Cylo (Dragons Of Kelon)(A Sci Fi Alien Weredragon Romance)

by Maia Starr

  Being pregnant made me increasingly sleepy and it was during one of the many naps that I had grown used to that I had a wonderful dream about Kasian. It was back in the days before his brother made himself known to us. I was in his garden, picking vegetables for breakfast. I was going to make veggie omelets.

  “Does this make you happy?” Kasian asked as I pulled potatoes from the ground.

  “What do you mean?” I asked.

  “This type of life. Does it make you happy? Picking your own foods to cook, and living out in the wilderness? You know, my home on Mooreah is a lot like this. It is outside of the city, in the wilderness. You would like it there.”

  “Mooreah. I never thought about going to Mooreah; in fact, that is why I picked you, because you were on Earth. But yes, this does make me happy. This simple life, and perhaps a few babies too.”

  He laughed and kissed my lips. His kiss was so real in the dream. I thought that I could feel his lips on mine. They grazed softly over mine back and forth. I could smell his delicious, manly scent and I let out a soft moan in my sleep.

  “I’ve missed that sound,” he said. But his voice was very loud and clear. I opened my eyes and couldn’t tell if I was still dreaming. Kasian was lingering above me. His hand moved my hair off my forehead.

  “Kasian?”

  “Yes, I’m here. I’ve returned.”

  I sat up in bed and looked around. It wasn’t a dream. I threw my arms around him. “I was so worried I was never going to see you again.”

  “No need to worry. I am a very strong warrior.”

  “I am so happy that you are here. I know that you can never forgive me, but please do not shut me out, not now,” I said to him.

  “I have come to terms with what happened. Time has helped to heal that rage. My brother admitted to me that he went after you on purpose. He held a grudge against me for stealing a female Drackon he loved when we were fifteen.”

  “He did?” I said, wide eyed and filled with relief.

  “Yes, he did, and he has been captured. He is on his way to a prison on Sala. He can never bother us again.”

  I sighed and threw my arms around him. He rubbed my back up and down and said, “I’m so sorry for everything I put you through. It was wrong of me.”

  “No, I apologize for being so reckless while I was here in the city before meeting you. I really thought I was just having my own, private bachelorette party and now I ruined everything.”

  “No, you did not. We have this child,” he said putting his hand on my belly.

  “But Kasian, I do not know,” I said feeling sad.

  “I know, but it does not matter. I will raise it as my own. My brother is not a good Drackon warrior; he could never be a good father. If this offspring is his, we will still raise it together as a family.”

  “A family? You mean…”

  “Yes, if you will have me. I still want you to be my wife,” he said seriously.

  “Yes! Yes, Kasian, I want you. I will be your wife,” I said.

  “Good, get dressed. We will go now. There is a councilmember that can marry us today. He is waiting on the fifth floor for us,” he said smiling.

  “What? Now? Are you joking or are you being serious?” I asked.

  “Oh, I am not joking. I will not be letting anything get in the way of our marriage ever again, and the sooner we do it, the sooner we will be married before you clumsily fall into some trouble,” he said playfully.

  “Kasian!” I said. Then I kissed him hard and fast. Before I knew it, we were ravaging each other. So much longing and desire had been held back for so long. I pulled away from him and said, “Do you think that the councilmember can wait another hour or two?” I said breathlessly.

  “He is going to have to,” he said as he kissed me and pushed me back on the bed. Then he made love to me. This time, with all the animosity between us gone. It was beautiful and sensual as he took his time savoring every inch of me, and took my time enjoying his every touch. Tears rolled down my face as I had finally had what I wanted since I first saw his photo: his love.

  After two hours of making love, we forced ourselves out of bed, but only for an hour. We went down to the fifth floor and were quickly married in a brief and simple ceremony. It was perfect. Then it was only an elevator ride back to the room, which we would make our honeymoon suite for a week. We never left the bed.

  When the time came, our hybrid Drackonian son was born. He was perfect and the Drackon test proved that he was Kasian’s child. His blond locks and blue eyes left no doubt in my mind anyway. We named him Kild. It was a mixture of the wild from the forest that we loved, and the initial of our names: Kasian and Kelly. And although we started our family on Earth, we eventually moved to Kasian’s home on Mooreah. If I had known that Mooreah was something out of a medieval fairy tale, I would have wanted to move there sooner. It was stunning, and it was perfect for our perfect family.

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  Zerk: Aliens Of Jenalk

  (Aliens Of Jenalk)

  By Maia Starr

  Chapter 1

  Dr. Lain Brousseau

  “I don’t believe it,” I whispered, pulling away from my telescope. “That can’t be right.”

  But when I peered into the dark sky above me, all I saw was what I saw every other night. There were a few glittering stars in the sky, and the moon was waning. Beyond that, I couldn’t see any sign of the planet I’d been watching. No matter how hard I looked, there were no answers. Nothing to account for what I’d seen.

  “What is it, Lain?”

  My research partner, Kara, slid back in her swivel chair to look at me. We were sitting side by side on a large balcony, each of us consumed by our own telescopes.

