Crimson Tree Publishing is proud to present a new release, Dating An Alien Popstar by Kendra L. Saunders.
Daisy Kirkwood has only just escaped her small-town life and run away to New York City, the land of last-minute secret gigs at famous musical venues, when she's kidnapped by aliens. Unfortunately, no one ever writes about how to handle alien abduction in those fancy NYC guidebooks.
Griffin and Dev are supermassively sexy aliens from a politically and environmentally troubled planet who arrive on Earth with very little knowledge about human ways other than what they learned from a wayward E! News signal. Their mission is to pretend to be the most influential people on the planet—English pop stars, of course!—and gain the help of a powerful secret society. Upon arriving, they abduct Daisy Kirkwood, a nerdy young woman who loves music but could seriously use a bit of help in the love-life department. Though Griffin and Daisy initially squabble, neither can deny the intergalactic sparks whenever they're too close to each other. Together, they must face murderous aliens, cultural misunderstandings, bad backup musicians, and the dark side of fame and the media, all set against a tight deadline…
Part High Fidelity, part Bridget Jones' Diary, part Doctor Who, Dating an Alien Pop Star is a sexy romantic comedy.
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My
mom could win an Olympic medal in worrying. She’s always prepared
for worst-case scenarios, preaches about stranger danger, and enjoys
watching disaster films for ‘research.’ She still hasn’t quite
recovered from my decision four months ago to quit my boring office
job, take all of my money out of savings, and follow my favorite band
around America on their LEMONADE FROM LEMONS tour. I’m pretty sure,
according to my aunt, that Mom throws around the phrase “psychotic
break” when she talks about that period in my life.
mom could win an Olympic medal in worrying. She’s always prepared
for worst-case scenarios, preaches about stranger danger, and enjoys
watching disaster films for ‘research.’ She still hasn’t quite
recovered from my decision four months ago to quit my boring office
job, take all of my money out of savings, and follow my favorite band
around America on their LEMONADE FROM LEMONS tour. I’m pretty sure,
according to my aunt, that Mom throws around the phrase “psychotic
break” when she talks about that period in my life.
My
subsequent, and penniless, move to NYC caused her to renew her
anxiety medication prescription and buy six books about living in the
city. Of all the things she’s underlined, circled, and shared with
me, including instructions for what to do if you’re mugged and how
to escape your apartment if the building catches fire, I think the
only thing she hasn’t covered is alien abduction and accidental
pregnancy. The latter, especially, is something even she doesn’t
worry about, considering that my last real date was… well, five
years ago.
subsequent, and penniless, move to NYC caused her to renew her
anxiety medication prescription and buy six books about living in the
city. Of all the things she’s underlined, circled, and shared with
me, including instructions for what to do if you’re mugged and how
to escape your apartment if the building catches fire, I think the
only thing she hasn’t covered is alien abduction and accidental
pregnancy. The latter, especially, is something even she doesn’t
worry about, considering that my last real date was… well, five
years ago.
I
walk toward my day job on Prince St. in SoHo, thinking of how exactly
I’ll handle my day and night jobs tomorrow, considering my
schedules overlap by ten minutes. I’m a waitress at my evening job,
and I’m fairly certain my boss is Satan’s cousin. He spends most
of our interactions calling me rude names or staring at my butt,
rather than actually listening to anything I have to say. He also
loves to schedule me at times when I’ve told him I’m not
physically capable of working. It’s a hobby of his.
walk toward my day job on Prince St. in SoHo, thinking of how exactly
I’ll handle my day and night jobs tomorrow, considering my
schedules overlap by ten minutes. I’m a waitress at my evening job,
and I’m fairly certain my boss is Satan’s cousin. He spends most
of our interactions calling me rude names or staring at my butt,
rather than actually listening to anything I have to say. He also
loves to schedule me at times when I’ve told him I’m not
physically capable of working. It’s a hobby of his.
Despite
the evil boss and scheduling conflicts, I like my day job at a
clothing store and have my eyes on a music shop in the West Village.
I’ve sent my resume to the owner twice, stopped by and said hello a
number of times, and special-ordered a few rare items to show off my
musical prowess. So far, I haven’t been offered the job, and I’ve
spent more than I can afford on rare vinyl, but it’ll be worth it
in the end. There’s no greater dream than to work in a real record
store in New York City. I’d get to wear my favorite vintage music
tees and rock-star-off-duty jeans every day. Spend my nights out at
concert venues, catching obscure new bands and secret shows from
established acts.
the evil boss and scheduling conflicts, I like my day job at a
clothing store and have my eyes on a music shop in the West Village.
I’ve sent my resume to the owner twice, stopped by and said hello a
number of times, and special-ordered a few rare items to show off my
musical prowess. So far, I haven’t been offered the job, and I’ve
spent more than I can afford on rare vinyl, but it’ll be worth it
in the end. There’s no greater dream than to work in a real record
store in New York City. I’d get to wear my favorite vintage music
tees and rock-star-off-duty jeans every day. Spend my nights out at
concert venues, catching obscure new bands and secret shows from
established acts.
I’ll
get it. I just need to be persistent. Maybe tomorrow morning I can
pop by there first thing, before work, and remind them of how perfect
I’d be for the job. After all, my friend, Kammie, who has lived in
the city for a lot longer than I have and even has her own little
recording studio, says that persistence is the most important thing
in this city—
get it. I just need to be persistent. Maybe tomorrow morning I can
pop by there first thing, before work, and remind them of how perfect
I’d be for the job. After all, my friend, Kammie, who has lived in
the city for a lot longer than I have and even has her own little
recording studio, says that persistence is the most important thing
in this city—
A
man with shaggy, blond hair reaches out and catches my arm.
man with shaggy, blond hair reaches out and catches my arm.
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About the Author:
Kendra L. Saunders is a time-and-space traveling fashionista author who writes books about magical, dark-haired men, interviews famous people, and suggests way too many bands to you via whatever social media platform she can get her hands on. She writes with good humor because humor is the best weapon for a girl who can't learn karate (or ballroom dancing). She is the author of upcoming sci-fi rom-com DATING AN ALIEN POP STAR, upcoming fantastical comedy THE UNLOVE SPELL, the magic realism novel INANIMATE OBJECTS, the dark comedy DEATH AND MR. RIGHT and the poetry collection GEMINIS AND PAST LIVES.
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