Half-Breed

By Annie Oakfield

Every day, the Earth moves for her...

Aurora Silverstre, the half-breed child of a Terran diplomat and a leathery female from the TauCetean star system, has a problem. The alien component of her DNA persistently tries to eradicate her human half from existence.

Unless she is vigilant, she will transform into a hairless gray alien, at the risk of her job and the life she has made for herself. Only one thing on Earth will allow her to maintain her chosen form; she must have regular sex with human men or risk being exposed as a TauCetean intruder in a mistrustful America.

When her superior strength allows her to turn the tables on a gang of attackers, Aurora’s abilities quickly become the focus of two Massachusetts detectives. Will they expose her to the public? Or do they have other plans for her unique talents?

Reader Advisory: If you are easily offended by the idea of a half-alien woman seducing men and having frequent, messy sex ... this might still be your kind of thing.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Luminosity Publishing LLP
• Release date: Jan 7, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370276455

Annie Oakfield

Annie Oakfield is a keen writer and has been penning naughty stories since the ‘old days.’ Most of her stories were simply erotic fantasies that she shared with only a few close, friends. But with time and years of life experience, Annie now writes stories inspired by her real-life experiences, and drawn from her fantasies.Annie grew up reading fantasy and science fiction and has applied her love of these genres to a new series of erotic short stories.Annie enjoys partying with her friends into the early hours, but she is just as content to relax with a nice hot bath.

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HALF-BREED

The Dark Horse, Book One

Annie Oakfield

Every day, the Earth moves for her…

Aurora Silverstre, the half-breed child of a Terran diplomat and a leathery female from the TauCetean star system, has a problem. The alien component of her DNA persistently tries to eradicate her human half from existence.

Unless she is vigilant, she will transform into a hairless gray alien, at the risk of her job and the life she has made for herself. Only one thing on Earth will allow her to maintain her chosen form; she must have regular sex with human men or risk being exposed as a TauCetean intruder in a mistrustful America.

When her superior strength allows her to turn the tables on a gang of attackers, Aurora’s abilities quickly become the focus of two Massachusetts detectives. Will they expose her to the public? Or do they have other plans for her unique talents?

Reader Advisory: If you are easily offended by the idea of a half-alien woman seducing men and having frequent, messy sex … this might still be your kind of thing.

HALF-BREED

The Dark Horse, Book One

ANNIE OAKFIELD

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HALF-BREED

The Dark Horse, Book One

Copyright © July 2015 Annie Oakfield

ISBN: 978-1-910899-07-6

Cover Art by Poppy Designs

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This is a work of fiction. All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

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Chapter One

The change was close by now. My skin was tightening along my arms, stiffening across my shoulders and tickling my scalp, threatening to push my hair out in clumps. If I didn’t have sex with a guy in the next hour, I’d begin the transformation into a TauCetean, complete with leathery skin and hard ridges along my limbs.

I glanced around the crowded bar. Mostly guys, I was spoiled for choice, immersed in a ‘target-rich environment,’ to quote from one of my favorite classic movies. My butt began to itch, emphasizing my lack of time. If I didn’t want to grow a tail, I’d better hurry the hell up. Strands of blonde hair were already landing on my shoulders, evidence of my alien heritage trying to re-establish itself.

Okay, Aurora, prioritize quickly. I rejected any guy who had a girl with him. It would take too long to persuade them away. Pity, because there were some real lookers tonight. Scratch any guy over sixty. Eww… I might be desperate, but I wasn’t that desperate.

Okay, that leaves me with twelve. Three were regulars and they’d be suspicious if I persuaded one of them away for twenty minutes. Not a chance. Four were sitting together and were drunk as skunks on whiskey shots. Has anyone seen a drunk skunk? Maybe. I might check YouTube later and see if…

Concentrate, you idiot! Okay, of the remaining five, one was impotent. His friends had implied that much. Two were gay, but still very much inside the closet. That left me with only Max, who I’d used before, and Sven, a blond, blue-eyed hunk with Norwegian parents. If we’d lived in L.A., he might have auditioned for the part of Thor. But this was Massachusetts and he was stuck working with fish. I kept my eye on both guys as I served up another round of beers, dodging around Fraser and Roxy behind the narrow bar.

Two minutes later, Max rose from his seat and headed for the bathroom. Perfect. I’d just handed over the change and was free to move. I called to Roxy over the hubbub.

What’s up, Rory? she yelled back.

I need to take five. Can you keep an eye on?

Sure! She grinned. As long as I get to take ten later! Roxy loved her weed and would need ten minutes to finish off one of her home-rolled joints. I had no problem with that, as long as she was ready to work when she returned. I gave her a thumbs-up and hurried off, hoping to intercept Max as he left the bathroom. I was already counting out the moments from when he’d disappeared inside. Ten seconds to reach the pot, twenty seconds to do his business, ten seconds to adjust himself and head for the sink. I stepped out from behind the bar, squeezed through the jostling crowd and headed along the wall. By now, Max would