It is a truth universally acknowledged that alien pirates in recent acquisition of a hideout must be in want of consorts. I don’t care that the aliens who captured us look more like monsters. I care that their grumpy, Lovecraftian nightmare of a doctor keeps poking and prodding me like a science experiment. And I definitely am not enjoying it, especially because he won't let me forget I accidentally injected his vorkux or whatever with a translator chip in self-defense. When the aliens inject me with the aforementioned translator, the first thing they ask is how to mate a human. I don't expect my offhand comment about historical romance to be taken literally. Next thing I know, they’re scanning my brain for context and throwing a regency-style ball. When Mr. Definition of Haughty himself asks me to dance, I laugh in his face. Maybe half because I’m terrified of the heat that rushes through me when we touch. I can’t stand how dismissive he is, even if I might have daydreamed about what that tendrilous mouth would feel like between my... lips. Ardently Abductedis the first in a series of high-heat standalone romance novellas featuring recently abducted humans and the monstrous aliens of Oss-10.