AYVINX

One more job and I’m out. I’m finished with this lousy globe. Deliver the individual female to the Imperator of Fenda so he can come with an exotic recent addition to his royal harem.

But I can’t get plenty of of her. This feisty small human has the soul of a true Zalaryn warrior.

Simply my luck. I’ve been blessed having a bonded mate-and she’s the house of another male.

I don’t treatment what regulations says: she’s mine.

I’ve got a plan. And I cannot wait to claim my prize .

JULA

I suppose this about Claimed by the Alien Mercenary: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance spaceship is preferable to rotting in an Earth prison cell. Because that’s where I belong. I’m a thief. A killer. Trust means nothing to me . . . unless I can utilize it to obtain what I want.

This alien mercenary thinks he can tame me, thinks he can use me as a pawn within this intergalactic war? Let him try.

He’s making me sweet claims, but too harmful to him, I understand how this game is played. I understand the rules. And I know how to win.

If I want to get off this planet, I have zero choice but to trust him.

But when he informs me that I’m his bonded partner, I realize that maybe this is not a game after all. Maybe it’s something much, much more . . .

Contains mature themes.