Carlo Russo is having the worst day. Not only has he lost his job, caught his boyfriend cheating, and had one too many shots with his best friend Grace, now he’s seeing aliens too. Big, black, tail-equipped aliens. After a futile struggle, he and Grace find themselves on a spaceship leaving Earth. Zenon Scoreceds Qhainqons doesn’t know what it is about the earthling male. Their mission is to bring back ten females in hopes of them being able to provide their planet with children, but he wants the male. What he’s going to do with the male, he doesn’t know, but he’s claiming him as his payment for going on the mission. Carlo doesn’t approve of kidnapping, but the aliens aren’t too bad, and once the language chip is installed, he finds it entertaining to talk to them. Zen in particular. They’re standoffish and never show any emotion, but Carlo has no problem cuddling up next to Zen at night. All Zenon wants is to spend time with Carlo, but it’s his job to get them all home in one piece. Will he be able to keep Carlo safe from all the dangers lurking along the trip? He has to because Carlo is his, and he’s not letting him go.

There Will Be Aliens

Zenon didn’t know what gay or queer was, but they weren’t turning back.


Carlo squinted at the massive black creature bending over him. His heart sped up, and he looked around for Grace. Had he fallen asleep? His head hurt, and he was so tired he had a hard time staying awake.


The alien hadn’t said those words, and yet it was what he heard. Maybe he was dreaming. He tried to sit, but the room spun around him.


“Easy.” Grace was by his side, hooking her arm in his. “Are you dizzy?”


He wanted to nod since he was too tired to speak, but it hurt too much to move his head.


Carlo tried to figure out who he was to carry. He didn’t think he could carry anyone right now.


Strong black arms lifted him from the cot, bridal style.


Chapter 9