Our planet, Mortuus, is lost and dying. A desolate place where a few lone survivors dwell. My men have lost hope. Our future is bleak. Longevity is a luxury we can’t afford. The most we can hope for is survival. We’ve all but given up when an opportunity presents itself. Five females—a chance at a future. Procuring these women went against everything I’d been taught, but desperate times call for desperate measures. They’re ours now. Asleep and made ready for breeding. We won’t die out—lost and forgotten. It’s our destiny to grow and once again inhabit our lonely planet. I am Breccan Aloisius, the forgotten commander. My people will have the future they deserve. I’ll make sure of it. My mind is made up…until she wakes and nothing goes as planned.

My lilapetal is dying...and I can’t save her. The woman who brought me back to life may not live long enough to see me truly happy. All the tests, the experiments have failed me...and I have failed her. If I don’t devise a cure to save my alien, I’ll spend the rest of my existence on Mortuus alone. The others believe my mate isn’t strong enough to survive. That she can’t breed and should be put back into cryosleep until she’s healed. But I won’t allow it. I will defy the only family I’ve ever known to save her. Even if it means vanishing into the unknown. She is all that matters and no amount of her protests will keep me from doing what I must to keep her safe.

Her voice brought me back from the darkness, but I don’t want the sweet relief she promises. Unlike the rest of the morts on my planet, I don’t want a mate. Especially not her. She’s loud, boisterous, and doesn’t take no for an answer. Unlike the rest of the alien females my brothers have woken from cryosleep, Molly doesn’t find my growls intimidating. The more I try to ignore her, the more she tries to befriend me. I’d been taken captive once by the virus that nearly killed me. I bear its scars, not only on my body, but in my thoughts. No woman, not even one as beautiful as Molly, can heal me. I don’t want her, but she needs me.

I had everything I ever wanted. I was brilliant, successful, esteemed. Alone. But I didn’t mind. I liked being alone. Until they stole me. And I wake up, captive, pregnant with an alien baby—and still a virgin. For a race of freaks nearing extinction, there seems to be far, far too many of them. Everywhere I turn, one of the morts or their human mates wants to comfort me, make me feel welcome and safe. But I don’t want to feel welcome or safe. I want the life they stole from me. None of them pay any heed to my angry tirades, least of all the father of the child I carry. There’s no doubt he wants the baby, but that isn’t all he wants. In fact, I’m beginning to think if some of the morts had their way I’d never be alone again.

Our planet has hope. Still decaying and barely inhabitable, but ours. With the arrival of the females, we’re no longer lonely. Well, some of us aren’t. For the rest, we ache for what they have. Peace. Happiness. Love. But where the other unmatched Morts want a mate to call their own, I’m different. Life cruelly made me fall for the one person I’m not allowed to have. Bitterness and jealousy are my mates now. I’ve resigned myself to the fact that I will always be alone. Until my commander sends me on a mission to rescue someone very important to his mate—her sister. A woman so different. So imperfect. So maddeningly defiant. Someone I have no interest in whatsoever. This feral female will never own my heart. Or so I thought. Love always has a plan of its own.

I’m the master of my world. A ruler from the skies of a lost planet. The ship captain who watches from above. Until an alien invades my heart and everything changes. She’s from another world and doesn’t want saving, for she’s on a quest of her own. Feisty and fiery, she burns bright like the sun. I crave to capture her and keep her. To hold the sparkling female in my arms forever, uncaring if I get burned. A chance mission given by my commander has us sequestered on the Mayvina all alone. I only have a few solars to prove to her how good we can be together. It’s simple to me: handsome mort plus lovely alien equals mates forever. Right? Wrong. Nothing I say or do has an effect. She’s as stubborn as I am good looking. She’s the one thing I can’t control. A star shooting across the sky, never meant to be caught. But I will catch her heart. It’s written in the stars. We can be more than a space fling. We can be everything. I just have to convince her first.

