Tamed by the Alien Himbo

I was just trying to get over my ex.
Now I’m being worshipped by a 7-foot alien himbo with abs for days and zero chill.

This all started with one little mistake. Okay, fine—I accidentally volunteered for an intergalactic dating experiment. (In my defense, I thought it was a scam. Or a wine subscription box.)

Now I’m stuck on a spaceship with Jack—yes, that’s really his name—a gorgeous, musclebound, zero-personal-space alien who’s way too hot, way too sweet, and way too obsessed with making me his "forever mate."
He brings me snacks. He purrs when I touch him. He explodes a wall when another alien flirts with me.

Casual.
I keep telling myself I’m not into it. I don’t do clingy. I don’t do off-worlders. I don’t do guys who think courtship involves growling at vending machines.

But the more time I spend with him, the harder it is to resist…

Those dimples.
That tail.
The way he says “mine” like it’s both a promise and a threat.

Turns out the real problem isn’t surviving the space mission.

It’s surviving him.

Read on A hilarious sci-fi rom-com featuring one cluelessly devoted alien himbo, one human woman way out of her depth, and a mating bond that’s somehow both adorable and unhinged. Ridiculous obsession, zero chill, HEA guaranteed.