by Erin Raegan
War For Earth
Galactic Order Book 3
An Alien War Romance
Erin Raegan
War For Earth. Copyright © 2019 by Erin Raegan. All Rights Reserved.
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Edited by Joy Editing
All characters, alien or human, events―on planet Earth or otherwise― in this book are a product of the author's imagination and hours of daydreaming. Any resemblance to actual people, or otherworldly beings, living or dead, actual events, are entirely coincidental.
No part of this book may be reproduced, or transmitted, or distributed, in any form, by any means, without explicit written permission from the author with the exception of brief quotations embodied in reviews or articles. This book is licensed for your enjoyment only. Thank you, a thousand times and all the hugs, for purchasing.
Author’s Note
This book is a science fiction romance story with explicit language, sexual situations, dark themes, and possible triggers. It is intended for audiences 18 years and older.
If any of that bothers you―beware or turn back.
If not―enjoy and onward to the fun and sexy times!
Beware!
This book DOES NOT end in a cliffhanger, however, not all plot points will be tied up!
This is a series, not a trilogy, it will continue on for quite some time. There will be no other cliffhangers in THIS series, each book after this one will feature a different relationship but will have cameos and pop-ins of other characters.
Enjoy.
There is a Glossary, as requested by my lovely readers, at the end of the book. It’s full of all my fun words and species’ and may help those that need a refresher. Feel free to reference it or ignore it. It is there for you! Special thanks to my FB Council Members! Who helped me tremendously with putting it together!
Dear Reader,
This page is for you.
Thank you for reading.
Books inspire us. They bring us joy and allow us to escape for a little while.
I hope you find that with mine.
Thank you for taking the time out of your lives to read my hard work.
It means the world,
Erin.
To my people. You know who you are.
“I wish only to be your ear when you need to release your fears and doubts.
Your hand when you need strengthening.
Your guard when you cannot hold on your own.
And your heart when you are too far gone to pull yourself free.
I will always be here, lovely. When you feel all is lost and you are alone, I will be right here.”
-Tahk
To my dad: Thank you for championing me and stepping in when I needed you. Love you.
To my sister: You are awesome. Seriously.
To my husband: None of this would have happened without you. Your sacrifice for our family has allowed me to fulfill a dream I had no idea was possible. Thank you isn’t enough.
To my son: Keep being you, kiddo. I love you oodles of noodles.
Contents
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
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Epilogue
Home World
Glossary
A Little Recap…
Three weeks ago, an alien species called the Vitat, invaded the earth. They broke through the earth’s atmosphere and decimated the human population in moments. Their goal? Nothing but destruction and to feed their endless appetites. Their hive queen orbits earth in their warship, waiting until her hive have taken over the planet and she can consume earth’s sun to grow her massive hive.
But the humans are not alone in their fight to regain control of their planet. Another alien species, the Dahk, have come to their aid by order of their king. But what Fihk, the Dahk acting commander, is unaware of, is that his king had his own agenda regarding the human’s survival. As does the Galactic Council. The humans are not only in danger of the carnivorous Vitat, but also a council of several alien species dedicated in their endeavor to enslave them. Fihk’s own council and the Juldo Master at the helm.
As the humans try to fight back and survive one invasion, another is already underway.
Chapter 1
Bailey
“Nathan!” I whisper-hissed. “Get your butt back here right now!”
The little asshole rolled his eyes and turned away from me before ducking back down behind the dumpster.
“So help me―I am going to kick your ass,” I hissed again, rushing to him. Crouching, I grabbed his shirt collar and twisted my fist into it, yanking him back against my side.
“Cut it out.” He glared at me through his brown eyes. He wiggled his seventy-pound body, nearly knocking me over. He was only ten, but at five-feet tall, he was only three inches shorter than me.
“Quiet.” I smacked my hand against his mouth and pulled him back against the wall. Sharp teeth bit my middle finger. I screamed silently and pushed him away, slapping the back of his head.
“I want to see,” he mouthed, his tan face scrunched with frustration. He poked his head out from behind the dumpster, and I tackled him to the ground, yanking him back behind it. “Stop it, Bails, I want to see.”
He fought my hold, and he was getting too big. I could barely hang on to him. “Too bad. I like all your body parts attached to you.”
“They’re not eating anybody like the others are.” He huffed and wiggled some more, kneeing me in the stomach. My breath left me with a whoosh, and I lost my hold on him. He grinned and waggled his brows, crab-walking away from me.
“How do you know?” I gasped and rolled to my knees, clutching my stomach.
“I just do.” He shook his head. “Besides, look at them. They’ve got swords. And wings.”
“That’s supposed to make them vegetarians?” I breathed through the sting and scowled at him. I crawled up next to him and poked my head out beside his.
