ALIEN ROMANCE: Ursa (Paranormal Science Fiction BBW Alpha Male Romance)
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Authors: Katina Vader,Serena Vale
Ursa
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Lyssa
was a woman of singular intelligence, but it was her curiosity that carried her to the
planet Ursa
where a proposal was made that she could not turn down: the chance to be the mother to an entire new race. The man that would give her what she wanted is
Riju
, a man of the Ursan race who had discovered the means to give her what she wants... even things she did not realize that she wanted herself.
WARNING:
This eBook contains mature themes and language. Intended for 18+ readers only!
Thank you Katina Vader for co-writing this book with me!
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Table of Contents
Bonus Books:
Billionaire’s Marriage of Convenience
Loving My Savage Russian Billionaire
Italian Billionaire’s Holiday Bride
Tamed by the Russian Billionaire
Russian Billionaire’s Holiday Bride
Charmed by the Wicked Billionaire
The Highlander’s Surrender Bride
Lyssa was nervous as she stepped off of the transport and onto the new world that had become her home. All at once a number of things that she had been reading over and preparing for struck her all at once. She found that as much reading as she had done had not prepared her at all for this. There was a feeling of warmth that wasn’t generated by heat lamps, or the smell of fresh air that came from something other than an oxygen processing station. It was like a dream.
It seemed so wonderful that it couldn’t possibly have been real.
She had read everything that she could get her hands on in order to prepare for living on this world and in these first five seconds she found that it had not been enough. Though she had discovered early on that everything that she read was going to be lacking and quite severely at that. The language of the locals was a little hard to translate by human standards, so some of what she had read had not been captured effectively. But there was no help for it.
Better to know a little something than nothing at all,
she had decided. She was thankful for that. Intellect was a prize possession here and the locals didn’t look kindly or passively on ignorance. And that she had been chosen to come here and for a very specific purpose – and a wonderful one – filled her with no small amount of pride.
As she rose up from out of her seat and joined the flow of other passengers out of the docked star liner and into the arrival hub. The sterile smell of the processed oxygen of the ship’s cabin mixed with the inflow of fresh air from the outside, drawing her in like a magnet and every step she took made her more and more anxious to be thrown into this new life that she had been selected for. Once she reached the hatch, she saw the planet where she knew she would be living for the remainder of her life.
The planet was called Ursa. Or at least it was by humans, given its place in the night sky as seen from Earth. The planet was so far off it could not be seen with a high powered orbital telescope, much less the naked eye. But by all astronomical calculations it was seated squarely inside the Ursa Major constellation. The actual name of the place as its natural citizens called it was unpronounceable… something to do with not having enough throats, she thought it was. And the literature that she had gathered on the planet fell well short of everything that she now saw.
It was a far cry from Earth, this new world. Where Earth was overrun by concrete, steel, technology, and an overall sense of overbearing sterility, this world was green, lush, filled with life and a sense of
natural
order. It was like technology could not thrive here because of the overwhelming power of nature to keep such things in check. Much the same way that plant life couldn’t survive on earth because technology had killed it all.
She was surrounded by other peoples from other worlds as she stepped off of the ship and into the crowded hub where a dozen creatures from a half dozen worlds disembarked. Whatever their purposes in coming here, they were anxious to keep moving. But Lyssa was more than content simply to stand still and let the new environment fill her senses.
At least for the few seconds that she could do so before the crowd aliens from other worlds pressed on her to keep moving. The moment ruined, she kept her feet moving in the right direction.
The crowds of people that disembarked from the star liner swept her up like a piece of flotsam in a rushing stream and the experience of her arrival was destroyed in short order. That much, she noted, hadn’t changed from Earth: people in a hurry. Real and light-years away from the planet of her birth and surrounded by people that – she hoped – were not as impatient as humans, and already she was getting the sense that these people were just as eager to go their own ways as anyone else.
Never any time to just stop and appreciate the moment, eh?
As she stepped off the docked star liner she walked to a nearby window and looked out over the new world that she would be living on. Again she saw that the books she’d downloaded on Ursa didn’t do it justice. Then again none of those books struck her as the kind that had been written by someone who had actually been here.
