Rune's Bride Intergalactic Matchmakers Book 1 by Luna Kingsley Genre: Steamy SciFi Romance
Faking an engagement to an alien to get a story? Absolutely. What could go wrong?
I sign up for the Intergalactic Matchmaker Initiative to get a story. The elusive story about the only known alien planet in order to get my dream job. That’s it. But to go to Strorix, I need an alien match. It is the only way humans are allowed. My visit is temporary, though, because my career on Earth is the main focus of my life.
Commander Rune isn’t interested in a bride. But by a twist of fate, we enter into a fake engagement. According to our contract, we have one month to decide if our match is compatible. Which means I have one month to get the story I need before we call things off and I return home.
But like all things in my life, nothing goes as planned. Always the wallflower, Rune’s touch becomes something I crave, forcing me to question my priorities. Through my research, I learn hidden secrets about the relationship between the ed’ek and humans from the past. Which leads me to believe there’s more to this Matchmaker Initiative than I originally thought.
This standalone sci-fi romance novel features steamy scenes on an alien planet, strong, alpha alien warriors, and a guaranteed HEA. This is the first book in a brand-new series!
Once the ship stops, the commander hurries to my side to help me down, treating me as if I’m breakable. I’ve grown so accustomed to being on my own, though, it’s strangely nice to have someone looking out for me like this, even if it’s someone I’m just getting to know.
“I thought for a moment you were going to carry me all the way to your place,” I say, jokingly.
“That is an excellent idea.” He scoops me up in his arms, almost playfully, and carries me the rest of the way to the elevator. With his arms of steel wrapped tight around me, I’m all too aware of him. His hardness and unique skin texture. His scent is fresh air and something else definitively masculine like some sort of musk. I’ve been able to ignore it up until now when he’s pressing me against his strong body.
Inside the elevator, the energy between us shifts. We’re closed in, drawn closer together by some invisible force. The air is tight, making it difficult to take a deep breath. His hands tighten where he’s holding onto me, the brief moment of humor gone. I open my mouth, about to suggest he set me down, but the doors open on his floor, and he steps out.
My head clears on the walk from the elevator to his door so by the time we’re inside his unit again, whatever strange phenomenon overcame me for a moment has already passed. Glancing at the commander assures me whatever it was, it was one-sided, like all the relationships with men in my life so far.
“You’re fine to head back to the base if you have work to do. I’m planning on taking a bath and relaxing for the rest of the night.”
Apparently I need space and time away from him to remind myself why I’m here—and it’s not to let myself develop a crush on someone who’s simply doing me a favor. Why do I do this to myself? It’s never going to work, Louisa!
“If there’s anything urgent, my men know how to contact me. Go take your bath.” The commander stands like an imposing presence, his arms crossed over his chest. His attitude has changed since he agreed to sign himself over to me for thirty days. He’s more protective, more dominate…and it’s making my stomach flip around with nerves, something that shouldn’t happen from a strange alien. Especially when it’s only a temporary arrangement.
Under his watchful eye, I turn tail, darting into the bathroom.
I eye the tub, then double-check the door to make sure I’ve used the automatic lock properly. I can’t remember the last time I was able to enjoy a relaxing bubble bath, and if there’s one thing I need tonight…it’s relaxation.
This has nothing to do with hiding. Not from the women who seem to hate me or these growing feelings for my hunky alien mate. This is relaxation at its finest, with an emphasis on reminding myself why I’m here. A creamy liquid with a pleasant scent adds a rich, soapy lather to the steamy water. I didn’t have a bathtub in my old apartment, only a standing shower stall, so it has been years since I’ve experienced this level of pampering. And this tub is large to accommodate the commander’s size so I can stretch without restriction.
My head is sore along with my elbow, but these are physical injuries that will heal with time. It’s more bothersome that the ed’ek women are so against my presence in the city that they’re willing to attack me when they see me out alone and vulnerable. Could this be why I’m the first human to join the program? Did the others know something I don’t? To my knowledge, no one really talked about the program, except that it was well known among the other women on campus. We’d all receive the same emails trying to convince us to take advantage of the opportunity. But now that I’m here, I’m beginning to understand how the local women feel about it.
Luna Kingsley writes steamy sci-fi and paranormal romance. She loves a happy ending more than chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream on top! When she’s not writing she’s attempting to keep up with her two active boys on all of their adventures. With her faithful rescue dog at her side, she’s dreaming up "out of this world" romances with sexy aliens who are irresistible.