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The alien captain rescuing me from the Dominion breeding facility is nothing like the other Tallean males I’ve met. He’s wild, untamed, and hot as sin. The fierce warrior sets my body on fire. He stalks right up to me and tells me I’m his. And bonus—he knows my sister! Eager to celebrate my newfound freedom, I jump on tall, dark, and dangerous for a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am the first chance I get. He is an alien and can’t knock me up. It’s a win-win all around. What could possibly go wrong?

A grumpy demon warrior who doesn't want a mate. A secret spy mission to a mysterious outpost. One pretend mating to protect me from human-hating savages.

The Kadrixans. Even their name inspires terror. Fiery-skinned and devil-like, they stand head and shoulders taller than any human man. Our colony made a terrible bargain with these monsters. The Kadrixans give us precious ore in exchange for the one thing they need.

This is a podcast sharing unique stories from unique people from Southern Utah University with the goal of showcasing the diversity that we have here. Special thanks to: My partner, family, and friends, Maren Hirschi, The CDI at SUU, and the Thunder 91 radio station crew.

The scary alien hunter has his eyes on me. He’s got sharp fangs, massive claws, huge horns, and walks around in nothing more than a loincloth! Totally terrifying! So why is my body betraying me and reacting in ways it shouldn’t? With troublemakers inside the gates and deadly space bugs roaming outside, I soon realize Mal’k is the last person I should fear. Because in this crazy bugpocalypse, a hyper-protective Xarc’n warrior is the very thing I need.

Siobhan’s scent calls me to claim her, but I tell her the same lie I tell everyone else: I’m not interested in a mate. I focus on her delicious creations instead, even though she’s the one I truly crave. I try to stay away, but I cannot. Everything draws me to her, and when I learn of her quest to find her sister, my mouth offers to help before my brain can stop it. I’m a failed hunter, not worthy of a mate, and every moment alone with the tempting female tests my control. She thinks of me as her protector, but if she knew the thoughts I have of her, she’d run the other way.

No one ever told me the bugpocalypse would be so lonely. I was ready when the man-eating space bugs descended from the skies. I have everything I need in my fortress: food, water, and my dog, Waffles, but I'm bored out of my gourd and lonely AF. So when a Xarc’n warrior breaks into my home, I decide to “detain” my purple intruder. Note to self: Tranquilizer darts and zip ties do not hold big, burly hunters. At all. Now I have more muscley warrior than I know what to do with pressing me up against the counter and claiming I’m his.

Regarding gender relations, the evangelical world is divided between complementarians and egalitarians. While both perspectives have much to contribute, the discussion has reached a stalemate. Michelle Lee-Barnewall critiques both sides of the debate, challenging the standard premises and arguments and offering new insight into a perennially divisive issue in the church. She brings fresh biblical exegesis to bear on our cultural situation, presenting an alternative way to move the discussion forward based on a corporate perspective and on kingdom values.

I’ve been looking for my Prince Charming my entire life. When ravenous, human-eating bugs descend from the skies, I think my dream is doomed—until a musclebound Xarc’n hunter rescues me from certain death. Tarv’k is strong and brave, and the purring in his chest turns my knees to jelly. Too bad he’s pretending not to be interested. I might be small and soft-spoken, but I’m also stubborn; I get what I want. He won’t know what hit him!

A knight in shining loincloth. That’s what I’m looking for. I’ve been lusting after the Xarc’n hunters since they landed on Earth, offering to help us fight the alien bugs. These seven feet tall, musclebound warriors are horned, clawed, and fanged—the ultimate protectors. And Rajiv’k is the perfect specimen. Just one problem: I can’t fall in love. Nope! Not after the crappy relationships I’ve had. I refuse to deal with a broken heart during the bugpocalypse. No way! So I keep things transactional, his protection for my companionship. What can go wrong, right?

