The Tedoleran's Bad Intention E-Book

Nova Edwins

• Herausgeber: Black Umbrella Publishing
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Serie: Tedolerans
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 87

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

Tegan Sneaking through strange alien forests isn't my favorite pastime. But I'm looking for evidence that it wasn't the human delegation that had brought the deadly parasite from Jittania Prime to New Terran. I already know where to find the much-needed proof when someone sneaks up on me and captures me. Gordan Being a warrior for so long has heightened my senses. When I smell a female on my land, I immediately know that it's a trap. It has to be. I'm famous for being the best kloshlu brewer in the entire galaxy. My kloshlu is strong and cheap. But the competition doesn't sleep. I can't believe that they would send a human female to spy on me and, even worse, to steal my recipe. Do they really think I would let their little pet leave after I've had my taste? Dark sci-fi romance novella with wildly over-the-top action and an HEA.

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THE TEDOLERAN’S BAD INTENTION

TEDOLERANS 3

NOVA EDWINS

A DARK SCI-FI ROMANCE NOVELLA

CONTENTS

The Tedoleran’s Bad Intention

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

About Nova Edwins

THE TEDOLERAN’S BAD INTENTION

Tegan

Sneaking through strange alien forests isn’t my favorite pastime. But I’m looking for evidence that it wasn’t the human delegation that had brought the deadly parasite from Jittania Prime to New Terran.

I already know where to find the much-needed proof when someone sneaks up on me and captures me.

Gordan

Being a warrior for so long has heightened my senses. When I smell a female on my land, I immediately know that it’s a trap. It has to be.

I’m famous for being the best kloshlu brewer in the entire galaxy. My kloshlu is strong and cheap. But the competition doesn’t sleep. I can’t believe that they would send a human female to spy on me and, even worse, to steal my recipe. Do they really think I would let their little pet leave after I’ve had my taste?

Dark sci-fi romance novella with wildly over-the-top action and an HEA.

1

TEGAN

I finally manage to get this fire going. The twigs are snapping and crackling as the kindling takes light. Okay, what now? Should I already put some bigger sticks across my improvised firepit?

Take that, Commander Simpson. This stubborn woman, as he put it, is perfectly capable of surviving on her own. Although it’s been years since I’ve been out of the lab and have gotten into the wilderness, I still remember the important things.

Find water. No problem since the shore isn’t that far away and I’ve got a grade-one filter system with me.

Stay away from the red leaves of the Klawa plant, unless you want to die a horrible death after being poisoned. No problem checking that box as well.

Make a small fire to keep the predatory animals away. Yeah, I guess I’m lucky on that one since Jittania Prime’s greenery doesn’t house that many super dangerous animals. Most of them are only normally dangerous. But I got my trusted shock pulser lying next to my feet while I’m waiting for the fire to grow so that I can roast the Hopver beetle I snagged a couple of hours earlier.

Find shelter. I set up camp close to the shore, next to the unruly mountainside. This must be close to where the human and alien delegation traveled before they got infected with the parasite that they then brought back to New Terran. I’m basically here because I need to find some Bronia berries for the antidote and to prove that it wasn’t the humans in the delegation who had infected themselves with the parasite.

One of the women traveling with the delegation told me that the Boral leading the group had fucked some strange alien hooker before they left Jittania Prime. It wasn’t until after this had happened that they all started getting sick with the very contagious parasite.

Unfortunately for me, my partner in solving the mystery and retrieving the necessary Bronia berries is also a male of the four-armed race known as Boral. Depending on their cultural status, they have between two and six eyes—the more eyes, the lower they are in their hierarchy.

The six-eyed travel guide already died because of the parasite, and my two-eyed partner thinks he’s the hottest male since men have been invented. That’s also why I’m currently sitting alone at night on an outlaw planet, only equipped with what I had on me when he had dumped me here.

Commander Athik Simpson started flirting with me the nanosecond I set foot on the IPC spaceship he’s in charge of. The closer we got to our destination, the more persistent his advances became. He thinks that it’s the human’s fault, of course, but he offered to overlook that little detail if I were to sleep with him.

I politely declined around a dozen times before he lost his shit. He had me dropped here with the promise to check my willingness to comply in three standard days. He probably thinks I won’t last more than a couple of hours and that I’ll spread my thighs out of thankfulness as soon as he gets back to save me.

He can kiss my ass. As long as the weather holds, I’ll be just fine.

