Ergebnis für "The Bride" in Erstkontakt

Would you marry an alien to save the life of a family member? Maya Arnold was leading an ordinary life, working a boring job, helping care for her sick sister, and watching too much TV with her mom on the old couch. Then the aliens arrived. Offering a cure for cancer in exchange for women willing to volunteer as brides, the Cerasteans dangle the one carrot Maya cannot resist: a way to save her sister.

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.

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.

Brielle has waited faithfully for her fiancé to return from Terran Prime, only to discover she's been engaged to a lying, cheating bastard who tosses her out on her rear the moment he's back on Earth. Not one to go down without a fight, Brielle will do anything to ensure her survival - even sign up for a bride exchange on another world.

A surly alien rider, a human woman meant for someone else, and the family that was never supposed to form . . . All I want is to fall in love and get married. But my romantic hopes are dashed when I find out my alien groom, Oaken, is too injured to come meet me. The only way I can get to him in...

As the first humans allowed in Suevan space, there’s a lot riding on my all-woman team. Earth desperately needs their tech, and I’m determined to prove we can negotiate the price. Without their planetary defense systems, Earth is a sitting duck, ripe for invasion. Except the Suevan culture is nothing like ours. When I take part in what I think is a welcoming ceremony, I leave with more than I bargained for: a husband. A mate. Apparently, we’re there to marry them as payment—something the top brass on Earth doesn’t bother denying. Fantastic.

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.

A sweet alien rancher, a wary human woman, and the mail-order marriage that changes everything . . . I've been raised by my wealthy family to be one thing and one thing only: a wife. So when my parent-picked fiancé turns out to be a total creep and my family disowns me for breaking off the...

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.

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.

The huge alien prince claims I’m his wife—but I’ve never been a good little princess. I’m not about to start now. Stuck in a hot jungle with an even hotter alien is not how I imagined my diplomatic mission going. To make things worse, every conversation is an exercise in survivor charades. I’ve always prided myself on never needing a man, but this planet seems determined to prove I can't live without the massive alien stuck to my side.

I am the only one excited—okay, delighted—at finding myself married to a hulking, alien warlord. I’ve always been into scales and tails, and this big green beefcake is right up my alley. Except, he’s not into me. But I want my fun, and that’s the very least I can get out of this arranged marriage. I’m determined to get my way, and I’m sick of being ignored.

Born into a world of silence, Charlotte has always been made to feel inferior to her sister in every way. When her father demands she take Charity’s place in a bride exchange on another world, Charlotte decides to embrace her future and hope for the best. She knows it's her last chance to find happiness, and she'll do anything to grab it with both hands. Borgoz agreed to see the young girl married, but the ethereal woman who steps off the shuttle holds him spellbound. She's everything he's ever wanted, and the one thing he can never have.

The Drexian warriors are big, and gorgeous, and tasked with keeping Earth safe from violent invaders. In exchange, Earth has agreed to send a select number of women to their holographic space station, to be the warriors’ mates. Too bad, the women don’t know anything about it. Not until they’ve been abducted, at least. As hot as the Drexian warriors are, not all the abducted women want to take an alien mate. But these warriors aren’t used to being disobeyed. And they aren’t used to feisty human women. Sparks will fly.

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. 

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 alien lord holding me prisoner is the most powerful being I've ever encountered. A winged immortal who can kill with a mere wave of his hand. He's arrogant and alien. Demanding and dangerous. Brutal, even beautiful, though I hate him too much to admit it. He hates me, too. But even though my captor despises me, he needs me. He requires a bride for political reasons, and he makes me an offer I have no choice but to accept. Marry him, play the part of his happy wife, and he'll give me the one thing I want most—my freedom.

One minute, I'm working as a cook, the next, I've been abducted by robocops and sent to a distant planet where I'm attacked by a ferocious beast. Then a seven-foot-tall, blue-skinned alien rescues me with crystal spears slashing. He cuddles me in his arms, and I feel safe for the first time since fleeing my stalker ex. Until he tosses me over his shoulder and takes me back to his clan where he announces I'm his new bride. I'm determined to return home, but there's something about Aizor I can't resist. Am I falling for this musclebound alien with a killer smile?

A pregnancy that is more than what it seems, and a woman determined to find love on an alien world is more adventure than the taciturn warrior has bargained for. Barimere is all for Jacie finding a mate and getting herself out from under his nose. Except for some odd reason he'd like to tear apart any male who looks her way, and beat the living hell out of anyone who tries to hurt her.

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...