Mated By The Demon Collections: Paranormal Romance

by Riley Moreno

  Jordan immediately paid deference, to the obvious amusement of Maggie who also moved away. Alexa could not believe what she was seeing. Though, he looked like one, she could tell he was obviously not human. He seemed too ethereal, too beautiful to be true in a way. Besides, he just walked out of a wall!

  Alexa could not believe it, but he seemed to grow denser as he approached, so that by the time he stood about a meter from her he was fully solid. She had seen Aliens do strange things, but this was something else.

  “Hello” she whimpered as he offered his hand.

  “I will be off Elder” Jordan said as he retreated.

  “Yeah we better leave you two alone.” Maggie said as she made after the major.

  Alexa wanted to protest, to hang on to her friend for support, but something in Jaan’s golden-green eyes held her spellbound.

  “I am Jaan-Rostan,” Alexa heard in her head, “I know you are Alexa Kayma.”

  She noticed he had not moved his lips once, and realized he was speaking to her with his mind. She had never known that telepathy would be this strong or feel this intimate. She pulled herself together, and decided she was not going to be a pushover.

  “I would prefer you talk normally. If, you don’t mind.” She said looking straight into the golden green pools which were his eyes.

  She was not entirely sure, but she thought she had caught him off guard. He certainly smiled though, as he took her hand, and led her down the corridor.

  Chapter 3

  Earth: 2195 A.D.

  Alexa woke up with a start. She grimaced as she rubbed her temples. She had just had the most realistic dream in her entire life. She had dreamt she had been in a beautiful place unlike any other she had yet seen. With angel-like beings living upon several hundred floating asteroids forming what could surely be considered Utopia. However, the highlight of the whole dream had been the person who had taken her on tour. He was clearly some sort of leader. She could not say king (their society seemed not to operate in that way), but the respect and deference was there to be sure, unlike anything she had ever witnessed. The most remarkable thing however, had been the way he had handled her. The respect and care had been sublime. The intimacy they had achieved without his ever violating her boundaries had bordered on the surreal. In truth, what a dream!

  “Good morning Dr Kayma. It is 5:30 in the morning.” Alora intoned as usual as Alexa got out of bed.

  “Good morning Alora!” Alexa chimed like a schoolgirl. She was pretty sure nothing could get her spirits down after a night like the one she had just had. Not even Alora’s usual bumbling.

  A while later, as she slipped into her grey uniform, Alexa wished she could remember more of the details in the dream There were rumblings at the edges of her memories which she could not shake off. She giggled to herself as she left the bedroom thinking that all this was pretty strange for something that never really happened.

  Then she froze in shock when she came upon, in the center of the room, the strange device. The very same one she thought she had only dreamt about!

  Baleia: 7026 aa

  Maggie sighted one of the Strigoi clones from afar. It was running straight for them. No defenses of any sort just unbridled aggression.

  “Why are they so angry?” She asked Jaan, who stood between she and Jordan

  “That I do not know Magnora. All I do know is that they are a threat to my people and must be put down. This attack is too straight forward. It’s an ambush. Some of them will be in the bushes or some other carefully chosen hiding place.”

  Maggie was somewhat surprised by this suggestion. They were out in an open field, spanning almost a quarter of one of the biggest asteroids. It was around here that the botched experiments had been made. When the dangers of the aberrations created had become evident, the area had been quarantined off. The Baleians had no concept for confinement of persons. The clones lacking the capacity to contain Prima-radiation had been unable to float off the asteroid. All transportation beasts were kept out of reach of their telepathy.

  Jaan sensing her curiosity about his remark telepathically told her about their similarity in thinking patterns. Aren’t you the strong, silent type she thought, giggling to herself.

  “So we split up!” said Tenma-Asra, Jaan’s assistant who was also with them, “One person ahead to draw out the others from their position of espial and three others to wait behind to jump on them when they do!”

  “My thoughts exactly!” voiced Jaan.

  “So that makes it a bad idea in this case.” said Jordan O’toole.

  “We better make up our minds quick people!” Maggie squealed as the Strigoi clone was almost upon them. She cursed, and jumped into the attack only to have Jordan leap into her body in a flash, bringing her to the ground. For a second the rogue clone seemed to hesitate to make up his mind between the upright two who were clearly more formidable, and the other two who lay entangled on the ground. It took the easy choice eventually making a beeline for the pair on the ground, and that was when Yaan struck ripping its heart out through its back.

  It was gory to say the least. The heart lay beating on the floor.

  “Get off me!” Maggie screamed, clearly shaken by events that had just transpired.

  Major Jordan was off in a second. His usually calm self was unable to stare her in the face.

  “You almost got us killed Commander! What is wrong with you?”

  “If I did not stop you, you might have gotten yourself killed out there” He replied calmly, quickly returning to his old equanimity, “We have never seen those things in combat before”

  Maggie knew he was right, but one look at that heart still beating set hers racing, “Like hell!”

  “I think he is right Magnora, these things are on par in strength to us. Who knows what would have happened?” Tenma said.

