Marcella is fed up. She wants her little colony to feel like a community, and that won't happen unless they build baby build. A piazza, a fountain, a restaurant, something. But a self-important prick of the highest order holds the purse strings and won't approve a single project proposal. That won't stop Marcella, though. She didn't survive having eight rowdy boys and her own business back on Earth to grow a soft spine in her sixties. She's the Nonna. A woman of action. And Ferulis is going to kiss the ring whether he likes it or not. Ferulis is riled up. The biggest pain in his ass is a silver-haired human woman half his size. Not juggling a dozen covert elite operatives with egos the size of a moon. Not jousting with his political rivals. Marcella Bianci. Even just her name makes him snort with aggravation. It turns out he's a glutton for pain, though. He didn't survive a space vessel explosion and countless assassination attempts just to get his lunch handed to him by a feisty pest. He's the Intersolar Union's Chairman of Defense. He likes a challenge. Especially if that challenge stomps her foot at him. *** The Over the Moon series takes place in the Intersolar Union universe, in the human colony on Yaspur. These are lighter standalones with a touch of emotional turmoil. They can be read in any order, separate from the ISU series. Features explicit adult scenes - mature readers only. All of my books are HEA, no cheating. Please read the content notes on my website Nervous jumping into a book without some spoilers first? Reach out to me on social media if you have specific questions about any of my books so I can make your reading experience more comfortable!