Blaze: Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides (Intergalactic Dating Agency)
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Blaze
Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides
Michelle M. Pillow
Michelle M. Pillow
Contents
Michelle’s Bestselling Series
Author Updates
About the Book
Welcome to Galaxy Brides
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
Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides
About the Author
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Reading Guide
Intergalactic Dating Agency
Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides: Blaze
© Copyright 2016, Michelle M. Pillow
First Electronic Printing November 2016, The Raven Books LLC
ISBN 9781625011411
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Blaze
Sev (aka Blaze) isn't looking for commitment, but there is no way in hell he's letting his brother go to Earth to search for a woman by himself. He's prepared to yank the idiot out of every jailhouse and ice cream parlor (don't ask) if he has to. It wouldn't be the first time. He can handle a good fight. But what this alpha isn't prepared for was the hardheaded beauty determined to follow him home.
Welcome to Galaxy Brides
A Note from the Author
Dear Readers,
For those of you familiar with my bestselling series, Dragon Lords, you’ve already been introduced to the Galaxy Brides Corporation and the services they offer lonely men and women of the future. What you might not have known is that Galaxy Brides (formerly aka “Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides”) dabbled in taking grooms to destinations—namely Earth! Unfortunately, they found the alien males a little too hard to control once they landed on our surface.
I hope you have as much fun reading this series as I’ve had writing it!
Spark
Flame
Blaze
Happy Reading!
Michelle M. Pillow
To My Awesome Husband, John
Chapter One
Prologue
Summer Setting Celebration
Frxsolis Settlement, Planet Bravon, Solarus Quadrant
Sevglarkenbauer watched through the haze of liquor as couples paired up to dance. The old music was the same set of songs he heard every year, and he found comfort in knowing the lyrics before they were sang. There were only a few single women in the settlement, and he had no desire to ask any of them to dance. Instead, he sat with the other ash miners, drinking the stout Killian liquor, and pushing himself into the mind-numbing oblivion that so much alcohol would inevitably bring.
Buried completely underground, the mining settlement of Frxsolis was made up of clusters of decommissioned spaceships and hollowed tunnels. Solar energy powered the entire settlement. Rows of artificial lights lined the metal rectangle of the commons room where they now celebrated the end of the intense summer season. Long ago, before Bravon’s fiery surface had buried the ship’s hull beneath a layer of lava and rock, it had been a sky worthy transport vessel. Now, forever entombed beneath the ground, it was the common area of the settlement—a place where they gathered to dine and sometimes, like tonight, for drinking and dancing. As the mining tunnels expanded, they sometimes ran across the ships, which suggested the planet had once been an alien dumping ground for space wreckage. Those were interesting salvage finds.
During the cooler hours, which were still inhabitable on the surface, extendable turbines harnessed the power of the nearby suns to sustain life below by refueling the solar generators. Nearly three thousand Killians lived in Frxsolis. They were a proud, hardworking people. A person had to be to survive in such a harsh environment. Ships had to have special protectant coat even to land on Bravon. For this reason, the only visitors they received were ash haulers. It made the dating pool very, very small.
Sev had gone out several times to maintenance the turbines. Even if he could survive long term on the surface without a protective suit, he wouldn’t want to. The suns never set on Bravon, but the light did lessen into a brilliant display of white streaks across the purple and blue heavens. The slick ash sand made it hard to walk, and the desolate charcoal landscape was only broken up by the lava that oozed over the side of the mountain in a fiery waterfall. The bulk of the molten stream sludged into a nearby river, nearly stagnant as it bubbled, sending hot sprays of orange into the air. No living thing survived on the surface, so the only sound was the small clinking noises made by the lava pebbles as they cooled on their way to the ground from the top of the waterfall.
Sev realized he was staring at the ceiling and turned his eyes back to the couples. He took another drink, only to find his cup was empty. He lowered it back to his lap, too drunk to move from his chair. More than likely, he would sleep right where he was.
Ash mining was a hard existence, but they were Killians and Killians never shied away from a challenge. The artificial lights led out of the commons into the maze of tunnels that created the underground settlement’s pathways. Several of the corr
idors still had torches. They weren’t really for light so much as a warning system. Sev looked at the fire often. If the flames began to flicker rapidly, it was possible the settlement had been breached, just as it had been the night his parents died when an air lock malfunctioned in the mines. Heat from outside flooded a shaft along the outskirts.
