asked with a relaxed smile. “I’m not human, no. Although, my race does have many similarities with yours and there are some legends that suggest that my race was originally from this planet,” he explained. “I come from a planet that’s kind of like yours, but a few solar systems away.”
“How did you get here?” she asked, because even though his explanation sounded ludicrous, she couldn’t deny what she had seen with her own eyes. “Why did you come here?”
“I got here through teleportation. It’s a really glitch-filled piece of technology, but it gets the job done most of the time. It’s why I carry the medical pack with me at all times. You never know when you’re going to get burnt up in the atmosphere and land with every bone in your body broken.”
“You didn’t tell me why you were here,” Madison pushed him for the answer, because he’d only answered half of her question.
“It’s complicated,” he said with hesitation.
“Well then you better explain it well,” Madison said, as she leaned forward on the coach so that her eyes could meet Zack’s.
He nodded. “Do you really believe everything I’ve told you so far?” he asked Madison with doubt-filled eyes. He hadn’t expected it to be this easy. He hadn’t expected people to just accept what he had to tell them. He thought that his mission was almost a fruitless one, but Madison was proving this his worry had been in vain.
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