Sold to the Raksha Series by Lizzy Bequin

Yesterday I was a human being. Today I’m nothing but a piece of meat. There was a time when I doubted the existence of aliens. Now I’m a believer. I’m alone on the stage, vulnerable, frightened, sweating in the spotlight. Meanwhile, a crowd of alien monsters are casting their bids. The prize? Me. This place is a meat market. Literally. To these alien beasts I’m nothing but a delicacy. A tasty morsel of exotic food. Except for the aliens who actually end up claiming me. The Raksha... moreYesterday I was a human being. Today I’m nothing but a piece of meat. There was a time when I doubted the existence of aliens. Now I’m a believer. I’m alone on the stage, vulnerable, frightened, sweating in the spotlight. Meanwhile, a crowd of alien monsters are casting their bids. The prize? Me. This place is a meat market. Literally. To these alien beasts I’m nothing but a delicacy. A tasty morsel of exotic food. Except for the aliens who actually end up claiming me. The Raksha. Five terrifying purple-skinned males, all rippling muscles and growly alpha dominance. These guys have a different kind of hunger smoldering in their orange eyes. They own me now, body and soul. I’m their pet, their plaything. Theirs to use, to share, to dominate as they see fit. It turns out the Raksha have a problem. Their females are all gone, wiped out by a deadly plague. Their entire species is now doomed to extinction. For some reason, they think I can help. And they’re about to show me how. I’d say my chances of ever returning to Earth are slim to none. By the time the Raksha are done with me, maybe I won’t want to. less

Who’s going to save my skin? My FBI training never prepared me for this. First I was abducted. Then I was locked in a cage. Now I’m standing on a stage, exposed and sweating, while a crowd of terrifying aliens bid for my ownership. And the ones who end up claiming me may be the scariest of all. These guys are like nothing I’ve seen before. Purple skin, retractable claws, and a serious aversion to shirts. Their bodies bulge with muscles, and their growls penetrate deep into my bones... moreWho’s going to save my skin? My FBI training never prepared me for this. First I was abducted. Then I was locked in a cage. Now I’m standing on a stage, exposed and sweating, while a crowd of terrifying aliens bid for my ownership. And the ones who end up claiming me may be the scariest of all. These guys are like nothing I’ve seen before. Purple skin, retractable claws, and a serious aversion to shirts. Their bodies bulge with muscles, and their growls penetrate deep into my bones. Yesterday I was an Earth girl with a badge and a gun. Now I’m just a little human plaything for the aliens to share. I belong to them now. I belong to the Raksha. .. She was supposed to be a mission, nothing more. Our orders were simple. Scour the stars. Find a human. Bring it safely back to Rak. We had nearly given up hope. Then we found her. We Raksha are a jealous species. But when it comes to the human female, we must learn how to share. Her safety is too critical to be entrusted to a single warrior. Her needs run too deep for a single male to satisfy. And her stubbornness requires more discipline than a single hand can provide. She was supposed to be a mission, but soon she will be so much more. Soon she will be our mate. .. ~. Author's Note: This is a complete epic sci-fi romance with an HEA guaranteed! While it may be read as a standalone novel, there are important connections to characters and events in Book One (Alien Meat Market). Therefore, it is recommended to read the books in order for the best experience. less

Five aliens. One human. All the steam. It was supposed to be my job to rescue wayward humans. I never expected to find myself imprisoned with one. And a female at that. Her scent calls to me in ways no female of my species has ever done. I just hope my teammates can rescue us both before my animal urges get the better of me. But will my teammates fare any better around her? We Rakshas are a jealous species by nature. Perhaps the little human can teach us how to share. . moreFive aliens. One human. All the steam. It was supposed to be my job to rescue wayward humans. I never expected to find myself imprisoned with one. And a female at that. Her scent calls to me in ways no female of my species has ever done. I just hope my teammates can rescue us both before my animal urges get the better of me. But will my teammates fare any better around her? We Rakshas are a jealous species by nature. Perhaps the little human can teach us how to share. .. Alien Shadow Market is the third book in the Sold to the Raksha series. Each book in the series is a complete, self-contained romance, but together the books form an overarching saga. This story contains dark and intense scenes and situations. HEA guaranteed. less