Our world is dangerous and destroyed by our ancestors. We’re a bunch of hulking, broody mortarekkers left on this wretched planet, and it’d be enough to frighten any alien female upon waking to see our ugly nogs. But my mate isn’t frightened. The moment she wakes, I claim her. How could I not when she’s the bravest and most beautiful female to ever walk this earth? Surprisingly, she’s excited for this new adventure. Eager to be my side. A heroine like in all the stories she so fervently retells. We could even have the happily ever after she speaks of. If only an army of evil, violent, cruel Kevins weren’t headed our way. And I’m the one everyone is relying on to save them. Each solar flies by quicker than the last. It’s a race to build a powerful weapon to blow them out of the sky and woo the prettiest female at the same time. I’ve got this. I’m a mort of many talents. I’m one determined hero. These Kevins think they’ll take away our happy ending? I rekking think not.

It should have been simple… Work together, find the cure. Save our people. Except nothing with these aliens is simple. Especially not an alien like him: Dr. Avrell Dracarion. Rude. Arrogant. Ripped. He treats me like a child, but he certainly doesn’t look at me like one. Beneath those filed down fangs and carefully manicured claws, there’s a beast lurking, waiting to claim me as his mate. I won’t be claimed by anyone, least of all a jerk like him.

Everyone found their mate. Except me. I’m destined to die alone. Being jealous of my brothers and their happiness is something I’m not proud of. But this simmering anger won’t cool. I want to move past my own feelings and focus on winning the war against the Kevins. But then she calls for help. Stella. She’s fierce and protective over her son, but she’s no match against a pack of sabrevipes—or the Kevins here to destroy us. Time is of the essence, and she needs me. It means running from the fight my people are in the midst of and setting off on a reckless mission with terrible odds. I’m determined, though. I’ll protect my runaway alien at all costs. Stella may hate every creature on Mortuus, including us morts, but it won’t stop me from keeping her and her son safe. If she hates me for that, so be it. I’d rather have her annoyed company than spend another second alone. Fate has brought me to them, as though delivering me right to my mate. All I have to do is convince her she’s forever mine. This is the ninth and final story in the Lost Planet Series.

Journey to The Lost Planet with five full-length novels in a special edition boxed set! The Forgotten Commander Our planet, Mortuus, is lost and dying. A desolate place where a few lone survivors dwell. My men have lost hope. Our future is bleak. Longevity is a luxury we can’t afford. The most we can hope for is survival. We’ve all but given up when an opportunity presents itself. Five females—a chance at a future. Procuring these women went against everything I’d been taught, but desperate times call for desperate measures. They’re ours now. Asleep and made ready for breeding. We won’t die out—lost and forgotten. It’s our destiny to grow and once again inhabit our lonely planet. I am Breccan Aloisius, the forgotten commander. My people will have the future they deserve. I’ll make sure of it. My mind is made up…until she wakes and nothing goes as planned. The Vanished Specialist My lilapetal is dying…and I can’t save her. The woman who brought me back to life may not live long enough to see me truly happy. All the tests, the experiments have failed me…and I have failed her. If I don’t devise a cure to save my alien, I’ll spend the rest of my existence on Mortuus alone. The others believe my mate isn’t strong enough to survive. That she can’t breed and should be put back into cryosleep until she’s healed. But I won’t allow it. I will defy the only family I’ve ever known to save her. Even if it means vanishing into the unknown. She is all that matters and no amount of her protests will keep me from doing what I must to keep her safe. The Mad Lieutenant Her voice brought me back from the darkness, but I don’t want the sweet relief she promises. Unlike the rest of the morts on my planet, I don’t want a mate. Especially not her. She’s loud, boisterous, and doesn’t take no for an answer. Unlike the rest of the alien females my brothers have woken from cryosleep, Molly doesn’t find my growls intimidating. The more I try to ignore her, the more she tries to befriend me. I’d been taken captive once by the virus that nearly killed me. I bear its scars, not only on my body, but in my thoughts. No woman, not even one as beautiful as Molly, can heal me. I don’t want her, but she needs me. The Uncertain Scientist I had everything I ever wanted. I was brilliant, successful, esteemed. Alone. But I didn’t mind. I liked being alone. Until they stole me. And I wake up, captive, pregnant with an alien baby—and still a virgin. For a race of freaks nearing extinction, there seems to be far, far too many of them. Everywhere I turn, one of the morts or their human mates wants to comfort me, make me feel welcome and safe. But I don’t want to feel welcome or safe. I want the life they stole from me. None of them pay any heed to my angry tirades, least of all the father of the child I carry. There’s no doubt he wants the baby, but that isn’t all he wants. In fact, I’m beginning to think if some of the morts had their way I’d never be alone again.