He's the scorching hot naga assassin who needs a fake bride...who am I to argue? I missed first contact over a century ago, and my guard job on S.C Britannia is no more than pushing buttons. I joined the military for excitement and all I get are drunk idiots and the occasional smuggler to break up the boredom. Which is why I entered the Starlight Lottery in the first place. A new job and a new life on an alien planet, what more could a girl seeking adventure possibly want? So I might not have expected an adventure to involve fake marrying a naga assassin who needs me to infiltrate a pleasure planet in order to track down his mark. And I certainly didn’t expect my new husband to be hotter than hell, with a tail which runs riot in my fantasies. Not that he’s interested in me. It seems his blood is as cold as his reptilian nature might suggest. Until we have to share one bed and things get heated for the night… When this is all over, Azul says he’ll pay me well and we can go our separate ways, but after I’ve seen how passionate he can be, I’m not sure it’s going to be possible. And from what I’ve seen in his mesmerising eyes, I’ve got to hope he feels the same… Welcome to the Starlight Brides – where luck is optional, but the hot alien is guaranteed!