Possessive Aliens by Loki Renard

Read SIX novels in the Amazon Bestselling Possessive Aliens series, in which human women become the beloved mates of an intensely dominant species of exceptionally dangerous alien males.

MINE: A POSSESSIVE ALIEN ROMANCE
She is the last human. And she’s mine.
The year is 3232. I prepare to descend upon humanity and take what my kind have taken for thousands of years: any female I please.
But the Earth I find is not the Earth I remember.
The humans are gone.
Their cities destroyed.
I mourn a lost species…
Until I find her.
A girl I name One.
One female left from billions.
One precious gift from a dying planet.
One I will make my own.
I will possess her.
I will protect her.
I will never let her go.

INTERSTELLAR HUMAN PETTING ZOO
The sign on my cage says I am exhibit #42, a real human female.

I don’t know where I came from. 

I don’t remember anything besides waking up in chains.

Thousands of alien creatures stare at me every day. Touch me. Treat me like an animal.

I can’t live like this. 


When Death comes for me, I don’t fight him.
But he doesn’t kill me.

He breaks my chains. 

Destroys my captors. 

And I fall in love.

HUMANS MUST KNEEL
He says I must kneel. He’s going to have to make me.
Today I found out that my world is a lie.
I’m not free.
I’ve never been free.
I live inside a simulation designed by aliens to keep me prisoner.
But I’ve broken out.
Now I find myself face to face with a massive alien monster who commands me to kneel.
I’ve got one thing to say to that: make me.

CAVE ALIEN
I was left as a sacrifice. The alien in the cave will claim me.
I am Tres. As the sun rises on the last day of my life, I am painted with the hands of the ancestors and sent to starve in the dying cave.
But I am not alone in this cavern of bones.
A powerful alien finds me. Frees me. And he claims me for his own.
Stranded far from the future, Vulcan does not understand that my death is foretold. I was born to be the bride of the fiery mountain, not the possession of a rough alien.
I know better than to fight fate, but he is too fierce a warrior to relinquish me. What gods will he anger by denying me to them? What laws of nature will be broken in his quest to keep me for himself? I’m afraid I know the answer:
All of them.

KAREN vs ALIEN
I’m a simple woman.
I don’t like my food at a restaurant? I send it back.
Poor service? I leave a review.
Alien Invasion? There’s only one thing to do: speak to the manager.
The alien in control of my world is massive, brutal, entirely warlike in appearance and temperament. He is everything a human should fear, but I am Karen, and I fear nothing.
He may be eight feet of total alien domination, but he’s going to make sure I’m satisfied.
In every. way. possible.

HUMAN PET POUND
I am owned. All humans are.
We are kept as pets by various species of aliens who think we are no better than animals.
Usually, being underestimated works in my favor. But right now, it’s doing nothing for me at all. I’ve been scooped up and put in the human pet pound.
I’ve escaped my owners a dozen times, and I’ll keep doing it until I find the one alien master whose leash I can’t slip. A master whose collar I might even take pride in wearing.
Just kidding.
There’s not a male anywhere in the universe capable of keeping me as his pet.
Not even this hardened warrior with an appendage the size of, well…
It doesn’t matter, does it?
Because I’m going to escape him too.