Ergebnis für "Alien Gladiator's Mate A SciFi Alien Romance" in Literatur & Belletristik

Venture, a direct rival to the Weyland-Yutani corporation, will accept any risk to crush the competition. Thus, when a corporate spy "acquires" a bizarre, leathery egg from a hijacked vessel, she takes it directly to the Venture testing facility on Jericho 3. Though unaware of the danger it poses, the scientists there recognize their prize's immeasurable value. Early tests reveal little, however, and they come to an inevitable conclusion. They need a human test subject.... Enter Zula Hendricks.

As a child, I was stolen by the lord of my planet’s invaders. He brought me to the chamber, where he held others he’d also taken. Through the years, me and my new brothers were twisted into beasts, each with a unique ability that shouldn’t exist outside of myth. We’re monsters. Any female who gazes upon us will run. Now, we’ve been entered into the Galaxy Games. It’s my chance to break free. But I’m paired with an Earth female who makes me see color for the first time, proving she’s my fated mate. I’ll finish this Game. I’ll free my brothers. And I’ll claim her.

After Ian Moore steps in to save resident Playboy and vampire André Castor from a spiked drink, he expects life to go back to normal. Why, he doesn't know, but that assumption seems reasonable, right? Only André doesn't want it to go back to normal. He's found a cute, trustworthy human, which is an anomaly in his world. Can't he just keep Ian? Ian knows how this game ends, patiently waiting for the playboy to move on…so why is André proving him wrong?

I'm determined to have a child, which means one week in one bed...with an alien. According to the Xilan-Earth agreement, I'll belong to Prince Vikar, a seven-foot-tall, scaly blue alien, for one week. In exchange for giving him whatever he needs, this cocky "prince" assures me I'll return to Earth with a child on the way. But when the space station's attacked and alien spiders try to steal me, Vikar and I must flee. Then he tells me that once we get away, he's not sending me back....

In debt and on the run from a crime lord whose nose I may or may not have broken, I take the first ticket off-world that comes my way. The only catch? I have to marry an alien cowboy. My plan is simple enough. Shack up with my groom Silar and convince him to keep me during the first month of our marriage. As long as he doesn't decide to send me packing after the thirty-day trial period, I'll be safe.

An alien warrior has made me an offer I can’t refuse. In exchange, he can do what he wants with me for one week. I want a child, but that’s impossible now that Earth men are sterile. Then, a ping from a distant planet reaches us. Aliens are real, and they’re interested in getting to know Earth women better.

On Earth, political tensions boil over between the United Americas, Union of Progressive Peoples, and Three World Empire. Conflict spreads to the outer fringes, and the UK colony of New Albion breaks with the Three World empire. This could lead to a Colony War. Trapped in the middle are journalist Cher Hunt, scientist Chad McLaren, and the synthetic Davis. Cher, seeking to discover who caused the death of her sister, Shy Hunt, uncovers a far bigger story. McLaren’s mission, fought alongside his wife, is to stop the militarization of the deadliest weapon of all—the Xenomorph.

Ellen Ripley awakens onboard the space station Auriga. Her last memory is of her own fiery death. And yet she is somehow alive. Ripley discovers that her "resurrection" is a result of an incredible experiment that has altered both her and the creature she has been carrying. To combat the incalculable alien menace, she teams up with a renegade band of space smugglers.

Finally, everything is going good for Carter. He's not a slave. He has a roof over his head. He's fixed his alien language translator and now can talk to Pykh and Siel, his protectors. Thankfully, they aren't promiscuous alien hillbillies. They're loyal men who love him, and Carter loves them back. Our space marine is ready to settle into a new life on the fleaf'akhie planet and be happy. But now there's another problem. On this planet...he's the girl? And not just any girl, but a pale, delicate, exotic princess who must be bowed to, courted, and entertained with poems.

As war breaks out among the colonies, a huge ship appears over the UPP mining planet Shānmén, releasing a horror that yields hideous transformations. Rescue is too far away, and the colonists’ only hope appears in the form of the vessel Righteous Fury. It carries the Jackals—an elite mix of former Colonial Marines and Royal Marines. Led by Zula Hendricks, the Jackals seek to rescue the few survivors from the depths of the planet, but have they arrived on time?

