King From The Sky: A Sci-fi Alien Lion Shifter Romance

By Summer Cooper

Enjoy this steamy sci-fi shifter love story by USA Today Bestselling romance author Summer Cooper!

 

Meet the new King of Zuha, Alex Darkon.

Alex only cares about his secret mission on Earth.

Not being the king!

And certainly not finding a mate...

Until his life was saved by Emily - a curvy, beautiful and sweet woman - during a mission! 

He wants her, she is the only one who is fit to be his queen. 

But now she is in danger, because of him...

Meet Emily Dyson, a veterinarian and animal lover.

Emily's life had been somewhat uninteresting, until she found an injured stranger shifting back and forth from man to lion.

She should have run for her life.

If only she could have let the lion die.

If only she could have let that sexy and gorgeous man die right in front of her.

Now, she has aided an alien and there are bound to be consequences...

 

Embark on an otherworldly journey of love and desire with our captivating Lion Alien Shifter Romance! Immerse yourself in a sizzling tale where a powerful king from a distant planet finds himself irresistibly drawn to a courageous, big beautiful woman who saved his very existence. This smokin' hot book is perfect for fans of Sherilee Gray, Terry Bolryder, T. S. Joyce, Milly Taiden and Vanessa Vale.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lovy Books Ltd
• Release date: Jul 19, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223079408

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

Ok, Emily. It’s your turn!

Emily Dyson looked up from the French fries she was scarfing down and feeling super guilty about to see the entire group staring at her. She had no idea what they were looking at or what it was her turn for, because for the last five minutes she had been in fatty food heaven. She had been on a crazy diet lately that forbid her to eat potatoes, rice, or bread and she was about to go insane. She had only lost a few pounds and she felt like total crap. So when her girlfriends had suggested that she go out with them tonight to have some beers, she said Hell Yeah!

She had missed her beloved fries so much that she had become oblivious to the world around her as she stuffed them into her mouth and savored every salty, fatty, and carb filled morsel of them. She thought that she could actually hear her waist line expanding, but she really didn’t care. She worked hard and she felt that she deserved to indulge in some great junk food every now and then. Diet be damned. Viva la Fat!

Earth to Emily! Ellie said. Ellie was currently holding up an empty beer bottle and as she glanced around the table the others began to follow suit holding up their own empty bottles.

I think she is having a cardiac arrest, Amber piped up with a goofy grin. Amber was the cut up of the group typically, but sometimes she over did it and you had to tell her to keep a lid on it. There was definitely such a thing as Amber overload.

Maybe a stroke? Laura added.

Nah, she is just spacing out thinking about that drop dead gorgeous bartender! Ellie said as she slapped Laura an affirmative high five.

Emily had noticed the bartender as well. He was tall, gorgeous with bright blue eyes, a great smile, and an amazing, tight body. So Emily figured he had to be gay. He was too well groomed and neat, but she had wondered that just maybe he wasn’t. Of course that would put her back on the hot seat and she would have to talk to him. He had openly flirted with her a few times when she was at the bar with Ellie and she had of course read way too much into it. He was a bartender; he was flirty with everyone because he wanted tips. That was all. He could never be interested in her.

She had been told that she was attractive, but she had always been on the curvy side and she felt frumpy and fat. Of course she had eyes and she could see that she was actually quite attractive—she had been blessed with fat in all of the right places—but for some reason she had never been able to embrace it. She felt like she was on display and that she was going to be groped all the time. So she wore baggy clothes and tried to hide herself the best she could, even refusing to wear contact lenses instead of her thick glasses. Emily was well aware that she sent a message to the world to leave her alone, but that was the way she liked it.

Emily had always been very shy and introverted. She wasn’t sure why, but she preferred her books and she preferred her animals. That was why she had become a vet; she had loved animals since she was a kid and had never dreamed or thought of doing anything else.

Oh, man. I think she may be in a coma or something, Ellie said, sounding worried for a minute.

Emily snapped out of it quickly. I’m ok. I was just really enjoying these fries.

Damn. She needs a man real bad, Laura cracked.

The whole table burst out laughing.

It’s your turn to get the next round of beers, Ellie said. She handed Emily the now empty bucket.

Oh, ok, Emily said as she scooted out of the booth towards the bar.

She hardly ever drank beer but she had to admit she was having a great time. She never got to hang out with the girls much anymore since she had taken over full time vet duties at the animal hospital she worked at. Emily had been Dr. Rouch’s assistant for the past two years and he had retired a few months ago and left the business to her. She was flabbergasted when it happened, but in a way she kind of expected it and always had the idea that Dr. Rouch was actually grooming her to take over since she had started working there in high school. Her first job was at the animal hospital handling billing duties, scheduling appointments, cleaning cages and exam rooms, and pretty much every other boring job that an animal clinic required to keep functioning. But she loved it and asked the vet as many questions as she possibly could, constantly.

And she got to see and work with her beloved animals. That had been the best thing. Emily had continued working there all the way through college and then when she became a licensed vet she was shocked when Dr. Rouch offered her a job. He had lost his previous assistant six months before when they decided to open their own practice and moved out of the area. During that time, he had not hired anyone else, but basically told her that the job was hers when she graduated. Emily had never been happier.

