Ergebnis für "The Bride" in Science Fiction

Molly was no stranger to life's little detours. After the last upheaval, she left her family's law firm to become a maintenance technician on the space station Bradbury 12. When an accident knocks her off her feet, she's going to have to draw on all her resilience to get back up. First, though, she's going to have to figure out how to talk to the big, blue alien trying to help her.

Gemma Hara is drowning under the weight of her father’s debts. Working herself to the bone, she knows that if she doesn’t pay them off in time, the sadistic creditors will take everything: their home, their respected name, and, worst of all, her two beautiful sisters.

She appeared in Alpha Station like a lightning strike—unexpected, breathtaking, and utterly unstoppable. A human woman, demanding answers, demanding to go back to Earth. But the moment Paige stepped into my world, I knew the truth, she belonged to me. As a male of honor, I tried to honor her wishes and send her home. The Coalition Fleet refused to allow her return to Earth, and then revealed the truth about her past. She’s not human. She’s Insurian royalty, stolen as a child and believed dead for twenty-five years, and raised on Earth.

Die Wahrheit hinter der Maske! Er lebt für die Jagd. Sein aktuelles Zielplanet: Erde. Die Bevölkerung: Sinnlose Zerstörer. Zielobjekt: entflohenes, unkontrollierbares Tier. Missionsverlauf: Objekt eingefangen. Endergebnis: Weibliche Kämpferin ebenfalls gestellt.

As the daughter of a traveling chef, I grew up flitting around different galaxies, immersing myself in fascinating cultures, and rubbing noses with socialites. Coming to Krynn was a new chapter, a permanent place to finally call home. But when tragedy strikes and I’m suddenly alone, broke, and desperate, I take work at a dyaan. An establishment where the Kylorr—blood-drinking, winged, fearsome aliens with berserker-like rages—come to feed on willing necks to satisfy their fierce hunger.

Somehow, I knew my name was going to be drawn in the Bride Lottery—the hellish agreement that Earth's leaders had made to sell us to the aliens who protected our planet. I'd grown up with the propaganda. It was our civic duty. Men registered for the draft; women registered for the Bride Lottery. No way in hell was I going to be handed over to some giant man to be brutalized into bearing his children. Instead, I cut out my bio-tracker and walked away from everything. I should have realized they'd send one of those hulking, brightly colored aliens to track me down and bring me back.

There are a million ways to end up in the Alien Bride Lottery, but it takes only one. Every unmarried female human over the age of 21 gets entered once a year. You can also accept extra entries for legal infractions—instead of paying a parking fine, for example, you can request an extra entry. Lots of women do that. I mean, why not? The chances are astronomical that your name will get chosen to be one of the hundred or so women who get shipped off to space every year.

Der 'Burning Man' schlechthin! Eigentlich wollte ich nur meiner Freundin auf dem 'Burning Man' aushelfen... Eigentlich wollte ich mit dem geil aussehenden Typen bloß ein Nümmerchen schieben... Eigentlich dachte ich mir, sein Raumschiff wäre bloß ne coole Kulisse... Eigentlich machte ich bloß einen Scherz, als ich sagte, dass er mich auf seinen Planeten mitnehmen sollte und ich bei ihm bleiben würde, wenn er mir gefällt... Spaß beiseite! Der Typ ist Klasse. Sein Planet irre gefährlich. Die Schriftzeichen, die ich in den Katakomben entdecke, der Traum jedes Sprachwissenschaftlers.

I thought I'd escaped being given to an alien warrior. I was wrong. I was one hour away from washing out of the Alien Bride Games. None of the Khanavai warriors had chosen me, and I was scheduled on the next shuttle off the filming station. Then, a bright red alien passed me in a hallway—and the next thing I knew, we were all over each other. Bad enough that my name had been drawn in the Bride Lottery. Now, even though they're supposedly over, I'm back in the Games. And not the usual ones, either—a whole new set of challenges, just for me. Guess it'll make for good television back home.

Lady Iolanthe of Rockmourn Keep expects to be a spinster all her days. She is very tall. She is very poor. And she is thirty. What lord could possibly want her? But then her father returns with news that he has found a bridegroom for her—one that is impressively tall. One that is strong, and bold, and wealthy. And best of all? He wants Iolanthe. It seems too good to be true. And when Iolanthe gets her first look at her husband-to-be, she realizes why. No one mentioned the 'orc' part of things . . .

