Margins
2019
First Published
4.13
Average Rating
196
Number of Pages

Part of Series

K’hor, Warlord of Hamuir, was stuck between a rock and hard place… Literally. On Djaromir, a remote and desolate mining planet, K’hor and two fellow warlords rule a rugged, but desperate people. With few females remaining, the miners of Djaromir must find new mates or face extinction. When the opportunity arises to rescue Earth-women kidnapped, K’hor sees a new future for his people. With the new brides under his protection, he hopes that a little time alone with his men will be enough to convince at least some of the women to stay—specifically the one he realizes is his mate. Juniper wanted a family, not a kidnapping and hostage situation... Applying for the Bridal Pact had taken every ounce of courage Juniper had left in her compact 5’2’’ body. High hopes for a new future had burst into flames the moment she realized her bridal liaison was nothing more than a wolf in sheep’s clothing—or in this case a human trafficker in a cheap dress suit. Waking on a harsh alien world, Junie knew her plans had gone poof. Blaming it on her bad luck, she’s ready to throw in the towel and admit defeat when he walks in. Unable to deny a strange and powerful attraction for her Warlord rescuer, Juniper has some tough decisions to make. Even though it makes no sense, Junie can’t shake the feeling that she belongs here—with him. Djaromir was offering her everything she’d ever wanted, topped with one deliciously alpha, panty-wetting Warlord. Was she crazy or could this be fate’s plan all along?

Avg Rating
4.13
Number of Ratings
127
5 STARS
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4 STARS
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3 STARS
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Author

Leora Gonzales
Leora Gonzales
Author · 21 books

Leora is a former snake milker that now enjoys the okayest job of balancing motherhood and writing contemporary romance. *Some with a sci fi twist* A sucker for dirty talk, both the sexy kind and the type that leads to the discovery of new curse words, Leora catches all the craziness in her head on the cracked screen of her laptop. Squeezed into a small workspace in her Florida garage, this author uses her imagination *and cannabis* to explore the worlds she has created. Her work has been praised extensively by her mother—who pinky promised to read the sexy parts with her eyes closed—and ignored by the rest of her family. Some critics have made compelling statements about her work such as “foul mouthed woman” and “nothing more than porn”. When asked for a comment regarding those reviews, the author’s answer was, “f$&% yeah!” with an enthusiastic nod and accompanying finger guns shooting in the air. Check her out at LeoraGonzales.com or on social media for updates, new releases and random little weirds she overshares when she’s bored.

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