Alien Colony : Scifi Alien Romance

By Anna Lewis

Excited to start filming of her latest movie in a remote area, famous actress Lindy Miles had no idea she would end up living with extraterrestrial beings on an uncharted island that wasn't recorded on any map. From living like a star, she ends up becoming a servant for the community of aliens as they prepare for battle.

Prince Kristan is busy leading his people on the island and training the soldiers rigorously to ensure their victory against a union of evil aliens that had once wiped out most of their planet. He'd become so pressured by the King's expectations that he has forgotten about developing meaningful relationships with his people.

When the two meet, it was a clash from the beginning. Nevertheless, the growing physical attraction between them was undeniable. For the first time in her life, Lindy felt herself falling in love. It was just her luck that it was with an alien who detested her—or so she thought.

Soon they find themselves beginning to care for each other. But when Lindy finally gets her only chance to go home, she has to choose between going back to her old life or helping save the community she had grown to love as her family.

Can she turn her back on these people and risk destroying what her beloved had worked so hard for? Will she choose to help the prince with his mission even if he doesn't seem to love her back?

Standalone Romance Stories With No Cliffhanger!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Anna Lewis
• Release date: Feb 21, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386662679

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Alien Colony

Chapter 1:

Aloud scream from afar woke her up.

She could taste salty water on her lips. When she tried to move her aching arms and legs, she felt the smooth skin of her bare feet and hands scraping against rough grains of sand.

Her mind was now alert, her ears picking up the slightest sounds in her surroundings. There was a deafening silence following the scream. Had it been her imagination? Was it just a dream?

Suddenly, gusty wind made her shiver. She realized she was all wet and cold.

Opening her eyes, she was greeted with the sight of a beautiful, calm, blue sky. The gentle white clouds glided across, slightly covering the shining sun.

Despite the pain that seemed to envelop her entire body, she forced herself to sit up and look around. She pushed aside the wet and sandy strands of blonde hair matted on the side of her face.

She stretched her legs and straightened her back. Her muscles protested, but she didn’t care. She had to see what was happening. She had to find out where she was.

As she realized that she’d washed up on what appeared to be an island, everything flashed back to her all at once—the unexpected storm, the boat capsizing, her loud screams drowned by thunder and other hysterical voices.

Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, but she shook her head in an attempt to brush them off.

Looking down on herself, she saw that she was still wearing the highly expensive cashmere sweater she’d recently bought along with a pair of her favorite ripped jeans. Her slip-on shoes were nowhere to be found.

She brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, hoping that the sun would fully come out already so she’d stop feeling so cold and her clothes would dry faster.

After a few minutes of trying to calm herself down and think straight, she got up and made her way into the dense woods behind her. Perhaps she could find something else to wear so she could avoid getting sick. Coming down with a fever after being shipwrecked would be a disaster!

As she walked barefoot on the fine, white sand, she kept looking to her left and right. Hello? Anyone?! she called desperately in a loud voice.

Going further into the woods, she found an overgrown dirt trail of some kind. Since she had nowhere else to go, she followed it and hoped that it would lead to something that could be of use to her.

Belinda? she called out loudly, referring to her agent and close friend who had been on the boat with her. When the boat had capsized, Belinda had been sleeping in her cabin. Her heart constricted as she said a quick prayer for her friend’s safety.

Clay? she called out, as she pictured the handsome actor who’d been flirting and making out with her on the boat. They were supposed to be first-time co-stars for the upcoming film Beach House, the remote location of which they were headed to before disaster had struck.

She could still feel his breath on her neck and his hand groping inside her sweater while they had been enjoying the wind outside in the starless evening. When the rain had begun, they had not cared at all. He had just started kissing her when a clap of thunder had made them jump apart.

She shivered again. Her clothes were still quite wet. She needed to get out of them quickly.

She continued down the path, frantically searching for anything that she could use to keep herself warm while she dried her clothes.

To her surprise, she found an old blanket on the ground, partially covered in dried leaves. Pulling it out from the leaves and dusting off the dirt, she saw that it was dull blue in color but had probably already lost its original hue. There was a regal-looking crest embroidered in the center, which piqued her curiosity.

But it was no time to wonder and investigate. She was just glad she found it.

Quickly she took off her sweater and jeans without care, thinking she was all alone there, anyway. She threw the blanket over herself, before unclipping her lacy brassiere and shaking it off to the side.

She was about to remove her underwear when she heard the rustling of leaves. In a snap she turned around, her heart pounding hard. Who’s there? she hissed, feeling crazy. She wrapped the blanket tighter around her body as she waited for someone...or maybe something...to come out of the bushes.

There was no answer. Everything was still. She didn’t dare move. Her ears picked up the sound of heavy breathing coming from behind the cluster of trees in front of her.

A minute passed. She slowly stepped back and picked up her clothes, her mind and body prepared to run.

Suddenly, she heard that loud scream again cutting through the silence. The cry now seemed closer.

Without thinking, she broke off into a run, tucking her clothes under one arm and clutching the blanket around herself.

More screams followed. But this time, the voices seemed to blend into a weird pattern, a rhythm that sounded like a tribal chant or something.

She kept on running. She could hear heavy breathing and distinguishable footsteps coming after her.

She didn’t know where she was headed. All she knew was that she had to get away fast.

The scream-like chanting was coming closer. She slowed down as she realized the sound was almost in front of her.

Spy! a deep, rumbling voice yelled from her back. And before she knew it, several odd-looking men in dark blue robes appeared and surrounded her.

She screamed in fright right before one of them threw her over his muscular shoulder. She didn’t catch a glimpse of his face. But as he and the rest of the chanting men took her deeper into the woods, she kept struggling and punching and slapping, trying to get away. He did not seem affected at all.

Whimpering, she finally relented. She closed her eyes, wishing it was just one of her movies and she’d wake up again in her luxurious penthouse in Hollywood.

She could imagine the headlines this morning: Lindy Miles Missing After Boat Overturns in Storm!

Chapter 2:

I ’m so glad they finally thought of pairing us, Clayton said, his intense dark brown eyes filled with lust. His gestures had all been suggestive, after all, ever since they had started meeting about the upcoming movie. Beach House is going to be a blockbuster, with you and me in it.

Lindy smiled seductively, playing right into his game. She knew what he wanted, and she wanted it too. It will be big, of course, she agreed, her bright blue eyes locking with his. She had to admit his recent rise to stardom was going to boost her already flourishing career as a Hollywood actress.

You are so beautiful, Lindy... Clayton whispered as his arms went around her waist, pulling her closer.

That’s what everybody says, Lindy answered confidently, her wavy blonde hair whipping around her radiant almond-shaped face.

He chuckled. I like confidence in women, he murmured. It turns me on.

She laughed in response, her manicured hands crawling around his neck. Lucky for you I’m in the mood tonight.