Official Description: What will happen to the astronaut, Bella Swan, when she is unable to make it back to her ship on Mars and close to death? Who will come to her rescue and what will she learn about what else is “out there?” Rated Mature for language and lemons.

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So I have been a sci-fi geek forever. And the fact that the Sci-Fi Channel changed its name to SyFy makes me shudder every time I see the logo, because I feel it is a bastardization of the genre. But I digress. The point is I’m a bit of a space fanatic. Have been since the first grade when I lied to my class and said that my uncle was an astronaut. And my Twilight obsession is officially two years old, with my fic obsession only months younger. I read voraciously, and have yet to run across a space fic. That is, until I read In The Deepest Space by loss4words.
I am not going to lie; I started bouncing in my seat when I read the summary for this fic.

What will happen to the astronaut, Bella Swan, when she is unable to make it back to her ship on Mars and close to death? Who will come to her rescue and what will she learn about what else is “out there?”

Astronaut? Check. Outer-space peril? Check. Aliens disguised as Cullens? Check, check and check. I’m in!
The first paragraphs have us agonizing with Bella as she takes her last breaths, her thoughts of Charlie and Renee, and her final regrets, feeling she was an ungrateful daughter to her father. As her world dims, we are introduced to Esssme and Emmeet. They are charged with the task of saving Bella, and it is a race against time. Essssme knows that Bella has taken her last breath, and Emmeet scoops Bella up and takes her to their ship, where she is, indeed revived. Essssme and Emmeet, along with Carliss, Ah-lisss, Jasspeer, Roe-salie, and last, but certainly not least, Edwaird, are humanoid aliens from the planet Sisla. Bella is awakened and begins to unravel the mystery set before her. As she adjusts to the realization that everyone she loves-Charlie, Renee, Phil, Jake- is likely dead and she will never be returned to Earth, Ah-lisss drops the bomb that she is to be mated to Edwaird. Traveling through space toward Sisla, Bella comes up on the learning curve of her hosts and we learn that they are, indeed, very sensual beings. If the space ship’s a-rockin,’ then don’t come a-knockin.’
One of my favorite passages happens in the most recent chapter:

I take several long moments to ogle his chest. He is slightly built but has a more languid frame than I expect. His chest is smooth, and he has defined pectorals and abs but still not like body builder ripped or anything. Across the top of his pecs, where his heart is, there is spattering of golden freckles, and a lump builds in my throat. They are familiar to me. What does that mean? He allows me time to look at him, and finally, I bend my head to his chest and kiss the freckles.
When I look back up at his face, there is something there in his eyes that I can’t quiet explain. While there is definitely a look of hunger there, there is something else as well. I dare not say love, because I could never hope that he could feel that for me so soon, but it could be very close to it.
I lightly trace the pattern of the freckles with my finger and begin to trail it up Edwaird’s body, over his collarbones, up the column of his neck, to the lobe of his ear, and finally behind and over his ear holes.
“What are these called? I ask in a whisper.
He swallows thickly before answering me in a deep voice, “Flain.”
“Flain,” I whisper as I trace around the holes, then dip my finger around the groove that curves the shell of his ear.
“Bell-a,” he groans out my name, and it makes me grow wetter.
“Does that feel good, Edwaird?” I purr.
“The mossssst erogenoussss zzzzone we have, Bell-a. Your torture pleassssuressss me. I need you mossssst urgently.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice!

It made me want to go rub on my hub’s ears and see what it got me.
I can’t tell you how much I am enjoying loss4words’ storytelling. Bella’s internal monologues are funny and poignant at times. She is handling her situation as well as can be expected. NASA would be proud. The points of view of the aliens are so very unique, from the new language to the imaginative world in which they live and things that they have seen and lived through. It is such a fresh take on our old friends from Forks. We have so many things to look forward to, such as Emmeet giving birth, the gang’s arrival at Sisla, Edwaird and Bella’s mating, and how the people of Sisla will accept Bella. There is so little predictability that even those reluctant to try sci-fi might just enjoy it anyway based on the fact that it is simply wonderful fic!

