Showing posts with label Hostile Aliens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hostile Aliens. Show all posts

Thursday, February 7, 2013

LEAVING DREAMLAND by Cheryl Dragon


LEAVING DREAMLAND by Cheryl Dragon

7th Kind Series, Book Five

In protective custody at Dreamland, Shannon Madison wants to learn about aliens and explore the secrets, including the four sexy men guarding her.

When the secrets start to unravel, they’re all about her! Amazing group sex is a good distraction but the aliens aren’t leaving them alone for long. The weapon is ready, the ships are outfitted, and it’s time for a showdown.

The only way Shannon can keep the men she loves is for Earth to win!

BUY THE eBOOK *** READ THE EXCERPT

Excerpt:
 
Curtis MacDonald watched the woman of his dreams. It was his job, after all. The world of stars opened up as Shannon Madison worked the controls in the observation room deep inside of Area 51. It was no shock that she’d turned out to be an astronomer since her mother had come from out there just as Curtis had. He didn’t get romantic often, but MacDonald and his small group of aliens, Milton, Ross and Gavin, had been protecting Shannon, the secret hybrid, for several months.

Milton Hexner guarded the main door and Gavin Parchner was stationed at the other exit on the opposite end of the room. Ross Gronbuck stood nearby checking his Smartphone for any alerts. They looked the same as all Keelon aliens did in the deserts of Nevada, brown haired, brown eyed, and Caucasian. Their strength was superior, but they blended in well. Being a Keelon alien was top secret so they worked for the government.

Area 51 was known as Dreamland, and for the four male lovers, who’d been bonded as a fighting team before they’d left their home planet, this was a dream. On earth, they’d found a planet with less war and more women. Specifically, they’d found their woman. However, claiming Shannon was dangerous. She was at Dreamland for her protection. Still, there was so much she didn’t know and the aliens did. Orders were orders, and telling her the complete truth was not allowed.

She studied the night sky through the ultra-powered telescope, and Curtis examined her. Long brown hair and dark brown eyes set off her lovely pale skin. She was tall and slim with subtle curves in the right places. Her temper was even and nearly docile in a way. While she complained about being kept here for observation, she hadn’t tried to escape.

No human woman Curtis had known in the twenty years he’d been on Earth would take that without demanding a phone call, a lawyer and throwing a serious fit. Shannon truly was a human/Keelon hybrid.

Shannon turned a few dials. “It’s such a clear night. I love it.”

“We really should close up stuff here and go to bed,” Curtis said.

Shannon loved to stay up all night and sleep all day. However, in the cover of darkness was when the Keelons from the home world seemed to make their visits. The last thing anyone needed was for Shannon to spot an alien vessel. She had no clue some aliens had found peace and safety on Earth while others wanted to use and abuse humans.

“Stop it. This isn’t hurting anyone.” She flipped a few switched. “Look at that. More test flights?”

“Probably.” Curtis nodded to Ross.

Ross shrugged.

Then Ross’ phone alarmed. “We need to get you back to your quarters and safety.”

“What? You said it’s our Air Force testing new things. It’s nothing really dangerous. I’m tired of hiding out in my quarters.” Obviously, she trusted them. She vented about the restrictions the powers at the top had put on her, but Shannon wasn’t a fool. She understood that the men were under orders of their own and might not be able to tell her the absolute truth even if they wanted to indulge her. Curtis loved her honesty and never took the woman’s frustrations personally.

Curtis hated lying to her but her safety mattered more.

“I’m sorry, but we really need to go!” Curtis shut down the observation room and grabbed her around the waist.

This time Shannon struggled and wrestled herself from his grip. “I’m sick of this. Tell me the truth!”

Gavin was the warrior of the group and picked her up so she couldn’t escape his grasp. “We will discuss things in your quarters where you are safe.”

His superior strength trumped any of Shannon’s efforts to get loose. Finally, she folded her arms and pouted as he carried her through the halls.

Curtis admired her stubborn streak and beauty. He couldn’t tell her the truth, but the alert notified the men of another Keelon vessel in Earth’s orbit. With the constant visits, the facts couldn’t be withheld from her much longer. For the first few months, she’d been contained in the lab with only a modular pod for privacy. Eventually, the doctors would run out of tests and excuses. Now that she had more freedom and had explored base within in her access level, the reality would reveal itself.

Once inside their room, Ross locked the door. Gavin gently set Shannon onto the couch in the common area. Shannon had a bedroom to herself, and the men shared another. They guarded her constantly. A bond and attraction had built between the five of them, but they had yet to cross the line. If she made the first move, it’d be fine, but Curtis wouldn’t break the rules on his own. He took his role as group leader and the safety of Shannon and all the people in Dreamland seriously.

Shannon’s silence made Curtis look over at her. While she wouldn’t try to escape, she had frequently vented her frustrations. Her arms were folded as she glared at them.

