Run. Survive. Surrender—because in the Mate Hunt, the alien doesn’t chase. He traps.
I signed the contract to save my sister’s life.
Thirty days in the Ossuary is the price.
A wasteland of fossilized titans. Bone dust storms.
And a hunter who moves the terrain like it’s his personal puzzle box.
I should be calculating escape angles. Load-bearing points. Weak joints.
But the tonic in my blood has other plans.
It twists every thought toward the same impossible need—
the massive, silent male shaping the world around me.
Bruk isn’t stalking me.
He’s guiding me.
Every wall of ribcage that wasn’t there yesterday, every shifted skull passage, every carved shelter… all pushing me toward the fortress he’s built inside a titan’s skull.
He doesn’t want a chase.
He wants a mate strong enough to survive him.
A woman who can walk into the trap under her own power—and stay.
I keep telling myself I can outthink him.
But every storm, every night, every slow, deliberate touch proves the truth:
I’m not running from the monster.
I’m being built for him.
A scorching sci-fi romance of primal traps, forced proximity, and a heroine whose logic collapses under the weight of the one alien built to claim her.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
I signed the contract to save my sister’s life.
Thirty days in the Ossuary is the price.
A wasteland of fossilized titans. Bone dust storms.
And a hunter who moves the terrain like it’s his personal puzzle box.
I should be calculating escape angles. Load-bearing points. Weak joints.
But the tonic in my blood has other plans.
It twists every thought toward the same impossible need—
the massive, silent male shaping the world around me.
Bruk isn’t stalking me.
He’s guiding me.
Every wall of ribcage that wasn’t there yesterday, every shifted skull passage, every carved shelter… all pushing me toward the fortress he’s built inside a titan’s skull.
He doesn’t want a chase.
He wants a mate strong enough to survive him.
A woman who can walk into the trap under her own power—and stay.
I keep telling myself I can outthink him.
But every storm, every night, every slow, deliberate touch proves the truth:
I’m not running from the monster.
I’m being built for him.
A scorching sci-fi romance of primal traps, forced proximity, and a heroine whose logic collapses under the weight of the one alien built to claim her.
Genre: Paranormal Romance