Stranded on an outlaw planet. Hunted by alien mercenaries. Saved by a beautiful woman he cannot touch.
Guard, an all-new fated mates, forbidden, sci-fi romance from USA Today bestselling author Tana Stone is now available!
For Dothvek warrior Rixx, things have gone from bad to worse. After being snatched by Zevrian mercenaries in the Den of Thieves and surviving a disastrous rescue attempt, he wakes up in a strange bed being nursed back to health by a beautiful woman. Even worse? His ship is gone because he's been presumed dead.
Now he’s alone in the treacherous outlaw city as more mercenaries hunt for him. His only hope is the alluring woman with a young daughter who's determined to help him. Despite Rixx’s usual reputation with females, this one is off-limits. She has a mate, even though that man left long ago and never returned.
It doesn’t matter how much he desires Myrria, she can never be his. Rixx needs to focus on survival. But what happens when the survival of Myrria and her daughter is put at risk, and he’s the only one who can save them? But only if he pretends to be Myrria’s mate and share her bed.
The silver fox Drexian is exactly my type. If only I didn’t want to kill him.
Legend, an all-new enemies to lovers, age-gap, sci-fi romance and the third book in the Warriors of the Drexian Academy from USA Today bestselling author Tana Stone is now available!
The Academy’s security chief is gruff and grizzled and makes no secret of his disdain for humans at the ancient school, especially females. Which is why I never should have let him get under my skin. I never should have challenged him to a card game. But once he accepted, I couldn’t back down. I couldn’t let him think he was right about women.
When the stakes of the game get too high, I have nothing left to barter but myself. And Commander Vyk is determined to make me pay handsomely. But will what he requires in payment go against everything he claims to believe? Or will he learn just how dangerous it can be to play with fire?
Legend is the third book in Tana Stone’s Warriors of the Drexian Academy series. This silver fox, age gap, enemies-to-lovers, forbidden romance contains an HEA, and will leave you wanting more cunning Assassins, badass Blades, brilliant Irons, and daring Wings.
Loyalty, an all-new must read, academy, alien romance, and the second book in the Warriors of the Drexian Academy from USA Today bestselling author Tana Stone is now available!
The cocky, high-born cadet is everything I despise and nothing I need. So why did I agree to his deal?
Because it wasn’t a deal, it was blackmail. The arrogant Drexian gave me the choice—throw my friends under the bus or tutor him. Easy choice, even if I suspect he wants more from me than my brains.
Just as I’m getting accustomed to the ancient alien academy and what it means to be a member of the School of Strategy—also called the Assassins—I’m forced to secretly coach a Blade after hours. And I know better than to go back on our deal. You don’t cross the Blades.
But when our lessons take a steamy turn, can I keep my head in the game—and my heart out of it? After all, a hot, brawny warrior like him wouldn’t fall for a brainiac like me, would he?
Then again, maybe he’s the one who should be worried about his heart. You know what they say. Beware of the Assassins.
Loyalty is the second book in Tana Stone’s Warriors of the Drexian Academy series, contains an HEA, and will leave you wanting more cunning Assassins, badass Blades, brilliant Irons, and daring Wings.
I needed a break. A break from the paparazzi, a break from my co-star ex, and a break from being the hottest new actress in Hollywood.
I did not need an orc bodyguard.
Dad Bod Orc, an all-new bodyguard, sci-fi romance, and part of the Dad Bod Monster series from USA Today bestselling author Tana Stone is now available!
But my overprotective dad refuses to let me go on a location shoot without a security detail, and he’s picked the toughest, scariest bodyguard in LA to accompany me. Too bad Roc is also my dad’s friend and my teenage crush. This won’t be awkward at all.
There’s no doubt that Roc is huge and gorgeous and monstrously sexy, but he has the overprotective tendencies of a badass and the antisocial tendencies of an orc. Not always a great combo.
When we end up stranded in a crappy roadside motel with only the world’s cheesiest honeymoon suite available, there’s only one bed and too many mirrors. So much for my plan of avoiding the orc I’d thought I’d never see again.
Two new crew members. One outlaw city. One bed. Too much trouble.
