Joven’s Bride – Part Two Excerpt

Prologue

Tales of aliens coming to Earth and taking people had been circulated for many years before the United Galactic Alliance of Worlds sent a ship to announce that it was true. Alien agents had been stationed on Earth for the last four hundred years to curtail human trafficking by other races.

Shortly, after that, an aggressive race called the Drayids attacked Earth and cut a mile square hole in twelve major cities around the world. They left a hole three hundred feet deep, and vaporized everything within, killing millions.

During the four hundred years the aliens stationed on Earth took mates from the local population in what became West Virginia. The alien force was primarily comprised of humans and feline humanoids. Both compatible with humans.

The feline humanoids closely resembled homo sapiens except for their feline eyes and various shades of blue hair. Although the felines can recognize their genetic mate, the Narovian Interstellar Matchmaking Service collects DNA samples and finds genetic mates for felines and humans.

Before the Alliance opening diplomatic relations with Earth, Narovian Interstellar Matchmaking set up an ancestor DNA service on Earth. It linked with other such services on Earth to increase chances of finding mates for the feline humanoids, humans, and cyborgs.

The practice was controversial because felines give off a pheromone that causes their human mate to enter a state of heat. It manifests as an overwhelming need to copulate with the feline. In a sense, they become biologically addicted to their feline mate. The feline was given the identity and location of the mate on Earth without consent. The felines came to Earth sought them. One touch and they would have no choice but to copulate with that feline or risk death.

After diplomatic relations with Earth opened, the Narovian Matchmaking service began advertising on television and the internet. The Drayid attack on Earth tripled applications to the matchmaking service.

#

To: Carly Adrian

From: Narovian Interstellar Matchmaking Service

 Carly,

We are pleased to inform you that we have found a genetic soulmate match for you on the Alliance Sector colony of Glasica. Your mate is a Narovian feline cyborg warrior retired from the United Galactic Alliance of Worlds Defense Force.

Captain Joven Brendict is in charge of Star System Security and owns a home and farmland on Glasica. Captain Brendict has an excellent service record and has excellent personal and professional references. Attached is his introductory video. Should you decide to reply, please let us know.

Narovian feline humanoids closely resemble homo sapien with just a few differences. They have distinctly feline eyes, slightly pointed ears and varying shades of blue hairs. Some have blue-black spots or stripes on their neck and shoulders.

We recommend that you take some time to get acquainted with your match before you make a decision to meet. Feline humanoids release powerful pheromones that cause their soulmate and themselves acute sexual arousal. The only remedy is to consummate the relationship within hours of exposure and mate frequently for up to ten days after initial exposure.

Narovian felines, call their soulmates meomee and become totally devoted to them. They mate for life whether their meomee is feline or sapien.

Should you decide to accept Captain Bradict as your mate, he will pay your travel expenses to Glasica, and our office in West Virginia will make the arrangements.

 

Narovian Interstellar Matchmaking Service

 

Carly read and reread the email on her laptop. It had been over a year since she’d made the application for an alien mate. She knew going in that her potential mate would be homo sapien or feline humanoid. She clicked on the thumbnail photo of him. It was a full body photo of him dressed in a slate-gray body suit.

He had short dark blue hair with a light beard, and his muscular form was enhanced by his body suite. As she enlarged it to see his eyes, her first reaction was, he’s gorgeous. She felt drawn by his blue feline eyes.

Could she really do this? Could she go off to another world and become the bride of an alien male? Did she have the courage? After the Drayid attack last year, she didn’t feel brave at all.

That was the day her best friend had died right in front of her. She and about seventy students were vaporized by the wall of light that gouged out a one square mile hole in Washington D.C. The Drayid battle cruiser gutted New York City, Los Angeles, Washington D.C., Moscow, London, Paris, Rome, Cairo, Delhi, Beijing, and Tokyo. It was the single most significant terrorist act the world had ever known.

A year later, the world was still reeling. Carly’s teaching job was suffering because of the trauma from witnessing the attack. She was going through the motions teaching the required earth science curriculum. It had probably been two years since she’d had a date, and longer since her last regular boyfriend.

She and Sara decided to apply for alien mates after the Alliance announced their presence. After the Drayid attack, Carly forgot all about it… Until today. Finally, she clicked on the video link.

