Taken by an Alien: Galactic Union, #1

By Lucee Joie

Sometimes, in the corporate world, the only way to find love is to be abducted by aliens.

 

Beth is a corporate lawyer who wants to be anywhere but in her current position. With a job that supplies financial stability at the expense of love, she wishes for a new and exciting life -- until she is abducted from Earth and forced into a breeding program she never signed up for.

 

Horgeer is a handsome alien tasked with helping his dying race to survive. When he wins his human breeder in the Galactic Lottery, he never expects to find love in such a harsh environment.

 

Taken by an Alien is the first book in the Galactic Union series. If you like strong female leads who are craving love and hunky aliens that are after the same thing, then this series ticks all of the boxes.

 

Each book in this series is considered a standalone that can be enjoyed in any order but are set in the same universe.

 

If you desire a happily ever after with no cheating and steamy sex scenes then grab your copy today!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lucee Joie
• Release date: Feb 25, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201374259

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Chapter One: Beth

I n closing, I think you will find that you will be very happy with your association with Beckett, Smith, and Sons, I say, smiling at the businessman in front of me.

The man, Mr. Peter Jenkins, condescendingly grins at me and I want to punch him in the mouth. If it weren’t for the company swooping in at the last minute, Mr. Jenkins would be looking at potential jail time for the insider trading he has been accused of. And, if I am correct in my assumption, also guilty of.

I am sure the pleasure will be all mine, Beth, Mr. Jenkins says, his smile gaining a seductive edge as he uses my first name.

Grinning in return, I hope the glint in my eye will be mistaken for flirtation and not revealing all the ways in which I would like to kill the man right now.

Well, I think we can call it a day then, I reply, gathering my files and putting them into a large black leather satchel. I will see you tomorrow morning.

Striding from the room as soon as my bag is zipped, I don’t allow Mr. Jenkins to get another word in edgewise.

THE TRAIN IS ALWAYS packed at this time of night and I try not to breathe in the fetid stench of sweaty armpits as I grab for one of the loops high up. I am short, just five feet tall, so it is only my heels that help me to reach my goal. My fingers tighten around the loop as the doors shut and the train takes off.

It would be a slow forty-minute ride home and I can already feel my arm aching as I am jostled from side to side. A man’s briefcase digs into my back and every time we take a corner, it jabs further in, hitting my ribs until I can feel a bruise forming.

On the other side, an older businessman, his belly pushing tightly against his white shirt, winks at me every chance he gets. I scowl at him and shift my body weight slightly, pivoting as I do so in order to avoid him. He jostles as well; his body pushes up against mine so that I am fairly certain that it isn’t his briefcase stabbing me in the back now.

Rubbing my weary eyes with my free hand, I sigh. Only thirty-five more minutes to go is my new mantra as the train heads towards a tunnel and I wish to be anywhere but stuck in a train carriage.

Bali, I muse. I would like to be in Bali right now. It has been two years since my last decent vacation. The time has slipped by in a flurry of legal transactions and I feel like my life will be over before it has even truly begun. Was this the best it would ever get? Sure, I earn good money but in return, I never had the time to enjoy it–and, no one to enjoy it with.

The hot pressure of the man behind me is constant and reminds me that I have been without a man for such a long time. If I close my eyes, I can imagine that it is someone that I want, someone who wants me back. Were there even any decent men left on this planet?

At the same time that the train enters the tunnel, the windows blacken with darkness and the lights flicker out. It happens so suddenly that, at first, I think that I have forgotten to open my eyes after blinking. Opening my eyes wider, I realize that they were, in fact, already open and the darkness is from a lack of light.

Blindly I reach out, not even thinking, and feel the softness of the pudgy businessman. He grunts at me and I was almost thankful for the knowledge that he is there since I have the strange sensation of being the only one truly anchored to the train in the inky well surrounding me.

We are now arriving at... the robotic voice says over the loudspeaker before fading away in the same manner that the light did a moment earlier. An uneasy feeling starts rising.

I have always been afraid of the dark. Sure, not so much as an adult but, as a child, I always insisted on having my bedroom light on until I fell asleep. And, should I need to wake in the middle of the night to use the bathroom? Well, there was no way I would ever reach out to turn on the bed light or to pad down the hallway in the dark. Oh, no. Instead, I would scream until my mother arrived, flicking the light on and bathing the room in comforting light.

Now, in the darkness of the train carriage, I can feel the terror of my youth rising up once more.

Chapter Two: Horgeer

THE NEW SHIPMENT WILL arrive shortly, Ece says and I wonder if this time I will get assigned a woman.

It is a great honor. Yet, I am unsure of how I really feel about it. Sure, my race is dying, and using human breeders might be our only option left, but I wish that it didn’t have to be under such arrangements.

Ece nudges me. Bet you get yourself a breeder this time.

I nod at him and continue to stand guard. We have been tasked with securing the docking station against protest ships that might have learned about today’s shipment. I look out over the huge expanse of space and down at the blue and green planet from which the shipment will be obtained.

Earth really is a pretty planet from this far away. My own planet is the color of straw from the same distance as most of the water on Ochekia is underground and only accessible via the vast cave system that wriggles through the planet like some sort of burrowing creature has attacked the soil.

Is that a ship? Ece asks.

He is dancing from foot to foot with nervous energy, his tail swishing with aggression. He loves this role and is likely hoping some ship swoops in and attacks. It has been a while since either of us has seen any action when it comes to fighting, so I can understand his anticipation.

I lift my long-range binoculars to my eyes and scan the stars. I can’t see anything. It must have been a shooting star.

Ece is still peering into the distance when I look back to him and I want to laugh at his twitching whiskers. You don’t have to be so eager.

Come on! Yes, I do. It’s been an age since anyone has attacked. My father is threatening to pull my services if there is no new threat.

Ece’s father was actually the Emperor of Ochekia and the very reason we had to abduct women from Earth. Without his formation of the Galactic Union, our kind would have likely died out by now.

You know your father will never do that, I argue. When has he ever denied your wishes?

Ece may be my only friend on board this craft but it didn’t mean I was blind to the fact that he got whatever the hell he wanted.

With our kind, heirs were pampered without exception. And, in Ece’s case, it went beyond even our normal standards. After all, if this breeding program wasn’t successful, he would truly be the last in his line of royalty.

I’m serious, Ece says, pointing off to another point in the sky. I put my binoculars back to my eyes and search some more. Or, maybe it’s my step-monster that wants it. Either way, the push is on to start training me in the ways of leading our people.

That could be fun.

Yes, sitting around while I listen to people bitch about how much they don’t want to pay their taxes. Riveting stuff. Ece snorts at me and his tail flicks so hard from side to side that I am whipped by it.

Hey, watch it! I say and jump backward. Ece chuckles at me and does it once more. I swat him back with my paw, letting my claws spring out just a little.

I still have my eyes on Earth as we banter back and forth, so I am the first to see the small ship returning. Hey, stop it! The recon vessel is here.

Ece snaps to attention and turns to watch the approaching ship. It is oval in shape and rather flat compared to its width. Its shiny surface helps to