He's a thief. And what did he steal? Yours truly. I get it that women are a hot commodity on this planet, but why me? It's not like there weren't others to choose from. Besides, I've just found my sister and I have no desire to be away from her. But this alien doesn't take no for an answer - in English or in his language. So now I'm stuck in a new village with a bunch of Boraq who would rather see me dead than mated to their Masse. However, the more time I spend with the infuriating male, the harder it is to plan my escape. If only I could find a way to stay alive and be his.

However, none of the aliens have picked me as a breeder. Talk about a self-esteem boost. Sure I was horrified like everyone else when we arrived, but after being here without any chance of returning home I've decided to adapt. Now I just need to find a male who's interested in having a family. Then I end up on babysitting duty, except this is no child. Actually, Kolton's one of the most powerful people on the planet, but he's in a bad way and needs help. When I'm offered a ride back to Earth in exchange for taking on this patient I readily accept. 

My alien is engaged. Yeah, I’m still trying to wrap my head around that one. Apparently, Kade and his fiancée are desperate to have a baby, and that’s where I come in. Except the longer I’m around the couple, the more I’m not so sure this is arrangement is a good idea. Or that the happy couple is even happy... There’s a part of me that wants to get pregnant as soon as possible so I can be left in peace. However, each of Kade’s gentle touches and soft kisses compel me to change my mind.

All the other human breeders have males who are head over heels for them, but do I get that? Nope. Not even close. My alien is the future king of the Dravian race and believe me, he acts like a royal jerk. Yeah, sure, he’s hot as hell, but that is not the point. Anyway, I’m still trying to figure out how to get him to do what I want when I stumble onto plans for an assassination. I decide to get involved because if anyone is going to kill the sexy prince, it’s going to be me. Especially if he calls me his “namori” one more time. Whatever that means. 

Aliens. That's right. I said it. I know - it sounds stupid to me also. I'm a psychologist (sort of), so you'd think I'd be able to reason my way out of this mess. Except the reality is that I've been abducted to become their breeder, and it doesn't take an advanced degree to recognize this is all sorts of jacked up. But I digress. Apparently, these aliens are on the brink of extinction and need me and my fellow captives to repopulate. Yay us. I guess it's time to figure out an escape plan before they knock me up. I'll be back later. Hopefully.

When I woke up and took in my surroundings, I knew I was in deep trouble. From the way the aliens eyed me, to the silks draped on everything, including me, it wasn't hard to believe I was in a brothel. What I didn't count on was it being upscale. Apparently, there is a high demand for entertainment across the galaxies, and humans are rare. I would think that's a good thing, but it's not. As the bidding price goes higher and higher, so does my anxiety levels. Who knows what my buyer is going to expect from me, but I can guarantee it's nothing I'd do willingly. Until I meet Castien. 

I'm in an alien zoo. The only problem is I'm the one in the exhibit. If I thought being abducted was scary, it's nothing compared to being gawked at by aliens everyday. Some of them look like they want to eat me while others look like they want to play with me. However, there's one male who stares at me with a blazing hunger that’s as bright as his red hair. It makes me think he wants to eat me and play with me in the most sinful ways. I don't have time for that, but it doesn't stop me from asking for his help. He agrees only if I promise to be his mate.

When I wake up on a strange planet, my first thought is not to go streaking. Actually, it’s to find some clothes and avoid the local natives. Too bad they find me first. Instead of probing me like a normal alien, they make me their prized possession. Yay, right? Nope. Turns out they have intentions for me that are not conducive to my plan to live long and prosper. So I run like Forrest Gump. And smack right into another alien. 

Axen fights like a beast. He terrifies me a little. But maybe he’s exactly what I need. As a doctor, I’m used to thinking logically and staying calm even in intense circumstances, so I thought I was adjusting pretty well to life on Nuthora. Then, the universe threw another curveball at me.

I’ve been swept off my feet before, and I’ve got the bruises to show just how badly that ended. I’m not about to fall at the feet of the next man - or alien - to cross my path. Especially not when he steals me away from home and wants to use me as his broodmare. Kloran is intense and sometimes scary. A prince of his people with a duty so deeply ingrained it’s hard to see where it ends and he begins. But the glimpses of the man beneath the hardened warrior prince make me wonder if there’s something more between us.

I was abducted, sold, then crash-landed on a strange planet...only to be abducted again. And you know the funny thing? I barely even care. I’m numb. You see, I’ve already lost everything. When you’re doing something you love, you never think that it could be the last time. That someone might take your life from you and leave you stranded on a planet where most of the locals are out to get you.

We don’t trust each other. We don’t even like each other. So why does he keep saving my life? I’m not supposed to be here. aBut as our group makes the dangerous trek to the Voxerans’ encampment, one wrong move separates me from the others - and to my shock, it’s Jaro who comes after me. Now we’re stranded together, forced to rely on each other to survive. If we can’t learn to trust each other, there’s a good chance we’ll die out here. And if we do learn to trust each other? Well, maybe we’ll get more than we bargained for.... 

There’s no man I can trust.... I may not be locked up on a slave ship anymore, but I still bear the scars. I miss my life on Earth, but I don’t know how I can go back after what was done to me. The Rutharians took everything, and now all I’m able to see are threats. One of my rescuers, Nion, wants to protect me, but I can’t let him get close. I won’t let myself be taken again.

The aliens who abducted me made a mistake. The Grivath have sold us on Gule - a planet known for dealing in human flesh. The women who are being held captive with me are in high demand and they all look like models. Me? I’m 5'2 shy, curvy, and a kindergarten teacher. Maybe they really meant to take my pageant queen sister? Our ship has crashed and half of the women are missing. Insert the tall, sexy warrior aliens, who saved us. Things are looking up, except that one of them is eyeing me like a snack, and not in a cannibalistic way - if you catch my drift.

I made a deal with the devil. Okay, so he’s not really the devil, but he may as well be. The Tribe King is gorgeous, arrogant, and devious. He refused to hand over crucial information to help us find our friends until I agreed to stay with him. For a year. As far as I’m concerned, deals made under duress don’t count. Anyone who would demand such a thing in exchange for our friends’ freedom simply can’t be trusted. The problem? He may be calculating and autocratic, but he’s slowly slipping under my defenses and making me doubt everything I thought I knew.