  “Something’s happening on Planet 139,” I said, looking down at my desk to scribble some notes. I pushed stray strands of wavy blonde hair out of my eyes for the fifth time that day. That’s what I got for forgetting my hair tie at home.

  “What do you mean? They’ve been dormant for years,” Kara said, standing from her chair and moving to my side.

  “See for yourself,” I said, offering her the telescope.

  Kara bent over and peered into the dark tunnel.

  “Oh my god…you’re right,” she breathed.

  What I’d seen didn’t make sense. The alien race I was studying seemed everything but exploratory. And yet I had just been the first woman—no, the first human—to witness the launching of a spacecraft. Of any kind. Even the Vellreq, who were so open about so many things, were secretive about their crafts. Somehow, the alien race managed to cloak them far from where any human eye might see them as they came and went.

  “What are they doing? Are they traveling somewhere?”

  Sure enough, the spacecraft was hurtling beyond the atmosphere of Planet 139, and I watched in awe. The craft was round and robust, with a huge fuel tank resting on the outside of it. I had no idea what the purpose for it might be, but it was groundbreaking to finally see the launch of an alien craft in person. I memorized every detail I could, right down to the rust-colored bolts holding the craft together.

  “I’ve never seen anything like this,” I said. Kara nodded.

  “This is extraordinary,” she agreed.

  Research into alien colonies was a budding science, and I was one of the lucky few chosen to document it in detail. The pioneering research group was known as the Orion Project, and really it was the project of a lifetime, conducting research that would pave the way for exploration in the field of alien lifeforms for generations to come. Our conduct and methods were a turning point for an entirely new scientific field. Every little detail counted.

  And yet, they had Kara and I, the only two women on the team, researching the planets with the least activity. Go figure.

  “You’d better get back in here and take down the records, Lain. You’re going to be famous for this.”

  “Famous? It’s not like I built the ship,” I mumbled,
taking Kara’s place at the telescope. Still, my hands were shaking. Kara was right. This would launch my career.

  I had been assigned to this job by my superiors with the intention of researching the peaceful alien race that had been accidentally discovered during a mission to explore the black holes plaguing our galaxy. Lucky for us, they were just close enough to Earth that the new super-powered telescopes and satellites could give us a constant stream of information.

  Still, our access to and understanding of this information was limited. All we really knew was what we had heard and experienced first-hand through dangerous pilgrimages through space.

  What that really meant was we hardly knew anything. And now, it seemed possible that my peaceful alien race might not be so peaceful after all. The rule of thumb seemed to be that if an alien race left their planet, something bad would soon follow. Whether it was a famine they were trying to escape or an attack on or from another alien race, only time could tell.

  We’d just begun to develop communications technologies with the helpful race that frequented Earth. They called themselves the Vellreq, though they never seemed to say the word Vellreq to each other when speaking in their mother tongue. I was certain they had their own name for themselves, but nobody seemed to care about that hypothesis. What mattered most to the Orion project was that the Vellreq entrusted us with bits and pieces of information as they saw fit. I’d never met a Vellreq in person, though most of the team worked closely with them while conducting research.

  I finished scribbling my report and put on my headset, keeping one eye closely on the ship. It was heading west, into a cluster of meteors that had been deemed unsafe for travel. If this was an exploratory mission, my race, nicknamed the Kartugians, were headed for disaster.

  “All eyes on Planet 139!” I exclaimed into my headset. “Unknown vessel traveling west toward meteor field. Launched at approximately 0300 with no known agenda!”

  “Copy that,” a man’s static-filled voice said into my ears. “We’ll take it from here.”

  But I wasn’t about to let them take over on one of the most exciting things I’d ever seen happen on my job. Instead, I took control.

  “Is there any way to get a feed inside the meteor field in sector 16?” I asked. If we weren’t able to keep our eyes on them, we might lose track of them for good.

  “Affirmative. Locking in on sector 16.”

  “Good,” I said, opening my laptop and typing furiously so I could keep track of the feed.

  The little ship was heading through the meteors, spunky as ever, not bothering to stop or even slow down. We had never seen a ship come through here before, and it struck me as bizarre that they would try to navigate it with such intention. They were surprisingly bold.

  “Keep the cameras focused on the ship,” I said. I typed in a command that recorded the activity on the screen. “This is important.”

  “Roger.”

  “Can you believe this?” Kara whispered. She had her computer on the feed and was watching the bizarre events unfold with the same astonishment as I felt.

  “I don’t think it’s a warship,” I murmured. “Look at how bumbling it is. It’s almost like…”

  “What?” Kara prompted when I trailed off. But what I said just sounded so silly.

  “Well…it’s almost like they’re just going out for a joy ride,” I finally said.

  Kara laughed, and we watched the little ship as it navigated the meteor field. I felt a strange sense of pride as they dodged the meteors, again and again. I could almost hear exclamations of excitement, and in my head, I compared them to humans who enjoyed high-adrenaline sports.

  I was really enjoying the show, but suddenly my stomach dropped. I had to blink hard and rewind my footage before I could even begin to believe what I had seen. As suddenly as it had come, the little ship disappeared into thin air.

