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The Holocene Extinction

Mesozoic Mates: A Jurassic Tale

By Avery MeadowsPublished 6 months ago Updated 5 months ago 8 min read
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You're my hope, my dream, and my survival!

Capri Smythe

Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. And the end of the world didn't happen all at once or in the blink of an eye, as the old cliché often said. No, that fucked-up shit happened during a thunderous boom with lights so bright in the night sky, people thought fire had lit the heavens ablaze. And for the past two weeks, hordes of aliens in pods had invaded Earth, carrying away human females. I had managed to stay off their radar by traveling at night.

Driving in the dark offered a sense of comfort, as if the darkness concealed me from all the bad in the world. The hum of my lone tires lulled me and calmed my racing mind. More than ten miles back, I had passed an In-n-Out burger joint. Thoughts of a cheeseburger and a fresh batch of hot, sizzling fries made my mouth water.

Damn, what I wouldn’t give for a juicy bite of meat about now.

Tree branches cracked, then a massive canopy rained down to the ground, blocking the road and crushing a few abandoned vehicles.

“Oh, fuck me!” All the blood drained from my fingertips.

Traveling at almost eighty, I slammed on the brakes of the RAV4. My tires squelched, and the ass end of the SUV fishtailed, then came to a screeching halt.

An inhuman roar sounded like something out of a Jurassic Park movie, and then a massive theropod shoved abandoned vehicles and downed trees out of the way. The beast sniffed the air as if looking for something, and then it made its way down the lane I now sat parked in.

“This. Isn’t. Happening.”

I unbuckled my belt, then pulled the handle several times. “Come on. Come on. Come on. Son-of-a . . . Open already.”

On the third attempt, I slammed my shoulder into the door, and it finally opened.

Large teeth bit into my SUV—teeth belonging to the king of theropods, Tyrannosaurus Rex—or colloquially called T-Rex. A beast from the Cretaceous Period that lived about 67-million years ago, give or take a million or two.

My body rolled out of the SUV and slammed to the asphalt. I followed the movement of the vehicle as it dangled overhead. Seconds later, my wheels flew into the wooded area far beyond my field of vision, then landed with the screech of bent metal.

More trees parted, then fell, making way for two more identical theropods to join the first.

Fuck. Fuck. Triple fuck. My breaths came out in shallow puffs.

As a paleontologist, I’d always wondered what the behemoth giants of the past had been like, and now, I hadn’t a fuck left to give.

Truthfully, the extinct toothy bastards can and should stay in the past.

A beat-up helicopter circled the area, drawing the attention of all three beasts. Moments later, one of the creatures caught the aircraft in its massive jaws, then tossed it into the woods like a toddler playing with toys.

The two other beasts jetted into the woods as if playing fetch. Their booming steps shook the ground, making it hard to stand. My body swayed and I tripped over my feet, unable to find my balance. It was as if a mini earthquake had gone off.

“Get down,” said a bearded man with an almost British-sounding accent.

Less than twenty feet away, an explosion rumbled and sent debris raining down.

My nose broke the fall of my body and tears erupted from the corners of my eyes. Earth pressed to my lips, leaving a grainy residue.

“It’s time to go.” The dark-headed stranger slapped something cold and hard around my wrists, then yanked me partially to my feet.

“What the ever-loving-fuck?” I grumbled more to myself than the fucker yanking my chain—the literal chain connected to the metal cuffs now binding my wrists.

Rolling over with a groan, I spit a mixture of soil, grass, and dried leaves out of my mouth. The coppery taste of blood set the buds on my tongue on heightened alert.

“Are you injured?” His lavender glowing eyes cut through the haze of smoke.

“You,” I said the word in utter disbelief. “You’re one of them. A fucking alien asshole.”

I’d driven at night to avoid them because they seldom traveled at night, or so I had thought.

I guess tonight’s an exception.

“Down.” He shoved me to the dirt shoulder of the road I’d just risen from.

“What?” Not gonna lie. His perfectly spoken words in English with a slight accent, annoyed the shit out of me. “You want me down or up? Make up your fucking mind.”

What. The. Holy. Fuck?

“Are you injured?” He repeated the same three words from before. “Answer the question, or I will punish you.”

“Oh, you’ll punish me, you black-bearded motherfucker?” Anger rose inside my body, fueling the growing rage. “You and your kind already blew up half of New York, asshole.”

I knew I shouldn’t poke the oddly attractive alien in humanoid form with my words, but I couldn’t help myself. Once my mouth got started, there wasn’t an off button.

“Do I have you to thank for the not so extinct theropods that tossed my wheels like a plaything?”

“Theropods?” His brows drew closer together in confusion.

“Dinosaurs. Tyrannosaurus Rex, you alien cocksucker? Dammit. Insurance isn’t gonna pay for that shitstorm.”

