Scythe: Alien Romance and Science Fiction Adventure (Dimension Drift Prequels Book 1)

I'm Meimi Archer, your regular high school science geek for hire. Ever since the Authority took over the United Americas, you either live inside a domed city (where you're watched 24-7) or you scrape by on illegal money and hide out in the sticks. Guess what category I fall into? I do what I have to in order to keep Mom and me safely off-grid. Sure, it's dangerous to create high-tech gizmos for a criminal overlord called the Scythe, but it's a necessary means to an end.

Long story short, everything's fine until I screw up a job. Badly. My home slips into two-dimensional space-time, only lasting for a few seconds, but the move still sets off about a dozen government alarms. If they track me down, Mom and I are good as dead. I need to pay someone off, hide the evidence, and keep us safe. Fast.

That's when a hottie named Thorne materializes in my kitchen. We share a bizarre mind-meld moment before he vows to do anything that ensures I survive. He's about my age, wears black body armor, and says he came to "this version of Earth" from another planet. Hey, I'll take all the help I can get. Plus, Thorne has dimples...

Long story short, everything's fine until I screw up a job. Badly. My home slips into two-dimensional space-time, only lasting for a few seconds, but the move still sets off about a dozen government alarms. If they track me down, Mom and I are good as dead. I need to pay someone off, hide the evidence, and keep us safe. Fast.

I'm Meimi Archer, your regular high school science geek for hire. Ever since the Authority took over the United Americas, you either live inside a domed city (where you're watched 24-7) or you scrape by on illegal money and hide out in the sticks. Guess what category I fall into? I do what I have to in order to keep Mom and me safely off-grid. Sure, it's dangerous to create high-tech gizmos for a criminal overlord called the Scythe, but it's a necessary means to an end.

That's when a hottie named Thorne materializes in my kitchen. We share a bizarre mind-meld moment before he vows to do anything that ensures I survive. He's about my age, wears black body armor, and says he came to "this version of Earth" from another planet. Hey, I'll take all the help I can get. Plus, Thorne has dimples...

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