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Alien: Taken - Captured by the Alien Barbarians: Alien Abduction Romance
Alien: Taken - Captured by the Alien Barbarians: Alien Abduction Romance
Alien: Taken - Captured by the Alien Barbarians: Alien Abduction Romance
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Alien: Taken - Captured by the Alien Barbarians: Alien Abduction Romance

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I never asked for this. All the aliens around me look at me like they're hungry…


3040. Earth is at war with the two newcomer alien races.


My name is Colette Wilson, and an barbarian Ilzani warlord is holding me captive. Instead of having coal-black skin like his relatives, Tyen is purely white. He has a serene face and muscular build that makes him look different from the others.


But I never asked for this. All the aliens around me look at me like they're hungry, and I can't tell if Tyen feels the same way. His ethics and cultural differences in courtship are surprisingly different from what I'm used to. I don't know what to think. I feel like I am caught in a battle amongst a bunch of lust-driven aliens who wish to claim me.

With the war going on around me I am caught in a small-scale war of my own.

Is Tyen just another one of those snarling, barbarian, vicious, dominant creatures that want to chase me down and take me as their own?

This novel contains intense adult-level sexiness. It is meant for mature readers only.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 30, 2020
ISBN9781393235361
Alien: Taken - Captured by the Alien Barbarians: Alien Abduction Romance

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    Alien - Clara A. Tobin

    Part One

    Book 1: Claimed by the Barbarian Warrior

    Chapter One

    I gazed in vain desperation at the large edifice in front of me. Here we go, I thought. I’ve been waiting all week for this.

    No…that wasn’t quite correct. I hadn’t been waiting all week. They had. The ones who had taken me away from home. Down the street, a club poured out pounding music. The deep, sensual beat of the song was inviting, but paired with the gargantuan edifice in front of me, it only gave me mixed signals. Should I feel scared? Should I feel welcomed?

    Walk, female, a deep voice boomed from behind me, and I compelled my legs to pull forward, as much as I didn’t want them to. They felt as though they were made of gelatin, but I walked…because it was what the big brutes behind me wanted.

    My life hadn’t always been this constricted. I hadn’t always been around aliens. I had grown up a fairly average girl. A little on the curvier side than most in my town, but still pretty normal. Then the strangest thing happened. Something that no one could have imagined happening in their lifetime. A massive spaceship came out of the blue and drifted over Earth. It was practically half of Earth’s size, and was able to hold an entire civilization inside it. Earth was overpowered within hours. The human race wasn’t enslaved, however. The aliens on board their expansive ship were only searching for resources and more life forms. We were let off the hook and were rather grateful that they were benevolent towards us.

    Although our country was fairly easy about befriending the aliens, a lot of the rest of the world wasn’t. We had only about three days before a war broke out. Radical humans fought against the aliens and tried to drive them away, but the aliens had very little fuel to be able to go anywhere else but Earth, so we were set in a type of ongoing limbo. My family happened to be some of the kind humans. When the war entered our country, we met up with one of the extraterrestrials and moved up onto their world ship. It was a pretty cool experience. We lived in harmony with them for a while, and even integrated rather easily into their society. I even learned how to speak their language, and they learned ours.

    The problem, however, occurred when the aliens came to our home one day and notified us that there was a growing need for repopulation. He informed us that any eligible young adult humans needed to be accounted for and considered for marrying off to a bunch of bachelor and bachelorette aliens. I’d had my sights set on finding a human man when I was ready, but my parents’ eyes moved directly to me after we had received the notice, and I had stiffened like a frightened cat.

    No, I’d thought. This can’t be. I don’t want to marry off and have a bunch of inhuman children! This isn’t how it’s supposed to be!

    The aliens were kind about it to an extent, but the further away I was taken from my home, the worse it became. Cheery and perfectly easy-looking aliens who had originally come to our door ended up passing me and several other new brides on to much rougher, tougher looking brutes.

