Wed To The Alien Prince (Accidental Alien Brides #2) by January Bell EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author Name: January Bell
- Book Genre: Science Fiction
- ISBN # B0B75X67P5
- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: August 10th 2022
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I’M GONNA FUCKING kill him.
The thought runs through my head like it has for the last
week and a half on this soupy, swamp-ass planet from Hell.
The alien—who’s somehow both currently number one on
my hit list and the only reason I’m still alive—smirks at me,
one fang showing in his stupid lopsided grin.
He jabbers something at me, pointing to the snare I’ve
managed to set and spring all in one go, despite watching
him carefully every time he’s set one without trapping
himself.
I can’t understand a word he’s saying, but I’m pretty
damn sure ‘I told you so’ is written all over his stupidly
handsome alien face.
“I didn’t do it on purpose,” I tell him, crossing my arms.
My blonde hair hangs around my face, and I blow at where
it tickles my nostrils, trying not to sneeze. “Stop laughing.”
He’s doing that odd, barking sound, smiling hugely at
me now, like this is the funniest thing he’s ever seen.
“I don’t see you trying to catch dinner, fuckface,” I tell
him. It’s not true, not at all, seeing as how he’s made sure
we’re both fed, but I’m tired of feeling helpless. I also
called him limp dick a few days ago, but since that seems to
likewise be wildly inaccurate, I had to stop.
I shouldn’t have even noticed anything about his dick,
but here we are in alien jungle purgatory.
He prods the ground with a makeshift spear, using it to
hold himself up as he laughs and responds, the argument
and humor clear in his tone, though my translator
completely fails to do its damn job.
“Can you cut me down?” I say, acid in my voice.
He says something else that the translator fails to
provide any context for, instead spitting out gobbledygook
like ‘cupcake head, pretty frosting, understand bacon.’
It gives me a headache. I swing upside down, dangling
by one ankle, for a moment longer. I’m loath for him to ruin
the vine-y rope we spent three days braiding together to
make this snare from. Well, the would-be snare, anyway.
I mean, it worked…I just didn’t intend to be the thing it
caught.
But this asshole doesn’t show any inclination to let me
down, so I swing harder, before crunching up to untie the
knot—
I give a yelp as the alien’s talon slices through the vine
braid, the awful nightmare sensation of falling triggering
near panic. I do not want to break a bone out here. With
the high humidity and torrential rains, and god only knows
what kind of alien bacteria, any kind of injury could turn
deadly.
But strong arms catch me, and I suck in a breath as I
look up into his green face.
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