Titres dans Science-fiction

Die erste Regel lautet: Du darfst dich niemals verlieben. Niemals. Tom Hazard ist Geschichtslehrer, ein introvertierter Mann, der ein zurückgezogenes Leben führt. Und er hat ein Geheimnis: Er sieht aus wie 40, ist aber in Wirklichkeit über 400 Jahre alt. Er hat die Elisabethanische Ära in England, die Expeditionen von Captain Cook in der Südsee, Paris der zwanziger Jahre erlebt und alle paar Jahre eine neue Identität angenommen. Aber eines war er immer: einsam.

Alejandra is a survivor. So far, she's lived through abduction, a near drowning, and being lost in an alien forest. She thought things were finally starting to go her way when the most intense, grumpy, and insanely tempting man she's ever seen rescues her from a monster. But sadly, that's just when everything gets even more complicated. Auzed has his orders. He is to find the missing human and deliver her to Tremanta. Getting caught trespassing in Sauven territory was not part of the plan. Neither was pretending to be the sexy beauty's fiancé.

Does Jasira support the dynasties and their influence upon the government she covers? Or is she, like Sheila, working to turn the country away from contemporary feudalism and back to democracy? This is the serial The American Fathers. It involves four dynasties, a Lebanese-American Journalist, an impassioned college professor, a security contractor, a flamboyant hitman, a rebel hacker, a megalomaniac, and a smart, idiosyncratic heiress.

Struck by a strange illness that confounds human doctors, Neera turns to alien physicians instead. The prognosis? She’s not what she always believed herself to be—Earth’s atmosphere is slowly killing her. Too broke to afford the insane cost of relocating to a new, more suitable world, Neera turns in desperation to the Prime Mating Agency. The match? A sexy merman, with pink scales, scarlet hair, and a voice that makes her toes curl.

It only took four years for the world to fall apart. Now the last member of my family has died, and I'm forced to travel across what's left of three states to find the only people I know left alive. To survive, I'll have to scavenge food and supplies and try to avoid violent men who've learned they can take what they want by force. The only way I'm going to make it is by trusting Travis.

He'll make me his perfect little pleasure trophy.... Who knew listening to sexy alien abduction stories could get a girl into trouble? Or that a listener could also be the gateway to another galaxy? I definitely didn't...but here I am anyway, mated to the Tsenturion High Commander just like the unwilling human heroines in my favorite sci-fi romances. The Commander demands obedience. He intends to claim me, train me, and turn me into his perfect little pleasure trophy. He doesn't believe in love. I don't believe in giving in without a fight.

They came. They didn’t do much sight-seeing before they conquered and marked the human Omegas. They call themselves the Regha Horde. We call them the Hordesmen. And Hunger is my new boss.

Caro thought the Dothveks, who helped them when they crash-landed on the planet, were big and brawny and intimidating. But the barbarian who kidnaps her is even scarier. He’s a disgraced Dothvek who’s been exiled from the clan for murder, and he’s been living by himself in the desert. Apparently, he thinks she’s his to take. Not if she has anything to say about it.

Lincoln Atwood survived the contagion that wiped out nine-tenths of humanity. As the last survivor in a secret government bunker, he knows that the other survivors are scared, angry, and dangerous, just like him. After weeks alone with the mummified bodies of his colleagues, he escapes the bunker. But the world outside has changed. Among the crumbling ruins of civilization, he loses himself to the wilderness in his soul. When he sees Caroline, a fellow survivor, she is vision of light in a world gone dark.

Volunteering herself as tribute to the aliens was the only way Holly could ensure the safety of the rest of her bounty hunter crew. Problem is now she’s locked in the alien city and engaged to marry a guy she’s never even met. All she wanted to do was save her friends, so they could get off the sand planet. She never dreamed she’d end up as some huge alien’s mate. She’ll play along until she can find a way to escape, and then she’s gone, and he’ll be nothing but a memory. What could go wrong with this plan?

Ketahn did not want a mate. Fate has a different plan for him. When the queen he despises declares her intention to claim him, he retreats into the jungle.

Patrick Collins earned the peace he’s found in New York City with his pack through sacrifice. Six years out from the end of the world, he’s satisfied with the life he’s built and doesn’t think about what else the future might hold until he stumbles his way into a hostage situation he didn’t ask to be part of. Jonothon de Vere would like nothing more than to wake up each morning with the love of his life and never deal with trouble again. Except Patrick has always been a magnet for such crises, and Jono isn’t one to stand idly by when his lover could use some help.

Years ago, the skies ripped open and the world was destroyed in fire and ash. Dragons - once creatures of legend - are the enemy. Vicious and unpredictable, they rule the skies of the ruined cities, forcing humanity to huddle behind barricades for safety. Claudia's a survivor. She scrapes by as best as she can in a hard, dangerous world. When she runs afoul of the law, she's left as bait in dragon territory. She only has one chance to survive - to somehow tame a dragon and get it to obey her.

Rogue slavers have landed on the ice planet and captured the tribe. The only ones not snatched? Me, a walking human motormouth with no skill except that of incoherent babbling, and Warrek, who's as silent as he is attractive. Two more unlikely people have never been paired together. Saving the others is either going to bring us closer together - or drive us completely apart. I'm pretty sure the feelings I'm having for my alien companion are as unrequited as they are inappropriate, but since we aren't going to make it out alive, what harm is one teeny, tiny kiss?

In the wake of devastating terror attacks that have annihilated the familiar contours of life, Carla Garcia stands as a beacon of hope and resilience in her once-peaceful suburb of San Antonio, Texas. "Savage Earth San Antonio" is not just a story of survival; it's a testament to the indomitable human spirit in the face of the unthinkable.

I thought I'd escaped being given to an alien warrior. I was wrong. I was one hour away from washing out of the Alien Bride Games. None of the Khanavai warriors had chosen me, and I was scheduled on the next shuttle off the filming station. Then, a bright red alien passed me in a hallway—and the next thing I knew, we were all over each other. Bad enough that my name had been drawn in the Bride Lottery. Now, even though they're supposedly over, I'm back in the Games. And not the usual ones, either—a whole new set of challenges, just for me. Guess it'll make for good television back home.

Sikthand hadn't planned to take the stubborn little human hostage. But with political tensions at an all-time high, he had no choice. He would unflinchingly use her as a bargaining chip to secure better relations with the new Tremantian ruler. He would not, however, fall prey to her charms. When Sophia and Sikthand realize how far their enemies are willing to go to grab galactic power, they're forced into an unlikely alliance-and possibly a marriage of convenience-to protect their people. It's a good plan, too, if they don't do anything irrational along the way. Like falling in love.

Madeline lebt in einer Welt ohne Angst, Zweifel oder Chaos. Mit zweiundzwanzig Jahren darf sie endlich den ihr vorbestimmten Platz in der Gesellschaft einnehmen – an Kaans Seite, einem eigens für sie erschaffenen Gefährten. Alles ist perfekt! Doch je länger sie mit ihm zusammenlebt, desto stärker wächst ihr Verdacht, dass diese Perfektion nur ein Trugbild ist. Hinter der makellosen Fassade stimmt etwas nicht.

Anna Carven presents books one through four in the Dark Planet Warriors series.

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.