Resultados para "Taken" en Ciencia ficción

There are no rules, and to the victor go the spoils, namely one feisty human female who claims it’s all a big mistake. A misunderstanding. What she should’ve said to the brutal warrior who nabbed her was that he had mistakenly abducted the wrong girl entirely. Oh, wait. She did. Taken by one cyborg. Claimed by another. Both powerful beasts believe she is their mate. Thrown over the victor’s shoulder and carted off, Lavender finds herself trapped on another world, another planet, in another star system.

Nosy, undisciplined humans aren't high on his list. Not until a brilliant, beautiful doctor sets all his senses on fire. Living with his brother Rokul and his human mate Tella was quite enough for Takar. A life in the military taught him to be controlled. Restrained. Rules were there for a reason, even if the humans never seemed to understand. But when a curious human woman bursts into his duty station, he can't get escape his thoughts of her. And when she plunges into danger, he'll ignore his own rules to keep his mate safe. Scientist Daphne is terrible with mysteries.

Naga-alien King Gravon expected a solitary journey through the cosmos, not a stowaway that rocked him to his core. Yet he's faced with Azha—a human slave who used his ship to flee her masters. Now he is more than happy to offer her passage and bring her home with him . . . forever. King Gravon knows a secret Azha doesn't. She's his mate, and he's not willing to let her go. Even if she is human and he's an alien.

Captured, starved, and blinded, Tas hates humans. For 80 agonizing years, he’s plotted his vengeance. Then one day, his captors make a fatal mistake. When the door to his cage opens, he’s ready to destroy the human on the other side. But a different instinct takes over when he scents the female. His fangs ache, demanding he make the fearless female his. Juniper owes a lot of money to a very bad man. To clear her debt, all she has to do is drive a van and not ask questions. When she hears a voice in the back, she finds a gargoyle…who intends to claim her as his mate.

The Voraxian king has come again—and this time, he's come for me. I've got no desire to be claimed by the alien king. Blue skin, seven feet, and strapped with muscle, I've seen what his kind does to humans. And I don't care that he watches me with hunger.

An undercover alien. A curvy human female he’s desperate to claim. One month to make her his. Tabitha Mathews has never had much luck with men. Her past relationships only left her heart aching and her self-esteem beaten down. But who needs them? She’s doing just fine on her own. She has a booming home business, an adorable, mischievous dog, and she just became a first-time homeowner…right next door to the hottest man she’s ever seen. Oh, did she mention that he happens to be an alien? An alien with dreamy, glowing eyes, wicked fangs and claws, and a tail.

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.

Crash-landed on an alien planet where everything seems to want to kill me, I've got no choice but to rely on the hunter, Grizz, to help me survive, steer clear of the awful male I crashed with, and find my family missing somewhere on the island. Huge, green-skinned, with a tail, tusks, and claws, Grizz seems so hot and cold. Could it be cultural differences? Why else would he be so reluctant to help me? Or… could it be that I've unlocked a fire-breathing monster within him that wants me, not just once, but to keep?

What's got four arms, huge spikes shooting out of his spine, and is utterly insane? Oh yeah, that's right. It's the freaking alien gladiator who's fighting in the games—for me—because I'm the prize he's geared to win. How I ended up here is just as much of a mystery as is how I lost my memory. I've got no idea who I am, where I'm from, or why no other species on this diverse and chaotic planet look anything like me. But as the gladiator and I spend more time together, I'm starting to realize… yeah, he might be crazy, but so am I.

I'm a hybrid from an unknown planet and a pleasure female up for auction. He's a Lemoran clan chief, among the wealthiest in all the quadrants. With horns that shoot to the ceiling, the male shaped like a mountain is not one of the bidders supposed to purchase me. But he's here and he doesn't seem to want to leave.