If you are not reading “In The Deepest Space,” you are missing out my friends!! The first chapter had me hooked and it’s now on my “drop whatever the hell I’m doing and read it right the fuck now list!”

This is one of the most unique fic’s that I’ve read. When I found the recommendation for this on Twitter, I kinda expected a crack fic, but Alienward piqued my instrest so I gave it a shot and was so glad that I did. Definitely not a crack fic!

What I love about this fic is that it never fails to make me laugh…the communication between the Alien Cullen Tribe and Astronaut Bella is a riot. The Cullen’s have their own alien language and earthling Bella’s attempts to find ways to make them understand her is a hoot, kinda like this:

I’m suddenly reminded of my humanity as I feel a stab of pain in my abdomen. I really need to piss. “Um, could you direct me to the bathroom?”

“Bath rooom?” Ah-lisss questions, confusion written plainly on her face.

“Umm, urinate…expel?” I hope they will understand one of these words.

Emmeet jumps up quickly and raises his hand in the air, kind of pumping his arm and yells, “Pi-pee.”

But it is also sexy, leaves my mind reeling with questions and theories, as well as satisfying my desire for an alternate reality. It has been a blast getting to know these characters and there way of life and this is only just the beginning. Alienward has become my new favorite Edward…or Edwaird in this case! Here is a little peek at Bella’s reaction to him:

He is tall and lean, at least a foot and a half taller than I am, and God-almighty-in-heaven, his scent is divine. I maintain some semblance of manners and a brain to not reach up on my tip toes and lick his chin, but I want to. Yes I do. My fingers twitch in their want to touch those holes, and I flex them, then ball them into a fist.

He keeps eye contact with me and then, taking a really long blink, leans in toward my ear, and whispers, “xhuh-xhuh.”

“Xhuh-xhuh?” I ask, not knowing what the fuck he is talking about. No longer able to control myself with his warm breath on my ear, I reach up and gently brush my finger over the three small holes.

Loss4words literally takes me to another galaxy far far away with the kidney bean chairs, jizz filled bathtubs, pregnant Emmeet, a shower that I would die for and, of course, Edwaird! She really paints a picture for you and leaves you wanting more.

This fic is severely under-reviewed in my opinion! Loss4words even does a voice recording of each chapter so you can listen and get a real glimpse of how crazy the Cullen’s sound! Go give it a shot and leave her some love, I promise you won’t regret it!

A few months ago, I “bought” the amazing and fuckhot loss4words in the FGB auction. We’d had a running joke about ferengi and the fact that their ears are erogenous zones for them, so when she asked me what kind of story I wanted, I told her that I’d like for her to incorporate that into the story. Oh, and if she could use this as picspiration, I wouldn’t complain:

What I never dreamed was that her mind was so awesome that she’d come up with the genius that is In the Deepest Space. It’s otherworldy. It’s hot. It’s funny. It’s amazing.

I don’t know what else I can add to what aciepey and Sarabella Cullen said. There’s nothing else like it. You should read it.

I lightly trace the pattern of the freckles with my finger and begin to trail it up Edwaird’s body, over his collarbones, up the column of his neck, to the lobe of his ear, and finally behind and over his ear holes.

“What are these called? I ask in a whisper.

He swallows thickly before answering me in a deep voice, “Flain.”

“Flain,” I whisper as I trace around the holes, then dip my finger around the groove that curves the shell of his ear.

“Bell-a,” he groans out my name, and it makes me grow wetter.

“Does that feel good, Edwaird?” I purr.

“The mossssst erogenoussss zzzzone we have, Bell-a. Your torture pleassssuressss me. I need you mossssst urgently.”

He doesn’t have to tell me twice!

And this, omr this:

Ah-lisss lowers her hand then and looks me directly in the eyes for several moments. I hold her gaze, trying to convey whatever it is that she needs me too, then she abruptly turns away from me.

“The union is decided,” Ah-liss announces, and all eyes in the room fall on me.

Trust me when I say you’ve never read anythiing like this. Listen to it, and love it like I do!