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    Alien Stripped
    Alien Stripped
    Alien Stripped
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    Alien Stripped

    By Annie Oakfield

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    Friends . . . for when your world comes crashing down.

    Aurora Silvestre is the child of a human father and a TauCetean mother and is blessed with superior strength, intelligence, and lightning-fast reactions.

    But the aggressive alien DNA will assume control of her human body — unless she mates with a human every four days.

    When her life is further complicated by a series of nocturnal attacks on humans, Aurora becomes suspect number one, forcing her to go beyond the law, and to hell with her relationship with the local police.

    READER ADVISORY: If you are easily offended by the idea of a half-alien woman seducing men and having frequent, messy sex with both men and women . . . this might very well change your mind.

    PUBLISHER NOTE: Contains erotic scenes Voyeurism, (MFF), FF. 22,700 words.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLuminosity Publishing LLP
    Release dateMay 27, 2019
    ISBN9780463092132
    Alien Stripped
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    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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      Alien Stripped - Annie Oakfield

      ALIEN STRIPPED

      The Dark Horse, Book Four

      Annie Oakfield

      Friends . . . for when your world comes crashing down.

      Aurora Silvestre is the child of a human father and a TauCetean mother and is blessed with superior strength, intelligence, and lightning-fast reactions.

      But the aggressive alien DNA will assume control of her human body — unless she mates with a human every four days.

      When her life is further complicated by a series of nocturnal attacks on humans, Aurora becomes suspect number one, forcing her to go beyond the law, and to hell with her relationship with the local police.

      READER ADVISORY: If you are easily offended by the idea of a half-alien woman seducing men and having frequent, messy sex with both men and women . . . this might very well change your mind.

      PUBLISHER NOTE: Contains erotic scenes Voyeurism, (MFF), FF. 22,700 words.

      ALIEN STRIPPED

      The Dark Horse, Book Four

      ANNIE OAKFIELD

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      LUMINOSITY PUBLISHING LLP

      ALIEN STRIPPED

      The Dark Horse, Book Four

      Copyright © May 2019 ANNIE OAKFIELD

      Cover Art by Poppy Designs

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      No part of this literary work may be reproduced in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without the written permission of the publisher.

      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.

      CHAPTER ONE

      Holing up in Terry Cramer’s apartment hadn’t seemed like a daunting idea — at first. But as the days wore on, and the criminal aliens remained elusive, I grew increasingly restless.

      Of course, news of a non-terrestrial campaigning to be mayor was a big talking point. Naturally, America was largely against the idea, but any curious reporters who ventured to Quincy quickly changed their minds and returned to their home, bursting with a new perspective.

      Our small group was fully aware the abrupt change of opinion was all down to Luyten pheromones, and we could have spread the news to the world, but Detective Harris and Doctor Moser figured we could do more damage by exposing the details on the eve of election day, combined with some kind of antidote to clear the influenced voters’ heads.

      Our main worry centered around any future campaign leading to a more ambitious attempt at the Senate or even the presidency. Meantime, Luytens might decide to penetrate our armed forces to the highest level, and infiltrate the police and . . .

      Education! I said aloud. I seized a pen, positioned it between my increasingly-familiar alien fingers, and added schools and universities to the ever-growing list of possible alien targets. If we didn’t smash the mayoral campaign, the Luytens could effectively take over the entire country, and possibly the world . . . as they had with so many other civilized planets. It had become my mom and dad’s full-time job to resist the encroaching advances in neighboring star systems.

      I sat back in the chair, which pressed painfully into my transformed ‘S’-shaped spine. But I ignored the discomfort and focused instead on the thought in my mind.

      Mom. She’d know the best way forward. But reaching her was always a roundabout affair, and a lengthy one. I fixed myself a coffee and left a voicemail with the Terran Embassy, telling them I needed to contact Dad. He was still at least a day from Earth, but the embassy had the equipment to reach him, and his ship’s hyperlink could patch through a call to the Luyten system, where Mom worked.

      I left the virtual screen hanging in the air above my table, and sipped the coffee slowly, deep in thought. Mom had years of experience with Luytens and should be able to offer some tips on countering their ambitions here on Earth, even if she was a mind-numbing twelve light-years away. Dad’s occasional dealings with both TauCeteans and Luytens might also help us.

      When my phone trilled, I jumped, startled from my musings. So soon? I muttered.

      Please restate request, the phone instructed.

      Uh . . . display message. How had they reached Dad so quickly? I usually had to wait for thirty minutes, maybe more.

      Hi, Aurora.

      I blinked at Terry’s smiling face. Oh. Hi. What’s wrong?

      She shrugged one shoulder. I wanted to make sure you weren’t going stir crazy.

      You were worried I’d smash up the apartment?

      "You’re not the Hulk, Aurora. I trust you to be careful. But, how are you?"

      I’m fine, I said quickly. Nothing’s wrong.

      Hello, Aurora, a man said. Doctor Moser appeared behind Terry, waving. I smiled, managing not to roll my eyes.

      Hi, Doc. I’m okay, really.

      How’s the treatment? Any signs of reversal yet?

      Damn. I’d hoped he wouldn’t ask. I’ve . . . I haven’t started it yet. I cringed, waiting for the onslaught of horrified and critical outbursts. But the pair simply stared at me.

      I trust you have a good reason, Aurora. Be careful.

      I nodded. I do, Doc. This is something I daren’t try as a human.

      Of course. If there’s anything you need or want to ask . . .

      Thanks for understanding.

      Oh, I understand. He wagged a finger. But I also worry.

      He does, Terry agreed. He worries all the time.

      Not all the time, Moser argued.

      Okay. Only when you’re awake.

      That’s simply not true! he protested.

      It’s nice to know you care, I said over the top of them both.

      Terry smiled. I’ll see you tonight, then?

      I’ll be here.

      Want me to pick up anything at the store?

      "I’m low on truita. And col."

      I’ll get some on the way home.

      Thanks. See you then.

      The two doctors said their goodbyes, and I ended the call.

      ~

      Twenty-four minutes later, Dad rang.

      Display message, I instructed.

      Hey, Turtle! a cheerful voice called. His smiling face hovered above my table as if he sat opposite me. But his head turned to one side, and then the other, even though his gaze was fixed on me. Neelat’k? Is that you? Why are you on Earth?

      I shook my head. No, Dad. It’s me. Did I really resemble my mother so much?

      But . . . you . . . Aurora? What happened?

      What’s up, Dad? I thought you liked alien girls?

      His shoulders drooped. I love your mother, Turtle, and you, but that’s as far as it goes with aliens.

      You don’t like my new look?

      I never wanted this to happen to you. His face aged as he spoke as if everything he’d hoped and dreamed melted away.

      It’s temporary, Dad. It had better be! And being this way might even give me an advantage.

      He glanced up at something unseen and shook

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