Resultados para "Luna" en Ciencia ficción

Getting caught blowing the whistle on a mob boss isn't the worst part of my day. No, that would be getting sucked through a portal to Faerie. Or finding out I'm a witch who can fly . . . very, very badly. Or fighting off a soul-sucking fae who wants to drain me dry. Or getting stuck in a tree, flashing an orc my hot-pink panties. Actually, that last one might not be so bad. Dravarr's scowls highlight his smoldering eyes and sharp cheekbones, and his touch makes me swoon. Especially since he has to hold me all day and night to keep me from floating away. But the soul-sucking fae come back. 

When I wake in a strange forest, surrounded by "monsters" and "magic," I'm sure it's all some reality-TV prank. My carnival job means I know a lot about all the ways people can be fooled. And the "orc" telling me we're goddess-matched and married has got to be the biggest hoax of all. Branikk's good looks and charming words are way too good to be true. But I keep making ludicrous things appear in ways Hollywood special effects can't match, a unicorn just spoke to me, and when I get an eyeful—a really big eyeful—of Branikk, he's green everywhere.

If someone told me I'd land in a fantasy world and meet my seven-foot husband by flinging myself into his arms so hard we end up horizontal, I'd have laughed it off as a joke. I'm tiny. But it turns out I'm a witch with hidden powers! I can move things with my mind! Instead of being upset I keep crashing into him, the gorgeous orc warrior is thrilled I'm so powerful.

When I storm out of my ex's engagement party, a meddling goddess whisks me away to Faerie and marries me to a massive grump of an orc. As if that's not enough, I can't leave his side without my teleportation magic throwing me straight back into his arms! I dreamed of leaving my small town and traveling, but I never imagined anything like this. I feel like I landed in one of the books I love, with fated mates and close proximity dialed up to eleven. Wranth's gorgeously muscled body and exciting air of warrior prowess sure don't hurt any either.

I went to space looking for adventure, my job to protect the other women of the expedition. When gray aliens wake me from cryo in the middle of a market, it turns out I'm what's on sale. This sure isn't the fun I dreamed of!

I've been invisible my entire life. Wishing for the right someone to notice me, I tapped into something mystical and got so much more than I bargained for. Now two gorgeous gargoyles insist I'm their queen and their mate . . . if I can survive the royal selection trials. Will these fated mates fly away to find happily ever after? Or will a centuries-old rivalry destroy their world and ours?

I left Earth excited to create a new world for humans. Instead, gray aliens wake me from cryo to sell me to the highest bidder. My days are reduced to playing in an alien jungle with lizard kids who think I'm nothing more than a pet. Then a horned blue alien rescues me, whisking me away on a dragon! Raxnor is seven feet of muscled strength and scowls, but he shields me from every danger. In his arms, I feel safe for the first time.

I left Earth the proud captain of a ship destined to save humanity. I wake in a small examination room being poked and prodded by blue aliens. Escape plans whirl through my head—no one's going to keep me from saving the women of my crew. Then he bursts in, seven-feet of command and power topped with horns. Wrin's the first person to speak English, but he looks just like all the other assholes who've been experimenting on me. When he throws me over his shoulder and runs into the jungle, the heat of his touch makes me wonder if I'm in more trouble.

All the bigwigs on Earth said I'd have a bright future in space. They obviously knew nothing, 'cause I'm sweating in the bows of an alien pirate ship. The lizards who captured me figured out I've got a way with machines. Thank god, I've concocted one hell of an escape plan. Then he waltzes into the middle of it, seven feet of handsome wrapped in blue skin and horns. Human guys never wanted me, but Tark doesn't even bother to say hello. I get the alien who leaps straight to, "We're married!" Tark looks at me like I hung the moon, and the heat of his touch gets my motor running.

Stuck slinging pizzas in the deadest of dead-end jobs, I make a wish. In a blink, I'm teetering on top of a standing stone in Faerie, where I have magical powers! And monsters fighting over me! Thank god, the orc wins. A fierce and deadly warrior, Rovann's nothing but gentle with me.

Gorgeous blue alien warriors rescued me from cryosleep, but the other women of my expedition weren't so lucky. As head pilot, I need to find the missing human ship and fly everyone to safety. I partner up with a hunk. Sul's boisterous, fun, and fine as hell. With him, I start to enjoy life in a way I've never known. When our search for clues takes us to an exotic city, mobsters force us to hide in a pleasure house. I've never felt desirable before, and Sul's heated "kizz" offers one hell of a temptation. Yet I can't stray from my mission, no matter how much he makes my body soar.

I get lucky when horned blue aliens rescue me straight from cryo. So when I get the chance to use my communications skills to help save other human women, I jump on it. It's perfect. Except for him. Of all the handsome devils, why did I get stuck alone on a mission with a heartbreaker? Especially one who keeps losing his shirt and carrying me everywhere. Kirel is all smooth talk and easy charm. He claims I'm his fated mate. But I refuse to be fooled by a handsome face again, no matter how tempting his whole . . . package.

Aria Winters is on a mission to rescue Grace, her little sister. The Nezdek came from the skies and took her, and she won't rest until Grace is safe. Aria talks her way onto a Zoran ship set to explore a distant planet, but she didn't expect to fall for the ship's brooding, tall, imposing alien commander. She tries to resist the growly warrior, but he has his radiant eyes set on her. And what a Zoran wants, he takes....

Nathaniel Clarke has a secret. Before he became the owner of an occult bookshop on Bookseller's Row, he was a prince of the kingdom of Paragon. He’s only ever had one weakness, and he hasn’t seen her in a decade. Despite a passionate affair, she refused Nathaniel’s proposal in order to pursue her music career. Now, Nathaniel is reluctant to open old wounds, but he can’t refuse Clarissa’s plea for help, or the passion her nearness awakens in him - even as he learns the cause of what ails her is tangled with the deadly past he left behind.

She is forbidden - and my fated mate. Lilith Rose is having one very, very bad day. The courier is delivering a package to a Federation spaceship when it promptly takes off - with her on board! She unwillingly travels to the alien world of New Exon, where the ship is attacked by ferocious alien barbarians. One of the rugged alien warriors saves her life, but his brooding eyes tell her he wants more than a 'thank you'... Daruk is a Zoran Warrior and the best of his tribe. The golden-skinned, imposingly tall warrior has it all - except a mate.

In Hemlock Hollow, life isn't easy, but it is simple. Things in my community haven't changed much in over 300 years, since the time my Amish ancestors came to what is now the Green Republic. I milk my cow by hand, make fresh bread every morning, and hope to be courted by Jeremiah, a boy I've known since childhood. When my father falls ill, the English doctor says a hospital outside the wall can heal him. Jeremiah convinces me to go on rumspringa, to experience the outside world as an Englisher.