General Kai cannot believe the naivety of the humans. From his cloaked ship the Dragan Warlord watches them walk straight into a trap—but when he sees there are females among their numbers, his throat tightens with anger. Females should be protected. Treasured. Worshiped. Especially one as beautiful as her. The one with the red-hair and the green eyes. Her human physique—so different from what he is used to, so soft and curvy—awakens strange, new feelings inside the powerful warrior. Forbidden feelings. The Emperor forbids taking a non-Dragan as a pleasure-mate. And yet, this human female needs Kai’s protection… and Kai needs her touch more than he’s ever needed anything in his life. Can the alien general truly risk everything for this human female?

Harper Myers is having a seriously bad day. Her ship has crashed on an alien ice planet, and she’s stranded there with Commander Tyr—a brutish Dragan Warlord who can’t stand humans. They have to share body heat just to survive on the harsh world, and that’s only the start of their problems, because the primitive inhabitants of the ice world think Harper looks good enough to eat. Literally. There’s only one way for Harper to stop herself from becoming a savory snack for the ice-planet locals: Pretend to be Commander Tyr’s wife. On second thought, perhaps being eaten alive isn’t such a bad idea after all…

Freya I have a bit of a problem. You see, my close friend Astra Grey just delivered a healthy, bright-blue baby boy in the best medical facility of Zirconia. The first baby with both human and Dragan blood flowing through its tiny veins. That’s not the problem, that’s the good news. No, the bad news is the debt. The soul-crushing, absolutely massive debt that we’re now in. Turns out the Zirconians want to get paid for their trouble. An extortionate amount. And they don’t take dillian, either. No. They take me. And they throw me into the fighting pit as a prize to be fought over. Their strongest gladiator claims me: The legendary Yvar. I’ve never met a man who terrifies me more than the scarred, bloodthirsty warrior… But I need to trust him completely to survive in the Zirconian fighting pits. He says he’ll help me escape, but the gladiator looks at me like he wants to get me pregnant... Yvar The human female is mine? Yeah, she's mine.