“What’s going on? I’ve been here for months and months. I’ve gone through all the tests and interviews. I have no memories of any close encounters. I believe aliens are out there, but I don’t believe I’ve been taken onto any ships or that I’m in any danger. No nightmares, night terrors, implants, missing time. Nothing.” Her tone was calm and firm.

“You’re not in danger here,” Ross replied.

Milton sat next to Shannon. “We don’t have all of the answers, but we won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Curtis watched their peacemaker try to soothe the woman they all loved. One woman for a group of men was the Keelon way because they were a warring world genetically modified to breed males over females. There were plenty of ménage relationships around Dreamland that involved groups of alien men, but Shannon just believed there were more men than women so necessity had been the mother of invention.

Ross walked up to Curtis and nodded. “There’s a ship in orbit,” he said quietly. “We need to stay here and distract her somehow.”

“We can’t do that,” Curtis said.

“You don’t think it’s time to prove ourselves and be honest? She’s smart, and now, she’s grown too suspicious. Her patience is worn thin, and she needs proof.” Ross was the most logical minded.

The group counted on Ross for intelligence and seeing the big picture, and Curtis trusted him. Clearly, it was time to make a change and hope for the best. There was no doubt that all of the men wanted to move the relationship forward, but there would be no way to go back if it didn’t work.

“Fine,” Curtis said.



“Fine what?” Shannon asked. “I thought I could trust you four, and now, I’m not even allowed to be in the observation room? I’m just being held for no reason?”

She’d always known there was more out there. ET had been her favorite movie growing up. When she looked up at night, she always wanted to see something. Not just discover a comet or see a shooting star, but truly to explore. She’d hoped she’d get the opportunity to use the amazing equipment here to get an even better look.

“There are reasons, but we can’t give you all of the details.” Curtis sat next to her.

The four men moved around her, and she felt safe and warm. All the masculine bodies softened her need to argue. Wanting for more than protection from them had helped keep her cooperative. The hope of finding out aliens were real and here on earth was the rest of her motivation not to be a nuisance. Being brought to Area 51 wasn’t something one could request, but she’d ended up here and she wanted to explore and make the most of it. No university or research group had technology like Dreamland.

“What is the government going to do to me?” she asked.

“Nothing. You’re safe here.” Gavin put his hand on her shoulder.

The strong touch made her relax yet sparked her need for affection. These men had too much self control. “Then why am I here? I never discovered anything in the stars worthy of sequestering me. Trust me, I’ve looked at every photo I’ve ever taken, and there were no UFO or top secret planes.”

“True but alien abductions are up. You are here for your protection,” Curtis said.

“Is it really that dangerous for me?” she asked.

“You want to be abducted?” Ross shook his head. “It’s not pleasant.”

“You don’t have every woman in America locked up here. Besides, all aliens can’t be mean and cruel.” She shrugged.

Milton knelt at her feet. “But groups of people with superior technology and power will take advantage of the weaker ones. Human history has taught us that much. Ask the Native Americans. There are some passive alien races out there, but the Keelons aren’t one of them.”

“Who are the Keelons?” she asked.

“The race of aliens that have visited Earth the most in the past fifty years. The abduction rate from them is highest. Some of their ships crashed here decades back,” Ross explained.

“There are specimens? They’ve been examined?” The idea of seeing a real alien excited her.

Gavin nodded. “Actually some are still alive. The humans didn’t kill everyone. We lived.”

“You?” She laughed and pinched his arm. “You feel pretty human to me.”

In a flash, Gavin’s skin went from human to snake like and then back.

She turned and remembered she was surrounded. Surprise and intrigue mixed inside of her. “All of you?”

“Don’t panic. We’re on Earth’s side.” Curtis smiled.

“Side? Wait. What do you really look like?” She’d grown attached to them looking the way they did. So strong and sexy. She rubbed a hand over the snakeskin. “Are you snake people?”

Milton shook his head. “No, not snakes. Our skin can modify itself based on the environmental needs. That’s all.”

“So you’re humanoid. Work for the government. Why are you guarding me?” she asked.

“We’re protecting you from the aliens. The Keelons are a warring people who take what they want,” Gavin said.

“What would they want with me? Obviously, they know the stars better than I do.” She watched Gavin and Milton share a look.

“We can’t give you all the details. We’ve got our orders,” Curtis said.

While she wanted to push, she’d seen the military’s discipline and access restrictions for herself. Few people talked to her casually. If she couldn’t talk to the men about that, she had to change the subject.

LIKED THE EXCERPT?? CLICK HERE TO BUY THE eBOOK

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

BELIEVING IN DREAMLAND by Cheryl Dragon

BELIEVING IN DREAMLAND by Cheryl Dragon

7th Kind Series, Book Four

When four Air Force pilots get nabbed by aliens, the truth about her fellow soldiers is revealed for Samantha Montgomery. Now instead of flying with three hot men from whom she's been hiding her feelings, she learns her men are aliens and the situation is serious. Her memory may hold the key to what the hostile aliens want. Being trapped in Dreamland and discharged from her normal duties leaves her little choice but to meddle into alien issues.
Samantha and her men must prove their loyalties and usefulness while they explore new levels of group love. Dreamland is their future and these pilots are ready for anything!