It loaded with a close up of Joven sitting at a desk, he smiled then spoke:

Good day, meomee. You are seeing this because the matchmaking service has determined from your DNA that you are my genetic soulmate. That is all I need to know to ask you to become my wife and come to live with me on a world called Glasica, a young colonial world. The agency has told you what it means to be meomee to a Narovian feline.

I have reached the point in my life that I am ready to mate and have children. I want that female to be meomee, my true soul mate

My pheromones will bind us both emotionally and physically. You will become my only mate, and I will never desire any other. You and only you will be my one true love. I will protect you with my life.

I wait for your reply.

Joven Brendict

 

 

Carly stared at the handsome alien on her computer screen. He had a pleasant voice and seemed genuine, though she wasn’t sure how it was that he spoke fluent English. They must have used some kind of translator. She wanted to know him better, beyond that he was gorgeous and sexy.

 

Hello Joven,

I am pleased to meet you by video, and I want to know you better before I can decide to become your wife. The Drayids attacked Earth over a year ago, but it still haunts me… It happened right in front of me. My friend and a busload of our students disappeared in the wall of light which gouged a massive hole in that city.

Before that, we both applied to Narovian Interstellar Matchmaking to find husbands. I never quite believed we would, but I am pleasantly surprised. You are a fine-looking man with an impressive profile. Only the prospect of leaving Earth makes me hesitate to accept your offer.

The agency sent me a complete profile on your world, and Glasica seems pristine compared to Earth. It looks beautiful. I also understand that other women from Earth have settled there happily. I have my mother here, but she is my only family. She lives in Brazil with her new husband. We talk on the phone about once a month, but I haven’t seen her in a few years.

The statistics on successful matching are impressive. Your offer is very tempting. If your offer stands after you have seen my reply, then we should discuss it further.

Respectfully,

Carly Adrian

 

After Carly sent her video reply to Joven, she decided to set up a video chat with her mother. After watching Joven’s short video several times, she admitted to herself she wanted a husband a family, and she would probably accept her match with Joven. She just needed some time to get used to the idea before she made the commitment.

She set up the call and waited. Carly was surprised when her mom’s image filled the screen.

“Carly, what a surprise. Is everything all right?”

“Nothing’s wrong, I just have some news. Remember back when Sara and I applied to that Narovian Matchmaking agency?”

“Yes… Why?”

“They found me a match, and he’s gorgeous. But, I would have to go to his world, a place called Glasica.” Carly said.

“You mean to another planet?”

“Yes, Mom, in another star system. I haven’t decided yet, but the Narovian Matchmaking’s success rate makes it very tempting… And did I mention he is gorgeous?”

“But, Carly, we would never see each other again.”

“We hardly ever see each other now,” she reminded. “I will still be able to video email. I emailed the stats on his world, pictures and his profile.”

“Why can’t you find a nice husband here?”

“Oh, I don’t know. It might be because I am working all the time. Teaching isn’t just an eight hour a day job. There are extracurricular activities, lesson plans, grading papers. Eligible men are few and far between in this town.” Carly said.

“What about other agencies on this world?”

“None of them can genetically match me to my soul mate. This is a chance of a lifetime. I can spend my life teaching other peoples’ children or find some other job and maybe find a husband by trial and error. Or become a single mother by artificial insemination.”

“It sounds like you’ve made up your mind already.”

“I am considering it.”

“What’s a cyborg?”

“A technologically and genetically enhanced humanoid. He has a computer connected to his brain, and tiny little robots in his bloodstream to repair injuries and ward off disease. He was a super soldier.”

“That sounds dangerous.”

“He was a warrior, but now he runs security for his star system. I have his complete profile, and I saw nothing alarming. It sounds like he is in the same situation I am, with few prospects for a wife,” Carly said. “His species can recognize their soulmates by scent, but they are often worlds apart. They use genetics to find them, and they are very successful at it.”

Her mother frowned at her from the computer screen and sighed. “I hate to see you go that far away, but I don’t want you to miss a chance to be as happy as I am with Hector. Just be sure it’s what you really want.”

