ROMANCE WITH ALIEN: Gifts of Darkover (A SciFi Alien Romance Collection) (Fantasy Anthologies & Collections) by Kathleen Edwards Page A
Authors: Kathleen Edwards
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– she fell in love with a human. It was an abomination for a paranormal to fall in love with a human as it might compromise with the secrecy as well as the power of their blood. They eloped and gave birth to Tara.
When Tara turned out to be a witch, her parents couldn’t be any more proud, since the amalgamation of human and paranormal blood can cause an unforeseen complication. Her mother taught her everything she knew about the paranormal world before she realized she couldn’t run anymore. As Tara’s father grew old, and her mother realized that she couldn’t save him, she decided to kill herself on his deathbed. Tara’s parents died together in love, leaving her alone.
She was living in an old house near Nashville. It was a peaceful locality nearby the outskirts of the town. Tara was a pure witch and couldn’t age. She was 22 from the last few years and was living in pure isolation. She didn’t want to interact with people much. Knowing that she was the daughter of one of the most powerful witches who had ever walked on the face of the earth, she would practice her craft almost every day. She had a garden in the backyard that would have all kind of herbs that a true witch needed to do magic. She thought that she had made an entire world for herself until the unthinkable happened that changed one thing: everything.
It was one of the usual weekend nights for Tara. She was getting back from her evening walk, a part of her daily ritual that used to help her to connect with Mother Nature when she saw someone outside her house. Her senses were elevated as she came closer to the figure. She knew that something was wrong that night, but couldn’t exactly figure out what was happening.
As she saw a man lying down in a bad shape in front of her porch, she didn’t know what to do. “Are you alright?” she asked him in her peculiar accent. She wanted to make sure if the stranger was fine or not. As she turned him around, she realized that he was bleeding. His face was composed of a few scars and he was almost naked. Tara looked at his muscular body and chiseled muscles and inhaled his essence.
“Werewolf, what are you doing here?” she asked him as she realized that the man was a paranormal like her. She tried to wake him up a couple of times, but the man didn’t utter a word. She checked his nostrils and lungs to make sure if he was alive or not.
“You are a tough wolf!” she said when she realized that he was breathing heavily even after getting so brutally attacked. She turned around to make sure if they were alone or not and used a magical spell to open the door.
“You are not dying, not on my watch!” she whispered in his ears and took him in. Her clothes were covered with his blood. There were several gunshots and wounds all over his body that were streaming out blood.
She cleared her central table and placed his body on it to get a clear look at the wounds. “Who would do something like this to you?” she said as she examined his body that was penetrated with numerous silver bullets. Normal bullets can’t harm a werewolf and she knew that he was being attacked by a group of hunters, who possess dangerous platinum and silver weapons that can harm a paranormal exponentially.
She knew that she had to act fast else she could end up losing the werewolf forever. There was no connection between the both of them, they had never met before, but Tara could feel connected to the man. She had to save him, there wasn’t any alternative left. She tried to examine his body to know more about the stranger. Usually, werewolves have tattoos about their pack or any significant history, but she couldn’t find anything at all about the strange man.
“Don’t tell me you are a lone wolf. It’s not a surprise you were caught by hunters without your pack,” she said while cleaning his wound with some spirit.
The moment the magical spirit touched his wounds, it imparted an intense amount of irritation and pain
When Tara turned out to be a witch, her parents couldn’t be any more proud, since the amalgamation of human and paranormal blood can cause an unforeseen complication. Her mother taught her everything she knew about the paranormal world before she realized she couldn’t run anymore. As Tara’s father grew old, and her mother realized that she couldn’t save him, she decided to kill herself on his deathbed. Tara’s parents died together in love, leaving her alone.
She was living in an old house near Nashville. It was a peaceful locality nearby the outskirts of the town. Tara was a pure witch and couldn’t age. She was 22 from the last few years and was living in pure isolation. She didn’t want to interact with people much. Knowing that she was the daughter of one of the most powerful witches who had ever walked on the face of the earth, she would practice her craft almost every day. She had a garden in the backyard that would have all kind of herbs that a true witch needed to do magic. She thought that she had made an entire world for herself until the unthinkable happened that changed one thing: everything.
It was one of the usual weekend nights for Tara. She was getting back from her evening walk, a part of her daily ritual that used to help her to connect with Mother Nature when she saw someone outside her house. Her senses were elevated as she came closer to the figure. She knew that something was wrong that night, but couldn’t exactly figure out what was happening.
As she saw a man lying down in a bad shape in front of her porch, she didn’t know what to do. “Are you alright?” she asked him in her peculiar accent. She wanted to make sure if the stranger was fine or not. As she turned him around, she realized that he was bleeding. His face was composed of a few scars and he was almost naked. Tara looked at his muscular body and chiseled muscles and inhaled his essence.
“Werewolf, what are you doing here?” she asked him as she realized that the man was a paranormal like her. She tried to wake him up a couple of times, but the man didn’t utter a word. She checked his nostrils and lungs to make sure if he was alive or not.
“You are a tough wolf!” she said when she realized that he was breathing heavily even after getting so brutally attacked. She turned around to make sure if they were alone or not and used a magical spell to open the door.
“You are not dying, not on my watch!” she whispered in his ears and took him in. Her clothes were covered with his blood. There were several gunshots and wounds all over his body that were streaming out blood.
She cleared her central table and placed his body on it to get a clear look at the wounds. “Who would do something like this to you?” she said as she examined his body that was penetrated with numerous silver bullets. Normal bullets can’t harm a werewolf and she knew that he was being attacked by a group of hunters, who possess dangerous platinum and silver weapons that can harm a paranormal exponentially.
She knew that she had to act fast else she could end up losing the werewolf forever. There was no connection between the both of them, they had never met before, but Tara could feel connected to the man. She had to save him, there wasn’t any alternative left. She tried to examine his body to know more about the stranger. Usually, werewolves have tattoos about their pack or any significant history, but she couldn’t find anything at all about the strange man.
“Don’t tell me you are a lone wolf. It’s not a surprise you were caught by hunters without your pack,” she said while cleaning his wound with some spirit.
The moment the magical spirit touched his wounds, it imparted an intense amount of irritation and pain
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