Holiday specials
There's an Alien Down My Chimney
Santa crashed into my chimney, no wait… It’s not Santa, but a sexy alien with antlers.
StellaI am resolved to celebrate Christmas one last time in my grandfather’s cabin before the government takes my home and my land from me. What I didn’t expect, was a visitor, barging in via my freaking chimney.
He’s big, he’s got a tail, antlers, and glowing red eyes. I should be scared, but all I want to do is climb all over him. And since he broke my fireplace… What else is there to do?
Throw some shadowy government goons in the mix who seem to be hunting for him, and my Christmas is turning into the greatest Christmas of them all. I’m just not sure I’m going to live to tell the tale.
Ru’olAs a salvage worker, I’ve seen some crazy things, but this latest find turns my world upside down, sending me through time and space. At first, I think I’m dead, but the rapidly approaching blue planet looks too real for that.
Forced to evacuate my ship, I end up crashing into a tiny cabin roof. When I wake up, the last thing I expect is a spicy, beautiful spitfire standing over me, trying to yank me from a chimney.
I need to get home, and with agents on my tail, my ship in their hands, and no sure way to get back… I have plenty of time for a steamy affair with the feisty human.
There’s an Alien Down My Chimney is a full-length standalone Christmas-themed steamy sci-fi romance featuring one quirky, wounded alien ex-soldier, an ex-fighter pilot with a sentimental streak, and government agents on the chase.
There's an Elf in My Cockpit
My ex wants me dead. When I stumble into the wrong ship, I don’t expect the sexy pilot to ride to my rescue.
ViI’m supposed to be in witness protection, but there’s no hiding from my criminal ex. He wants me dead and he’ll do anything to silence me. To escape his evil clutches, I hide on a shuttle.
But when your family calls you the eternal screw-up, nothing goes as planned. The human pilot is sexy as sin but the last thing I need is for my heart to get tangled up in this mess. I’ve put him in danger and his teenaged cargo too.
When we crash on an ice moon, I know I have to make the ultimate sacrifice to rescue them all.
OliverThe little elf that walked into my cockpit is my every fantasy come true. When I find out what she’s running from, all my protective instincts ignite. Nobody touches what is mine, and this tough-as-nails damsel quickly becomes exactly that.
Mine. Mine to protect and mine to cherish.
Together, we must fight her evil ex, rescue the teens on the ship, and traverse an ice moon to call for help. All while I fight the most important battle of all, to win her heart.
There’s an Elf in my Cockpit a full-length standalone Christmas-themed steamy sci-fi romance featuring one sassy, elfin not-damsel, a sexy former soldier who loves riding to the rescue, and one murderous ex on the chase.
Spy You Next Year
One night. One stolen secret. One alien mate I never saw coming.
DariaI go to the New Year’s Eve gala for one reason: steal a data chip from a decorated general before the clock strikes midnight. Silk dress, poisoned smile, and nerves of steel; this is what I do best. Politics, power, and champagne swirl around me, and nothing is supposed to distract me.
Then I see him.
Killian is devastating in a way that has nothing to do with tailored suits or practiced charm. The air between us hums with heat and warning. When my mission spirals out of control, he’s suddenly there, shielding me, protecting me like my life is already his to claim.
By midnight, I’ve uncovered a betrayal that shatters everything I believed, fallen into a passion I never planned, and found myself running for my life with a man who feels impossible to resist.
KillianEarth was supposed to be simple. Observe. Assess. Decide if this forming Alliance threatens my people. No attachments. No distractions.
Then I see her.
Daria hits me like fate wrapped in silk and shadows. My instincts roar the truth the moment our eyes meet, she is my mate. Mine to protect. Mine to choose, even if she doesn’t know what I am…yet.
As the night burns into chaos, I defy my mission, my people, and fate itself. When dawn comes, I must choose between my duty and the woman who owns my soul. And I will always choose her.
This story was previously part of the no longer available End of an Era anthology.
The Alien Warrior's Valentine
On a struggling alien vineyard, the only thing harder than surviving is letting someone get close.
MariskaI have two years to make this work, and time is running out. The cozy small town is scary when the Aderians are all empaths who seem to know your innermost thoughts.
I came to Llykhe to escape, to find myself again. The vineyard granted to me by the Aderians is supposed to be my salvation, even if it’s rundown and the machines are failing. I have space, but not the privacy I came for.
Then there’s Jeltom. Grumpy and silent, he’s not your typical Aderian empath. When I ask him for help, he actually says no. With Valentine coming, I wonder if explaining a human holiday and asking him to share it is brave or foolish.
JeltomI hadn’t come home to fall for anyone. After being shot, I want simple: familiar air, quiet nights, and absolutely no responsibilities. Then Mariska crosses my path, human and shy like a skittish animal.
Giving her my help when she needs it is easy. It feels like the purpose I’ve been searching for all my life.
When she mentions a custom called Valentine, a strange human ritual, I don’t understand it, but I want to. Not for tradition’s sake, but for hers. This human might just be the one thing my people have forgotten how to find: my fated mate.
The Alien Warrior’s Valentine is a standalone Valentine-themed steamy sci-fi romance featuring a scarred alien warrior searching for home, and a traumatized human looking for peace. This is a story of love and redemption. It’s cozy, sweet, with a little action and a whole lot of romance.