Alien Romance: Step Alien (Sci-Fi Paranormal Romance) (SciFi Invasion Short Stories) Read Online Free Page A
Author: S.T. Miller
time together but we were always very careful to avoid any sort of sexual contact. What we had almost done that night had scared the both of us, because even though we really wanted to sleep with each other, we couldn’t just ignore the fact we were technically brother and sister.
That is until Blake revealed his deepest, darkest secret to me.
Chapter 6: A Secret Revealed
I’m sure the expression on my face said it all but I managed to croak out my question, “You’re a what?”
“An alien.” Blake repeated patiently.
I stared at him incredulously for a few moments before I burst into a loud hoot of laughter.
Blake looked perplexed at my reaction . “Why are you laughing?”
“I’m not lying, I really am an alien, from the planet Rexillan.”
“Uh huh,” I said playing along, “And what do you do there alien Blake?” I asked him in between my bouts of laughter. The serious tone of his voice and the look on his face was hilarious. Who knew Blake had such a killer sense of humor?
“I’m the heir to my father’s kingdom.” He answered in reply to my question.
At the word kingdom I started laughing harder . “You don’t say! So Dad is an alien too?”
“No, not this Dad,” he said slowly like one would speak to a child, “my real father from planet Rexillan, he’s the king.”
“A king! Fancy! So that would make you the crown prince then wouldn’t it?”
Uncurling my legs from beneath me, I got to my feet and curtsied deeply holding on to an imaginary ball gown. “How do you do your majesty? Will you be beheading anyone today?”
At that point Blake must have realized I wasn’t taking his claims seriously and was in fact poking fun at him. He stopped speaking and his face took on a thoughtful, darker look.
I stopped my silly antics sensing something significant was about to occur. He stared hard at the solid wall behind the couch, I looked on curiously wondering what he was staring at but could see nothing on the smooth, grey wall. When I looked back at Blake he was holding himself in a tense way, his shoulders hunched slightly, the veins on his neck went rigid and stood out like dark threads running down his golden skin. His eyes narrowed as he focused all his attention on the purple wall. As I watched. the wall glowed a bright red and a tiny hole appeared out of nowhere.
Startled I shook my head . “Huh?! How did you do that?”
Sure it was nothing more than a magic trick I walked up to the wall. The air smelt faintly of smoke and it looked like the hole had been burned into the wall. I put a finger inside the hole and felt the soft insulation within.
I turned to look at Blake . “Holy shit! There’s a hole in the wall.” I was stating the obvious.
“I know. That was the point.”
“How did you do that?”
“It was easy, I can do lots of things like that.”
“Teach me how.” I demanded.
“I can’t teach you Karen, I can do it because I’m an alien.”
“Oh lord, we’re still on that?”
“Yes! Because it’s the truth, I just proved it to you! How else would I have burned a hole in the wall without lifting a finger?”
I shrugged, “Some kind of magic trick maybe.”
“Argh!” he groaned out in frustration and then stalked out of the living room and into the kitchen. He returned shortly holding one of Mom’s sharpest knives in one hand.
“Here, take this.” He said holding it out to me.
I took the knife feeling concerned and held it gingerly between my fingers.
“Now stab me.”
“What!? Are you crazy?”
“Come on! Do it!”
“Blake, you’re out of your mind, I’m not going to stab you.”
“Do you trust me?”
I looked into his eyes, eyes I knew better than my
That is until Blake revealed his deepest, darkest secret to me.
Chapter 6: A Secret Revealed
I’m sure the expression on my face said it all but I managed to croak out my question, “You’re a what?”
“An alien.” Blake repeated patiently.
I stared at him incredulously for a few moments before I burst into a loud hoot of laughter.
Blake looked perplexed at my reaction . “Why are you laughing?”
“I’m not lying, I really am an alien, from the planet Rexillan.”
“Uh huh,” I said playing along, “And what do you do there alien Blake?” I asked him in between my bouts of laughter. The serious tone of his voice and the look on his face was hilarious. Who knew Blake had such a killer sense of humor?
“I’m the heir to my father’s kingdom.” He answered in reply to my question.
At the word kingdom I started laughing harder . “You don’t say! So Dad is an alien too?”
“No, not this Dad,” he said slowly like one would speak to a child, “my real father from planet Rexillan, he’s the king.”
“A king! Fancy! So that would make you the crown prince then wouldn’t it?”
Uncurling my legs from beneath me, I got to my feet and curtsied deeply holding on to an imaginary ball gown. “How do you do your majesty? Will you be beheading anyone today?”
At that point Blake must have realized I wasn’t taking his claims seriously and was in fact poking fun at him. He stopped speaking and his face took on a thoughtful, darker look.
I stopped my silly antics sensing something significant was about to occur. He stared hard at the solid wall behind the couch, I looked on curiously wondering what he was staring at but could see nothing on the smooth, grey wall. When I looked back at Blake he was holding himself in a tense way, his shoulders hunched slightly, the veins on his neck went rigid and stood out like dark threads running down his golden skin. His eyes narrowed as he focused all his attention on the purple wall. As I watched. the wall glowed a bright red and a tiny hole appeared out of nowhere.
Startled I shook my head . “Huh?! How did you do that?”
Sure it was nothing more than a magic trick I walked up to the wall. The air smelt faintly of smoke and it looked like the hole had been burned into the wall. I put a finger inside the hole and felt the soft insulation within.
I turned to look at Blake . “Holy shit! There’s a hole in the wall.” I was stating the obvious.
“I know. That was the point.”
“How did you do that?”
“It was easy, I can do lots of things like that.”
“Teach me how.” I demanded.
“I can’t teach you Karen, I can do it because I’m an alien.”
“Oh lord, we’re still on that?”
“Yes! Because it’s the truth, I just proved it to you! How else would I have burned a hole in the wall without lifting a finger?”
I shrugged, “Some kind of magic trick maybe.”
“Argh!” he groaned out in frustration and then stalked out of the living room and into the kitchen. He returned shortly holding one of Mom’s sharpest knives in one hand.
“Here, take this.” He said holding it out to me.
I took the knife feeling concerned and held it gingerly between my fingers.
“Now stab me.”
“What!? Are you crazy?”
“Come on! Do it!”
“Blake, you’re out of your mind, I’m not going to stab you.”
“Do you trust me?”
I looked into his eyes, eyes I knew better than my
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