They talked a few more minutes about mundane things before signing off. Her mother didn’t really want her to go off to an alien world, but she had gone to Brazil to be with the man she loved. Carly didn’t love Joven yet, but she was open to the possibility.

After she ended the call, she replayed Joven’s introductory video. As she looked into his intense feline eyes, something about him fascinated her. She realized she wanted to accept his proposal. She just needed a little more time to get used to the idea.

 

 

 

 

Joven’s Bride: A Little History Part One

My first series, Narovian Mates centered on a race of feline humanoids who give off pheromones that cause them to go into a torrid mating frenzy when they find their soulmates. The pheromones cause both the feline and his/her mate to be affected to the point where they can hardly get their clothes off fast enough to have sex.

They get acquainted and bond while having sex up to several times a day for about ten days, then they are bonded for life. When this recognition happens with a complete stranger, it’s not always a happy occasion.

Not all felines are lucky enough to find their soulmate or meomee by chance because they might live on a far-off planet in another star system. Enter the Narovian Interstellar Matchmaking Service, which uses DNA matching to find soulmates for both humans and feline humanoids which are actually hybrids of homo sapiens.

Even before Earth was invited to join the United Galactic Alliance of Worlds, the match making service had access to DNA of humans on Earth through ancestor DNA evaluation services. In fact, the Alliance had a secret base on Earth before the pilgrims landed on Plymouth Rock, to fight human trafficking by alien slavers.

While on Earth, the Narovian felines bred with homo sapiens and created offspring that looked fully human, but were part feline as well. I likened it to wolves or coyotes breeding with dogs.

Also, in this universe homo sapiens were not limited to evolution on Earth. Some superior ancient race put homo sapiens on dozens of compatible worlds as well as compatible variations. While there are aliens of other races not many can interbreed with humans.

There can be many variations with in one race, considering the variations right here on Earth. Or even consider domestic animals. A Poodle and a Pitbull are both dogs and capable of breeding. So that’s the premise I used with humans. Worlds with interstellar travel would likely have more variations within a race than those that don’t.

When the Alliance was at war with the insectoid Drayids, they began manufacturing cyborgs to fight the interstellar wars, using both homo sapiens and feline humanoids. Because they were sentient and self-aware beings, Alliance humanoid rights enforcement declared that cyborgs had to be freed after their service.

In much of “cyborg lore” they are capable of recognizing their genetic soulmates in various ways. So, they also benefit from the method used by the Narovian Interstellar Matchmaking Service.

Early in the Narovian Mates series, I established that the event took place in contemporary Earth time with extraterrestrial humans being technologically far ahead of Earth. Prior to becoming recognized by the Alliance, the Matchmaking service found matches for feline humanoids on Earth without notifying the Earthlings of the match. Some felines would come to Earth and deliberately expose them to their pheromones, giving them no choice but to mate for life.

 

Copyright©2019

By Christine Myers

Rader’s Bride

 


AMAZON

Available on Kindle Unlimited

 
 

      Skye Carter’s life changed abruptly when the Drayids attacked Earth and cut a one-mile section out of a dozen cities all over the world. The hole they cut in Washington, D.C. took out the bookstore/internet café business that she had worked five years to build. It was all gone, leaving her a mountain of debt. She decided to sell her house and look for a job to pay for her losses. Then she found an ad for the Narovian Interstellar Matchmaking Service. It promised a ninety-nine percent guaranteed her match would be her soulmate. 

      Rader Knight was a cyborg warrior in the Alliance Defense Force, retired after thirty years’ service to a backwater colony with a shortage of females. He applies to the service hoping they will find him a soul mate. After two years, they found Sky Carter, and she was willing to make a leap of faith and accept his proposal and take a three-month space journey to be his mate.
Did Skye Carter really know what she was getting herself into?

Excerpt: 

 

     Rader was on patrol when he received Skye’s acceptance of his mating proposal from the matchmaking service. The usually calm and stoic cyborg commed Makus excitedly after he had reviewed the acceptance several times to be sure his new emotions were not causing him to misinterpret the message.

     He now had a mate, and she was coming to Glasica to be with him!

     Impatiently, he signaled Makus’s com a second time, and the other man answered.

     “Yeah, Rader. What’s up?”

