Finn

I never asked to be a security payment. Yet here I am, handed over to Zanik, a seven foot tall brooding alien warrior who looks at me like I’m nothing but an annoyance.

He doesn’t want me, and I sure as hell don’t want him.

Zanik’s all razor-sharp angles and ice-cold glares, a total contrast to my warmth and wild impulses. We clash instantly.

But when past secrets rise up to claim me, he stands in their way.

Zanik

The last thing I needed was a human to look after. But now Finn is my problem. He’s reckless, impulsive — a liability I can’t afford.

Every careless grin, every too-bold touch, tears down the walls I’ve spent years building.

Somehow, he’s breaking through, and despite every defense, I find myself wanting him.

And when he needs defending from his dark past, Im the only one in his corner.

Primal Bond is a dark scifi MM hurt-comfort romance featuring a grumpy alien warlord and the lost human thrown into his arms. Its part of the Warlords of Vasz series, but can be read as a standalone.

Elian

I never planned to crash behind enemy lines, straight into the arms of an alien warlord. Rael — towering, muscle-bound, golden-skinned, with a set of horns that scream warrior king.

Our species are at war. He shouldn't look at me with anything but hatred.

But his touch is surprisingly gentle.

He could kill me. He should kill me.

So why doesn't he?

Rael

Humans are our sworn enemies, the cruel alien race warring with my people.

But then one fell from the sky.

Elian's resilience awakens a part of me I had sealed away — a need to bond, to care, to protect. Despite every rule, every vow, the beautiful human stirs a primal need deep within me.

I've claimed him in the name of war, yet he's claiming my heart.

And letting go? Unthinkable.

Rhys

Crushing debt and desperation drive me to cross enemy lines, chasing a risky payday. Instead, I get caught by Taryn — imposing, battle-hardened, with piercing eyes that burn with contempt.

He's an alien warrior who despises humans.

Despises me.

Taryn is tough and battle-hardened, but I see glimpses of something more, something vulnerable. With him, I begin to feel a connection I never thought possible—a sense of home I never imagined.

Taryn

Humans have taken everything from me, and I hate them for it.

Then I capture Rhys.

He should be everything I despise. Yet, his unbreakable spirit and infuriating humor start to get under my skin.

I'm battle-scarred and jaded, but around him, I begin to feel things I thought were long dead: optimism, delight, hope.

Desire.

Our worlds are at war, and my heart is caught in the crossfire. Can I protect Rhys from them, or will the very forces that brought us together be our undoing?