Resonance.

It’s confirmed on the glaciers planet, forced upon you by the parasitic symbiont called the ‘khui’. With resonance, a guy and a woman are combined up because they’ll make great infants. It’s a success mechanism essential for this sparsely-populated world we’re stranded on . and romantic, in a strange, alien way.

Everyone expects resonance to occur when twenty beginners are dropped onto the frosty world. I question anyone expects the beautiful, golden god named Ashtar to resonate to somebody like me, though. He’s fierce. Flirty. Effective. Disgustingly handsome.

I’m . . . not any of those factors. I’m bland. Boring. Clumsy.

But resonance seems to think we’d end up being great together. And Ashtar will, too . . .

Contains mature themes.