  Chapter 2

  Commander Zerk’k Arkti

  “Commander Zerk’k! Look out!”

  “Fuck,” I growled, slamming my fist onto the control panel and jerking the wheel. “When will those cursed Lenely learn to drive?”

  I had barely been able to steer my ship out of the way in time to avoid hitting the obnoxious looking little ship head-on. The Lenley blinked their lights at me, as if I were the offender, and sped away. As furious as I was, I was grateful that the ships hadn’t collided. That would have been a humiliating way to end the mission.

  “Well, Commander,” Jerd said, smiling sardonically at me. “They do only leave their planet once every millennium.”

  “That’s no excuse. They shouldn’t leave at all if they haven’t mastered their aircraft!”

  Jerd shrugged, which only fueled my fury.

  “They’re a liability for anybody traveling through here,” I continued. “Somebody should go to their planet and force them to pass a safety seminar.”

  “Who better than you, sir?” Jerd replied.

  “Oh, please,” I said, tapping my fingers against the sleek control panel. “I have bigger issues to worry about right now than to teach those idiots how to drive.”

  Nothing could be truer. My people, the Thressl’n, were suffering, and we had only ourselves to blame. In the very early years, the Thressl’n had favored male children over female, for our brighter complexions and insurmountable strength. Unfortunately, this preference had lead to an unprecedented imbalance of males over females. Now, males outnumbered females by a ratio of 16:1. And as Second in Command, it was my job to try and find the best solution.

  Currently, the situation had become a crisis, with most of the females married and some of them curiously infertile. If we didn’t resolve the situation soon, the Thressl’n were going to become extinct.

  Certainly, a lot of resentment was directed my way as many of the younger females refused to mate, hoping they could be my first and only lover. But my attentions lay elsewhere. In fact, until I made a public declaration of my celibacy until further notice, I felt the rivers of anger directed toward me by the many noblemen who had been refused on the grounds that they weren’t me.

  “How much longer now?” I asked, tapping my foot impatiently. Nobody knew this, but I despised flying. The long treks through dark space left me irritable and restless. I’d rather have my feet on the ground any day.

  “We are 15 lightyears away from Earth,” Jerd answered after a short beat.

  “I see,” I said, looking darkly at my monitor. That meant there wasn’t much time left. As soon as we made our way out of the meteor field, we would be within sight for the more advanced Earthling technology. “Raise the cloak. We don’t want anybody to detect us coming in. It could spell trouble. How have the other ships fared?”

  “They’ve logged in as successful, and are heading back to Jenal’k with their cargo in tow. Everything is right on schedule.”

  “Right. We’ll have to go clean up the place a bit. Cover their tracks and make sure that everything is going well. Understood?”

  “Of course, sir. Are you prepared to breathe in that devastating Earth air?”

  I scoffed. “As ready as I’ll ever be. Did any of the footmen report any dangers or anything strange we should be aware of before completing the mission?”

  “No, sir, nothing we weren’t already aware of. Heavy smog, and all the females one could ask for. Populations are absurd. I’m sure nobody will even notice the missing females.”

  “Good,” I said thoughtfully. “We want to leave as little trace as possible.”

  “Cloaking devices have been successfully engaged,” Jerd said, reading the rapidly moving numbers appearing on the screen in front of him. “We’re 7 lightyears from Earth now. Are you ready?”

  I nodded, but I wasn’t so sure.

  Earth. A dark planet only rumored throughout the galaxy for the cruelty of its people toward each other, other species, and even the planet itself. But many races were like that, and it shouldn’t be surprising. However, Earth was the first with people of such dire
inclinations to escape their planet before their bad habits made their world inhospitable. In fact, humans could be found treading further and further out into the reaches of space, using their primitive machines to gather intelligence on the workings of the universe around them. Human curiosity was one of the most dangerous things in the solar system. Their interest meant danger for the rest of the universe.

  “If you don’t mind my saying so, sir, I’m sure part of your tension is due to nerves,” Jerd volunteered, purposefully avoiding my eyes and studying the blunt nails on his left hand. His four fingers seemed far more interesting than anything he might be suggesting to me. But I knew he was simply hoping to avoid my vengeance if I found his thought to be out of place.

  “Nerves?” I scoffed, wondering if Jerd had somehow figured out my hatred of flying. We had worked side-by-side for several revolutions of the sun, and he had grown very comfortable speaking his mind to me. I would be lying if I said I didn’t appreciate his honesty, though. “What are you talking about?”

  “We’ve never been to Earth,” Jerd reminded me. “We have no idea what the females there will be like, or even if they’re compatible for breeding.”

  “You think that would be enough to make me nervous?” I laughed.

  What Jerd said rang true, but I couldn’t let him know it. While it seemed a reasonable plan to supplement our Thressl’n females with human females, meanwhile depleting Earth’s population to hopefully prevent their irresponsible race from further exploration of the universe, the simple fact of the matter was that Earth and its people were unpredictable. And unpredictable could mean dangerous.