Nathan had been obsessed with the new aliens for the last day and a half, ever since he spotted them when we were searching for supplies. They showed up out of the blue in front of the grocery store we were raiding, and I freaked the hell out. They were stealthy, and we hadn’t seen them until they were nearly walking right inside the store. We ducked behind the bakery counter and watched them for almost an hour as they picked up nearly every damn item in the store, inspecting and sniffing.
Nathan called them demons, and I had to agree. They were seven feet tall and dark-purple-and-gray-skinned. They had giant wings with claws along the edges, and horns shot out of their foreheads. With their fangs, they looked as though they had jumped out of a horror movie. Nathan was terrified. As was I. Plus they had swords.
After they’d left the store, I dragged Nathan back to the basement we were hiding in. Now here they were again, and Nathan was getting over his original terror. They looked as if they were looking for some
thing, but I had no idea what it could be. They were circling a house, sniffing and growling in their weird language.
Being out in the open was too dangerous, but the other aliens―the white ones, the first to invade―had been snooping around the office building down the street. We couldn’t afford to stay in the basement there anymore. Ever since the white aliens invaded our planet three weeks ago, nowhere was safe. Now there were these purple aliens to watch out for too.
What were the odds we would run back into these new aliens miles away from the grocery store? What were they doing here? The whites ones thought we were tasty, were these demons looking for a meal as well?
We were in a little neighborhood because I was hoping to bypass the main road. The white aliens had barricades everywhere.
If it were just me, I would have skipped town the moment the ships landed and the white aliens started chomping on everyone, but I’d had to find Nathan. I had been working at an outdoors store when the aliens came. It was like a damn buffet. At first, I tried to help as many as I could. But the store was overrun in minutes. I barely made it out alive.
I had been torn. So many people needed help. My fear had nearly kept me frozen, but survival instinct kicked in. I managed to get a mother and her two little girls out before I hightailed it myself. She got in her car and sped away. I wondered how far she made it. I hoped they were hiding like we were. So many hadn’t made it.
Then I went for Nathan, cursing myself for not immediately going for him. He had been hiding behind the bleachers in the gym at his school. I shut out the horrifying flashes of memory from the school. I was so very lucky I’d found him. We were so lucky to be alive.
It had now been three weeks since the invasion, and we hadn’t seen another survivor for days.
But we heard the screams.
That wouldn’t be Nathan or me. I wouldn’t let it.
Of course, he was making that difficult for me. He was going to get us killed—by flying demons of all things.
The big one lifted its flat nose and sniffed. I shuddered. I had no idea what they could smell, but I seriously hoped it couldn’t smell us. They hadn’t in the grocery store, but it had been full of rotting foods and corpses. I wasn’t willing to find out if they could now. The white aliens didn’t even have noses, and they sniffed out humans in seconds.
I figured out early on the white aliens didn’t like bear repellent. I’d had a stash at home from our camping trips, and we grabbed it before booking it out of the apartment building. The first one of those creepy suckers that sneaked up on us got sprayed in the face, and it screeched before literally running from me. They didn’t have noses or eyes, just huge mouths full of razor-sharp teeth, but I had a theory that they, like snakes, used taste to find us. With creepy, stringy tongues flicking through the air. Bear repellent may not sting them like it did humans, but they did not like it at all. My pack had six bottles of it now.
I slipped one out and popped off the safety clip. I was hoping these purple aliens disliked it just as much. I had my pistol, but I had seen many soldiers using guns in the early days. The guns hadn’t done much. The white aliens kept coming no matter how many bullets you hit them with.
These guys had swords. Old school, sure, but they also had spaceships. I had a feeling they wouldn’t be deterred by guns, just like the white ones weren’t.
“We need to go,” I whispered above Nathan’s bent head.
The big guy with the curly horns was sniffing the air and moving closer to our pathetic hiding spot. Nathan shook my hand off again and bent further out. They were going to see him.
“Now, Nate.” My voice deepened with warning, which he ignored. Shithead.
“What do you think they want?” he whispered.
“I don’t know, and I don’t care. Let’s go.”
“I don’t think they’re bad like the other ones.” He squinted and grinned. “They look cool as shit.”
“Watch your mouth,” I said out of habit, and he rolled his eyes. “You couldn’t possibly know that. They’re aliens, not comic book heroes.” His head was always stuck in those things. I grabbed his ear sharply, ignoring his curse. “We’re going. Right. Now.”
The other two were looking at the sniffing one, growling some kind of alien words that were no doubt bad news for us.
“Fine,” he huffed and pulled his cap low, shielding his eyes.
I let him go and pushed him toward the opposite end of the building. Weren’t kids supposed to be petrified of real-life nightmares? Not this kid. Just as I thought he was going to go, he spun and took off toward the winged freaks.