    The aliens came in a couple 0f different varieties. The brutes were rugged, homely creatures with underbites and massive tusks that protruded from their lower jaws like they were ogres. They had beady red eyes and skin as black as charcoal. They were usually very built through the arms and chest, and they had short, stubby tails. I hated them. They were rude and often smelled like used car oil. It was a repugnant odor that always had me reeling when they came near me. They were called Uktans, and they were awful.

    The second type of alien was much more refined-looking than the brutes. They normally had the same degree of black skin, but instead of under bites and tusks, they possessed elegant, almost elven features that were similar to us humans. They had long, pointed ears, and the males possessed curling gray horns that arced over their heads like the horns on rams. They had red eyes as well, but the tails they possessed were longer and more whip-like. They seemed much more humanoid in appearance than the Uktans, and they also smelled better. They were called the Ilzania as a plural. A singular alien of this type was known as an Ilzani.

    My biggest fear was that I was going to be married off to an Uktan like the big nasty ones behind me...leading me into the building.

    The building was the meeting place for several bachelors who were about to select brides. The Uktans had spent several days teaching the brides how to act in front of them. There was quite an etiquette that went along with the forced courtship. I hated every ounce of it. None of the aliens hurt me or the other girls in my group, but they were not nice at all if we messed up our alien dialect or took a misstep somewhere in our training. We were stripped down in front of them and dressed in fancy clothes on the last hour before our journey to their center. We were all scared out of our wits. We barely talked to each other, because we knew that once we were lined up and chosen by our new husbands, we wouldn’t see each other again. I didn’t even know if I would be able to see my parents after all this.

    We had been given a list of all of the bachelors on the first night of our training. Each one listed qualities that the men had, but said nothing about appearances. Most of the work was done by the go-betweens, and not us specifically. If we wanted to contact one of the men, we told one of the Uktans keeping us to send a message to them. I sent no messages, although I did receive quite a few. The messages usually were brief.

    I see that you enjoy athletics. You would be a great match for me. I am a soldier in the war, and I am looking for a human female who can keep up with me, one of them had read.

    Ugh...I stepped in through the doors of the building and was marched toward a glass lift leading up to the highest floor. The alien buildings were fancy and usually possessed white interior, contrasting sharply with the inky black skins of the residents. If it wasn’t white, it was usually glass. The Uktans didn’t seem to care much, but the Ilzania prided themselves in their pretty homes. They were a strange mixture of third-world battling and high-tech easy living. The two races that fought against the radical humans used a lot of melee weapons made of some kind of tangible energy.

    I was pushed into the lift, as well as several other girls, and two Uktans stood flanking us before the doors closed. We elevated up to the top floor, and then all filed out when the doors opened again. The room in front of us seemed to be some kind of event hall. The floor was long and wide, and there was a massive window on the other side of the room, covering the entire wall and looking out at the expansive ship-bound city. The distance inside the world ship was much too vast for any of us to even see the other end. It was quite literally an entire world suspended inside a big metallic shell.

    The ship had to be built spherical to support the ethics of gravitational pull, and so really it was like a big orb covered by an even bigger orb. Like a hollowed out ball. We all lived on the sphere of ground that was suspended within the bigger sphere. Because the ship was about half the size of Earth, it had about half as much gravity. It was lighter here. I remembered first arriving and enjoying my time jumping around and dancing across the street with slightly longer leaps than I had on Earth. Running felt like a breeze, and it made everyone look as if they were dancing as they walked or ran.

    A large group of individuals stood further inside the room. They were a mixture of Uktans and Ilzania, and I felt my heart slow it’s incessant pounding when I saw this. Ilzania were much easier to work with and look at, and if some of them were bachelors, that evened out the odds a little, insuring that I wouldn’t undoubtedly get picked by an Uktan. The two brutes on either sides of our group lined us out in an even row. We were all dolled up in ritualistic attire with shimmering accents in our hair. The men had dressed up as well. Well, at least the Ilzania had. The Uktans usually went bare-chested and wore baggy pants and heavy shoes. The Ilzania often wore billowing robes or fitting jackets.