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Tegan is the newest member of the bounty hunter crew and a midwife for all the expecting females on board. As much as she loves her job and loves babies, she has no intention of ever being anyone’s mate. Even if the gold skinned Dothveks are gorgeous. Even if one of them does make her heart flutter.
One of the newest Dothvek crew members aboard the bounty hunting ship, Zaandr is not great around females. He has none of the swagger of the other sand planet barbarians—until he meets the ship’s new midwife Tegan. Despite her insistence that she has zero interest in a mate, he can’t help feeling like their meeting might be fate. Dothveks do have fated mates, after all. But he forgets one thing—fate isn’t always kind.
When Zaandr is assigned to escort Tegan on an unscheduled supply run in the Den of Thieves, neither of them expects that there are aliens on the planet seeking revenge against the Dothveks. When they find themselves on the run and stranded in a brothel with only one bed, can Tegan resist the pull of the Dothvek’s fate—and her own?
If you like hot alien warriors, exotic alien worlds, and fated mates romance with a happily ever after, you’ll love RESCUE, the tenth book in Tana Stone’s sci-fi romance Barbarians of the Sand Planet series.
Legacy, an all-new academy, alien romance from USA Today bestselling author Tana Stone is now available!
The Drexian Academy has four schools and four rules.
Beware of the Assassins.
Don't cross the Blades.
Trust the Irons.
The Wings go as one.
Break them at your peril.
Ariana is the first human instructor at the Drexian Academy and the first female to teach flight to cocky cadets. She’s the best Earth has to offer with a lot to prove. But it will take more than being the best to survive the secret requirements, unwritten rules, and ancient traditions of the alien military training school.
Volten lacks the one thing Drexians value most—a proud and respected clan. He’s risen to the position of flight instructor at the academy without a lineage to speak of, but not without paying a steep price. One thing he doesn’t count on as he ascends the ranks is the beautiful human pilot who might threaten everything that’s within his grasp.
Within the dark walls of the school lie secrets that could tear both pilots’ worlds apart. Beyond the stone towers and cruel spires are dangers neither could imagine. Will these wings go as one. . . risk it all to break the rules. . . or break each other?
Legacy is the first book in the Warriors of the Drexian Academy series, contains an HEA, and will leave you wanting more.
Sharing my quarters is putting us both in serious danger of landing on the naughty list for life!
Yool: Holidate with an Alien, an all-new steamy, laugh-out-loud sci-fi romcom, from USA Today bestselling author Tana Stone, is now available!
This might not be so hard if I was the kind of girl who dated bad boys. I’m not. I’m a fighter pilot for the Valox resistance who can hold her own against any tough guy. It doesn’t hurt that I spent my childhood being carted around the galaxy and learning tricks from my card-shark father. Which is why when the silver-skinned alien eyes me like an easy mark in the grungy bar, I can’t resist taking him for all he’s worth.
But I don’t care about his money. I want him to pretend to be my boyfriend so one of the new mechanics at the base will stop hitting on me. The plan is foolproof. Yool will come to the holiday party as my date, convince everyone that I’m off-limits, and then hightail it out of my life.
What I didn’t bet on is the smuggler being so frustratingly charming that my fellow rebels are convinced he’s a candidate for the nice list. Sharing my quarters is putting us both in serious danger of landing on the naughty list for life!
When the base is sabotaged after Yool arrives and he’s blamed for it, I have to prove he’s innocent before the holly jolly holidays become a merry mess.
This sweet and steamy holiday tale is part of the Holidate With an Alien collection, a collaboration of authors telling holiday tales with a science fiction romance twist. Each book is a standalone, containing its own Happily Ever After. They can be read in any order.
Keep reading for a look inside Yool: Holidate with an Alien!
“Are you sure you didn’t do this on purpose?” Dani wrinkled her nose as we entered the bar.
Her reaction wasn’t unwarranted. The dingy place smelled of sour ale and even more pungent bodies. Our shoes stuck to the floor as we walked, and I was pretty sure the things I saw scuttling in the corners weren’t dust bunnies.
“Do what?” I assumed my most innocent facial expression, even though my lips quivered. “We needed to stop to refuel.”
Dani folded her arms across her chest, nearly hiding the Valox insignia emblazoned on one side as she eyed me with suspicion. “There are other outposts with refueling stations, Brooke.”
