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    Pregnant to an Alien King - Scifi Alien Abduction Romance
    Pregnant to an Alien King - Scifi Alien Abduction Romance
    Pregnant to an Alien King - Scifi Alien Abduction Romance
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    Pregnant to an Alien King - Scifi Alien Abduction Romance

    By Gloria Martin

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    Jesper, newly crowned king of planet Abalon, was celebrating. He'd finally ascended the throne and the entire capital city was celebrating with him. Rockwell, Jasper's close friend and High General suggested that they should have one last wild night and do something they wouldn't normally. Something out of their world…of course this leads two tipsy Abalonians to Earth. When Jesper sees Clarice and has to have her. They spend one fateful night together and Jesper returns to Abalon the next day with nothing but a sweet memory. Or so he thinks. Several months later, when it's discovered that an Abalonian child was born to a human, everything changes for King Jesper, as well as Clarice who finds herself whisked away to an entirely different planet. 

    ** Standalone short story, no cliffhangers.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAmerican Science Fiction Romance Club
    Release dateNov 13, 2018
    ISBN9781386896319
    Pregnant to an Alien King - Scifi Alien Abduction Romance
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      Jun 20, 2024

      To short, to fast , it was really like a rush story, maybe if is the prequel to a Saga. Not a lot character development

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    Pregnant to an Alien King - Scifi Alien Abduction Romance - Gloria Martin

    Pregnant to an Alien King

    Chapter 1

    Jesper

    C an you believe it ? my right hand and High General of the Abalonian army, Rockwell, leaned towards my ear and whispered excitedly. My eyes were on the multitudes of people below the balcony, cheering in the courtyard at my being newly crowned.

    Finally becoming king...? It is rather surreal. More so than I could have anticipated, I answered honestly. I raised my hand again to wave to the crowd and incline my head graciously in response to their praise.

    Nevermore to look and learn after your father. You are now in charge, Rockwell said more loudly and he clapped me on the shoulder with a congratulatory grin.

    I can only hope I will serve them well, I said and Rockwell showed true confidence in his reply.

    There is no reality where you would let your people down. Now...let us celebrate! Rockwell proclaimed the last bit loudly enough for the people to hear him and they cheered with renewed excitement. Festivals were to be had marking the start of my reign. The entire planet would embark in a full week of celebrations and festivities. I laughed heartily when Rockwell gave me a wide grin, his teal eyes alight with mischief.

    "This is one of the rare times where members of the court are allowed some true debauchery!" he said eagerly as he put his arm around my shoulders and led me from the balcony, back into the palace’s throne room.

    Rockwell don’t get ahead of yourself, I said, but he laughed as if that were an impossibility.

    "I am going to ready my system to ingest naught but spirits and ale for the next week to come as well as put on my best and most convenient celebratory clothes," he said suggestively and almost conspiratorially to which I chuckled.

    This coming from the high general of our military, I mumbled. He grinned at me innocently before stepping off in the direction of his quarters on the palace grounds.

    I will return shortly, and you should prepare yourself to have no memory of the upcoming week, he said excitedly. I shook my head at him with a fond smirk as he almost skipped away to his private quarters.

    A courtier called my attention and I turned to greet her. King Jesper, a word?

    How may I be of interest Lady Elyssa? I asked respectfully and she gave me a flirtatious smile. In the days prior, nearing my crowning, I’d had much attention from female members of the court. It was customary that a newly crowned king choose his mate, to be queen of Abalon, in the days following the celebration period.

    I just wanted to congratulate you yet again on your crowning my king. I know you will have a long and proud reign, she said graciously. I inclined my head in thanks.

    I can only hope, only the events of the future will tell, I said. Her odd pale eyes sparkled.

    With the right queen by your side I am sure the future will be a good one, she said rather forwardly. By then I had grown used to such comments. The eligible females of the court had become surprisingly forward and competitive.

    True is that, perhaps we could have a lunch sometime after the celebrations, I said, mostly to be polite than aught else. Her unremarkable features lit up in pleasure and she inclined her head with an almost smug smile.

    That would be lovely, she said.

    My king! thankfully Rockwell returned just in time to save me from further conversation with Elyssa. Are you ready? he asked me, completely ignoring the lady and clapping me on the shoulders.

    Indeed I am. Lady Elyssa, let us talk more later, I said. She curtsied, and then I was hauled away to the streets of the capital city by the giant force that was Rockwell.

    The city was a wonder, all decorated in white and gold marking the traditional colors of a king’s coronation week. The people were equally dressed in their finest clothes. Some wore intricate masks and costumes as they went about excitedly. The parade would commence soon, marking the true beginning of celebrations. After that the immediate quarter surrounding the palace and the palace itself would be essentially a celebration zone.

    As people passed I was honored with traditional salutes, bows, and curtsies. Everyone was welcoming and there was so much carefree joy in the air. It made one proud to simply be an Abalonian taking part in the long celebratory tradition.

    Look there, said Rockwell. He pointed to the extravagantly-decorated platform from which I was to spectate the parade. It was directly in front of the council building’s marble entrance. My parents were already present, seated on the viewing stage, as were a few members of the high court, or council.  The guards stationed around it let Rockwell and myself pass through to take our seats. Once seated we were offered drinks, which of course were readily accepted.

    My mother called my attention and she cupped my cheek in her hand when I leaned close to her. My son, I’m so proud of you, she said.

    Enjoy this now, for soon the duties as king will consume you, added my father. I chuckled when I saw my mother roll her eyes.

    Do not listen to him. Hopefully you will find yourself a suitable queen to give you a reprieve from the tedium of your duties, she patted my cheek before straightening once more in her seat. A great fanfare of horns and drums called my attention to the parade that was just beginning and the people lined up on either side of the streets cheered in happy anticipation. The parade was quite the spectacle of dancers, performers, and the like.

    Rockwell gave me drink after drink. Soon, everything was a collage

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