Böcker i Beastly Alien Boss-serien

I've been hired to teach an alien warrior social skills to woo a mate. But now he's trying to woo me. When the elderly duchess I cared for dies, her slimy son-my ex-tells me he wants me back. Um, no. I flee to the Intergalactic Employment Agency, where I'm offered a job teaching an alien warlord sophistication so he can woo a mate at the upcoming Match-Mating Soiree. If anyone can domesticate a brute, it's me.In between coaching Forje on how to converse politely and dance without crushing his partner's tail, he shares his dreams and unusual poetry. He's sweetly cute in a gruff, grumbly way, and it's not long before I see he's awesome even if he doesn't know which fork to use with the main course. But when we arrive at the Match-Mating Soiree, and alien females cluster around him, I'll lose the guy I've come to adore. Unless I can convince him I'm the one in need of domestication.

I'm falling for my space pirate boss, but rogue aliens are after him-and now me. It was a simple job. Sneak aboard a pirate spaceship and steal a precious artifact from the brooding, too-hot captain, Matis. Before I know it, I'll be on my way back to Earth with enough credits to cure my mom's sickness. Is it my fault I accidentally stab him? Instead of making me walk the interstellar plank, he makes me serve as his cabin boy. Good thing he doesn't realize I'm not a boy.His snarly outside hides a squishy center, but someone's out to kill him, and who needs to get tangled up in that? Then we're trapped on a rogue space station with alien pirates trying to kill us. He discovers my secret.He says we'll escape-and then he's claiming me as his fated mate.

I was hired to tame alien pets, but my beastly alien boss is determined to tame me.As a pet whisperer, I've yet to meet a snarling beast I can't turn into a purring pussycat. When a billionaire alien living in a castle on an isolated planet posts a job looking for someone to housebreak his pets, I'm confident I can train them to eat out of his hand instead of trying to bite his head off. My growly boss has two rules. Don't touch him and remain inside my room at night. The first part's a challenge, because I have an overwhelming urge to nuzzle his neck and lick . . . his fingers. As for the second, I lie awake all night, struggling to ignore the howls echoing through the barren castle passages. I might be here to train his pets to walk on a leash, but I'm beginning to suspect there's a beast in this castle who wants to train me.

My new job gives me the chance to put my past behind me. Only one problem: I'm falling for my bad boy boss... After my ex dumps my possessions on the sidewalk, cleans out our bank account, and steals my landscaping business, I'm once again submitting job applications. It's that or no roof over my head. With the Intergalactic Employment Agency's help, I land a position as a gardener for the owners of an off-world alien castle.Other than needing to tackle a rogue vine infesting the front shrubs, it's an easy job. Best of all, I work alongside Dekrin, a dirty-mouthed fellow gardener who enjoys rolling in mud and wearing low-slung pants. His gardening skills are impressive, but I'm even more impressed by his attempts to plow my personal field. I'm falling for him, so who cares if I ever return to Earth? But after what happened with my ex, trusting my heart to Dekrin won't be easy. Do I dare take a chance with a bad boy alien who I suspect is cultivating a big secret?

Do I dare give my broken heart to an alien as wounded as me?When I took a nanny job in a distant colony caring for two young boys who recently lost their mother, I expected I'd grow to love them. Having experienced loss myself, I knew how hard it was to heal. What I didn't expect was to fall for their father, a big, burly alien with scars on his body that mirrors those in my soul. Between teaching the boys and bringing fun back into their lives, I get to know Firoh, a guy I sense needs love as much as me. It isn't long before I can see myself living in this alien colony forever as long as I can be with Firoh and his sons. But when the boys' past threatens everything Firoh and I are building together, we'll have to expose our hearts to each other to fight off the threat. Trigger: the loss of a child in the main character's history, prior to the start of the book, and Firoh's sons have lost their mother. Readers do not experience this with the characters, though they refer to it and mourn.

My short-term construction job with agrumpy orc boss just got complicated.Desperate to escape the clutches of the alien lizard mafia, I accept a spur-of-the-moment job offer on a distant planet. A monstrous, grumpy alien orc is building a new home in a distant colony, and he's looking for an assistant. He needs me to hold his hammer. I get it. It's a big hammer. He's a lonely barbarian brute with a gruff exterior, but I soon learn that inside he's hiding a squishy center. When he unexpectedly enters his mating frenzy, there's no one around to handle the job . . . except me. He gives me two options-return home or stay and help him with a whole different kind of nailing . . .

My alien hero not only wants to rescue me, but he also wants to claim me too. Wrongfully convicted of murder and sentenced to hard labor on an alien prison planet, I think my life is over. Until my rescue comes in the form of my older brother's best friend, Shaede-a blue-skinned alien who broke my heart years ago. But he gets caught too, and before you know it, we're handcuffed together and locked in a cell with only one bunk. Shaede is determined to save us, no matter the cost. And in the meantime, he plans to convince me that he made a big mistake turning me down. He wants to claim me as his mate . . .

It's the cooking contest of a lifetime. I just need to avoid falling for a hot alien chef. To raise credits for the local creature shelter, I enter Interstellar Chef. If I win? I'm awarded the catering job of a lifetime and prize money I can donate to the shelter. It won't be easy-contestants must prepare exquisite meals in dangerous alien locations and fellow chefs have been known to attack the others. Some competitors don't make it home alive. All I have to do is avoid my stiffest competition, Thrombuka Nargoth, the brutishly handsome, golden-skinned alien who once left me stranded without my undies in a secluded hallway of a dive bar on Quazar 3. Fraternization among the competitors is strictly forbidden, but the more I try to avoid Throm, the more I can't resist him. Soon we're stealing kisses away from the prying eyes of the camera bots. If we're caught, we'll get thrown off the show. Fate has other plans, however, and soon I don't know what I'm fighting for most-the prize money for the shelter or a future with Throm.