     “Skye Carter from the dirt planet has signed the mating contract, and she’s coming on the next ship. It will take three months.” Rader said grinning.

    “Man, that’s great Rader, I am happy for you. Jhenre will be almost as excited as you are. She wants you to be as happy as we are. I don’t know much about Earth—just that the people are human like we are. But I’ve heard only good things about the matchmaking service. It could be rough getting to know each other at first, but you’re smart. You’ll figure it out.”

     “I have studied everything I could find about Earth culture of the people indigenous to the area around our base there. They seem a lot like us but low tech. But Glasica is very much Earthlike. It will all depend on how we do together. I worry that she might not like me in person.”

     “Don’t do that, boss. Jhenre said any woman with half a brain will see you have a lot to offer in a relationship, not to mention that all you cyborgs are good to look at.”

     “Jhenre thinks I am attractive?”

     “She does, but she’s mine,” Makus chuckled.

    “Of course, I know that. If Jhenre thinks I am attractive, then Skye may think so too.”

     “Right,” Makus said. “Don’t forget that you will be able to com with her interactively once she leaves Earth. That will give you time to get to know each other while she is traveling here.

     “I have not forgotten. Is it normal to have this much apprehension about the esteem of a female?”

     “I believe it is.”

     “Life was so much simpler when all I had to do was kill the enemies. I really want this female.  I feel like she is intended to be mine.”

     “Apparently Narovian Matchmaking came to the same conclusion. Don’t worry Rader. After she comes all this way, she can’t just turn around and go back. She could have the same feelings about this as you.”

 

***

     “Are you crazy?” Janie squealed when Skye confessed her plans. “You’re going to another planet to be some man’s wife you never met?”

     “But the service said he is my soul mate. They match people by DNA.”

     “Why are you doing this? Is it because of the attack last month?” Janie asked.

     Skye sighed. This was exactly the reaction she expected and the reason why she’d waited so long to tell her. “That’s part of it. Janie, I lost everything in that attack. When I was looking online to see what had happened, I found the matchmaking site. Then I thought why not?”

     “Why not use one of those dating sites here? Skye, you’re beautiful. You should be able to find a husband right here on Earth.”

     “I haven’t had a date in two years. I can’t even remember how long since I got laid,” Skye told her. “I’m twenty-eight years old. I don’t have that many more years to have kids. If I started dating a man right now who I could marry, it might be two more years before that happened.”

     “They couldn’t find a man here on Earth out of seven billion people?”

     Skye shrugged. “There might not be that many in their database from Earth yet. I don’t know.”

 

     Skye took out her smartphone and scrolled through her pictures until she found the ones of Rader. “Here, this is him.” She handed Janie the phone.

 

     Janie took it and groaned as she looked at Rader’s handsome face and broad shoulders. “Well, they sure picked you a pretty one. Ooh, wee. But still, three months in space to another planet. I wouldn’t do it—not even for this handsome hunk.”

     “Well, I am. I’ve already signed the mating agreement. It’s all arranged,” Skye said. “Anyway, I didn’t call you here to have you talk me out of this. I wanted to see if there’s any of my stuff here you want before charity comes to pick it up. I’ve got kitchen stuff, clothes, any of the furniture. The appliances are staying.”

     “When are you leaving?”

     “Day after tomorrow,” Skye said with calm determination.

     “What about the closing on your house?”

     “The lawyer will handle it, and the money will be deposited in my account. It will be converted into Alliance funds as will all my savings.”

     “Will that be enough to get you home if you find you have made a colossal mistake?”

     “Possibly,” Skye said, “Or it might be enough for me to start a new business on Glasica.”

     “That’s the planet name?”

     “Yes.”

     “Will I ever see you again?”

     “Possibly not, but we can keep in touch on the internet.”

    “I’m going to miss you.” Janie suddenly hugged her.

     “You are one of the few people I will miss,” Skye said blinking against the sudden prick of tears. Janie had always been more than an employee. She had been with Skye since the beginning five years ago when it was just the two of them running the “Books and Data Stop.”

    After their hug, Janie started looking through the clothing on the living room sofa that Skye was getting ready to pack in boxes for the charity pick-up. Janie picked a few things, and Skye packed the ones she rejected into boxes.