Why was he thinking of that? It had happened so long ago.
He blinked drunkenly, trying to focus his vision on his nearby brother. Vinglarkenbauer yelled more than sang the lyrics of the old song, not bothering to stay on note as his voice joined the others around him. Sev gave a small laugh. Vin was younger than him by several years, and, even though he was now a man, he was still Sev’s responsibility.
Sev adjusted is legs and again tried to drink from the empty cup. He grumbled under his breath, this time setting the cup on the table next to him. A figure danced before his view, swaying back and forth. Sev scowled, leaning to look past his cousin, Kalglarkenbauer. Kal danced back in front of his vision and, just as Sev was going to push the annoyance out of the way, Kal handed him another cup filled with solar water to replace the drink he’d just finished.
This gesture automatically changed Sev’s drunken annoyance into a welcoming wave. He grinned. “Where have you been? Please tell me Grentakinkensauer didn’t trap you in the south tunnels again and try to give you the pointy thumb. Tell me, did she mark you as her own.”
Kal shivered dramatically. “I wouldn’t dare dream of seducing her away from you.”
“She’s all yours, cousin,” Sev answered. “I want no piece of that crazy.”
“Don’t you wish we could meet some women who we haven’t known since childhood?” Kal sighed wistfully. “It has been too many years since we took extended joint time off from the ash mines, and even longer since we’ve left the planet. Don’t you think it’s about time we went somewhere?”
Sev shrugged. Sure, a little female companionship would be a welcome change. “You want to go to the Larceny Casino again? Is Vin even allowed back onboard after last time?”
“I’m not sure. I’d have to check. But I was thinking something a little different.” Kal smiled and tapped the device he held close to his chest.
“What do you have there?” Sev nodded to the device as he took a long drink. Sweet slumber was close. “A signature pad? What are you doing with a signature pad?”
“Hey, is that Grenta?” Kal asked. “It looks like she’s coming to ask you for a dance.”
Sev pushed up in his seat to look around. He felt a tug at his hand and glanced down to see Kal holding his thumb. The sudden change in position caused his head to swirl and his vision to darken. Just as he was about to ask his cousin what he thought he was doing holding his hand, he felt the blessed numbness of alcohol taking him.
“Don’t you worry, Sev. You’re going to thank me for this later.” Kal’s words barely registered as darkness flooded his mind.
Chapter Two
Eighteen Solar Months Later…
Las Vegas, Nevada, United States of America, Planet Earth
“Maybe you’re not hearing me, Bob. Let me say this in a language you might understand. Get our asses off this fucking planet, or I will hunt you down and throw your sorry carcasses into a solar flare on my way home after stealing your ship and alerting the Federation that you are misrepresenting your trips to Earth. They are not safe as proven by my cousin’s run in with a savant. The local food is not edible as proven by my brother’s sugar addiction and subsequent rampage on an ice cream vendor. And it is not sanitary as evidenced by the human who tried to urinate off the upper walkway onto the sidewalk I was on. Try explaining to your bosses why they have three angry Killians blasting after them.” Sev smacked the cellphone several times to end the call. If he didn’t need the communication device, he’d have thrown it against a wall. All he wanted was to go home with his family safe and intact.
The sound of slot machines tinkered with his senses, as the hordes of unruly, fragile creatures squawked incoherent sounds. The meaningless existence of Earth humanoids didn’t seem to bother them. Sev had been done with this planet the second he stepped on the surface.
He hated Earth. The locals were loud, the smells were many, and the food came in a variety of unpalatable colors. Plus, it was cold. Las Vegas only reached temperatures into the one-hundred-degrees on the Earth Fahrenheit scale. It was practically like vacationing on the ice planet of Sintaz.
Curse his blisterhead of a cousin. This was the last time he let Kal arrange anything. Sev should have grabbed his brother and turned around the second he heard the words, “Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides,” come out of Kal’s mouth. Only, it had been too late. Kal had already tricked them onto the ship and apparently helped them thumb-sign contracts while they were passed out after the Summer Setting celebration last year. They had no choice but to come and pretend to look for wives before they could leave.
