Wanted: Handsome Alien Abductor by Myra Nour Read Free Book Online

boys tried very hard to maintain balance, but none could stand for over a few seconds, much less walk.
    Ryja saw her, waved, and started walking toward her. The bubble moved with him, looking like it didn't move at all as he walked.
    She took a tentative step, then another. It was like normal walking, except the shield moved with her.
    "Are you all right?” He stopped next to her.
    "It was scary, but I'm fine."
    "What do you think?” He spread his arms wide.
    Only then did Amber look around, and then spun in a circle inside her shield. Her mouth dropped open. Their bubbles rested on the edge of a steep cliff. Below them, a huge valley stretched to the craggy mountains ringing it.
    Herds of duck bills stood around, grazing on leafy bushes. She watched, fascinated, as they chewed slowly, reminding her of cows. Beside the large lake, Stegosaurus and Brachiosaurus drank. There were other species she couldn't name, including the smaller one that reminded her of an armadillo with its plated armor. Amber spied two Triceratops and her heart thudded. There were her old favorites, big horns and all.
    "Ryja.” She was speechless after whispering his name. They really had traveled back in time. He wasn't kidding or crazy.
    "I know. It's not Arrak , but I still admire the savage beauty of this place and the
    creatures.” He sat down, and she did the same. “We have plenty of time to observe them."
    Not taking her eyes off the herds of dinosaur, she remembered his lessons. They had four hours in which to record before the life support ran down. She had paid attention to what he told her, even though she couldn't really comprehend time jumping.
    Earlier, she had asked him what would happen if they ran into trouble. He had looked puzzled, and then again explained the safety of the shields. But then she had asked “what if there were mechanical failure” while they were on a jump.
    Ryja had smiled and told Amber his communicator automatically signaled the ship every hour. How it did that through a time jump she had no idea, and didn't ask Ryja. He would probably give her some example like the TV again.
    Amber's impression of Ryja was that he was similar to Earth men who had to own every tool as a toy that made a man's heart happy, but had no clue how the more technical items worked. Ryja certainly seemed to have whatever he needed for traveling in space, and then jumping through time.
    Anyway, he'd explained that if the ship's computer didn't hear back from him during the check-in time, it would beam him back through time to the ship. It was a failsafe in case of mechanical or other problems.
    "What if your communicator or time jump equipment didn't work,” she asked.
    "Well,” he shrugged. “Then I'd have to get used to living in a different historical period, on whatever planet I was studying at the time."
    Amber came out of her thoughts as a roar drew her eyes back to the plains below. An Allosaurus jumped from a line of tall trees and started chasing one of the duck bills. The whole herd, including other types of herbivores stampeded.
    The blood from her face rushed downward. Poor duck bill. She didn't want to see it ripped apart. Taking a deep breath, Amber tried to be objective as the huge carnivore tripped the clumsy dinosaur. She was here to watch, and the predatory act had passed away millions of years ago.
    Still, it was hard to watch the Allosaurus rip into the other dinosaur with clawed feet, and then tear chunks from its screaming, thrashing body. Amber finally looked away.
    "It's okay,” he said softly. “Remember, they can't see, hear, or smell us."
    An ear-splitting roar that literally shook the ground, made her freeze in place. Stiffly, she swiveled, and squealed at the sight of a huge T-Rex standing no more than 30 feet from them. Its fierce eyes looked right at her, in spite of what Ryja said about them being invisible.
    Amber tried to run, but ended up stumbling. She barely maintained her feet. Out of the corner