I twitched one shoulder and winked at her. “None of them have the same bootleg whiskey from Calderon.”
“Or card games running in the back room.”
I pressed a hand to my heart in mock surprise. “Are you implying that I rigged our journey, so we’d need to stop here and refuel, while I helped lighten the purses of these good folks?”
My copilot snorted a half laugh as we both surveyed the slack figures leaning against the long bar or precariously perched on rickety stools or sagging over empty tankards. Calling these drunks, down-on-their-luck mercenaries, and washed-up pirates ‘good folks’ was an undeserved kindness.
As much as I wanted to pretend that I didn’t know what Dani was implying, my fellow resistance pilot and closest friend was right about me. I’d known very well where our patrol route would take us. I’d known which bar we’d visit. I’d known what would happen as we walked through the door. My heart raced and my fingers buzzed with the possibility of holding well-worn cards in my hands, the paper soft at the edges and the colorful figures faded as they peered up at me. I’d known I wouldn’t be able to resist.”
“Sometimes I wonder why you joined the resistance when you love this so much.” Dani shook her head, but the expression on her face wasn’t judgmental. Almost everyone who’d ended up fighting with the Valox had some kind of dodgy past. Mine just happened to involve a father who’d taught me to play cards and win. The only differences between me and my low-life dad was that I didn’t cheat, and I would never have left my kid behind when the empire came looking.
“I can love cards and crushing the empire at the same time.” I patted my chest. “My heart is big enough for both.”
I didn’t have to state the obvious. I was an even better pilot than I was a card player, and that was saying something. I also detested the Zagrath, and I’d found a home with other renegades who felt that same way. Even though we’d all but destroyed the empire, with the help of the Vandar, there was evidence that it hadn’t been entirely eliminated, which was why we still flew patrols to look for signs of the enemy.
“Let’s hope this time we don’t get chased out by a Sporolian with a bad temper and a barbed tail.”
I laughed at the memory, although I agreed with Dani. That wasn’t the way I wanted to leave the outpost. Not this time.
“I promise not to take any big wagers,” I told my friend. “I’d be content with a little extra for holidays gifts.”
“Dani muttered a curse under her breath. “I’d almost forgotten about the holiday party coming up.”
“How could you forget?” I grinned at her. “Christmas is one of the few carryovers from Earth traditions that I like. Presents, cookies, cheesy songs. What’s not to like?”
“She shook her head at me and laughed. “Your obsession with Christmas is almost as unexpected as your gambling skills.”
Dani wasn’t the first person to be startled that a human female with unruly brown curls usually pulled up in a ponytail and a smattering of freckles could be so ruthless at the card table. I didn’t look like the gamblers that frequented card rooms, which was a crucial part of my strategy.
“What can I say?” I winked at her. “I’m full of contradictions.”
Sharing my quarters is putting us both in serious danger of landing on the naughty list for life!
Yool: Holidate with an Alien, an all-new steamy, laugh-out-loud sci-fi romcom, from USA Today bestselling author Tana Stone, is now available!
This might not be so hard if I was the kind of girl who dated bad boys. I’m not. I’m a fighter pilot for the Valox resistance who can hold her own against any tough guy. It doesn’t hurt that I spent my childhood being carted around the galaxy and learning tricks from my card-shark father. Which is why when the silver-skinned alien eyes me like an easy mark in the grungy bar, I can’t resist taking him for all he’s worth.
But I don’t care about his money. I want him to pretend to be my boyfriend so one of the new mechanics at the base will stop hitting on me. The plan is foolproof. Yool will come to the holiday party as my date, convince everyone that I’m off-limits, and then hightail it out of my life.
What I didn’t bet on is the smuggler being so frustratingly charming that my fellow rebels are convinced he’s a candidate for the nice list. Sharing my quarters is putting us both in serious danger of landing on the naughty list for life!
When the base is sabotaged after Yool arrives and he’s blamed for it, I have to prove he’s innocent before the holly jolly holidays become a merry mess.
This sweet and steamy holiday tale is part of the Holidate With an Alien collection, a collaboration of authors telling holiday tales with a science fiction romance twist. Each book is a standalone, containing its own Happily Ever After. They can be read in any order.