The flames are licking at the wood, so I toss another log onto the pile and take my knife to prepare the Hopver beetle. It takes me a good while to gut the beetle. Afterward, it looks like something that’s been in a car accident, but luckily, that won’t affect the taste. I spear the animal onto another stick and prop it over the fire to roast it.

With a sigh, I stand, stretching and holding my sticky hands as far away from myself as possible. I need to wash the blood off. After walking for most of the day, looking for those berries, I’m pretty tired and can’t wait to eat so that I can sleep afterward.

A shiver runs down my back as I hear a twig snap somewhere in the distance. I turn around and squint, but it’s dark, and I can’t see anything behind the edge of the forest. I’m quite sure that I’m not alone though. On my way, I saw some traps that a hunter must have laid out to catch small game. I’ve been very careful not to trigger them because I don’t want any trouble. I just need those berries to rub them in Commander Simpson’s face. Not literally. It’s just a nice picture to brighten my mood.

I don’t know how often said hunter checks the traps, but I have no intention of finding out. I just want those berries and a ride back to New Terran.

Not that I have anyone there waiting for me. My life only exists inside the lab of Sorayan Tec, where I work. How long has it been since I broke up with my ex, Chester? It must be very long because I can’t even remember.

With a shrug, I walk to the shore since the Hopver beetle blood is drying, which doesn’t feel too great. It’s quiet again when I bend over to wash my hands at the shore. I’m already barefoot since my feet killed me after the long march. Being a scientist with my booty glued to my desk chair, I’m not exactly in the best shape to march through alien forests.

The water feels so nice that I glance back at the fire. The beetle will take some time to roast, and I’m sweaty. Since I’m somewhat alone apart from the animals roaming the forest, I might as well pass the time by skinny dipping.

From what I remember, there aren’t any predators living underwater, but I will be careful anyway. I start undressing with my back to the water, just to make sure that no surprise visitor barges out of the forest. I keep my eyes trained on the trees, but it’s dark and really quiet.

I peel my shirt off and unbutton my cargo pants. Still no movement behind the trees. I shrug, step out of my panties, and drop the bra. It just feels amazing after the day I’ve had.

The first moon is already high up in the sky, and the two smaller ones are rising, but I have no idea to what time that translates. Late evening? Early night? To be honest, I don’t even care. I just need a swim, some food, and a couple of hours of sleep.

The water is colder than I thought, and I gasp a little. Still, it feels good on my sweaty skin, and I walk a little farther until the water reaches my belly. I hold my breath and lower myself completely into the cold. My hair floats around my head, and when I stand up again, I can’t see anything but wet strands of brown hair clinging to my face.

With a chuckle, I push them back and stare at a freakishly broad red-skinned chest packed with muscles. A very naked and very male chest.

My heart thunders in my ribcage. It takes all my courage to look up. The guy has a jaw carved from stone and a sinister smile on his face. I can see his cobalt-blue eyes clear as day even in the darkness because they are glowing from the inside.

My brain collects all the necessary data and provides me with a quick analysis. Tedoleran warrior alien. Or as I’d like to put it, I’m fucked.

I tumble backward, trying to cover myself with my hands, and calculate my chances to make it to my little fireplace, where the shock pulser is lying.

The alien is much faster than me. He grabs me and lifts me out of the water like I weigh nothing at all. I can’t even voice my protest before he tosses me over his shoulder.

"Wait!" I shriek.

But he doesn’t listen. His big hand slaps my ass like a warning as he turns and starts walking toward the shore.

"Stop! You’ll put me down immediately!"

The alien is quiet, just marching across the beach in the direction of the forest. I see him passing my firepit and the roasting Hopver beetle.

My clothes are left scattered at the shore, and I’m completely naked. The thought sobers me, and I start banging my fists against his strong back.

"Stop! Put me down! Stop it, asshole!"

He ignores me and my fists, which don’t seem to bother him at all.

"You have no right to do this!"

For the first time, he laughs, and the sound vibrates through my whole body.

"You’re wrong, sweet female. This is my land, and I own everything on it. This gives me every right I need."

I swallow nervously. My scientist brain is relieved that we can at least communicate. The rest of me is about to freak out because I don’t know what he plans to do with me. And the even bigger concern is, do I even want to find out?

2

GORDAN

I finally found the creature that set off my traps, although it feels wrong to call a human female a "creature."