Ergebnis für "Melissa" in Humor

I'm a strong woman. I can cope with leaving my cheating ex behind on earth, and I can cope with doing this alone. What I can't cope with is the seven foot winged warrior-alien who has decided that I'm his. Me and Second Spear Mavyx don't get along. We should stay far away from each other. So why am I asking him to help me out when my hormones have me acting like a cat in heat?

Contracts are there to make everything more simple, right? The Xavianns certainly think so. They even put contracts in place with their breeding partners. So when a huge, horned, pro-athlete, prince makes it very clear he's into me, I do the logical thing. I sign a friends-with-benefits contract...

Niska: Being sold to aliens on the seedy lower-levels of a space-station is about as terrifying as you would imagine. So when I get presented with the opportunity to save myself and my friends from the countless fate-worse-than-death scenarios that play out here at this end of the galaxy, I take...

When her consciousness starts spontaneously ejecting from her body, Charlie becomes the first known case of a bizarre new phenomenon - and the unwilling centre of a global crisis. And an immortal sheep might be the key to everything. As disembodiment spreads, corporations celebrate it...

After years of intergalactic conquest, cornered war criminal Khair surrendered and allowed her memories to be wiped to save her life. But as the former officer fights for survival, she will discover the war she can’t remember isn’t done with her yet. With her Andromedan Khanate scattered by the bureaucratic United Oversight for Democracy, Khair finds herself drawn into a personal war between Taivan, a fleeing Khanate General, and the powerful UOD pursuing him. But the General, once a Khanate victim and now its greatest champion, will take the war to UOD or die trying.

It sounds like the easiest mission ever: Go to Earth (you know, the blue planet in the middle of nowhere). Sell hot dogs. Record interactions with human beings using the loop recorder in his brain. Unfortunately, humans refuse to buy Charlie’s hot dogs at the corner of Bay and College Street in downtown Toronto, Canada, North America, Earth. They prefer Earl’s Dogs, the cart across the street.