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enemies to lovers, stern alpha hero, smart heroine
POSSESSED BY THE ALIEN PRINCE
enemies to lovers, sweet alpha hero, kickass heroine
POSSESSED BY THE ALIEN WARLORD
grumpy/sunshine, size difference
POSSESSED BY THE ALIEN PROTECTOR
breeding-obsessed hero, virgin heroine
POSSESSED BY THE ALIEN RENEGADE
grumpy/sunshine, primal chase
POSSESSED BY THE ALIEN HERO
opposites attract, dirty-talking hero, smart heroine
Dive into six steamy alien romances where protective alien warriors claim the human women who are their fated mates in this pulse-pounding series full of scorching heat, adventure, and heartfelt happily ever afters!
FATED MATES OF THE VAROOL
Read on for a sneak peek of book one,Possessed by the Alien King.
CHAPTER ONE
Deirdre
TODAY WAS SUPPOSED to be the happiest day of my life.
What a freaking joke.
I guess it could be worse. I could hate the man I was about to marry, but to do that, I’d have to know him. While the peace treaty stipulated “a personage of the royal line,” the Varool hadn’t given us the groom’s name. With my luck, it would be an eighth cousin twice removed who lived on their worst ship.
Except the Varool had no “worst ship.” As far as our military could tell, all of the aliens’ high-tech warships were in pristine condition. It was part of why I was in this mess.
The narrow viewport chilled my skin as I pressed my forehead to it, craning my neck for a better view of the planet below. Storms swirled across the surface of Sagittarian One in brilliant streaks of white cloud. Every patch of clear sky showed a surface painted in swaths of green, blue, and brown. The achingly beautiful world was supposed to give humanity a much-needed second chance.
Instead, it motivated us to make a horrible mistake.
If only Dad had found another way. If only the virus had been stable. If only…
I slapped the metal bulkhead and pushed away from the viewport, the sting of my palm nothing compared to the aching tightness in my chest. Wishing wouldn’t wake me from the nightmare the past few months had plunged me into.
I stuffed my tablet in between the clothes in my bag and sealed the whole thing tight before dropping it beside the door. Amazing to think my entire life could be reduced down to this. Then again, no one in the fleet had the luxury of much beyond necessities. We existed on a strict recycling regimen everyone adhered to—even the daughter of the admiral.
At least I wouldn’t miss this tiny room with its scuffed plastic and metal walls. I’d only been on Chandra Station for a few months—the fleet’s science ship, theCopernicus, still felt like home, even though the events of today meant I’d never live there again.
“Deirdre!” My mother bustled into my room, a frown creasing her light-brown face. Her hair stuck out in all directions in a fuzzy mess of brown. Mom had given up on taming her curls when Dad died and the survival of every human in the universe fell upon her. Her dress uniform, on the other hand, looked perfect. The heavy, dark-blue fabric held the lines of its formal cut with crisp precision. “Why aren’t you ready yet?”
“Ready?” I reached up to touch my hair. The curls felt springy and crisp, a nice coat of gel holding them in place. They were as good as they got, and doing my hair was as good asIgot. If hubby dearest didn’t like it? Tough.
“I programmed a special outfit. Didn’t you see it?” Mom crossed the room in two steps and tapped at the panel on the white plastic wall. A high whine cut across the pervasive hum of the air circulators. She jabbed the release icon again, muttering, “Stupid system. Why won’t you work?” It was a typical refrain, repeated multiple times a day by everyone in the human fleet. Dwindling supplies and deteriorating equipment forced us to prioritize critical repairs.
Yet her voice held an unusual note of panic, and her movements were stiff and jerky. My normally unflappable mother would willingly put herself in danger for others, but she hated that I was the one doing so this time. She’d tried to talk me out of the marriage a couple of days ago, even though I was the only young woman the Varool considered equivalent to “nobility.”
