ROMANCE: Sleeping With the Alpha Wolf (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Shapeshifter Fantasy New Adult Alpha Male) Read Free Page A
Author: Katherine Ward
Ads: Link
and what she drew was what are most commonly these days as “gray men”. You know, the tall skinny guys with gray skin, huge heads, and big black eyes. Daniels was flabbergasted, and seeing the nurse was exhausted, he sent her home for the day. Daniels found out the next day when the nurse didn’t show up for work that she had been inexplicably transferred to England the very day Daniels sent her home.
After that, the film ended and we walked around the small museum for a couple of hours examining every little exhibit they had, and then my grandpa bought me a little-stuffed toy of one of the little green men. As we left the museum, grandma turned to both of us and said:
“Well, then, that was pointless wasn’t it?”
But my grandpa stared down at me with me clutching my little green man doll and gave me a wink.
Yeah, from that moment on, I was hooked.
My grandparents thought I would get over the whole UFO thing by the time I was a teenager, and when that didn’t happen, they thought for sure I would be over it by the time I graduated high school.
Nope, that didn’t happen either.
When I went away to college, they were 100% positive I would be way too busy with my studies, and that eventually I would meet a nice boy and get caught up in college life and becoming an adult.
And while I did ended up meeting a few boys—none of them in the least bit nice, but they served their purpose while they were around—and I didn’t get caught up in college life. In fact, I flat out hated college life and was anxious to just get on with my adult life. Which in my junior year that was exactly what I did. I dropped out of Northern Arizona University because my website—UFOArchives.com—became a huge hit, and with the amount of money, I was generating from ad revenue as well as speaking engagements around the country, going to school was actually costing me money.
After I dropped out and moved to Sedona, AZ—The western capital of all things weird and bizarre—I went from Dawn Phillips, student, to Dawn Phillips, the foremost expert on aliens and UFO’s in the western the United States. Yeah, I had turned my obsession into a career. I mean, don’t get me wrong, not all of my money comes from the lecture circuit, my books, and my website, because I’m also one hell of a website designer with average hourly currently hovering around $300. But as you’ve probably already guessed, the bulk of my web design clients all come from the UFO and conspiracy community.
Grandma hated the fact that I dropped out of school. Of course, her generation thought of college as nothing more than a singles club where nice young women met and married the doctors and lawyers of their dreams. Grandpa didn’t mind one bit. Grandpa was a retired non-com officer, so his general belief was that all college really did was extend out childhood another 4 years before you had to go out and get a real job. Plus, well, grandpa secretly liked the alien stuff just as much as I did, and he was happy I was able to make a career out of it.
And don’t get me wrong, I love my job. I love studying and delving into the conspiracy of all types. My obsession with UFO’s has since spilled over into the JFK assignation (If you think Oswald was the lone shooter—or if you think he was the shooter at all—you’re an idiot.), the Moon Landing (We were there, but we found something that we shouldn’t have, and all of the footage that was shown to the world was all recorded on a soundstage.), the MLK assignation (The minute he went from advocating for just black Americans to all poor Americans was the worst mistake he ever made. Also, accepting the Nobel Peace Prize didn’t help him out either.), I even dabble a little in things water fluoridation. But the biggest downside to my job is that it's pretty lonely.
As you can probably imagine, the conspiracy community is mostly made up of me. But, they’re
After that, the film ended and we walked around the small museum for a couple of hours examining every little exhibit they had, and then my grandpa bought me a little-stuffed toy of one of the little green men. As we left the museum, grandma turned to both of us and said:
“Well, then, that was pointless wasn’t it?”
But my grandpa stared down at me with me clutching my little green man doll and gave me a wink.
Yeah, from that moment on, I was hooked.
My grandparents thought I would get over the whole UFO thing by the time I was a teenager, and when that didn’t happen, they thought for sure I would be over it by the time I graduated high school.
Nope, that didn’t happen either.
When I went away to college, they were 100% positive I would be way too busy with my studies, and that eventually I would meet a nice boy and get caught up in college life and becoming an adult.
And while I did ended up meeting a few boys—none of them in the least bit nice, but they served their purpose while they were around—and I didn’t get caught up in college life. In fact, I flat out hated college life and was anxious to just get on with my adult life. Which in my junior year that was exactly what I did. I dropped out of Northern Arizona University because my website—UFOArchives.com—became a huge hit, and with the amount of money, I was generating from ad revenue as well as speaking engagements around the country, going to school was actually costing me money.
After I dropped out and moved to Sedona, AZ—The western capital of all things weird and bizarre—I went from Dawn Phillips, student, to Dawn Phillips, the foremost expert on aliens and UFO’s in the western the United States. Yeah, I had turned my obsession into a career. I mean, don’t get me wrong, not all of my money comes from the lecture circuit, my books, and my website, because I’m also one hell of a website designer with average hourly currently hovering around $300. But as you’ve probably already guessed, the bulk of my web design clients all come from the UFO and conspiracy community.
Grandma hated the fact that I dropped out of school. Of course, her generation thought of college as nothing more than a singles club where nice young women met and married the doctors and lawyers of their dreams. Grandpa didn’t mind one bit. Grandpa was a retired non-com officer, so his general belief was that all college really did was extend out childhood another 4 years before you had to go out and get a real job. Plus, well, grandpa secretly liked the alien stuff just as much as I did, and he was happy I was able to make a career out of it.
And don’t get me wrong, I love my job. I love studying and delving into the conspiracy of all types. My obsession with UFO’s has since spilled over into the JFK assignation (If you think Oswald was the lone shooter—or if you think he was the shooter at all—you’re an idiot.), the Moon Landing (We were there, but we found something that we shouldn’t have, and all of the footage that was shown to the world was all recorded on a soundstage.), the MLK assignation (The minute he went from advocating for just black Americans to all poor Americans was the worst mistake he ever made. Also, accepting the Nobel Peace Prize didn’t help him out either.), I even dabble a little in things water fluoridation. But the biggest downside to my job is that it's pretty lonely.
As you can probably imagine, the conspiracy community is mostly made up of me. But, they’re
Similar Books
The Lifeboat Clique
Kathy Parks
Bleeding Violet
Dia Reeves
Fish Out of Water
Ros Baxter
Patient Z
Becky Black
If I Could Do It Again
Ashley Stoyanoff
Battle Scars
Sheryl Nantus
And Condors Danced
Zilpha Keatley Snyder
Good Girl Gone Plaid
Shelli Stevens
Tamam Shud
Kerry Greenwood
The Language of Flowers
Vanessa Diffenbaugh