“You are more hostile than I first anticipated.” A smirk tugged at his lips, which only highlighted his strong jawline covered by stubble.

“Hostile? I’ll show you hostility.”

Twisting my body around, I slammed the metal cuffs into his chest as a form of punctuation to my spoken words, but only to get my point across.

A rush of air blew from his mouth, and a groan of discomfort rewarded my ears.

Booms in the distance along with bright lights lit up the night sky, splitting my attention.

“Let. Me. Go.” A thought occurred to me.

The alien bastards now invading the planet—those like him—didn’t use grenades or search lights.

Fuck, no! They use laser tech that cuts stuff in half: trees, cars, buildings, and people. Or they unleash fucking beasts—dinosaurs—to devour humans.

But what just attacked in the woods wasn’t alien technology, it was indigenous to Earth—military in nature if lucky.

“Over here,” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Help me! Please, don’t let him take me like the others.”

I had no idea where the so-called others went when captured, and I sure as shit didn’t want to find out.

“Silence.” He rolled on top of me, pinning me to the ground with the weight of his massive frame. From what I could tell, he was tall—seven feet at least—and looked human enough except for his freaky lavender glowing eyes.

“Fuck you.”

He held a hand in front of my face as if motioning for me to shut-the-hell-up. Not heeding his single word of warning, I screamed.

A hand clamped over my mouth, and I bit into the flesh of his index finger.

“Release me. Now,” he growled. “I do not wish to injure you.”

Maybe not, I thought, but I sure as shit want to hurt you.

His fingers tightened on my face. He squeezed my cheeks, then he slid his massive hand over both my nose and mouth, blocking my ability to breathe.

I groped the ground for anything to use to bash his head: a rock, a limb, anything. But I came up empty-handed. So, I did the next best thing, I clawed at his face and arms out of desperation.

One-handed, he palmed my bound wrists, then pulled them above my head.

“Don’t resist.” The breath that his words floated on caressed the side of my face.

He can’t be serious, can he?

“Comply, and I will allow you to breathe. Do you understand, female?”

My eyes watered, and a deep-seated burn lit my air-starved lungs on fire.

“Nod if you understand.”

Spots filled my vision. I nodded my head, or, at least, I hoped I had.

The prick with hands the size of a giant, released his hold on my face, and the second he did, I filled my lungs.

Smoke from the nearby explosions made me cough.

A low hum filled the surrounding air, and the ground under me vibrated, making my teeth chatter. Ripping my gaze from his intense eyes, I focused on the glowing sphere hovering directly overhead.

“What the fuck is that?” My words came out barely a whisper.

“Transport.”

“Excuse me?” My gaze flicked back to his.

Golden light blinded me, and I squeezed my eyes shut. The hum from before intensified, until it was all I could hear. A sensation of weightlessness came over me, then without warning, my body slammed against something solid.

A groan left my lips, and I rolled over onto my side.

An arm snaked around my waist, then yanked me about a foot over the smooth hard surface. Once again, I found myself under the alien prick who had tossed me to the ground.

My limbs tangled with his, and I struggled to break free. He pressed his body into mine, pinning my legs with his. Wiggling, I found an opening, then launched a knee upward, hoping the alien fucker had balls to crush.

His hand blocked the blow, and a growl slipped out from between his full, kissable lips.

“Enough,” he roared, making my ears ring. His face, inches from mine, came into view.

“What . . . w-what do you want with me? Why are you—”

Something hard pressed against my belly, and a small whimper escaped my mouth.

A grin spread his lips, then his hips ground against mine, grinding his growing erection against me.

“You are mine.” He sniffed my neck.

“No, I’m not.” What he had done finally registered. “Wait. Did you just smell me?”

“I did.” His grin widened. “You are sweet.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I wiggled under him, and the movement only added more friction between my body and his. “I’m not a piece of meat or food.”

My eyes widened, and the air rushed from my lungs.

“Oh, God.” I swallowed hard. “Does your kind e-eat mammals, h-humans?” My heart jackhammered in my chest. “Is that why . . . Are you going to—”

“Devour you? No,” he whispered with a thickened voice.

His eyes took on a brighter glow, and his tongue slid across his lips in a sexually suggestive manner.

“But for you, my mate, I’d make an exception.” He winked, then bowed his head, capturing my mouth.

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About the Creator

Avery Meadows

I'm a North American author who writes alien romance stories about sassy, strong women and alpha men. You can read more episodes of this story on Radish and Kindle Vella. :)

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran5 months ago

    Omg, this was so amazing! I just couldn't stop reading. Going to read the next part now!

  • Jori T. Sheppard6 months ago

    Fantastic idea. Great premise. Very creative and enjoyable. Keep up the good work

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  • Colleen Millsteed6 months ago

    OMG Avery this is brilliant. I love the fast pace and the story line. Old with the new. I love it.

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