Seven years ago they landed on Earth"thirty-one aliens, fugitives from a lifetime of slavery and cruelty. Now they were dispersed among the populace, unidentifiable because of their shape-shifting abilities.

Simolif knew when his brother Jebaral found his life's mate. The blood lines in his arm had increased by one, and the sight of it had thrilled him like nothing else could...unless he, too, could find someone who could accept him for what he was, and who would not scream in fright to see his true self.

He never expected to find Professor Sarah Drumman. As an astronomer, she suspected there were creatures from another galaxy now walking the Earth. And she planned to prove her theory to the world.

Their meeting would forever change their lives. Too bad hers meant nothing to the creatures who had landed on Earth looking for their missing cargo.

REVIEW

A Recommended Read from Joyfully Reviewed

Fantastic Sci-Fi story is the first thing that comes to mind when I tell people about Simolif. It is a stand-alone story, but is the third in a series that I hope continues on for a long time. I loved how the author linked science together with the aliens that are on Earth. Ms. Mooney has created one of the most interesting alien groups that I have seen in a long time. Her writing pulled me in and the scenes that she created all seemed plausible to me. I highly recommend this story for those who like Sci-Fi Romances. It is also why I have Joyfully Recommended Simolif.

Reviewed by: Tonya, Joyfully Reviewed
www.joyfullyreviewed.com

EXCERPT

“You have that connection between you, Sarah,” Jebaral continued gently. “You can call to him the same way Hannah calls to me. Except yours is very weak.”

“I know. I know. And it won’t get stronger until we make love in his real form. I got it,” she protested softly.

“No. I don’t think you got it. You see, Sarah, if that final connection is not made, Simon is afraid your link with him will eventually fade away or break. But his heart, his soul, is already committed. You’re human. You might be able to walk away and not look back. You might have a few days or weeks of missing him, but in the end you’ll be able to pick up your life where you left off and go on.” She heard him take a deep breath. “But he can’t. We’re Ruinos. We mate once. Forever. For the rest of our lives. If my brother loses you, I will lose the only person left in my family.”

Sarah frowned, her eyes still closed. “What do you mean? He’ll…die?”

“Yes, Sarah. Simolif will die.”

“No.” The sound came out of her mouth before she was aware of it. Her eyes flew open to find Jebaral’s staring directly at her. They were a dark brown, the color of melted chocolate. And tiny gold flecks sparkled in them. She raised a hand to point it out. “Your eyes. The flecks. Is that part of being Ruinos?”

“It’s the only part of us we cannot change,” Jebaral admitted, sitting back. A flash of pain crossed his face, and he looked over to where Hannah sat nearby. “I need to rest. I need your help. Sarah, I’m sorry.”

“Oh, gosh! I’m sorry! Forgive me,” she hurried to say, rising to her feet.

Hannah muttered an, “Excuse us, please,” and helped her husband to rise. Slowly they made their way out of the kitchen and down the short hallway, disappearing into one of the bedrooms. Sarah remained standing, watching them go, aware of the way they touched each other, the obvious love that was present in every gesture and every look.

“Sarah.”

She turned back to where Tiron was nestled in her husband’s lap.

“Close your eyes,” the Ruinos woman whispered.
She obeyed.

“Think of him. Think of how much you love him, and why you love him, and how you came to love him. Then send that thought to him.”

Send it to him.

I have to make love to him in his Ruinos form, or that connection could be lost. Simon could die.
He could die.

Die.

No. No! Simon, no!

The pain in her heart was incredible. Tight, choking, squeezing everything out of her…until a gentle sweetness touched her. Caressed her. His answer, soothing her fears. Reassuring her that it didn’t have to be that way. Loving her even though he understood she might never completely accept him.

Sarah took a ragged breath. “How?”

“Don’t ask. Just do it.”

Think of him? What was it about him that had made her fall in love with him? Was it the moment in the car when he held her while she wept? Or during the afterglow when they’d made love for the first time?

No.

Sarah opened her eyes.

It was that morning when she looked out her office window and found him looking up, searching for her. He had known she was there. He just didn’t know what she looked like. Not until that moment. And he had smiled when he finally spotted her. Smiled. At her. His life mate. His blood mate. The only woman in the universe who would ever complete his life and bring him joy. Just as he would bring her indescribable happiness for the rest of hers.

Her. Sarah Anne Drumman.

“Think of him. Think of how much you love him, and why you love him, and how you came to love him. Then send that thought to him.”

Tears rolled down her cheeks. Turning toward the door, she called out to him with her heart as well as her mind.

Hannah called Jeb t’kor. Is that what I would call you? My t’kor?

“Yes. You would call me t’kor.”

He was standing in the open doorway, looking fearful and hesitant, yet hopeful for that one chance. Like his brother, he wore jeans and nothing else.

More tears rushed into her eyes, but they couldn’t hide the beauty of his human face. Or the one beneath it.

Sarah rushed into his embrace, feeling his strength flow into her exhausted body as his arms wrapped around her. His beloved minty scent was everywhere, filling all the dark places inside her with its calming fragrance. She kissed him and noticed how he still held back. “I’ve missed you,” she murmured against his mouth.

“No more than I’ve missed you.”

“We gotta talk. You know that, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

She started to say more when the sound of a door closing interrupted them. Behind her the chairs around the kitchen table were empty. DeGrassi and Tiron had left out the back door to give them privacy.

Sarah turned back around and cupped Simon’s face in her hands. She gazed into his eyes and at the perfection of his human self that had captivated so many women. “A true beauty and the beast,” she giggled.

“A what?” He tried to smile back but failed. He was trembling with worry and trepidation, she realized.

“Come.” Taking his hand, she started to lead him toward the hallway, to the other bedroom she knew had to be in that direction. He balked, holding back. Sarah gave him an exasperated look. “Simolif Morr, do you or don’t you want to make love to me tonight?”

“Uh…I…”

“Do you have a tail?”

He frowned. “A tail? No.”

“Good. Then get that delicious butt over here. Because if you take much longer making up your mind, I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep on you.” To prove her point, Sarah pulled the deputy’s shirt over her head, baring her breasts for him to see. Then she turned her back on him and continued down the hallway, searching for the second bedroom.

He met her at the doorway and rushed her inside before she had the chance to giggle with delight.