Títulos em Ficção Científica

Vezareth Farsight, the Chieftain of the Evos Ephral, is on a mission fraught with danger on the mysterious planet of Sitayah. Tasked with deactivating a powerful and ancient relic, his journey takes an unexpected turn when he encounters Audrey Wythe, a spirited archaeologist with her own agenda.

Blayn is a vicious, dirty fighter in the arena. Picked for his ability to maim and destroy, he's the one gladiator you never bet against. However, his feral nature has got him into trouble too often, and someone has to get him over his fear of being touched by anything other than a sword, claw or tooth. That someone is me. Former cleaner in a pleasure house here on Trefa, now expected to help this dangerous gladiator become greater than ever, or else he'll lose everything, including his life.

Overnight, my life has changed to one of sheer survival. I wake up on a strange alien world covered in ice. I have no memories of myself, not even my name. And I've resonated to the biggest braggart on the planet. Skarr is a chest-beating alpha male gladiator with lizard genetics and an intense case of self-love. He tells everyone within hearing distance how amazing he is. Bleh.

Galactic support for the Zeta colony has grown while the power and resources of The Order continues to shrink. Exposed as a dark and manipulative force, The Order's hold on planetary governments throughout the galaxy has been broken. Desperate to restore their lost power, black ops teams with secret ties to The Order begin a campaign to gain control of Zeta. Rather than a direct assault on the government of Zeta, the black ops agents target people under age 30. Some are blackmailed, others are infected with mind-controlling nanobots, and one person is bio-engineered to be their weapon.

In the quaint town of Salem, where history and mystery intertwine, John, a curious researcher, stumbles upon a secret teleporter that transports him back in time. In the 17th century, he encounters Mary, and a profound connection blossoms amidst the echoes of Salem's dark past. As John grapples with the challenges of time travel, including the looming return to his own era, their love story unfolds against the backdrop of historical intrigue.

In a dangerous time before her own...a dangerous attraction. Amelie Besson is on the cusp of attaining the life she’s dreamed of—until she finds herself stuck in pre-war France, fifty years before her time. The country is about to be under German rule, but her most immediate problem is Henri Durand, the arrogant and infuriatingly handsome vineyard owner upon whom her survival depends.

I get lucky when horned blue aliens rescue me straight from cryo. So when I get the chance to use my communications skills to help save other human women, I jump on it. It's perfect. Except for him. Of all the handsome devils, why did I get stuck alone on a mission with a heartbreaker? Especially one who keeps losing his shirt and carrying me everywhere. Kirel is all smooth talk and easy charm. He claims I'm his fated mate. But I refuse to be fooled by a handsome face again, no matter how tempting his whole . . . package.

After a teeny incident with red paint, my hometown votes that it’s done with my activist ways. Now I’m on an entirely different planet, holding a single suitcase, standing on a platform, waiting for my new alien husband to arrive in his vehicle. I bite my lip as I wait because there’s one serious problem with this whole situation. After a best forgotten, one-night stand gone wrong, I’m three months pregnant and obviously this baby won’t be his.

Meretta Larsen is smitten. Her job at the library is safe and quiet, healing her from a painful past, until the new mystery man in town asks for her help. When his face turns up in a hundred-year-old photo, Mere’s rational mind wars with the evidence in front of her eyes. Accepting his offer for dinner, she trusts her gut and takes a leap of faith. Their passionate night together leads to the revelation he calls another planet home. Will Meretta help her lover escape the agents hunting him, even if it means breaking her own heart?

I wake up surrounded by death and my memories are gone. A man in a beige hazmat suit reaches his hand through the carnage. “Come with me if you want to live.” I know I’m supposed to know that from somewhere, but I don’t. I know the world outside me is not right.

Secrets unravel and loyalties are tested in the gripping finale of the Dark Awakening trilogy. As Ell-rom and Jasmine face their most daunting challenges yet, a young prodigy's awakening abilities threaten to upset the immortal community's delicate balance.

Tarex of Axxeon was supposed to find his people a new planet. Instead, he ended up the plaything of an insane master. Since crash landing with his crew and being sold to a master on the ghost planet, Hanasha-Yupa, one thought keeps Tarex fighting: freedom. He’s been forced to do things that haunt him. He needs to escape now, before his captors change his brain and make him one of them. Forever. He’s close to busting out when they throw the human female at his feet and demand that he do one more horrible thing.

Life has sure kicked me in the teeth. After I'm arrested for stealing, I'm given two choices: prison or get shipped to the human settlement on the planet Tavikh. Since orange isn't my color, I guess off-planet it is. Except when our ship lands we're attacked by vicious aliens. Just as I swear I'm about to die, a towering alien with long, flowing golden hair and muscles rippling beneath gorgeous purple skin saves me. When the battle is over and the good guys seem to have won, my savior tells me I'm his fated mate. I hate to break it to him, but I don't believe in fate.

Battle scarred Drasus is the Kirakos' grumpiest, grouchiest Sarkarnii and he really doesn’t want anyone around him. My former job as a doctor means I’m given the assignment to take care of him as he recovers from his wounds. Does it matter I’ve only ever treated humans? Apparently not. Only Drasus doesn’t want to be nursed and he’s determined to make my life absolute hell, or at least the way he growls at me makes me think he does.

Jorok saved my life after being trapped in a filthy cell. He's gorgeous and way too serious for his own good. To get to know him better, I tag along on an errand, but we're kidnapped and forced to nurse an alien captain's sick crew. To avoid being sold, I pretend to be Jorok's mate (which isn't difficult). I thought things couldn't get worse from there. I was wrong.

The invading alien Astrals have been stopped in their tracks, humanity's warring political factions have been consolidated under a semi-united Earth Federation government, and the lag time between Kari Skye and Drae Rache's Sympathetic Program exchanges has stretched to a week. All less than a month after they consummated their relationship on her father's Raider ship. Now, Space Force soldier Kari is deploying on a secret interstellar mission against the Astrals, with her bunkmate, Luna, in tow and her family close behind.

Tiff is tired of being single, but she refuses to get on the apps for a date. She wants thing to happen “naturally”. Fortunately, a friend intervenes, and suddenly Tiff has found herself matching with a gorgeous reanimated collection of body parts named Sarah.

Esania thought she and her people were escaping to the sanctuary planet of Torandor. Instead, she's ended up on a wild, uncharted nightmare called Khira, where the violet-skinned savages who guard them are just as poisonous as the deadly flora and fauna. And the pale-winged demon who's just dropped from above might be the most dangerous of them all.

I awaken to the touch of cold metal hands and talking holograms. Paralyzed and dependent on the Others. They tell me a story . . . at first; I refuse to believe. A story of no return and extreme loss, but one of the voices is different. He projects anger and distrust . . . but his hands . . . even though cold and hard, are always gentle. I have come to crave the sound of his growls because I know within moments, he will hold me in his arms. When my sight returns. I was not prepared to see what he really was, but when he collapsed in front of me, his body failing.

I’m in love with a villain. Ice-cold smile, shiny collection of scalpels, and he’s ravenous to use them on me. Joke's on you, mad scientist. I've been trying to cut this sickness out of me since forever. Not all scars are in a place that you can see. In your frigid alien embrace, I've found myself, so why the hesitation in those pretty silver eyes? You’re the big bad conqueror. I’m just an ordinary human. Right? Put me in your maze. Let the experiments begin...