Captured by seven-foot-tall aliens who deal with escape attempts… harshly Tasha: I stole from the warrior species. Now I’ve piloted straight into the warship of an arrogant alien captain with a deathwish and an obsession with me. The last thing you want to run into with a cargo of stolen Orbs is an Aurelian Warship. If they’re working for the Empire, you’re facing a hundred years in jail. If t Rogue Aurelians claim human women. The all-male species is dedicated to finding their Fated Mate. When they smell the scent of a potential mate, they go mad with need. Any...

Captured by seven-foot-tall aliens who deal with escape attempts… harshly Tasha: I stole from the warrior species. Now I’ve piloted straight into the warship of an arrogant alien captain with a deathwish and an obsession with me. The last thing you want to run into with a cargo of stolen Orbs is an Aurelian Warship. If they’re working for the Empire, you’re facing a hundred years in jail. If t Rogue Aurelians claim human women. The all-male species is dedicated to finding their Fated Mate. When they smell the scent of a potential mate, they go mad with need. Any attempts to escape the spaceship would be dealt with the trademark mercilessness of the arrogant species. As my little ship is brought into the belly of the ship, I’m terrified of the fate that awaits me. Captain Aleon. Possessive. Dominant. Seven-feet-tall of chiseled perfection and pure, cocky arrogance. He’s flanked by the two brutish men of his triad who live for blood and violence. I’m drawn to them, but I can sense the anger and pain deep in their souls. These are broken men who can never be redeemed. Broken men who ache to claim me and me theirs. I’m trapped on an alien warship with hundreds of the testosterone-fuelled warriors who haven’t seen a woman in years… And there’s no way out.