Outside, the world looked so strange to her. She had seen photos of what Earth had looked like billions of years before and this reminded her of that. There were trees… grown nearly three or four hundred meters tall and at least fifty or so meters thick at the base. The only trees that she’d seen like this on Earth existed only in books; Giant Redwoods they were called, but these looked far more impressive. The only trees she had seen outside of a book were in museums and those had been mock ups of the real thing, meant to educate children and remind people of a world where everything had been dirty and full disease and unsavory creatures before the great tech revolution that purged the world of anything that most people thought made them sick or spawned creepy-crawlies that freaked people out. The result was a sterile world, covered from end-to-end in concrete, steel, and industrialization.
That was not the case here. There were rivers running through the land, water turned white as it poured from over high waterfalls, or crashed through raging rapids below. There was a gentle mist forming in the world outside and she could almost feel the moisture on her body. She relished it. The only free-flowing water she had ever seen had been during her brief tenure in a water-treatment facility that had replaced the Earth’s natural water cycle. The two were hardly interchangeable experiences she thought.
She saw birds – or at least she assumed that’s what they were – flying about here and there. They looked more reptilian than anything that Earth had, like they could actually have been dinosaurs, like Earth had at one point. Their wings looked bat-like, their beaks were pointed and hooked at the tip, but their skin was scaly and their bodies tipped at the end with prehensile tails.
Other creatures walked about on the ground below. She saw a pack of them, at least a dozen or so as they grazed on some of the plant life that was within their reach. They were bulbous in their shape, reminding her of a cross between a bulldog and a hippo – both of which she had also only seen images of in museums. The creatures looked as scaly as the birds, their mouths were octagonal in shape and they seemed to have no eyes, but they did not seem threatening as other animals simply walked by, ignoring them.
Wondrous as these sights were, they were as nothing to the city in which she had landed. Her eyes combed over the landscape to take in the system of living that she found here.
The city, like so many back on Earth, was built on stilts. That was indicative of culture, she thought. On Earth, the higher one lived off the ground the richer they were – wealth making one automatically closer to God and therefore the higher one could go, the more powerful they were. Though unlike on Earth, the stilts that kept this city upright were the very trees she had been marveling at. The work of hands guided by more than instinct had clearly built this place.
In the trees, where she now stood, a series of platforms had been built that were interconnected from one tree to the next. They were connected by a series of… streets? No, she decided that they were too narrow to be streets or roads, or at least what she thought of as streets or roads. They looked more like aqueduct pipes as she could see water surging through them. Those pipes, however, were transparent from what she could see. They looked as flimsy as a canvas firehose but appeared to be made of some material – possibly some organic membrane – that looked too thin to be glass, yet it shimmered and moved as if alive… it was as thin as the film of a soap bubble, but it stood up to what looked like tremendous pressure. More than that, she saw something flowing inside those strange waterways… some kind of oval-shaped pods, she thought they were.
Must be some kind of a delivery system,
she thought.
The platforms themselves stretched out across the landscape. Not every tree in sight had just a platform upon it; some were too small and others simply looked unnecessary to build upon. But each was suspended and supported by the high and thick boughs of these massive trees. The platforms, which ranged in size from just a few dozen meters or so to perhaps a hundred meters – depending on how far out the branches stretched – were covered in some kind of dwellings.
They were all made by non-human hands. She could tell that right off and thought that the idea of being around such would take some getting used to. It wouldn’t be anything terrible… she knew that and was looking forward to something new and exciting. The unknown was what attracted her to this place. It had been part of the reason she had wanted to come here.
Part
of the reason.
The other part brought a sly grin to her face. But there would be time for that later. For the moment, she was pleased simply to be here. Largely because it wasn’t Earth and so far as she knew, there were no other humans on the planet. And that was a thing that filled her with excitement that she couldn’t quite describe.
This world had been on her short list, one of her top five, and she was more than a little excited to have been chosen to come here. Though the residents of this planet had been in trade with Earth for years, she’d never heard that someone had been chosen to actually come here for the very reason she had hoped.
Never.