I hissed his name, pissed and terrified. I grabbed my pack, tossing it on as I ran after him. He crouched behind a parked car, far too close to the house.
“I’m going to wring your neck.” I grabbed his arm and pulled him down, ducking behind the trunk.
He pushed and kicked at me. I dug the toe of my steel-toed boot into his calf, slapping my hand over his mouth as he shouted in pain. “Shut it, you’re going to get us killed.”
A low growl lifted the hairs on my arms. Nathan’s eyes widened as he looked behind me.
“Fuck,” I breathed. Terror filled my veins and rage flushed through my face. I shot dagger eyes at my brother. He winced. I spun on my knees, backing into him, covering him with my body as much as I could. The big one was standing above us only a few feet away, its hands clamped around two sharp daggers. Its silver eyes glared at us, low, deadly growls coming from its fanged mouth.
“Bailey?” Nathan whispered. There was the fear he should have felt before running out in the open. If we got out of this, he was going to be grounded forever.
“Back away slowly,” I told my brother, not daring to take my eyes off the threat.
The purple alien growled again, twirling a dagger. I thumbed the trigger on the bear spray. Nathan clutched my jacket. He wouldn’t leave me.
Staying on my toes, I backed into him, pushing him away from the car. “I’m going to spray him. When I do, you run.”
“Not without you.” His voice quaked.
“I’ll be right behind you,” I promised.
The alien tilted its head, its lips pulling in a deadly grin. I stood on shaky feet, eyeing the alien. I barely came up to its chest. I was short for a girl, but holy cow, this alien was tall. Purple scales glinted with the evening sun. It had some serious muscle. I gulped. If my spray didn’t work, I had no hope of taking it physically. I was scrappy but not stupid. This was not a fight I could win.
“Bailey.” Nathan shook my jacket sharply.
The alien's grin grew.
“Bailey.”
“What?” My voice shook as hard as my legs did.
“Bailey!”
I turned to look back at him. It was stupid, but I couldn’t ignore the stark terror in his voice.
Another alien had a clawed hand clamped around his neck.
I reacted.
The spray shot directly into the alien’s face. Nathan looked down and away just in time to avoid the repellent cloud. The alien holding him roared and threw him to the ground, its hands clawing at its face.
It took all of two seconds, but I barely had my hand around Nathan’s jacket before a warm, purple arm wrapped around my neck from behind, lifting me from the ground. A blade dug into my hip. I felt the tip pierce my skin through my jeans. I winced and choked. Nathan shouted for me, jumping from the ground. The third alien circled him with two arms and held him in the air, imprisoning his arms against his small torso.
The alien choking me growled a low, quick burst and stiffened to stone. Its arm slackened enough I could draw in a gust of air. The blade left my hip and dropped to the ground with a clatter, and another arm took its place, removing what was left of the pressure around my neck. I didn’t know what made the alien loosen its hold, but I threw my hands behind me and clawed at its face. My fingers hit sharp fangs and split open. I ignored the sting and reached up farther for its eyes, my legs swingin
g to throw it off balance. The alien barely shifted. I kicked its bulky legs repeatedly. It was immovable.
The alien I’d sprayed was roaring and clawing at its face over and over. The other alien was holding Nathan as he wiggled and shouted for me. That one growled at my captor as it easily trapped Nathan, its face scrunched in what looked like confusion.
My captor was silent as it spun me away from Nathan and held my arm as it stomped toward the house.
“Let me go!” I yelled and squirmed. I twisted my head to bite at its bicep, but I couldn’t reach it.
The alien let go of my neck and gripped my chin, twisting it to the side and bending to growl into my face. Its teeth were bared, and its silver eyes flashed with fury. I shouted a string of sharp, livid curses. It bared its teeth again and threw me over its shoulder.
My faded blue hair was short enough that I could see the alien carrying Nathan behind us. The other alien was still roaring and swiping at its eyes, but also following us. I kicked and squirmed, beating my fists against the alien’s back, clawing at its wings. It growled furiously and smacked my thighs.
It stomped to the house and barreled through the door, then it tossed me onto the couch. I shouted and jumped up, running right at the alien holding Nathan. I still had the bear spray hanging from my wrist, and I should have had a few more seconds left in the canister. The alien’s eyes widened, and it backed away from me. I took aim, ready to press the trigger, but the big one grabbed me from behind and tossed me back onto the couch before tearing the bear spray off my wrist. I bared my teeth at it, my hands already rummaging for another canister.
It growled a low, exasperated sound and tore the pack from my shoulders, throwing my body around carelessly on the couch. I growled back and stood on the couch, tensing before pouncing on its chest. It took my weight, only going back a step. I wrapped my legs around its barrel chest and decked it in the face.