But it was a lot of work. Especially, since her officer manager had had a stroke and been forced to quit a month before. So she had been running the office and doing her veterinarian duties. This had left little time for any sort of a social life.

Emily ordered the beers and tried not to lock eyes with the gorgeous bartender this time. He made her weak in the knees anytime she looked at him, especially when he flashed that smile at her. Oh, she wanted to take him home and give him a tongue bath.

She felt a blush coming on as that idea popped into her head. It felt like everyone could just tell what she was thinking. As she glanced around at the other people all having a great time and enjoying life she had to wonder how people did this so often, because she recognized several of the patrons from the last time she came to the Morocco’s bar. And Emily found it fascinating how the bartender remembered everyone and their go-to drink as he worked from one end of the bar to the other.

The bartender Larry—all of the ladies knew Larry—sat the bucket of beers on the counter and smiled at her with an added wink as she started to walk away. She had started a tab earlier and had totally lost count of how much was on there now. She thought that she might want to keep an eye on that, but that thought was pushed far back into her brain as she tried to keep from passing out at the amazing smile of the sexy Larry.

When Emily made it back to her table she found that all of her friends were pointing and laughing at her. They had apparently been keeping a close eye on her and how the interaction with Larry had gone.

We saw the wink! Ellie said through a fit of laughter.

So? Emily replied as she sat down and slid back into her spot on the booth.

That guy wants you… so…bad Laura moaned as if she was riding something.

Oh, you guys are so messed up. I’m not sure getting another round of beers was a good idea. I think you girls need to be cut off! Emily said. She was starting to feel the embarrassment drop off of her shoulders. She was aware that a lot of the time she just took herself and everything else much too seriously. It was nice to have friends like these to relax with and to remind her of how much of a goon she was being sometimes.

What? We must have beer! Ellie replied with a fake demon voice that set the other girls back into a new fit of laughter.

Emily had known all of her group since college. She and Ellie had been roommates and instant best friends since freshman year. You would never know it to look at her but Ellie was great at her job as a crisis counselor.

Then drink up and stop worrying about my love life, Emily said as she grabbed a beer from the bucket, twisted off the cap, and began to chug.

She had not done a chug-a-lug in a long time and she decided that there was no time like the present. The beer tasted good as it rolled down her throat, the bubbles stinging the back of her tongue sweetly.

Go! Go! Go! the group chanted until Emily had to stop drinking with a quarter of the bottle left to go. Her stamina was not nearly what it had once been.

OOHH! LAME! Ellie and Amber said in unison.

You have lost your touch, Laura said as she began to swig from her own bottle.

I know. It’s been a while.

You should have been practicing at home, Ellie said.

What? I’m not an alcoholic like you, Emily replied with a smile.

I’m an alcohol enthusiast; there is a big difference.

Emily had to shake her head as she looked at this insane group of misfits she had somehow wrangled together in her college days. But she had to admit she was having a blast. It had been way too long since she had been out with her friends. It was one thing to love your work and to be dedicated, but she had to learn to prioritize a bit better so that she could enjoy her life a bit more. All work and not nearly enough play had left her exhausted and almost unaware anymore of how to unwind. She just needed to strike a balance.

Which would be much easier to do if she ever got an office manager or another vet to share the practice with. But so far she had not found anyone that she really clicked with on a professional level for either position. There were several qualified candidates, but she knew that she had to enjoy working with these people on a daily basis and being with them eight hours a day. So that was a big factor in who was selected. If only at least one of her college friends had followed her into the exciting world of veterinarian science.

So, how about your new guy, Laura? I’m surprised that he let you out to play tonight, Ellie said.

What? I think you got that the other way around, sister. I have him by the balls and I tell him when he can play, Laura replied.

Oh, that is hysterical.

It can be. I imagine he is passed out in front of the TV right now with a pizza and an empty six pack.

Well, hell. That sounds like the party is at your house! Amber replied.

The girls loved to pick on Laura because she was the only one of them to get married so far. She had gotten married about six months ago and she was still getting used to it. With marriage came a great responsibility, Emily thought to herself with a smile. But she hoped to get there herself one day. She could tell how happy Laura was to be married to the man of her dreams, even if she did complain and make fun of all the disgusting and weird things he did. Really, Emily thought that was just Laura’s way of talking about how good it felt to be with someone and how amazing he was, because to come right out and say he was amazing would have been weird and lame. Emily noticed a lot of women did that who were in strong relationships.

It had been almost six months since she had been with anyone. That relationship had only lasted for five months before she got the text message that Brad wanted to see other people. Seriously. The dingus broke up with her over a text message. That was a definite low point in her love life she felt.

Emily wasn’t really sure why she had been so unlucky in love. If she had some better insight, then she might fix it so that she knew how to stop failing in that department. But she figured that it would happen eventually or she would become some weird cat lady. Except she was more of a dog person. Of course she loved all animals, but as an actual pet she just needed the happy go lucky nature and the overwhelming affection that a dog gave you. There was nothing better.

She thought about her pug Bailey. He was at home for her right now probably wondering where she was. He would smother her with licks and demand hugs the second that she walked in the door. That was their routine. She had stopped home briefly after