    I noticed something peculiar about one of them. He was not midnight black like the rest of his kind. Instead, this Ilzani was completely white. Even his curling horns were cream in color. His eyes...instead of being red, were a soft pink. I wondered if he was albino. He was extraordinarily pretty compared to the rest of the men, and I found myself staring shamelessly at him. When he caught my gaze, however, I glanced away quickly.

    Listen up, females, one of the Uktans barked. Each male will get a chance to look you over and say a few words to you. If they feel an immediate connection, they keep you. If they don’t, they move on. We’ll make this quick so you’ll have a longer day to spend with your new betrothed. Weddings will take place tonight, and your grooms will receive notifications from us when they must attend with you.

    It was all so sharp and uptight. This was nothing like the soft and romantic courtship and wedding I had planned to have with my future husband. One by one, the men stepped toward our line and inspected us. A couple of the Uktans stopped to look me up and down. One seemed mildly interested, but he continued down the line before saying anything. I breathed a sigh of relief every time an Uktan passed by me. A lanky Ilzani stopped to glance me over. I watched him subtly lick his lips as if he were dreaming of what we would be like together. I didn’t like the lusty look in his eyes, but I kept silent and simply glared at him. When he saw my hard look, he lost interest and moved on. Women were pulled from the line. If one alien didn’t find someone on his first round, he went again until he picked one that he connected with to an extent. I was thankfully left alone.

    The albino Ilzani moved up the pockmarked line as the other aliens collected their brides and pulled them over to their side. Some of them looked rather disappointed. The Ilzani stopped in front of me, and I gazed up at him. Are you as bothered by these brutal Uktans as I? he whispered.

    I blinked. What did I say? Did I tell him the truth? Yes, I am, I decided to admit.

    Hm, he grunted. Well if I don’t spirit you away now, the Uktan behind me is going to take you. How do you feel about coming with me?

    I swallowed. I had to admit that I did prefer this Ilzani over any of the other men in the room. S-Sure. Yeah, I guess. Okay, I uttered.

    He gave me a quick, fleeting grin and took my hand, pulling me out of the line. I felt a flood of relief, and also a slight remorse. There went my days of being single. I knew nothing about this man, and I had less than eight hours to get to know him.

    Once all of the women had been picked, we were finally released to go with our future husbands and spend time with them. The Ilzani led me away from the straggling couples and toward a hallway so we could talk more privately.

    My name is Tyen Onaselesia, the Ilzani introduced.

    Ah. I’m Colette Wilson, I replied. It’s nice...um, to meet you. And thanks.

    For what? he wondered.

    For saving me from getting chosen by an Uktan. I don’t think I would last long with one of them.

    Despite their scary appearances, I hear they can make wonderful husbands, Tyen commented. But I understand your dread. To be honest, when I saw you, I hoped you wouldn’t get chosen before I had a chance.

    Really? You liked my look?

    Not your look. He glanced at me with those pink eyes. Your aura. You have a very inviting atmosphere about you. That’s what drew me in.

    My face flamed, and I wasn’t even sure why. I had not been socially awkward around any of the aliens since meeting them, so why now? What was it about Tyen that made him so much more interesting than the rest of the Ilzania? Was it because he has a white appearance instead of black? No, that wasn’t it. I didn’t mind how any of them looked. Tyen didn’t seem snooty or self-entitled, and that was what I liked about him. Then again I had to remind myself that I barely knew Tyen. In fact, I didn’t know him at all. He could have been pompous or vain or both, and just hadn’t shown it yet.

    What about you, Colette? Tyen continued, bringing my attention back to his ethereal features.

    What about me...what?

    How do you feel about this? I have been hearing that many of the Earth residents who have been chosen for marriages are quite uncomfortable with the whole situation.

    Well, it really went against a lot of our customs. We aren’t used to being pulled from our families to get married off to strangers. A lot of the women I was around for the past week told me that they felt like cattle.

    Tyen frowned and stared at me while we walked. What are ‘cattle’?

    Farming animals. Ones often lined up for slaughter, I replied bluntly.

