GMS: The Warlord's Match

GMS: The Warlord's Match

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Connie was already having a bad day when she was abducted by a pack of incompetent space lizards. Being scanned by the Galactic Mating System? Annoying, but manageable. Being separated from the other humans? Concerning. Being claimed by a horned, scale-covered warlord who insists she is his fated match? Absolutely not on her to-do list. When a fleet of Spartan warriors descends from the stars, their ruthless leader-Warlord Titus-declares Connie his destined mate and promptly takes custody of her "for her own safety." According to Titus, it is his sacred duty to protect and care for his tiny, fragile human... even if she keeps trying to escape, argues with him, and insists she is not, in fact, made of glass. To Titus, Connie's soft skin, weak bones, and constant need for warmth are not flaws-they are a trial sent by the system to prove his worth. He will guard her from battle, disease, and herself if necessary. Connie just wanted to survive an alien abduction. Instead, she's trapped in a ship with an obsessive warrior who believes her existence is a divine challenge... and that loving her is his ultimate mission. A humorous sci-fi romance with darkly devoted instincts, accidental bonding, and one very confused human woman.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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