Long have we been alone. Without brides, without females to warm us during the long nights. Without sweet mates. But we see them, from afar, brides that could be ours. Kept away from us by walls and weapons. Females we long for greatly. Obsessively. Human females. And the one with red hair? I want her. I saw her first. I will fight to the death for her. She is MINE. So, we’ll come together and make an exchange with their men that will benefit us all. After that? To the winner goes the spoils… Let the hunt begin. But the red-headed female is MINE. —- Viper is the first book in a series of Bride Hunting Aliens. With the charm of a snake, and the wiles of a devil, these males will do anything, and I mean anything, for their females.

Daisy. Daisy. Daisy. From the moment her name is spoken, it is all I can hear. Her frightened tears bring me anger. I vow to wipe them off her face and banish her fear. To make her my queen. But I have to catch her first. I have to convince her to trust me. I have to show her she is safe. But only with ME. Because if any other naga male tries to take Daisy away from me, I will kill them. And if she runs? She’ll find out there’s no escape. I’ve paid the price to mate her, and she needs to know a gilded nest is better than freedom in my world. —- King Cobra is the second book in a series of Bride Hunting Aliens. With the charm of a snake, and the wiles of a devil, these males will do anything, and I mean anything, for their females.

When I see her, I have to have her. The one they call Shelby. But the humans have not given her to us. She remains behind the walls of the facility they have reclaimed. She remains with a male that does not DESERVE her. This beautiful, enchanting creature with long black braids and bright eyes needs a real male, a master, a true protector. She needs me. I will do whatever it takes to claim her. I’ll kill. I’ll cheat. I’ll steal. No human, naga, or otherwise will keep us apart. Tonight, Shelby will be in my arms. To hell with the rest. — Blue Coral is the third book in a series of Bride Hunting Aliens. With the charm of a snake, and the wiles of a devil, these males will do anything, and I mean anything, for their females.

Females have returned to Earth, brought here by technology I do not trust. They’ve been claimed and nested and kept far from me. The broken one. The dark one. I will always be alone. When a ship lands in my territory and a black-suited human female appears, I am in awe. I am in NEED. Only, she is surrounded by men. So, I will sneak up on her. I will stalk her, learn everything about her, and wait for the right moment. And when the time comes, I’ll set my trap. She will be caught. Then she will be claimed. By no one else but ME. — Death Adder is the fourth book in a series of Bride Hunting Aliens. With the charm of a snake, and the wiles of a devil, these males will do anything, and I mean anything, for their females. This is Zhallaix’s story.

I have lost my chance to claim a bride. No more females remain. They have all been taken by naga males that will kill to keep them. So, when I hear a female scream within my territory, I do not hesitate. I go after her, intending to claim her for my own and prove my strength. My worth. This is my chance. Except… she is not one of the human females I have come to know. She has just arrived. She is hurt, afraid, and fleeing from another male. But she does not want to be saved, she wants to fight. And she does not want to bask in my nest, she wants to leave. She has secrets and she refuses to share them. This human female is far more than I bargained for… Good thing I’m up to the challenge. —- Boomslang is the fifth book in a series of Bride Hunting Aliens. With the charm of a snake, and the wiles of a devil, these males will do anything, and I mean anything, for their females. This is Azsote's story.

Ever since humans arrived, my world has changed. Tensions are high as we quarrel over territory, reforming our fractured clans. I will have none of it. I did not capture a bride. But then my world goes dark—and she appears. A female so lovely she possesses my mind, a bride who blushes every time she catches my eye. She is sweet. She is young. She is everything I am not. Except nothing is as it seems. I’m no longer in the forest; I’m in a cage. I’m on a ship, far from my nest, wrapped in chains. And the female? She is my enemy. Only… I’m the devious naga who does not care.