Ever since humans arrived, my world has changed. Tensions are high as we quarrel over territory, reforming our fractured clans. I will have none of it. I did not capture a bride. But then my world goes dark—and she appears. A female so lovely she possesses my mind, a bride who blushes every time she catches my eye. She is sweet. She is young. She is everything I am not. Except nothing is as it seems. I'm no longer in the forest; I'm in a cage. I'm on a ship, far from my nest, wrapped in chains. And the female? She is my enemy. Only… I'm the devious naga who does not care.

When a monstrous alien smashes into the deserted planet we're studying, it's with the raging force of a natural disaster. I'm not sure if he's a dragon, a god, or a man. He's massive and terrible, with scales like emeralds, glowing wings, and only one maddened eye left. In the rush to retreat from this berserk behemoth, my fellow humans leave me behind. But he doesn't. His burning eye lands on me, and it's like I'm the only thing left in the universe. When he comes for me, his body heaving with violence, I know that he will kill me.

Long have we been alone; without brides, without females to warm us during the long nights, without sweet mates. But we see them from afar, the brides that could be ours. Kept away from us by walls and weapons. Females we long for greatly...obsessively. Human females. And the one with red hair? I want her. I saw her first. I will fight to the death for her. She is mine. So, we’ll come together and make an exchange with their men that will benefit us all. After that? To the winner goes the spoil. Let the hunt begin...but the red-headed female is mine.

Nora says she's happy. Dagesh isn't so sure. He loves his pretty human mate and wants nothing more than to bring a smile to her face...so she'll go running into his arms. When he asks the tribe what she's missing, someone suggests a wedding. All right, then. He'll throw the best barbarian wedding ever. So how does Nora tell her determined, thoughtful mate that what she wanted wasn't a wedding...but something a little different in bed?

Makarios von Kronos ist ein Rebell, ein Schmuggler, der sich von niemandem etwas sagen lässt, nicht einmal von den Anführern auf Rogue 5. Doch als Opfer eines Verrates landet er in der Gefängniszelle eines Koalitionsschiffes und erleidet dadurch ein Schicksal, das schlimmer ist als der Tod - eine Gefangenschaft beim Hive. Er kann entkommen, tauscht aber lediglich ein Gefängnis gegen ein anderes. Nun lebt er auf der Kolonie, verseucht und gilt als Risiko.

Tellan is the ambassador sent to Earth. When he's unexpectedly matched to Laurel, he finds not only love but hope for both of their peoples thanks to Laurel's vital contributions to the efforts to create a treaty both sides are happy with. Gundar, the Commander of the Bride Fleet that was later sent to Earth, finds himself matched with Darla. Darla is younger than he expected. She's a bit unsure of herself but soon finds her feet.

Gemma was not going back to Earth. Stolen and sold to aliens? Gemma’s impulsive nature and temper has gotten her into some sticky spots, but this was the literal worst. Even her rescue is bungled. Get married or go home. An easy choice. What's better protection than a huge muscular alien warrior? Zalis is the meanest, baddest thing she's ever seen. He’ll keep the monsters away. But is her safety worth taking away his choice too? He wants a love match. But he’ll accept a marriage of convenience. For now. Gemma chose him because she wants protection.

I’m on Prillon Prime for a surprise party. Me, the unmated Earth girl, a guest of the queen! I want to dress up and have fun. Not trip over my own two feet and fall into the arms of two of the hottest alien warriors I’ve ever seen. Ever. What happens on Prillon Prime stays on Prillon Prime. Before they touch me I make it clear that I’m not looking for a mate. Or two. I have to go back to the Colony. My life is there. But Prillon warriors are notorious for fighting for what they want. Apparently, what these two want…is me.

Megan Simmons wird als Soldatin ins Weltall entsendet, um die Erde als Mitglied der Koalitionsflotte zu schützen. Nach achtzehn Monaten erbitterter Gefechte auf einem Hive-Planeten verirrt sie sich hinter die feindlichen Linien, nachdem sie von ihrer Einheit getrennt wurde.

Earth's protection comes at a price! Discover the Warlord Brides universe with growly, protective alien warriors who will do anything for their mates. Contains four complete books: Paax, Kalen, Mylomon, and Vox.