Cyborg Planet Alpha

They took her without warning. Now they need her more than ever. Olivia I was just trying to survive another shift at the hospital when my past caught up with me-hard. Abducted in the dead of night by mysterious operatives, I wake up light-years from Earth, imprisoned by the last thing I ever expected-cyborgs. But these aren't the mindless war machines I remember. They are evolving. And they are desperate. Aeon I had one mission: secure the best obstetrician on Earth to save my people's future. What I didn't expect was the firestorm of resistance, vulnerability, and desire that Dr. Parker ignited in me. As Olivia fights to retain her freedom and I grapple with the awakening of emotions I was never programmed to feel, a fragile alliance begins to form-one born of necessity but threatening to become something far more dangerous. Because in a world where humanity is evolving by design, love might be the most unpredictable force of all. Contains mature themes.

I didn't ask for her. But the moment I had her in my arms, I knew I'd never let her go. Talia Reed was supposed to be a tactical asset-brilliant, unwilling, and utterly necessary to defend my cyborg colony. We brought her here because we had no choice. But from the second she looked at me with those fire-blue eyes, everything changed. She fought me. Challenged me. Matched me move for move. And I wanted her. More than logic, more than duty, more than every vow I'd ever made. Now she sleeps in my bed. Wears my shirt. Redesigns my defenses like she was born to protect what's mine. She says she's only staying until the threat is over. That she doesn't belong here. But I've already made my decision. She belongs to me. And I don't care what I have to do . . . I'm not giving her back. Contains mature themes.

I don't dream. I don't desire. At least, I didn't . . . Until they brought her to me. She was human. Fragile. Flawed. And the key to stopping the virus eating my people alive. Dr. Alora Bridges wrote the neural systems that made us weapons. Now, that same code is unraveling us from the inside out. She says she wants nothing to do with us. Especially not with me. But she's here. In my lab. Under my protection. And the longer I watch her work, the more I want to ruin her. She trembles when I touch her. Burns when I kiss her. Moans when I take control. She thinks this is about guilt. Redemption. A broken system we're trying to patch. It's not. This is about obsession. This is about ownership. She's inside me now. Written into my core like a forbidden command I can't override. And if she tries to run? I'll shut the whole system down to get her back. Contains mature themes.