Paethian Warrior Mates Series by Loretta Johns, Covers By Cherith

MandyI thought the only good alien was a dead one. Those Pig Faces and Tooth Fairies razed human civilization and forced us underground a couple hundred years ago. I'd still be there, except my mother told us we had to flee the compound for our very lives. My brothers and I figure we'll hide out or maybe find other survivors band together to kick some alien butt. Until the first thing we see are a squad of pink, fanged Tooth Fairies waiting for us with ray guns at the ready... moreMandyI thought the only good alien was a dead one. Those Pig Faces and Tooth Fairies razed human civilization and forced us underground a couple hundred years ago. I'd still be there, except my mother told us we had to flee the compound for our very lives. My brothers and I figure we'll hide out or maybe find other survivors band together to kick some alien butt. Until the first thing we see are a squad of pink, fanged Tooth Fairies waiting for us with ray guns at the ready.HorlasWhen the humans asked me to check out what looked like yet another historical underground bunker site, I felt it was a waste of time. They are always either empty, or filled with the dead, and nearly always in serious disrepair. In the early days, the bunkers also housed dissidents who attacked us and any humans they found fighting by our side, thinking we were the aggressors rather than those who came to save their world. As a result, by treaty, we had the responsibility to make sure these were safe to enter. I never expected to find my mate ready to attack me. This is an enemies to lovers, alien warrior, fated mates romance with a HEA. less

MavisBeing promoted to detective in the New Hope Protectorate Bureau was an achievement I was proud of. It had taken a lot of hard work and dealing with a lot of sexism, even in this day and age. I loved my assignment to Illegal Imports and Exports Control at Huachuca Landing Field, a small spaceport terminal on the grounds of the former military post from the pre-Drowned World days... moreMavisBeing promoted to detective in the New Hope Protectorate Bureau was an achievement I was proud of. It had taken a lot of hard work and dealing with a lot of sexism, even in this day and age. I loved my assignment to Illegal Imports and Exports Control at Huachuca Landing Field, a small spaceport terminal on the grounds of the former military post from the pre-Drowned World days. A fair bit of the old post was now underwater and had been among the first of the cleanup efforts our alien friends helped us accomplish. This meant I got to enjoy scuba diving and sailing the pristine waters of Huachuca Bay while not busy checking imports of and exports for contraband.Imagine my surprise when I’m assigned to help track down the missing District Commissioner and the group of underground bunker folks that made it off-world after the killing that shocked the world. No one had even known that this bunker had existed until recently, and they were the first people to be still living in them for over a hundred years, which had been sensational enough, to begin with. The pressure is on, as the case has caught the public imagination. Not enough pressure? The Paethian Royal family is now involved, and the Paethians have been given the lead on the case. I find myself heading out into deep space to work with some cotton candy-colored vampire whose markings begin to deepen, apparently from just meeting me. He makes my arm itch, too, and what’s with him licking his hand before shaking mine?KolrenThe royal wedding is in seven days. Seven! I’ve been asked to retrieve the mother of the humans marrying our King and his brother in the double wedding and bring her back in time to attend the said ceremony. That wouldn’t be too demanding, except for one tiny detail. No one knows where she is, seeing as she was kidnapped by the Bunker Killers, as the tabloid press has dubbed them. I have a lead, though, but it’s one that presents its own set of problems. Sa’Shawna Station is in the Neorjokno Commonwealth’s sector of space, not ours. Oh, and to reach there, I have to cross disputed space rife with all kinds of travelers, including Freebooters. Not complicated enough? My bosses in the SCIS have decided we should give the humans a role in the investigation and retrieval, in the spirit of co-operation. I don’t mind that one bit as it’s a good idea. The detective they select is well trained enough, albeit not experienced in this type of crime. Did I mention the Freebooters and having to cross contested space and going to a space station in another government’s region? Well, now I have the added pressure of discovering my mate and taking her into this danger while my biological clock starts ticking like a veritable time bomb. I need to claim her, keep us from being eaten by space cannibals, captured by slavers, or blown into smithereens by heavier armed smugglers, find the King’s mother-in-law, catch the murdering criminals who kidnapped her, and do it all before the seven days are up. No pressure at all, right?This is an alien warrior, fated mates romance with a HEA. less

NancyI knew I was in trouble when the site I was on attracted unwanted attention. Those giant blue aliens poking around the ruins were after the same thing I was- treasure. Only where I wanted to procure knowledge, and maybe a few artifacts, to take back to the Lindholm Institute for legitimate purposes, these guys were after a quick buck. I wasn't going to hang around here alone anymore. Unfortunately, they saw me leave, and while I got away, I can't afford the repairs to my ship... moreNancyI knew I was in trouble when the site I was on attracted unwanted attention. Those giant blue aliens poking around the ruins were after the same thing I was- treasure. Only where I wanted to procure knowledge, and maybe a few artifacts, to take back to the Lindholm Institute for legitimate purposes, these guys were after a quick buck. I wasn't going to hang around here alone anymore. Unfortunately, they saw me leave, and while I got away, I can't afford the repairs to my ship. I was going to have to charter a ride and hope the Institute made good on the fare. I'm not too sure about the scoundrel I seem to have hired, though.JakrahI needed credits, and fast. Losing at the klennert tables meant I owed a substantial debt, and I had far too few solars in which to pay up. When I heard a human woman was looking for a ride back to my home sector and some fancy Institute was going to foot the bill, it sounded like easy money. You know what they say about easy, right? Those Jilnish pirates weren't part of the deal, but hey, two can play at that game. They had some valuable cargo, and I knew just where to offload it. The only thing is that the researcher I'm ferrying is my mate, and as such, it is a much more valuable bounty... less