Showing results for "Jacks" in Science Fiction

Ryak is a strong, silent, drop-dead gorgeous alien warrior, and he doesn't even acknowledge my existence. But when he needs a fake mate, it means he's going to have to choose me. I'm the only human female not yet attached to a winged alien warrior on this dystopian planet. I'm the only one who can carry off the pretense of being his mate at the gathering of the species where the fate of this world will be decided. The Gryn are expected to send a mated warrior and that's where I come in.

Meet Kyt, the rogue alien warrior version of a playboy. He's all devilish good looks and angelic alien badness. He lives for the party, until my nearly catastrophic error means he's put in charge of me. Playboy no longer, he's just become the boss from hell and he's in the perfect position to ensure I do his every bidding. If I don't please him, and we don't manage to break the sentient AI that controls all organic life on this planet, then we're both in a whole heap of trouble.

He's a terrifying brute of a male that I can't help but fear. Ripped away from Earth and everything I know, I'm stuck in a lair of alien warriors, including him. The one that stares at me, threatens me. Hates me. Until he brings me his broken feather and asks me to mend him. What else can I do? Back home, I was a falconer, training and taming birds of prey. What are the chances I can tame this fearsome predator, before he decides I'm his next meal?

I only went out to the supermarket. Then I was abducted. By aliens. Freaking aliens! What the hell? So now I'm on another planet, at the mercy of one massive alien predator . . . And what an alien he is! Big muscles everywhere, handsome, winged, and with a burning desire to eat me. Whole. Jyr is the leader of a fearsome alien species known as the Gryn. Dark and dangerous, winged and clawed, these predators need females, and he believes he already owns me.

I’d won a battle, but the war still stood before me. Yes, I’d defeated Steel Eyes, but it meant nothing. My girls, on the other hand, meant the world, the galaxy, the universe, to me. Holo, the AI with a body to die for and a mind as sharp as a Terrulean battle axe. Kit-Kat — a sassy, smart and drop-dead gorgeous catgirl. The demon, Frix — so hot she could burn a hole in any man’s heart. Zen? Well, she was a possibility but not a certainty. The foxkin intrigued me, enticed me. Would destiny see us get together?

Myk is the rogue alien warrior's brooding weapons master. Fresh from his hell-like forge, he's the definition of an alien angel of death. He thinks he knows what will heal him. He wants a child. And he's chosen me to fulfil this desire. I can't deny that there's something about Myk that calls to my bruised heart. An alien bad boy who needs my help. But do I want to give him my body, when all I want to do is feed his soul? Can I enter into this arrangement without risking everything . . . again?

After having foiled multiple assassination attempts during his training, fighting pirates, and encountering a group of terrorists bent on destroying entire solar systems. Desmond McLaughlin thought he’d have an easier time of it on official deployment.

Running from a loveless marriage, I disguised myself and tricked my way aboard the starship captained by my Fated Mate. Only Turk doesn’t know we’re meant to be together and how can I tell him when he thinks I’m a boy? I don’t dare reveal my true identity but what happens when my body starts craving his and he finds out who I really am? Will he believe we’re meant to be together…or send me back to the cruel old man who paid for me?

What do you do when you meet your soul mate…and she refuses to believe you belong together? J’orn is a seven-foot-tall Kindred warrior and that’s his dilemma. He’s been in love with Kara from the start, but because she’s older than him, she won’t even consider him as a romantic interest. But then she buys an economy ticket to Paradise Prime and ends up sitting in his lap during the journey. J’orn tries to warn her of the Kidnapping ring operating there, but she refuses to listen.

Dr. Sylvia Cooper can’t stand her Kindred bodyguard. Sure, Kross is seven feet of ripped, smoldering alien hotness—but he’s also a sarcastic pain in the ass who keeps meddling in her missions. When he tries to block her latest expedition—tracking down a miracle plant that could heal spinal injuries—she ignores his warnings about the dangerous planet... and the rumors of the infamous Dr. Barbarous.

I've been invisible my entire life. Wishing for the right someone to notice me, I tapped into something mystical and got so much more than I bargained for. Now two gorgeous gargoyles insist I'm their queen and their mate . . . if I can survive the royal selection trials. Will these fated mates fly away to find happily ever after? Or will a centuries-old rivalry destroy their world and ours?

Die Ice Planet Barbarians bringen alle Herzen zum Schmelzen! Kaum zu fassen, oder? Raahosh, einer der blauen Alienmänner von Not-Hoth, hat mich entführt, damit ich mich unsterblich in ihn verliebe. Das wäre ja noch schöner! Okay, er ist unglaublich sexy, aber diese unwiderstehliche Anziehungskraft, die von ihm ausgeht, ist reine Biologie. Da sind keine Gefühle im Spiel. Das liegt alles an dem Symbionten, den alle auf Not-Hoth aufnehmen müssen, damit sie auf diesem unwirtlichen Eisplaneten überleben können. Der Symbiont sorgt dafür, dass Raahosh glaubt, dass wir füreinander bestimmt sind.

Simon Quigley had no idea what to expect when he agreed to do this for the money, but the eight-foot-tall pink alien isn't what he was expecting. For starters, Simon's straight. And Mohrn isn't a girl. The contract? It's unbreakable. It's going to be a long five years.

Dieser Eisplanet bringt jedes Herz zum Schmelzen! Georgie und einige andere Frauen wurden von Aliens entführt und sind auf einem fremden Planeten abgestürzt: einem Eisplaneten mit Schneestürmen und lebensbedrohlichen Temperaturen, auf dem es weit und breit nur Schnee und Kälte gibt. Georgie macht sich mit der einzigen wetterfesten Kleidung auf die Suche nach Hilfe, um ihre Begleiterinnen und sich zu retten. Und tatsächlich findet sie diese auch: Vektal, ein großer blauer Einheimischer, ist nicht nur äußerst hilfsbereit, sondern auch ziemlich sexy.

Jeret hasn't looked back since running away from life as a crown prince and joining the Crux Ansata's crew. Letting Jeret escape was the biggest black mark on bounty hunter Dagan Nu'aim's otherwise distinguished years as a royal guard. When he catches Jeret back in-system, Dagan seizes the chance to regain his lost honor and bring the wayward prince home. Jeret's not so sure he wants to go, but the reignition of his old crush on Dagan complicates the issue. As the two unravel a tangled plot against the crown, their old friendship lights up with a fiery desire.

Killian O'Neal has a plan. The governor's son, Neith, has been enslaved in a high-end brothel. Killian's going to break him out, take him home and collect a reward. It's a daring mercenary rescue. What could go wrong? A lot, as it turns out. The governor doesn't want his son back, the ship and crew are on the run from the slavers, and Neith is in withdrawal from a drug that instills in him a desperate lust. A passionate heat flares between Killian and Neith - but is it just the effects of the drugs still in Neith's system, or could it be something more permanent?