He was unexpected. No. Our ship getting blown up was unexpected. Crashing on a planet filled with murder-goats was unexpected. Being rescued by a copper skinned, winged hunk with golden eyes and not wearing much more than a leather kilt and a weapon harness was so freaking miraculous that I wondered if I’d actually fallen off that cliff. This was just some sort of hallucination to keep my mind busy before I died, right? Because otherwise, unexpected just got very, very interesting... Reaver's Quest is book one of the Thaxian Warrior Mates steamy science fiction romance series.

A thin line of warm light appeared at the edge of my vision, growing broader and brighter. Until a demon leaned over the edge of the pod, flickering light dancing over his red scaled features, dark horns jutting up through his short black hair. This time, I was the one who screamed. The sound of my voice in my ears shocked me back to reality. It wasn’t a nightmare, it wasn’t some hell or some devil. It was just another alien, like the dozens of species we’d met on the Dream. I sat up, coughing, pulling my sweater tight around me. “Thank you.” My throat was clogged from disuse. How long had I been asleep? “Where’s this? Where’re the others?” The demon guy stepped back from the sides of the pod, a blank look of incomprehension across his face. Oh no. That couldn’t be right. “Do you understand me?” Nothing. Right then. There hadn’t been much in the manual about this. Statistically, it wasn’t totally impossible that the pod could end up on a world that could sustain intelligent life, yet hadn’t been contacted by the Galactic Alliance. Heck, that’d describe Earth for most of its history. No Alliance, no translator. Uh oh. Reaver's Claim is book two of the Thaxian Warrior Mates steamy science fiction romance series.

A hulking shadow broke away from the surrounding darkness. Man shaped, but far too tall, shoulders too broad, he was at my side before I had fully registered his presence. One massive hand clamped over my wrist, covering the comm bangle, nearly muting Kyla's message. "Please," I begged. "That's my friend, I need to know what she's saying.” But that was as far as I got. With a quick twist he pulled me tight against his body, my back to his chest, pressing his other hand over my mouth. You must be silent. I froze, rigid against him. That didn't sound good. Not at all. Reaver's Prize is the third book in the Thaxian Warrior Mates world. While there is an overarching plot and mystery, each book has an HEA for the couple.

“What are you?” a deep voice rumbled, and I sat up in shock then froze. I was at the side of a clearing, tall, twisted trees lacing the sky with slender branches far overhead all around, deep shadows at their bases. A circle of dark sky above was filled with a giant full moon. I swallowed hard. To its side, I saw a second smaller orb. Two moons. That… that was different. I looked around again. “Who’s there? Who spoke to me?” A dark form separated from one of the trees and I stayed very still. From a distance, in the shadows, it looked like a man. Very tall, with broad shoulders. But one head, two arms, two legs, and—I blinked. A tail. Yes, a thick tail swishing in the air behind him. When he stepped closer into the moonlight, I swallowed hard. My rescuer was unclothed, other than a short loincloth and a broad strap running diagonally across his chest. The light was enough to give me a clear view of the rich stripped green of his skin, the strong planes of his face, not softened in the least by the frame of dark brown hair. This was no gentle gardener. “Are you here to help me?” I whispered. Sure, it was more than a little terrifying to be by myself in the dark with a naked alien. Naked, giant alien... Please note: A previous version of Reaver's Kiss was included in the Claimed Among the Stars anthology. This is the revised and substantially expanded version.

No. Our ship getting blown up was unexpected. Crashing on a planet filled with murder-goats was unexpected. Being rescued by a copper skinned, winged hunk with golden eyes and not wearing much more than a leather kilt and a weapon harness was so freaking miraculous that I wondered if I’d actually fallen off that cliff. This was just some sort of hallucination to keep my mind busy before I died, right? Because otherwise, unexpected just got very, very interesting... Reaver's Quest is book one of the Thaxian Warrior Mates steamy science fiction romance series.

With one look, everything changed. Her eyes met mine from under long lashes. Even at such a distance, I knew instantly. I would rescue her, or die trying. I would bring her clan of women to the aerie. The outlaw Vak’ki would die under the blade of my nakav. Every last one of them. No longer would the Sen’ki speak the name Arctur with anything but respect. And the woman with the spirit that burned like a flame would be mine.

I've been trapped for longer than I can remember. And then suddenly, there was her . Now I have someone to protect, someone to live for. But can I truly free us from this place, or will the secrets of Thaxios keep us apart?