Why are impossible heroes and abduction so hot?
When I originally wrote Alien Mate, I didn’t realize how many readers would dive on my humorous tale of a stubborn earthling being abducted by a naked—very sexy—blue alien. Apparently, there’s many of us who have a secret fantasy of being kidnapped by super muscled, extraterrestrial hunks who not only want to probe us, but fall in love.
I found this interesting and in retrospect think it falls in line with the huge popularity of paranormal romance in general. I think there’s a lot of people who fantasize about a special hero, you know the one. He’s sexy, powerful and different. When he discovers you, a regular old human, he can’t help but fall head over heels. I mean come on, sure human men can be cute and whatnot, but can they claim us as their mates with a spiritual bond or take us to the stars—outside of bed that is. I would never admit this to my hubby, but I’m not immune to the dream of someone with super powers falling madly in love with me. I wonder if my husband would notice his sandwich glowing if I dosed it with radioactive material so I could create my very own, mutant hero?
Of course, creating my own paranormal hunk wouldn’t get me abducted, so I’d have to throw in a bad guy who is after my virtue forcing my husband to come after me with his new super powers. When I protest we can’t be together since I’m not awesome enough for him, he’d kidnap me and take me to some remote place, inaccessible by normal humans for a wild rollicking time. <giggle>
Okay now that I’ve amused myself, I have to ask. Does lusting—er, I meant enjoying—a tale about an alien or paranormal male, make it harder for us to find and settle for a plain, human man? Even as we appreciate our boyfriend/husband do we look to the stars wondering if our time for a probe and abduction of our own is ever going to come? Do we fantasize as we shop for groceries in the meat section if we’re going to run into a shapeshifter who takes one sniff of us and knows instantly we’re fated to be mates?
I wouldn’t give up my husband for the world for he’s not only the father of my three little monsters, but also my best friend. But, I still think deep down, he’s an alien on an undercover mission to earth and when he has to leave for his home planet, he’s taking me and the kids. And once we’re on our way to the stars, he’s going to revert back to his sexy blue self, rippled abs and all, to conduct a very thorough probe on me J
I do hope you’ll visit my home on the web @ http://www.EveLanglais.com for I’ve got lots of twisted romantic tales, and other intriguing stories to tempt varied palates. Thanks for stopping by and a bigger thanks to Terry for offering me the chance to speak.








This puts a whole new spin on alien “probe.” I love it! : )