Dyingâs actually not so bad.
Almost immediately, Iâm finding that the afterlife has its perks. Like the hot, blue-skinned angel of death whoâs whisking my body away from the surface of the Earth. I donât protest when he beams the two of us straight into his opulent bedroom and then makes me see stars.
Then I see double...His equally sexy twin brother is hotter than a supernova and wants to probe me solely for my pleasure.
Wait? Probe?
Thatâs when I realize this is more than a fantasy. Because Iâm not dead. Iâve been abducted by aliens! They say Iâm their soulmate, their destiny, and theyâre never letting me go.