I'm trapped on a harsh, snow-covered planet waiting to be hunted, with no way of escape. I know that the alien warrior chief with purple skin and a cutting tail is coming for me, but I've got no intention of letting him take me. I'll fight him with hands and fists, knives and teeth. I'll fight the rising heat between us. I'll fight the ache in my chest where an empty hole beats, serving as a painful reminder that once, before his kind took from me, I had a heart. It’s a heart that the warrior thinks is his. And unfortunately, he's unafraid to fight for what he wants.

I thought he liked me. He's been my only source of company for the past rotation that I've been held captive. But when he rejects me in front of everyone, I get the shrov out, determined to find humans on another satellite far far away from this mess that is my life. Except I don't exactly receive the warm homecoming I expect. Instead this homecoming is more of the dangerous stabby stabby variety . . . and to get out of the new mess I've found myself in, I might just need a space pirate's help. But what will I have to trade him for it?

There are a few things my Tri-God did not prepare me for. The first? Niahhorru pirates. They want the coordinates to an unprotected human satellite, and I have them. The confusing? The human Council's secrets that I've uncovered and that may get me killed. The most sinful? The pressure in my stomach...well, lower than my stomach...that draws me to the male who hates me most in this universe.

They want to make a “triumvirate” with me. I ask what it does. They smirk. One whispers: “It makes babies.” If you’re from Eden and see a man, it doesn’t always taint you right away. As long as your mind doesn’t think dirty thoughts too quickly, and as long as you don’t like what you see too much, you’re probably safe. At least you’d have time to look away.

Leona Griffin is at the height of her career as a para-archeologist thanks to a recent Underworld discovery. Her high profile attracts the attention of an organization of elite, secretive collectors. They want her to authenticate the artifacts that aspiring members submit as evidence to join their group. The ceremony takes place at a glittering reception where Leona is shocked to discover that one of the relics is a powerful Old-World object known as Pandora’s Box. But she’s not the only one interested in that artifact.

Phylomenia only has two rules. Never profit from someone else’s suffering, and don’t make the same mistake twice. Rekindling the flames of a 30-year-old love affair would mean repeating the biggest mistake of her life - falling in love with Scott and Garrett. So why is she tempted to fall again? Scott made a mistake that cost him everyone he loved. The time has come to make things right.

After being set up and found guilty of a crime she didn’t commit, Jessica volunteers for the Interstellar Bride Program to avoid a lengthy prison sentence. She is assigned to a prince, the heir to the throne of the powerful planet Prillon, but her future is left in doubt when the match is rejected by Prillon’s current ruler. When his own father seeks to banish him and deny him his right to a mate, Prince Nial takes matters into his own hands.

He's a thief. And what did he steal? Yours truly. I get it that women are a hot commodity on this planet, but why me? It's not like there weren't others to choose from. Besides, I've just found my sister and I have no desire to be away from her. But this alien doesn't take no for an answer - in English or in his language. So now I'm stuck in a new village with a bunch of Boraq who would rather see me dead than mated to their Masse. However, the more time I spend with the infuriating male, the harder it is to plan my escape. If only I could find a way to stay alive and be his.

Tarex of Axxeon was supposed to find his people a new planet. Instead, he ended up the plaything of an insane master. Since crash landing with his crew and being sold to a master on the ghost planet, Hanasha-Yupa, one thought keeps Tarex fighting: freedom. He’s been forced to do things that haunt him. He needs to escape now, before his captors change his brain and make him one of them. Forever. He’s close to busting out when they throw the human female at his feet and demand that he do one more horrible thing.

I have a purple stalker. I don’t know what possessed me to hit the Xarc’n warrior with my bat, but now I have a stalker—a big, purple stalker with fangs and horns. And to make things worse, I can’t go back to New Franklin. After my first night out on my own, I wake up all wrapped up and cuddly with a certain possessive hunter. He purrs like a giant cat and vows to protect me. And to top it all off, he has a pet squirrel. A freakin’ pet squirrel! The “Jerk” claims he can’t let go of me, but I don’t buy it. I’m no squirrel, and I don’t intend to be his pet.