Christmas with an Alien, an all-new laugh-out-loud and steamy, sci-fi rom-com from USA Today bestselling author, Tana Stone, is now available!
Caroline isn’t a Scrooge, but the weeks leading to Christmas are not her favorite. The personal shopping department where she works is insanely busy and the clients have crazy requests. Plus, this is her first holiday being single after a bad breakup. When her last appointment of the day is a gorgeous, blue-skinned alien, she isn’t too surprised. After all, everyone knows that aliens are real since a species of interstellar warriors revealed themselves and the fact that they’d been defending Earth for decades.
What does startle Caroline is that Griff isn’t looking for unique Christmas presents. He’s on Earth to find a mate.
Although she reluctantly agrees to help him, finding a bride for an alien isn’t as easy as it might seem, especially when word gets out that the hottie is on the market. Between the alien-obsessed women swiping right on his new dating profiles and the paparazzi dogging them, Griff is no closer to finding a bride. He is much closer to his personal shopper, though. If only she didn’t think loyal guys were as much of a fantasy as flying reindeer.
Can Griff melt the ice in Caroline’s heart and convince her that good things do come in big, blue packages?
Christmas with an Alien is a standalone, sweet and steamy, sci-fi, Christmas, he falls first, romantic comedy. It’s loosely connected to the Tribute Brides of the Drexian Warriors series, but it can be read on its own without having read any books in that series.
Keep reading for a look inside Christmas with an Alien!
Griff
“How much longer until we land?” I glanced at the Drexian pilot in front of me and tried to relax my grip on my knees. I might have spent half of my life in space, but the ships I traversed the galaxy on were considerably larger than the transport that was currently entering the atmosphere of Earth. I was unaccustomed to the bumpy ride of smaller ships, and I was not enjoying the sensations.
“We’re almost there.” The dark-haired alien craned his neck around to give me a grin. “The jumps were the hard part.”
I nodded, doing my best not to think about the jumps through space that had shortened the trip from the Drexian space station. My stomach was still in my throat from being tugged through the fabric of space.
“I thought Valorians were great sky wanderers,” the Drexian copilot said, as he eyed me. “You don’t look so good back there.”
I doubted the alien knew what an ill Valorian looked like, since our skin was blue and rarely changed hues, even when we did have the urge to heave all over the pristine, black floor of a space vessel. “I am fine. I am just eager to arrive.”
“Shopping, right?”
I cut my gaze to the Drexian seated next to me who had asked the question. He’d seemed friendly when we’d boarded the transport on the station’s hangar bay, but I remembered that he was one of the Drexians who worked with the tribute bride program. Even now, he held a tablet in his hands as he scanned quickly through images of females.
“I don’t blame you.” He sighed without looking up. “This is the best time of year to shop on Earth.”
I put my hand in my pocket, touching the small device that contained the reason I was visiting the human world. “I am interested in procurement. I have a list.”
“I hope so, if you’re going to go shopping in New York City at Christmastime.” The copilot let out a low whistle. “From what I hear, the place can be a mad house.”
I blinked at the back of his head. A mad house? I did not wish to go to any place that contained the insane. “I do not want to visit mad houses.”
“If it’s your first time on Earth, you might need some help.” The Drexian next to me straightened as the transport shuddered and dropped below the clouds. “I’d be happy to play tour guide for you, but I have to meet with some new tribute bride candidates. For some reason, a large number of our applicants have requested Christmas weddings, which means I don’t have much time to finalize the selection process and return them to the station to be matched.”
Even though I wasn’t Drexian, I was familiar with their tribute bride program, where they matched human females to Drexian warriors in need of a mate, brought them to their holographically enhanced space station and put them in fantasy suites, and then treated to dream weddings in space. For decades, the Drexians had conducted the program with the permission of the Earth governments but not with the knowledge of the public, but after the program was made public—called the Reveal—Earth had adapted to the knowledge and females had been clamoring to be chosen for the program. The Drexians success with the tribute brides was the reason I was on my way to Earth.
“Do not worry about me,” I said. “I am sure I will adapt to Earth.”
His dark brow lifted. “You say that because you’ve never been to New York the week before Christmas.”