BUY THE eBOOK *** READ THE EXCERPT

~Excerpt~
Major Mason Nowland monitored the formation of his unit. The new planes were maneuvering well. After repeated drills and tests, a smaller crew had been granted permission to take them for a little run locally. They’d been put through the paces over the southern Nevada desert, and it was time to call it a day. He gave the command to head back to their home base in California. The three others acknowledged, and they set the course.
The new aircrafts were great for stealth fighting, but Mason couldn’t figure out their exact purpose. As with most things government, it was need-to-know only. His team had the best pilots on the west coast so if anyone could fly these babies, it was them. They’d certainly tested well in the field. The new aircraft were powerful and heavily shielded, but their weapons were minimal. Perhaps, that part was top secret and would be added later. The military did things for their own reasons, and he’d long ago learned to keep the questions to himself.
Watching the other three, he couldn’t wait to get back to base and have a little R&R with his team. As long as Sammie, the only woman in the unit, didn’t go finding a boyfriend the group was happy. He felt guilty for not being able to tell her the truth about him and the other guys being of non-human origin, but the government had its reasons and ways. None of them were fair. The three men didn’t have girlfriends either. Loyalty was first to the flag then to the unit and so on. Not that it stopped the connections and passions from happening, but so far the men hadn’t acted on their feelings for Sammie. How would they be able to explain things without telling her the truth?
A quake in the atmosphere bounced the plane slightly. The radio buzzed with attempts to identify it. His flight team was on their toes and doing their job. Then Mason saw the UFO behind them. Identification was pointless. Escape was vital.
“Full speed! Out run it.”
Mason radioed the base for backup and help, but the communications were cutting in and out. The Keelon’s alien technical superiority could not be discounted. A shockwave could knock the Air Force planes out of the sky, and Mason wanted to avoid a body count. Alien sightings, mostly Keelon vessels, were up. However, why they’d chosen here and now to make an appearance baffled Mason. It’d been over twenty years since he’d seen a ship like that. The six-year-old in him worried.
Now, he was no longer a child. Flying to save his life, Mason watched the alien ship keep pace. What did they want with four Air Force pilots on a test mission? There was no way Mason and his pals were going back. Mason had many theories, but in his career, this was the first time he’d had an alien encounter. What did they want? If it were nothing more than abducting humans, military personnel with weapons and witnesses seemed like a foolish target.
Their planes gave all the speed and power they could, but there was no outrunning a Keelon vessel. The closer it came, the more Mason recognized the alien ship from his nightmares. Abductions had been up. He’d heard that through the UFO watchers grapevine inside the military. The men always kept Sammie out of the loop as much as they could. She didn’t need to know the truth about aliens yet. Today, the truth had found them. No more denials or speculations for her. Aliens were real, and she’d have to believe it now.
As the group tried to out maneuver the larger vessel, Sammie’s voice cut through the static asking what the hell it was. Mason couldn’t answer. He had no idea if that ship was out to attack, abduct or observe. She didn’t need anyone to confirm it was a UFO.
A beam of light caught Sammie’s ship first. Why her? They were all about the same distance from the UFO. She wasn’t lagging behind at all. Mason worried about the aliens’ choice. Clearly observation wasn’t on the mission docket for the Keelons today. The beam pulled her ship in closer to the hull of the Keelon vessel. The others turned, without orders, and targeted what little weapons they had at the sourced of the beam and attacked. Mason joined them.
Sammie’s plane shook violently, and the Keelons beam cut out for a short time. As the men tried to radio her to see if she was injured, Mason found himself in knots. Nothing could happen to her. The men would never forgive themselves. It had nothing to do with the fact that she was the only woman in their squadron, but those reasons didn’t matter now. Mason had to keep it together for all of them.
Her radio stayed silent, but her plane was in the air. As she steered away from the Keelon vessel, another larger beam of light engulfed all four ships. The huge net momentarily stunned them all. Mason radioed for help from the base. They were under attack and possibly being taken prisoner.
Changing to the special Nevada frequency, he repeated his call for help in more detail. The odds of rescue weren’t very good. As the ships were drawn close to the UFO, a large door slid open. Mason tried to memorize it all. The details of Keelon vessels remained a mystery. Mason felt as if he were breathing a mist. The fog clouded his brain, and he shook his head for clarity.
Their crafts hovered just outside the Keelon ship’s entrance as Mason’s world went black. He had no regrets except one: Sammie had no idea how much she meant to the men. The Keelons had won this round, but Mason knew if his group lived, it wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

LinkWithin

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...