Rhiannon's Alien High Chancellors
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by Becky Wilde
Description: Rhiannon Lyons is grieving for her missing best friend and sister of her heart since she disappeared four months previously. Rhiannon and Honey Potts had a long standing arrangement. They would go out on the town every Friday evening after work for some dancing and drinking. Since Honey's disappearance Rhiannon has taken to hitting the bottle at home and drinking herself into oblivion.
eBook Publisher: Solstice Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: July 2012
2 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [84 KB]
Reading time: 56-79 min.
Rhiannon groaned out loud and then winced as the noise knifed through her pounding head. She opened her eyes to mere slits and then closed them quickly, as even more pain stabbed through her skull. God why did she do this to herself every Friday night? She held her head between her hands until the pounding receded slightly. Her mouth felt as if it was full of cotton wool and the taste left behind from her binge was worse.
She pushed herself into a sitting position, swung her legs to the side of the sofa and pushed herself up to stand. She gave a shriek as she fell to the floor, after she realized her feet hadn't been touching the floor, before she stood up. She landed with a thud onto her knees as her legs buckled.
She stayed on all fours on the floor until her head stopped spinning and pounding with her eyes closed. She gave another groan as a slight swishing sound pierced her sensitive head. She crawled over to the leg of the sofa and used the muscular warm length to gain her feet.
What? Her sofa didn't have muscles and there was no way in hell it should have been warm. She opened her eyes to slits and stared in fascination at the leg beneath the palm of her hands. She was still kneeling but was in an upright position, if she had kept her hands climbing, she would have ended up with her hands on a strange males crotch. She tilted her head back and looked up and up and up, until she was in danger of toppling over backwards.
When she reached the males face she did topple over onto her ass and scooted along the floor, as far away from the stranger as she could. She came up against a cold metal wall and stared in horror as she saw three blue giant gorgeous, hunky, muscular males. She knew her mouth was hanging open, but couldn't help her astonishment.
"Are you alright, little woman?" asked a deep musical soft voice.
Rhiannon knew the thing in front of her had spoken, but for the life of her she couldn't have said what he had asked her. Her mouth was still hanging open as she stared at the three giant, blue males, with white hair and yellow eyes. She closed her eyes and slowly opened them once more.