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Maybe this year Valentines Day wont be the disappointment Maryanne expects; especially if the alien commander admiring her from afar has anything to say about it.
Valentines Day sucks. It always has. Especially for a socially awkward woman. Leave that woman alone, bitter and angry after the death of her husband, and it only gets worse. Her husband was the only one who ever understood her, the only one who ever cared. Probably because of his own social ineptness, but thats beside the point. Hes gone now, and thats not the worst of it theres a bit of lying by omission surrounding his death. And doesnt that just piss her off!
His long inactive email address is the only outlet shes got. So, she floods it with her messages of frustration, messages of anger, and messages of loneliness. Messages that clearly show shes given up, that she no longer even makes an effort. Little does she know, though, her letters to her late husband have been received.
Oh, not by him. Theyve been intercepted. His position as a scientist with SETI put him on the radar of some very secretive, very surprising, very unexpected people. One of them in particular feels her words as he reads them, and makes it his priority to be sure that only he receives them. He wants more for her than simply learning to accept her situation in life and move on from her grief and anger. And if he has his way, hell be a part of her healing, and ultimately her happiness. But first he has to manage to survive a political coup, a revolt so to speak. Its a necessary confrontation that hopefully will save not only her, but her entire world.
Maybe then shell see him and accept him without fear. A lonely alien can hope, cant he?
This is a fun, quick, Valentine story of just under 33,000 words.
This book is a work of fiction. All characters, plots and circumstances, situations and everything it entails are products of the authors imagination, except for the actual places and organizations mentioned. Those are all fully acknowledged copyrights and trademarks of the subject entities. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademarked ownership of all trademarks and word marks mentioned in this book. All else is human-dreamed, human-imagined, and human-created.
Warning: This book is intended for mature readers. This book contains situations, sexual and otherwise, as well as violence both real and implied that may be disturbing for some readers. If you are offended by these subjects, please do not buy this book.
This sweet and steamy holiday tale is part of the Alien Love Letters collection, a collaboration of five authors telling holiday tales with a science fiction romance twist. Each book is a standalone, containing its own Happily Ever After, and can be read in any order. They are as follows:
Susan Trombley From Thok, with Love
Rena Marks From Zestria, with Love
Julie K Cohen From Vangar, with Love
Sandra R Neeley From Earth, with Love
Tracy Lauren From Zapathia, with Love
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Valentines Day sucks. It always has. Especially for a socially awkward woman. Leave that woman alone, bitter and angry after the death of her husband, and it only gets worse. Her husband was the only one who ever understood her, the only one who ever cared. Probably because of his own social ineptness, but thats beside the point. Hes gone now, and thats not the worst of it theres a bit of lying by omission surrounding his death. And doesnt that just piss her off!
His long inactive email address is the only outlet shes got. So, she floods it with her messages of frustration, messages of anger, and messages of loneliness. Messages that clearly show shes given up, that she no longer even makes an effort. Little does she know, though, her letters to her late husband have been received.
Oh, not by him. Theyve been intercepted. His position as a scientist with SETI put him on the radar of some very secretive, very surprising, very unexpected people. One of them in particular feels her words as he reads them, and makes it his priority to be sure that only he receives them. He wants more for her than simply learning to accept her situation in life and move on from her grief and anger. And if he has his way, hell be a part of her healing, and ultimately her happiness. But first he has to manage to survive a political coup, a revolt so to speak. Its a necessary confrontation that hopefully will save not only her, but her entire world.
Maybe then shell see him and accept him without fear. A lonely alien can hope, cant he?
This is a fun, quick, Valentine story of just under 33,000 words.
This book is a work of fiction. All characters, plots and circumstances, situations and everything it entails are products of the authors imagination, except for the actual places and organizations mentioned. Those are all fully acknowledged copyrights and trademarks of the subject entities. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademarked ownership of all trademarks and word marks mentioned in this book. All else is human-dreamed, human-imagined, and human-created.
Warning: This book is intended for mature readers. This book contains situations, sexual and otherwise, as well as violence both real and implied that may be disturbing for some readers. If you are offended by these subjects, please do not buy this book.
This sweet and steamy holiday tale is part of the Alien Love Letters collection, a collaboration of five authors telling holiday tales with a science fiction romance twist. Each book is a standalone, containing its own Happily Ever After, and can be read in any order. They are as follows:
Susan Trombley From Thok, with Love
Rena Marks From Zestria, with Love
Julie K Cohen From Vangar, with Love
Sandra R Neeley From Earth, with Love
Tracy Lauren From Zapathia, with Love
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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