The Unlikely Alliance. In a remote corner of the galaxy, where millennia-old civilizations face extinction and honor is earned with blood, an unexpected legend emerges. V'rax, a young and courageous Yautja Hunter, carries the weight of a small clan in search of respect. A prisoner of a violent past in the arena, his only hope for honor rests in an audacious decision: saving a dying people from a condemned planet. Among the supplicants is Amaya, a woman of disarming beauty, offered as a servant in exchange for her people's salvation. Silent, devoted, yet a living enigma. As V'rax accepts her at his feet, his calculating mind, accustomed to the logic of the hunt, clashes with the inexplicable complexity of a being both fragile and mysterious. Transported to a pristine new world, the alliance between predator and prey deepens. He, the alien lord who does not understand his human; she, the faithful servant whose gaze hides secrets and hopes. An unexpected interest blossoms in the Hunter's heart, and a new strength sprouts in Amaya's devotion. ∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅ As usual, the story will have sexual themes, gore, blood, crude language, and is not suitable for all ages. 🚫 The music and images I will include will only serve to give an idea of the events, and characters, but they will not be my creation; they have their own creators and artists. 🤓 I hope you enjoy this story. 💖 As usual, leave a comment or a rating if you wish. 😉

Her clan views her as weak. His mate deemed him unworthy. Five years after the war, Caleb endures the outer wastelands where nothing grows, driven to prove his worth to the mate who left him. He had no intention of returning to Earth. Then Ashala offered him a ship. For the price of the vessel, Caleb joins the female Yautja to hunt the ultimate trophy in Africa. But what waits for them there is nothing either the soldier or the hunter prepared for. Universe Note: This story is set in the Thorned Affection universe. Prior events from the series will not be summarized. Pairing: Female Yautja x Human Male ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This narrative contains graphic depictions of violence, gore, death, sexual content, and cannibalism. Individual chapters will not be flagged with specific triggers. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Nyah brushed a lock of ginger hair from her brow, smearing dirt across her cheek without noticing. The soil here was rich-too rich-and fickle with Earth plants. But she was determined. Her hands, bare and callused, pressed into the bed as she gently tucked a small sapling into place. Behind her, she felt him again. Not with footsteps-Rha'lek never made noise when he didn't want to-but with presence. That massive, quiet energy he carried like a cloak. It used to scare her. Now it just made her heartbeat skip a little. "You watching me again, Rha'lek?" she asked without turning around. A soft rumble came from the shadows. "You are... efficient," he said in slow, careful English. "Focused. Like a knife." She smiled and sat back on her knees. "That's a strange compliment." He emerged then, tall and imposing beneath the cracked dome. The moonlight caught the faded blue markings on his gray skin. His golden eyes were on her, calm but burning-like some ancient fire that never went out. Rha'lek crouched beside her, far too close by Yautja standards. She didn't flinch. "I do not lie," he said. Nyah studied his face. The ridged mandibles, the heavy brow, the scars that slashed across his jaw like an old map. And yet, none of it frightened her anymore. There was something sacred in how still he was. "This one," she said, pointing to the sapling, "is called firegrass. It used to grow wild in my grandmother's yard. It needs heat to bloom." Rha'lek tilted his head. "Then why plant it here? This moon... is cold." She smiled sadly. "Maybe I want to see something beautiful survive in the wrong place."

There was Something in those dark eyes, jet black and collected, as untrained fingers close around a yautja weapon that they could not possibly know how to properly use. And yet, it finds its target.

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

Book 3 to Snatched Love blooms where no one expects it-between fierce alien warriors and the human women they can't resist. Bonds grow deeper, hearts get tangled, and now... new life stirs among the stars. What began with desperation has sparked something wilder, sweeter, and entirely unstoppable. But as passion ignites across galaxies, Earth's men may have to fight to keep the women they thought would never leave. When the universe collides with matters of the heart, all bets are off.

Yautja x Reader - Dee lived a repetitive life, a test subject in a facility, simply a part of a program she was born into. She longed for anything other than constant testing, day in day out. She ended up getting a lot more than she bargained for when she accidentally stowed away on the ship of one of the universe's most dangerous beings. When she ends up on Yautja Prime, alongside an entire clan of the aliens who hunted her species, will she even survive a day? - 🔞Content warnings: Mature language (swearing), scenes of sexual nature and violence, mentions of physical and emotional abuse, mentions of neglect, mentions of death🔞 ❗️Not all of the information in this story is canon about the Yautja universe, I get my canon information from a guide on ao3! Some words and information will be made up!❗️ Copyright goes to their respective owners for the Yautja franchise, I only own my characters!

Violet was settled in her life. She had a rewarding career, beautiful home, and the perfect life. She was childless and had no thought of a man. That was just the way she liked it. Until, he came along... Marco was a biker who never knew life without his club. He was content with leading his club and living the remainder of his life as a bachelor. Women were nothing more than a good time, just not for a long one. Until, she came along... Rankings! #1 bwwm #1 blackwoman #1 blackandwhite #4 love #1 interracial #1 wmbw #1 motorcycle

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