    Tyen looked alarmed at this. He slowed his pace. Oh my goodness, no! Our counselors would never wish for the humans to be feeling that way. We are benevolent people, and we want to share our lives with benevolent humans. That is all.

    Yeah, cultural differences can cause disconnects, I’ve noticed, I uttered, my tone distant and irritated. Take the Uktans for example. You Ilzania all talk them up to be amazing people, but so far all I’ve seen are rude brutes.

    Well, then you are just not used to their personalities.

    I’m not. Exactly. And that’s why there is a disconnect. I feel sorry for all the girls back there that were chosen by Uktans. The Ilzania might be kind people who share similar beliefs as we do, but the Uktans don’t.

    Tyen’s delicate mouth turned tight at the corner in a state of discomfort from the conversation. He didn’t really have anything to say, which was a little bit despairing. It wasn’t like I had any way of making peace amongst all the aliens and humans, but it was still aggravating to know that there was such a gap in understanding surrounding us all.

    I can see then why you are so frustrated with all of this, Tyen stated. Now I feel a little bad about taking you as my bride.

    Don’t feel that way, I sighed. That will only make things worse. Your race has been very kind to us, and my own family owes a lot to both the Uktans and the Ilzania for taking us in and giving us a home when the war broke out across our country.

    Onaselesia! a gruff voice shouted from back toward the giant room. Tyen and I had begun to walk down a hallway, but we turned to see the big Uktan standing at the entrance to the hall. He had a hard and angry look in his red eyes.

    Yes, Norak? Can I help you? Tyen questioned softly.

    "That’s my human! I told you in the line that I had claimed her! You said you were fine with it! You’re a lying sneak!"

    I shrank behind Tyen a little bit. What...?

    Tyen sighed. I didn’t tell you I was fine with it. I told you we would see what happened. Fate had me pick a bride first before you. That’s how it is. You know the rules.

    Even now you’re lying to me! Get your cowardly backside over here so I can teach you a lesson in upholding promises!

    Colette, Tyen began as the massive Uktan began to stalk toward us. How fast can you run?

    He didn’t need to say any more. I turned from him and bolted down the hall. Tyen was quick on my heels, racing along beside me.

    Wait, you’re coming with me? I panted while staring at him in confusion.

    You don’t just have a talk with an Uktan in order to resolve things, he spoke, and I heard the lumbering beast speeding up his pursuit behind us. And I can’t fight him...not in here. He didn’t seem as winded as I was already feeling. I was no athlete though, so running was a bit of a nemesis.

    F-Fight him? I mimicked between gasps. How...? How would someone as lithe and small as him be able to fairly go up against an Uktan of that size?

    I would need my weapons, but they are not permitted within buildings.

    Ah, so he was a warrior. It made sense. He didn’t seem at all scared of the Uktan named Norak.

    In there! In there! Tyen ordered, pushing me into a room. I’ll distract him. Don’t come out. I’ll come get you. He shut the door, and I heard an electronic beep as it locked.

    I took a deep sigh, trying to catch my breath, and then looked around the room. It appeared to be some kind of office. There was a glass table set near the back of the room with a big, wiry magenta plant resting next to it. Directly across from the door was an expansive window, much like the one that had been in the room where I had found my future husband, but this one was a bit smaller due to the size of the room. I gave myself a few more moments to regain control of my breathing, listening to a ruckus out in the hall. Norak was shouting something, and there was a crash. I had terrible images of Norak throwing Tyen across the hall like a toy due to their size difference, and just hoped that whatever the big Uktan had tossed was not my albino groom.

    Mom...Dad...If only you could see what I’ve been set up with, I uttered once my breath was back. I walked away from the door and over to the big window, looking out and over the city. There were a lot of tall buildings, but the one I was in had to be one of the tallest. I had lived on the ship for a little while now, but I had not actually explored a lot of the society. I didn’t understand their etiquette very well, and I knew the way that Tyen acted around me was not traditional to his culture. He had adapted a lot of Earth-like mannerisms, probably for the sake of making his future bride comfortable.

    Although I

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