Sold to the Aliens Series by Madison L. McRae

Being chosen to be a bride is an honor.Or so they tell us.I, Quinn Spencer, will be married to a Volkar.A red and horned alien who could be anywhere from six to eight feet tall. He’ll have fangs, and red eyes, and he’ll expect to mate me in front of his entire clan.But I've been trained for this. I know what to expect, sort of. And honestly? I think I'm a little excited.Sold to the Volkar Clan Leader is a four thousand word short story.

Tritonel Neymar chose me. Me. Out of hundreds, he chose the girl who has yearned for vast, open water.I’m practically drooling over him already. It definitely helps that he's unbelievably attractive.When he retrieves me from the Keeper, he kisses my hand, and it would feel like a fairy tale moment, but I can’t stop thinking about how hard I’m going to ride him later... moreTritonel Neymar chose me. Me. Out of hundreds, he chose the girl who has yearned for vast, open water.I’m practically drooling over him already. It definitely helps that he's unbelievably attractive.When he retrieves me from the Keeper, he kisses my hand, and it would feel like a fairy tale moment, but I can’t stop thinking about how hard I’m going to ride him later. Or if he's going to lay me down on the beach, spread my legs, and shove his—It doesn't even matter, because no matter what, this marriage is absolutely going to work for me.Sold to the Nereid King is a 4,300 word short story. less

I'm not being retrieved by a stranger. I’ve met my husband. Drakkon Sythrax is no stranger to me, or my body. It really shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone. After all...who could sneak into the compound and steal me away for a night better than a male who has spent years guarding a highly secretive space station? And it wasn’t just once...Sold to the Scaleborn Sentry is a 3,800 word short story.