  “You have never faced real battle before Magnora,” Yaan said, touching her lightly on the shoulder with his unbloodied hand trying to calm her down,

  “It gets better” He said, motioning them to head home, “We will come back another day for the other two”

  The other two Strigoi looked on in the distance at the bickering group headed away.

  Earth: 2195 A.D.

  Alexa’s mind was in shreds. All she could think about was the ethereal man who had had offered her the strangest proposal she had ever heard of. She was skeptical at first, offended even, after he had offered her the chance to be the mother to a whole new race. She was not just some surrogate to be used for baby generation! A tool for ensuring the continuation of a species by creating a hybrid species! However, the more she thought about it, the more intrigued by the notion she became. That man or being had led her to a place called the Hall of Dreams where he had opened her to the entire ancient and sad history of this noble people who were hidden from the prying eyes of a universe they themselves had pretty much explored millennia ago. She had complained about his telepathy being intrusive when in truth it had been he, who had bared all for her to see-including a curious meeting of people like him that had taken place less than three days previously for her, but for him had taken place three thousand years ago. That was the amount of time he had travelled through to get to her! She had cried when the Strigoi (she was sure that was how he addressed them) had grown solemn, and had also laughed at their bemusements. She had been encouraged by their determination never to forget the past, but which was balanced by an even stronger will to safe-guard the future.

  Above all, she grew obsessed with the thought of being loved by such a man or being (She got confused sometimes).

  And to top it all off Maggie was nowhere in sight! She could not find her friend anywhere, and enquiries from colleagues met with equal lack of success.

  Maggie where are you!

  But the more she thought about it, there more she suspected her pinning for Maggie was actually a pinning to return to that dream land she had left recently. As for the box, she had tried to trigger it using all manner
of technique she could come up with all to no avail. It was clear this was technology which was light years ahead of Earth’s. Three days after waking up in her room she wondered if she had imagined the whole thing up, but that did not explain the disappearance of Maggie, nor of her commander (perhaps they were on a top secret mission, she mused). Anyway she scoured the databases for anything to do with Baleia, but came up with nothing.

  I must have dreamt it all up, she thought, a week after waking up. But, what of the gadget? She could remember it all like it was yesterday she pondered again. She was back to doodling her food again. This time alone, when Maggie appeared as if from thin air.

  “Hey Bestie!” She said sitting down noisily, “Why the sad face? Don’t tell me you miss me already!” She teased as Alexa’s eyes popped out like mangoes.

  Alexa was full of questions, and they all came tumbling forth in the crowded cafeteria.

  “Calm down, calm down ok, one thing at a time.” She said smiling, “First off, I want to say I told you so. I told you Major Jordan was not human!”

  “He isn’t?” Alexa asked shocked, “Come to think of it just how did you guys end up in my dream in the first place?!”

  “Dream? What dream? Jaan said it would seem a little surreal to you afterwards, but that you would remember everything if you really wanted to”

  “Aha!” Alexa exulted, startling the group at the next table. She quickly adjusted her volume “I knew I wasn’t crazy! But you still haven’t answered my question.”

  “Well remember when I said Major Hottie was all over me asking about you? Well it turned out he was acting as a spy to those guys-the Baleians. It’s sort of high treason when you think about it, but it all seemed so silly at the time when he approached me saying you might need company where you were. It was silly till I entered that light portal and found you unconscious on that bed.”

  Alexa absorbed all this in, not uttering a word.

  “Another reason why I was recruited was to help take care of some nasty business they had over there concerning some rogue clones. I mean I got to try the Ultra-genome thing in real combat!”

  “So Jordan O’toole is not human? How has he managed to so far go unnoticed under the radar?”

  “Well he is human but his gene pool goes back to a Baleian ancestor. The ‘family reunion’ started months ago, and he has chosen you from a list of women the size of which you cannot possibly imagine”

  “Seems like you and the captain got down to a lot more than fighting over there” Alexa said with a pointed look on her face.

  “Me? No! Well yes! I would, but he is too much of a gentleman to take advantage of me like I really want. It must be all that Baleian blood in his veins.” She said flippantly with a wicked smile on her face, “It is so frustrating, and yet so intoxicating at the same time. No wonder men like being on the chase!” she ended with a glint in her eye.

  “Well I’m happy for you.” Alexa said, outwardly doodling but with a racing heart pounding within its cage “How is he?” She finally squeaked, the sound barely above a whisper.

  Maggie smiled “He has been waiting for you all this while, even I have been wondering-I mean you have nothing to lose here-“

  “I can’t get that doohickey to work! I mean I’ve tried everything except blasting it open with a hydrogen bomb.”

  “Duh! Telepathic entities? All you have to do is think it!”

  Later that night Alexa thought as hard as she could.

  Nothing.

  After three hours, discouraged and disheartened she went to bed, and fell into a fitful sleep.

  She was once again on a ship staring through a giant reinforced window. The usual feeling of dread at the sight of space as she looked at a meteor shower in the distance but this one was moving. It was the same nightmare she had been cowering under for the last fourteen months.

  “Alexa”

  She turned at the sound of her name to find Jaan-Rostan of all people! In her subconscious she knew that this was wrong. He was not supposed to be here or was he?

