True love is said to defy time, but can it survive space, aliens, and being abducted? Angus MacNamara and Erin O’Shea are about to find out. The big blue planet that most call Earth desperately needs matchmakers. There is only one small—okay, BIG—problem. No one wants the alien dating service job… No one. The original matchmakers are dead, and much worse, their DNA is no longer viable for cloning. Solution? Go back in time to some of Earth’s other—thankfully slower spinning—versions, and retrieve the alternates of the one couple in any universe who seems able to do the job. Far easier said than done though, especially when the alternates are anything but a loving couple, and both are none too pleased to be thrown into the future. What does oil and water create? Salad dressing or a real mess of aliens, humans, and matchmaking fun!

After a hundred years and four other wives, he should have been over her. There are two things in life Admiral Nathaniel Tiberius knows how to do well. He knows how to fly his freaking airship and how to run the Alien Abduction Services. What he doesn’t know is how to get over Dr. Sheena MacNamara, the most contrary female he’d ever been married to. What is it going to take if a hundred years without seeing Sheena hasn’t changed anything between them? Dealing with her is enough to drive any man insane. And don’t get him started on Angus and Erin interfering in his life. The Universe 6 matchmakers have been nothing but trouble since they arrived. They want to change everything. As far as Nate is concerned, no changes are needed. The abduction program has existed for hundreds of years and it’s just fine like it is. And so was his life. Nate likes things calm… and peaceful. Predictable outcomes suit him. Or they had until he realizes Sheena MacNamara will soon be walking out of his life again. Letting her go didn’t work out last time he did it. This time… this time he has to stop her. Nate can’t bear the thought of losing her again.

Trouble, she is. Big trouble. HIS trouble. New Earth humans call him Alien, but it is they who are strange. His fierce appearance and stilted speech ensure no human bride will choose him. Such things only matter if you care, and for now, Darcone does not. On his planet, he is revered as a mighty warrior. On Earth, he meekly serves as an Admiral’s guard. Why does he stay on this nearly hostile planet? Because answering to humans is still preferable to obeying the wishes of his family to mate with a woman he does not want. Humans and their drama—he wants no part of it. No. That is a lie. He wants her at any cost. He’s always wanted Bri. But a good bride, the woman is not. Fierce, Commander Bri is—and noble, but still a female. The idea of her ever being in danger makes him in growl in fury, fueled by emotions he’s never felt before. Caring points only to one truth—a truth Darcone wishes with all his oversized heart to deny. Has he really been waiting two hundred years to make Brianna McNamara his?