Galaxy Blasted Alien Blistering Mail Order Fucking Brides.
He might just throw Kal out of the ship’s holding area into the deep black for this one.
Fine. Not really. Sev loved his cousin. But some days he wanted to. He really, really wanted to.
Kal thought this adventure was a deal worth taking, especially for hardworking ash miners that could barely afford a shuttle to the Larceny Casino ship. Too bad he’d signed a contract on their behalf with a shady corporation promising intergalactic matchmaking services. Galaxy Alien Mail Order Brides offered them a cut-price holiday to Earth in return for the three Killian men giving the company glowing endorsements. It was meant to be a straightforward journey. First, sign up to come to Earth and look for a bride which was a great idea since bachelorettes were a scarce commodity back on their barren home planet of Bravon. Second, enjoy a free trip. Third, tell the universe just how luxurious and simple the process was. But no one had foreseen the mayhem that would ensue when aliens were let loose in Las Vegas, Nevada.
“Don’t worry about it,” Kal had said in dismissal of Sev’s reluctance. “Stop finding excuses to be unhappy.”
The company had loaded the local language into their brains. They gave them identification modules, currency, and places to stay. They warned them repeatedly against telling humans about alien life, as this blue orb was, for the most part, still ignorant of the scope of the universes.
To make matters worse, Kal had chosen the Earth-sounding names Spark, Flame, and Blaze for their onworld adventures. Sev was called Blaze Glarken on his paperwork. Apparently, the names were supposed to evoke mindless worshipping amongst human females until they shouted and thrust money offerings down the dancing men’s pants. He had yet to have anyone shove money in his pants. Then again, he refused to dance.
Life on his home planet of Bravon might have been lonely, but Sev had no interest in buying a bride. Love did not come with a price tag. Besides, how in all the burning fire pits would these Earthlings survive in his home world’s harsh environments? None of the women wore practical footwear, their clothes were non-existent, and he was pretty sure he’d overheard nearly thirty of them make complaints about how hot it was outside.
This trip wasn’t a vacation. A vacation included strong drinks, relaxation, a few fights, and definitely some pleasure time with a willing female. This trip was more work than his actual job. Sev had spent the entire time chasing around Kal and Vin, trying to keep them out of trouble. Since Earth didn’t officially know of alien existence, one would think more care would be taken when dropping off a bunch of lonely extraterrestrials in the middle of a chaotic city.
The two aliens, Galaxy Brides employees Bob and Gary, that facilitated their integration into Earth culture were about as effective as a lava flow in a mining tunnel. Sure, they helped Sev break his brother out of a holding cell, but then they let the sugar addicted Vin get away again before Sev could round up Kal and force his cousin back to their hotel room.
Humans had a word for this situation. Clusterfuck. This trip was a clusterfuck.
“Mmm, my hero is back.” A sultry woman with green eyes sidled up to Sev. “I told you I’d see you again.”
Except for her. Cynthia.
Sev stiffened to hear her voice. Each time she spoke to him, he felt a shiver work it’s way over his entire body and he was held speechless. She wasn’t like the other Earth women. There was something special about her, something he couldn’t quite figure out. At first, he’d thought maybe she was visiting the planet, too, but she gave all indications of being a native.
Cynthia.
Kal and Vin would never believe him if he were to tell them about her. They’d met in a casino, a random occurrence, two people moving in opposite directions. A rude man bumped into her, knocking her sideways, and Cynthia had used Sev’s arm to steady herself. Sev, naturally, offered to defend her honor by going after the man to force him to apologize to her. She’d refused the offer. But, the action had caused her to spill her coffee and she insisted on buying him one as she replaced her own. Since then they continued to find each other for brief intervals.
He didn’t for a second believe that their meetings were all spontaneous occurrences, but he never mentioned it to her. He had seen her following him at various locations around Las Vegas. Sometimes she approached him, often she didn’t. She seemed to want something from him, but never directly asked. There was more to her than she let on and he wanted to unravel the mystery—not that he’d have time since he planned on leaving Earth as soon as possible. Even so, it suited Sev that she remained his secret.