  As she pondered, she saw an intense flash of light, and she turned to see that the asteroid shower from earlier had blown away half of a ship she had failed to see earlier. Was that the ship from her usual nightmare? she wondered.

  “I need you Alexa” Jaan spoke, his voice filling her mind, and snapping her out of her slumber.

  She was immediately aware of the royal purple light the emanated from the living room once more. She approached it once more, this time no inkling of fear resided within her. She knew she wanted this more than anything else. She knew she would never dream of Robert again, and she was not sure if she would be coming back anytime soon. At least, not till she had made her first kid or kids with Jaan. She could feel his presence in her mind strongly, and this time she did not mind the intimacy, in fact the thought of him making love to her bothered on intoxicating.

  Dr Alexa Kayma stepped into the dancing hues of royal purple with a firmness of purpose, and a finality of step that perhaps suggested that it could be for the very last time.

  The End

  URSA-Minor

  BWWM SPACE WAR Pregnancy Romance

  By: Riley Moreno

  In a draped white robe of the resting, Everette sat beside the red swamps of Talgoraan and watched the plumes of acrid blue smoke bellow above the small castle she sat outside of. The winning of the war was almost over and she could feel the tension leaving her shoulders. The tightness in her chest was lifting and there was lightness to the way she carried herself. The belching of the blue smoke was pushed away from her by the same wind that whipped her hair.

  Everette had put away her life for children with Jeremiah. Before the twins she had led her galaxy sector as chancellor. She had commanded fifteen asteroid fleets and just as many bioships.

  Tiny crystals of old world alchemy would occasionally catch in her black curly hair and they absorbed immediately in a shiny burst, releasing their nutrients into her hair. She brushed some of them off of her black skin absentmindedly as she thought about possible ends to the war.

  Jeremiah approached her and set his hand on her ebony shoulder. With his other hand he touched his katana saber, which was slung to his side underneath draped red robes of the fighting. The white sheath she had been wearing over her hair tumbled from her head and wrapped around the hilt he was holding.

  Patiently, she turned to him and tied a strong, swift knot around his hilt. He held the katana saber up to her respectfully and she stepped back to watch the wind catch the woven white fabric slashing across the sky from the stoic black hilt.

  "Do you need it anymore, Jeremiah?" she asked him.

  He pressed the saber on and watched it eject outwards, the inky black of the saber swallowed the color around it. He watched for only a moment and detached his eyes from it, looking to the rocks around him.

  When she married him they became the winning couple, capable of keeping his identity secret while she was knowledgeable about his secret missions. The Navy Seals operated throughout the galaxy and his four man squad had been one of the best. Now most of them were on leave or reassigned to the reserves like Jeremiah.

  He turned from her and swung the katana saber down into the rocks so that only the hilt stood from the rocks.

  "Now I don't have to decide if I need it."

  "Oh, Jeremiah," Everette sighed. "I want you."

  "I want you to be happy, Everette."

  She shook out her hair and he walked to her to hold her around the waist.

  "Thank you for helping me with this war," he said.

  "I only hope I help," she said before they both moved faces to lock lips with one another.

  "What's next for you?"

  "I need to fight Magnus, Eve."

  She took her face away from his and asked, "Can I help you with that?"

  He knew she was a strong diplomat and wanted her there to give him confidence, but was afraid of the backlash he would get for bringing her.


  "I'll bring you to the bioship if we need your help, how about that?"

  "I only want to do what you feel comfortable with."

  "I feel comfortable knowing you're safe from Magnus."

  Everette looked away, unsettled. "I remember what you told me he did a few days ago. I think about it, still, with awful thoughts surrounding it. He is not a good man, but everybody treats him with such respect."

  Jeremiah shook his head out, "He holds his finger to all of the triggers.

  "I want you to do your mission and do it well. If you need help, bring me.

  He grabbed her wrist and she turned back into him. "I love you," he said, before kissing her nose, then cheeks.

  "I love you, too," she said with a long smile following it.

  Eighteen planet-holding galaxies were under duress from the overlords that had instilled themselves as the functioning governments that they had initially destroyed. The four-man fire squad Jeremiah was on was far from the red swamps of his home on Talgoraan.

  They found themselves in a bioship, working through space on the energy of thousands of tiny spores that made up the living, breathing ship. The bioships were regenerative and could be manned by a small team, but had endless hangars and cargo stalls.

  Jeremiah kept three different fighter jets as well as a drill jet for the times when they would break open other battleships. He got into it often, imagining the feeling of opening up the metal scaffolding and ruining the internal systems. His fighter jets had seen action but today none of them had to be used, so he passed the hangar entrance and instead sat down in the kitchen next to Sarai and Shippo.

  Shippo told him, "We're comparing the differences between shifting now and shifting then."

  "Oh?" Jeremeiah said, interested.

  "You notice any differences?" Sarai asked.

  Jeremiah chuckled, "In what?"

  "Changing into a- what are you, again?" Shippo joked.

  Jermeiah said, "I haven't changed in so long I don't even know anymore."