Böcker av Jade Lyons

SummerWell long story short. I was abducted. Actually, abducted by aliens. They were 8 feet tall, with green warty skin and long nasty claws. And, they were vicious. Luckily for us, they kinda got themselves blown up. They were trying to take a shortcut through an unstable wormhole. That's karma for ya. There were about fifty other females in the cage with me. We made it to an escape pod. Did I forget to mention that not all of us were human? Well, we're not. We were rescued and taken to a space station. Get this we're in the Pegasus Galaxy. Bad news, there is no way home. There is a matchmaking service here. We decided it was our best option. We have no money, no education. What else is there? Besides, have you seen the profiles? These guys are hot. Three of us are matched with brothers. We hop on a transport and travel to the planet Haven. Well, we're here but my match is MIA. I get on the transport with the rest. Maybe one of them had to stay at the farm, and they tossed for it and he lost. Hey, throw me a bone here. We get to the farm and he's still MIA. I go to bed and about midnight the bed dips. He jumps back up yelling "Lights." I look up and the hottest male that I have ever seen is looking down at me. He demands to know who I am and why I'm here. Turns out he was away on a mission for the military and didn't know anything. His idiot brothers decide that since they were signing up, why not sign him up too? HunterI just got home from a mission. I am exhausted. All I want is a bath and bed. I jump in the cleanser. I go to my bedchamber and sit down on my bed. Someone is in my bed. I jump back up and yell "Lights." I look down and the most beautiful female is looking up at me. I catch her scent. My mating fangs extend. We argue about why she is here. I call my brothers. I'm sure that this has to be one of their hair-brained schemes. They explained that they were signing up, and didn't see any reason why I shouldn't sign up as well. I fume.My mate came out of my bedchamber. She says she is going to the matchmaker the next suntime and get this mess all straightened out. I have news for her. She is my mate. She isn't going anywhere.

A fleet of spaceships hover over the capitals of Earth's nations. All news stations are broadcasting the events. The broadcast shows an honest-to-goodness flying saucer. Then, an announcement interrupts the broadcasts. We detected an anomaly in your magnetosphere that will cause it to weaken. The magnetosphere has already begun to weaken, and there will be a magnetic pole shift soon. We also determined that within the next fifteen years, your star will go through a phase of extreme solar flares. With a weakened magnetosphere all life on Earth will perish. JadeOur ship was under attack when suddenly, a third ship appeared and started firing on them. Their ship explodes and our savior requests to come on board. I look toward the hatch as it opens. The most gorgeous male I have ever seen steps onto the ship. I fight the urge to fan myself. I can feel the heat rising. He is approximately 6'5" and has not an inch of fat on him. He has a swimmer's build, you know muscular toned but not muscle-bound, lean, and mean. He kind of reminds me of Legolas, from Lord of the Rings. He has long white hair. His eyes are ice-blue and his pupils are slitted like a cat. He has fangs and his ears are pointed like a Vulcan's. He has five fingers on each hand that end in what looks like retractable claws. I can't see if he has claws on his toes cause he's wearing boots. He is so hot. I'm drooling. Then he has to open his mouth and ruin the fantasy. What an ass. Wraith I am greeted by a young female. She is the most beautiful female that I have ever seen. My mating fangs extend. What am I doing? I mentally shake myself. She can't be my mate. She is human. I have never heard of an Elorian finding their soulmate among humans. I look down at her. I am speechless. I tell myself all the reasons she can not be my mate. I look down at her. She is tiny, the top of her head only reaches my shoulder. She has long black hair. Her eyes are the color of Tupor tree leaves. She has no fangs and no claws. No wonder she needs protection. She is soft. Her hips are round. Her mounds are large. I hold myself back. All I want is to wrap her up in my arms. She is my mate. I can't stay with her. I have to find my littermates. I have no choice. I catch her scent and I almost pick her up and take her back to my ship. I stop myself. This has me on edge.