As personal assistant to a powerful alpha of a large pack, there are certain rules Jamie has for himself to make sure he’s successful at his job. First, nothing and no one gets to the alpha without his say-so. Second, schedules will be enforced for everyone. At all costs. Third, a certain Enforcer with an enticing scent and scarred face is not to be stared at, drooled over, and/or daydreamed about. And fourth, human hunters are never, ever mate material—no matter what their smiles or Southern drawls do to him.

This deal was supposed to be simple: take a shuttle to the space station; connect with an alien in need of Slaking—their term, not mine. One week between the furs with no hearts involved, something I’m determined to avoid after being burned. I’ll return to Earth, and nine months from now? I’ll deliver a scaly bundle of joy.

I broke the rules and stole an auction item from her buyers. Because somehow, they’d managed to abduct a Gryfala princess. Though, she doesn’t look, or act, or sound quite like I thought one of her kind would. But I’m merely a Rakhii gladiator; this is the closest I’ve actually ever been to a princess. I’d be considered lucky, indeed, if she chose me to guard her. Instead, I want more. I need her to claim me. Because she doesn’t know it, but now I can’t let her go.

When alien pirates stole me from Earth years ago, the trauma of my abduction wiped away my memories. I can’t remember who I was before I was taken. All I know is that I’m not going to let myself be held captive again. The blue-skinned warriors I'm now living with seem different from the pirates who abducted me, but every alien I’ve ever known has tried to hurt me. So when I see my chance to sneak away from the Voxeran village, I take it. I’d rather face the dangers of Nuthora on my own than risk losing my freedom again. There’s one thing I didn’t count on, though. Bohrir.

Arik is many things. Shaman, necromancer, a little on the snarky side...no one could ever accuse him of being boring. But one thing he never intended to be was imprisoned by angry werewolves. Maybe casting that love spell on the sexy alpha pack leader wasn't such a great idea after all.

Ren has to be the grumpiest Voxeran in the universe. So why does his touch light me on fire? With the arrival of a ship from Vox, we’ll finally have a chance to escape Nuthora. Unfortunately, the blue-skinned alien rebel who comes to rescue us is the most frustrating man I’ve ever met. From our very first meeting when he pulls a knife on me, to the pointed barbs we trade back and forth, I think it’s safe to say we don’t like each other very much. But that doesn’t explain why he suddenly kisses me in the middle of an argument…or why I kiss him back.

I have a new rule. Don’t fall for the alien dragon warlord… even if he claims you for himself. Plucked from Earth, stuck on the most disgusting space ship in the universe with my best friend, of course I had to run head long into him. Darax the Sarkarnii Warlord. Imperious, scaled and HUGE, with a tail covered in spikes and a smile you could cut yourself on… He’s just captured the ship I’m hiding on and taken claimed everything on board. Including me. With his chain around my wrist, he thinks I belong to him. But Darax has never met a human before.

Even before the doomed mission to Hadley’s Hope on LV-426, Jenette Vasquez had to fight to survive. Born to an immigrant family with a long military tradition, she looked up to the stars, but life pulled her back down to Earth—first into a street gang, then prison. The Colonial Marines proved to be Vasquez’s way out—a way that forced her to give up her twin children. Raised by Jenette’s sister, those children, Leticia and Ramon, had to discover their own ways to survive. 

Ich habe meinem Land unbedingte Treue geschworen. Wenn ich diesen Schwur einhalte, verrate ich die Menschheit. Es gibt außerirdisches Leben. Das ist eine Tatsache! Ich habe mit meiner Spezialeinheit ein Alien bewacht. Einen tödlichen Krieger mit vier Armen und gewaltigen Kräften. Die bloße Existenz eines solchen Wesens ist eine große Gefahr. Doch ich musste Seite an Seite mit ihm kämpfen. Gegen geistlose Mutanten, erschaffen von meiner eigenen Regierung!

In the final days of World War II, the Allies ransacked Berlin, but they failed to capture one of the most vital members of Adolf Hitler’s inner circle. SS Obergruppenfuhrer Hans Kammler helped to engineer Auschwitz, but he was also a liaison with silent partners whose technological wonders nearly helped the Nazis win the war - the alien species the Germans called the Eidechse. More than seven decades later, US Navy SEAL Mark Hunter has witnessed the impossible, an unidentified flying object destroying a North Korean compound used to develop weapons of mass destruction.