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A Tedoleran in the Snow
A Tedoleran in the Snow
A Tedoleran in the Snow
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A Tedoleran in the Snow

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I have no problem wrapping men around my finger, but as it turns out, big red aliens fall into a different category. After Voxen saves me from freezing to death, I show my appreciation in the only way I can think of at that moment. It's just supposed to be a bit of harmless fun for both of us.
However, Voxen seems to be unfamiliar with the concept of "just for fun." He only knows "forever"...
Dark sci-fi romance with a Christmas theme. Over the top and utterly ridiculous. Contains holiday lights, candy canes, and a happy ending in front of a fireplace.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 7, 2024
ISBN9783910412736
A Tedoleran in the Snow
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Nova Edwins

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    A Tedoleran in the Snow - Nova Edwins

    PROLOGUE

    TAYLOR

    My heart was pounding. This could not be happening. Just a moment ago, there had been four of us, and now I was standing alone in the snow next to the car. I felt like this was all my fault, but I had just wanted to take a selfie to keep Marcos away from me.

    I wished I could turn back time. Not just by a few minutes so that Harry, Jen, and Isla were back here, but by several weeks. I should have quit the minute my old boss disappeared and Marcos showed up with his people.

    When Harry had called and announced the impromptu Christmas trip, I had nearly burst into tears with relief. I had spent the entire trip so far fervently wishing I didn't have to go home again. However, what I had in mind was something more like a never-ending Christmas with my girlfriends, not freezing to death alone in the middle of Colorado's wilderness.

    Isla? Isla, can you hear me? My voice was shaking, and I was fighting tears. Jen? Harry?

    Although I didn't really expect to get an answer, the silence that met my ears upset me even further.

    I pulled my phone out of my jacket pocket. Instagram was still open, and my reception had been just good enough to post the picture we'd taken. The irony didn't escape me. I would have loved to throw the thing on the floor and step on it, but I still needed it to call for help—as soon as I found reception again.

    I cautiously stepped up to the precipice and looked over the cliff. Isla had walked away on her own two legs, while Jen and Harry had fallen. I figured I should try to climb down because they probably needed help more urgently than Isla.

    I trained in pole dance for two hours a day, not to mention my evening performances and videos for Instagram—if any of us had the upper body strength to climb down there, it was me.

    I looked around to see if there were any vehicles approaching who may be able to help, but I was still alone. I quickly blinked back the tears, squatted down, and thought about how best to approach the dangerous descent.

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    VOXEN

    I knew I couldn't badger Copid into opening up, but today his behavior was downright odd, even for him.

    While pretending to grapple with the ingredients for these Christmas cookies, I watched my friend out of the corner of my eye. He looked as if he hadn't slept, and he scowled as he whittled away at a piece of wood—an unusual activity for him and one he wasn't particularly good at either.

    I tore open the plastic bag with the vanilla bean and pulled out the black piece of plant. To me, it looked more like a worm, and the fact that humans were cutting open this elongated piece and scraping out the insides didn't help that impression. But that's exactly what the recipe said, and that's how I would do it. Apart from that, I had no better pastime here on earth anyway.

    As he had a few times before, Copid paused, looked up, opened his mouth, and appeared as if he wanted to say something before huffing and returning to his carving.

    Maybe it was just me, but the mood in our Christmas village was more than tense. Dashar was disappointed that none of us shared his enthusiasm for this mission. To us, it felt more like we had been banished here by the Tedoleran government to prevent an attack on Earth that might never happen. We were stuck here indefinitely, and Pranzor, in particular, was getting tired of the prospect.

    I was frustrated because the only interesting part of this mission for me was the human women, but our instructions were very strict about that. Under no circumstances were we allowed to approach them.

    And Copid? It was impossible to tell what was going on inside him.

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