The alien who hand-picked me to wed and bed is the most domineering warlord of the bunch. Lucky me. 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. And the Suevan who hand-picked me to wed and bed? He’s the most domineering warlord of the bunch. Lucky me. I’ll get the Suevan tech we need, but there’s no way I’m giving in to his demands… no matter how, ahem, persuasive he might be.

The huge alien prince claims I’m his wife—I’ve never been a good little princess, and 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. When we’re chased into a crumbling ruin, I think things are finally looking up. We’re out of the rain, at the very least. There are strange images all over the temple walls, showing riches beyond belief. And my alien? He’s suddenly obsessed with finding it… and with me. By the time my translator starts working, I’ve figured out several things. One, other aliens are hunting us. Two, my alien seems to think the mysterious treasure will solve all our problems. And three? We’re married. If I want to survive this death trap of a temple and Suevan politics, I’ll need all my wits about me. And I better stop being distracted by the muscled hunk of scaly alien who treats me like I’m the real treasure.

My dreams of marrying a hot alien came true—except the grumpy brute can’t stand me. 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. When my grumpy husband leaves for the capital, I have an evil plan: stow away on his ship and wear him down with my sunny disposition. Except, he’s not going to the capital. He’s scoping out a secret base, and he is furious with me. But when the enemy Roth board our ship, endangering his mission and me, his grouchy front cracks. If we want to survive, he’ll have to realize there’s more to me than sunshine and rainbows. And I’ll have to figure out if I'm brave enough to give him what he wants: love.

Things were improving between us… that is, until he got the bright idea to kidnap me. I never thought I’d be tricked into an arranged marriage with an alien warlord. Still, it’s been easy enough to keep my former gladiator husband at arm’s length. But once my translator starts working, the hulking himbo decides he’s tired of waiting and freaking kidnaps me. I wake in a picturesque seaside village, and the big lug is only too happy to inform me that it’s all part of his plan to give us time to fall in love. Strangely enough, it turns out he was listening when I told him I loved historical mysteries, because he’s brought me to Sueva’s own unsolved mystery: a once thriving town where all occupants vanished without a trace. My overthinker brain is all too easily sucked into the riddle—and maybe even the idea of Alvez. Except… the reason the villagers disappeared? It’s not stuck in the past, and we’re in trouble. If Alvez and I want to escape the same fate, we’ll have to rely on each other… and I’ll have to stop over analyzing my feelings about him.

Just when I think I’m getting my life under control, my alien husband kidnaps me—and manages to get amnesia. I’ve mostly come to grips with my new reality. Earth is a memory, I’m making a name for myself, and I can usually ignore the reason I’m here… my horrible alien warlord husband. But the Beast doesn’t want to be ignored. Nope. He wants me, and unlike other Suevans, he doesn't like to take no for an answer… so he kidnaps me, determined to win me over. Good luck with that, buddy. When he gets amnesia, though, forgetting his name, his history, and me, I’m stuck in the dangerous alien jungle with him. But he continues to show me a different side of himself, and I’m starting to believe there’s more to the Beast than I imagined. Forced to confront my own fractured past and rely on each other to survive, we’ll have to find our way home… or make a new one together. WED TO THE ALIEN BEAST is book five in a series and will be best understood if read in order. It is a full-length, spicy, enemies-to-lovers alien space adventure romance with a happily ever after.

My husband is the deadliest alien warlord of all, and I hate that about him... until he's exactly what I need. I've dedicated my life to doing as much good as possible. I won’t let my marriage to the big and buff alien assassin, Feruz, wreck my plans. I don't care if I accidentally I swore to be his mate at what I thought was a welcoming ceremony. My morals are the polar opposite of his, and I want nothing to do with him.... even if my new life on his planet is a bit lonely. When Feruz offers me a way out of our marriage, I take it in a heartbeat. If I go on one date with him to a relaxing resort and still want out of our marriage, he’ll leave me alone. Except, our date quickly goes my husband is the target of ruthless mercenaries who also want to kidnap me. I am determined to abide by my non-violent oaths… an oath Feruz agrees to honor as well, even if it goes against all his training and instincts. I never imagined Feruz would be the sort of male I’d want by my side, but when push comes to shove, he might be a better partner than I could ever imagine.

Sure, he's my husband—but we're only friends. The minute our commanding officers assign us to track down the Roth and missing human women, I know it's a setup. Just my huge husband, Aeroz, and me, together, in a small space ship for however long it takes? Yeah. It's definitely a set up. But Aeroz is an absolute gentleman—er, gentlealien—and not only do we get along great, but we're also a good team. He's a great sparring partner, he's charming and funny, and I love beating him at whatever Earth or Suevan game we play before we go to our respective beds at night. Everything changes, though, when we have to pretend to be on a lover's vacation to blend in on a space station in our hunt for the Roth. The tension heats up until I realize maybe... just maybe, Aeroz might be more than a friend. Much more. We have a job to do, though, and it's dangerous. The Roth are headed to Earth again, and we are the ones closest enough to stop them from mounting another devastating invasion. We don't have time to be distracted by love. Or is love exactly what we need to save the day?