Stolen by an Alien

I broke the rules and stole an auction item from her buyers. Because somehow, they’d managed to abduct a Gryfala princess. Though, she doesn’t look, or act, or sound quite like I thought one of her kind would. But I’m merely a Rakhii gladiator; this is the closest I’ve actually ever been to a princess. I’d be considered lucky, indeed, if she chose me to guard her. Instead, I want more. I need her to claim me. Because she doesn’t know it, but now I can’t let her go.

When my human mate was auctioned, she was sold to a savage lot of aliens. I rescued her body from her tormentors. But her mind... She is hurt. She’s afraid I will abandon her; but I’ve been waiting all my life for my mate. I am not going to walk away. I’m going to help her heal. And I will help her fight for us.

I was abducted by aliens. The aliens that I've been auctioned to don't speak my language, and I definitely can't speak theirs. I didn't expect to get married by accident to the sweet one. I didn't expect to have a grumpy alien bond to me and go a little crazy if other males get near me, or if I try to leave. It doesn't matter if they've won my heart. I can't stay.

I was abducted by aliens and auctioned to a positively lovely, bleak place called the Underwater Pleasure Dome. An amphibious alien with hands like bug zappers helped spring me, and if you've followed my friends' adventures, you know Dohrein and I teamed up because we're both equally stellar, and awesome attracts awesome. This is the story of what happened after abduction life. The good part. The part where we settle in and build brand-new lives on this brand-new planet. I just need to have tea with my alien-in-law and convince her to set her pet humans free. No biggie.

Hi. I’m Gwen. I’m a single mom to two growing boys - and now I’m the brand new owner of an alien whose greatest wish in life is to become a live-in nanny. It’s been kind of a weird day. I wholeheartedly recommend adding an alien to your household though. He cooks, he cleans - and the kids love him. But three things you should know if you’re going to keep a seven-foot-tall alien in your basement? You might want to invest in flameproof cookware. He will think of you as his planet’s equivalent of a princess. And my alien is totally stealing my underwear.

I was gifted as a slave-bride to an alien giant. That's the start of my day. At least I have my guide dog, Kota, with me. I'd be lost without her...literally. Yes. I'm blind. And our new alien owner is kind enough that he's not holding me to the wife or slave deal even though that's what I was intended for. We've basically been dropped into a scene from Little House on the Alien Prairie, complete with his one-room cabin, and he's been the perfect gentleman. He's pretty great, and I'm actually starting to wish I could take him home with me.

I’ve been abducted by aliens and auctioned to an alien pirate. My epic love of movies sort of comes in handy, what with all the sci-fi suddenly in my face. Therefore, I don’t completely lose my mind when my new owner takes me to his ship where I learn I’m under the control of not one, but five space pirates. (And it’s not scary at all when I only meet four of them, and everyone warns me away from the mystery fifth alien.) Luckily, they’re not deterred by the fact that I've come to them carrying a passenger. I’m pregnant.

When my employee propositions me, I’m taken aback. Yeah, she's gorgeous, exotic, and adventuresome, but besides the issue of me being her boss, she proposes something casual. Which is reason enough to give me pause, because I’m not a casual kind of guy. But long story short, we get together, it’s great, and I’m crazy about her, which means I have a big problem. Seven of them, actually—that’s how many brothers she has. And I don’t know about you, but to me, that sounds like the recipe for an @$$ whooping.