Consumed by the Alien Heat

He claimed I was his mate. I claimed he was insane… until the bond burned hotter than the stars.I thought I was collecting water samples in the Florida Keys. Instead, the ocean swallowed me whole and dumped me into the arms of a glowing alien warrior who claimed I was his mate.Vylit of Mavtros was seven feet of bioluminescent muscle, star-bright eyes, and terrifying intensity. He carried me like I weighed nothing, growled that I belonged to him, and swore he'd protect me with his last breath.Problem? I hadn't signed up for the Intergalactic Dating Agency. I never agreed to be anyone's "genetic complement." And when the translation patch at my throat mangled everything I said into bizarre innuendo, things went from bad to downright insane.Now pirates want to steal me, tribunals want to judge me, and the only person standing between me and galactic chaos is the alien who burns brighter than the stars.But can I really trust him… or myselfFated mates. Snarky banter. Alien obsession. A spicy instalove romance that glows in all the right places. Zoey tosses made up characters with real damage into off the wall humor to shove reality away in her dark humor romances. In addition to writing, she listens to eclectic music, practices Krav Maga, and takes on home improvement projects just for the fun of it. Connect with her on her website www.zoeyindiana.com

I investigated arson. I knew how to read fire.But nothing could have prepared me for Kazmyr-an alien warrior who was fire, scarred and dangerous, with eyes that burned hotter than any flame I'd ever chased.The Intergalactic Dating Agency said we were DNA-matched. I said they were insane. I wanted nothing to do with a man who radiated the very thing that haunted my nightmares.Except pirates were hunting me, conspiracies were closing in, and the only safe place was in his molten-hot arms. Kazmyr was my enemy, my protector, my obsession. He promised to guard me, but his touch scorched me until I couldn't tell if I was burning up from fear… or desire.And the worst part?The longer I stayed with him, the more I wanted to play with fire.A scarred hero. An enemies-to-lovers bond. High-heat instalove with fire that won't be contained. Zoey tosses made up characters with real damage into off the wall humor to shove reality away in her dark humor romances. In addition to writing, she listens to eclectic music, practices Krav Maga, and takes on home improvement projects just for the fun of it. Connect with her on her website www.zoeyindiana.com

I thought hacking government servers was dangerous. Turns out, nothing compared to hacking the heart of an alien hybrid who glitched like bad code and kissed like a live wire.Silvyr wasn't like the others. Half AI, half alien, his body flickered between flesh and light, his touch sparking with static heat. The Intergalactic Dating Agency called him my "perfect match." He called me his mate.We were trapped together, forced into proximity by pirates and corruption that reached across galaxies. Every time he shorted out, I had to hold him together, reboot him, save him. But every time his hands found me, I was the one breaking, trembling under the pull of a bond that rewrote everything I thought I knew about desire.He said I was the key to stabilizing him. I said he was the glitch in my system.But together? We might be unstoppable.Forced proximity. Hacker heroine. Glitching alien obsession. A spicy fated mates romance that crackles with danger and desire. Zoey tosses made up characters with real damage into off the wall humor to shove reality away in her dark humor romances. In addition to writing, she listens to eclectic music, practices Krav Maga, and takes on home improvement projects just for the fun of it. Connect with her on her website www.zoeyindiana.com