Vom ersten Satz zum fertigen Roman - wir gehen mit dir gemeinsam den Weg ins Autorenleben. Mit spannenden Interviews aus der Buch-Branche, Tipps für den Autoren-Werkzeugkasten und unserem eigenen Blick auf das Romanschreiben! Von angehenden Autorinnen für angehende Autoren und Autorinnen. Wir hören, sehen, schreiben uns.

Everyone has issues and experiences that deeply affect their lives. Some are good, some bad, but all of them combine to make each person who they are on any given day. But while it is common to have life experiences, it is rare to find a writer who can define and describe life’s journey in a way that connects with virtually anyone who reads the work. Author Lynn Bryant has achieved this delicate task in her debut collection of poetry, Peeling Myself a Soul.

Hertfordshire, October 5th 2016. At around two a.m., PC Dave Wardell and his dog, PD Finn, were trying to apprehend a robbery suspect when he turned around and attacked them. Finn was stabbed with a 10-inch-bladed knife, both through his chest, via his armpit, and then - the knife bound for Dave - through the top of his head. Finn no doubt saved Dave's life, but the race was on to try to save Finn's. Dave Wardell's heartfelt memoir charts an incredible journey of friendship and loyalty.

In the dark days since the sudden death of her surgeon husband, Julia’s main worry has always been Tash. Her student daughter was broken - she worshiped her father. But six months on, Julia thinks the light is returning. She is about to find out that she’s wrong. When she saves the life of a boy who’s been hanging around her beach cottage, the questions start. All she has to go on is the butterfly tattoo on his wrist, but who is he? What was he doing there? And why was her late husband’s watch in his bag? Julia wants to believe it’s a casual theft.

Ten years ago, Grace made her dying sister a promise - that she would look after Hope’s baby son as her own. Now, the man whose son she is raising has turned up on Grace’s operating table, fighting for his life. When an accusation of negligence follows, Grace is forced to confront not just the man who abandoned her sister, but also his mother, Norma - who blames Grace for taking everything she loves. Based on what her sister told her, Grace is sure she did the right thing to keep that promise. But what if Hope didn’t tell her everything?

When I charged the enemy to rescue a ravishing female who caught my eye, I didn’t expect the mate bond to drop me to my knees. Captured, I’m locked behind electrified bars in a genetic lab where a researcher throws the female into my cell and demands we reproduce.

Who says that? And why did I say that? And why do we entertain that s#*%? These are the true stories of the questionable, ill-advised, and just plain stupid things people say to each other and how this outrageous advice can turn into the best made plans in life.The podcast aims to connect people from different walks of life and cultures, with plans to interview guests from diverse backgrounds.Every month join Cindy Lynn and Cindi Lee and guests as they discuss life, parenthood, womanhood, and the juice about being a human at different stages of development. From birth to death and ...

They will never take what is OURS! Little human Angie escaped the Dominion three years ago. Now they’re here to take her back. But the Dominion will never succeed, because she’s OURS! We know Angie is our mate. It’s not a matter of if the mating bond will form, it’s a matter of when. She thinks she can avoid us. But there’s nowhere for her to run, nowhere for her to hide. Together, we are stronger.

As merchandise heading to an intergalactic auction, Ashe’s future looks grim. So when a too-sexy-for-his-own-good alien outlaw solicits her help to break them out of lockup, she jumps on the chance. Ashe only needs to survive long enough with the known criminal to get her end of the bargain: freedom. She trusts the clawed and fanged Tallean warrior to keep her safe, but who will keep her safe from him?

My prestigious new job as the assistant to a colony leader starts as an honor. Then I stumble across the colony’s dirty little secrets. Hell-bent on exposing the atrocities, I reach out to a rebel group to feed them information. Too quickly, the jig is up. I manage one last message to my rebel contact, Zach, before I’m locked in the mad councilman’s basement. When Trask arrives, he claims to be my contact. He’s huge and horned with wings that darken the sky. I know he’s lying because Zach is human, but when the monster steals me into the air, I hold on for dear life.