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Earth is no longer able to support human life, and trying to scratch out a meager existence is nearly impossible. Hope's been forced to sign up for an intergalactic brides program. And just when she finally finds a tolerable species willing to purchase her contract, her ship is hit by raiders, thrusting from one near disaster and into the heart of another.>When Larok comes across a frail human, his world tilts out of alignment. Saving her means a nasty death if his vicious Draconian queen finds out he rescued her. He's almost willing to take that risk...but doing so doesn't just put his own life in jeopardy. The lives of his entire family and small son are on the line as well. But how can he resist the most attractive human female in the galaxy when she's destined to be his mate? Fans of Celia Kyle and Miranda Martin are sure to find their latest series addiction with Draconians by Juno Wells!

Being the only female on a ship full of hot dragon warriors would be a dream come true for most women. Stacy If it weren't for all the wounded pouring into her med-center, Stacy might enjoy the novelty of being surrounded by so many admiring dragon males but the trauma eclipses it. Even a heads up when a battle was brewing would help. However their taciturn captain leaves much to be desired when it comes to communication. Primed to give him a piece of her mind, he offers himself for punishment for his oversight. The poignant reminder of the abuse he'd suffered at the hands of his former queen melts her anger. Guard down she has to admit the big, scarred captain is attractive. Protecting her heart is going to be a nearly impossible task. Meric Draconian queens are deceitful, vicious and thought nothing of digging their claws into a warrior when least expected. Having been a breeder for ten long solars, Meric knows too well. Draconian females are hosts for parasites that feed on pain. They lull a male into a false sense of security then unleash horrible physical and emotional abuse. Humans are unlike them. They seem open, outgoing and almost innocent compared to Draconian queens. There is no arguing that they're clever and intelligent beings, but Meric harbors reservations. He guards himself until he is sure they aren't more skilled at deception. Especially the lovely healer who insisted on joining his crew. Meric knows that he spends too much time thinking of her. It takes all his discipline as a warrior not to follow her with his eyes and run when she needs assistance. He refuses to become enamored with another cruel female, albeit one wrapped in a beautiful package.

For the first time in my life I'm surrounded by attractive, eligible males. If only I could choose one. Kearney My younger sister, Kendra, and I have signed contracts with the Draconians and they're waiting for us to choose a mate, but I can't focus on that. We joined the bride's registry for the dowry, which will feed our family for a year. Good, but Earth is dying and I've got an idea to help them for longer. I trust the Draconians, but not with my secret plan to get supplies to our family. But our crafty Commander always has his eyes on me and I worry he's figured out my plan. Catching a glimpse of his sexy body clad only in his unders blows my mind. The dragon warrior has miles of muscles, an unbelieve wingspan and his hands are gigantic. He's replaced all my bad dreams with erotic ones. I can't look him in the eye because he's the star in every single one of them. A distraction I don't need. Tabor I'm dedicated to caring for the sister queens until they choose mates and am fascinated with them. Perhaps it's because their closeness reminds me of my brother and I. I've even taken him under my wing to complete his transition into a warrior. It's important he not flounder with so many queens about. He must leave a good impression if he wants to be chosen. Queen Kearney and her sister are unlike the other human queens. The others crave luxury and delight in the exotic foods and bask in our warriors attention. Kearney and her sister eat ration bars, wear uniforms and sleep on the ground. Even toiling in the mines. I'm attracted to Kearney's solemn disposition, dedication to her sister and desire to do more than luxuriate. The more I get to know this queen, the more fiercely protective I am. None are fit to warm her bed except me. Something about the look in her eyes tells me she's been hurt. I'll die before I allow anyone to harm her again. I sense an unknown danger. Therefore I remain vigilant. Until she chooses me.

Abducted from Earth and now I'm being sold...Cassandra I'm losing hope of finding freedom. After being abducted, all I wanted was to escape the aquatic species planning to sell me. They feed me cold slop every day, rough me up when I don't do what they want and keep me in a cage with standing room only. One day I'll turn the tables and put them in this dirty cage. It's all I think about, because remembering my life on Earth is too painful. They snatched me when humans had finally organized to fight the environmental disasters making the planet uninhabitable. I was taking core samples when the aliens snatched me. Earth needs me more than these horrible aquatics. Mathadar I am insignificant and dispensable. Queens don't value warriors. I've lost my father and my brothers have been dispersed throughout the fleet. I'm alone. That changes when I see an alien Queen for auction in the city square. My blood boils seeing her hands tied above her head and clothing ripped, exposing her pale, ripe body. She struggles to escape and I imagine her moving on top of me. May the goddess forgive me for such deviant thoughts about the delicate and helpless Queen. When her eyes lock with mine nothing in the verse will stop me rescuing her. Not even the fury of my own commanders will keep me from her. She is going to be mine.

Sold from one species to another isn't the dream I had when I signed up for an alien husband... The promise of being electronically matched with a wealthy, handsome alien husband and going from a dying Earth to a new, healthy world seemed like an impossible dream. After securing a successful match, I left with my meager possessions and dreams of starting over. Instead of a better life, our transport ship was raided and was abducted. Everyone else was sold off at various stops until there was no one left but me. When my turn came, I fought to escape but failed miserably. Every species in the 'verse is bigger, stronger and more dominant than humans. I never stood a chance. Sold from one species to another, I finally managed to slip away and quickly learn that escaping was the easy part. Actually surviving, turns out to be much more challenging. Only one alien will help me and we survive by watching each other's backs. I attract the notice of a group of Draconian warriors. They speak my language and tell me in no uncertain terms what they want to do with me. Four drop dead gorgeous aliens wanting a mate would seem like a dream come true, except each of them is extremely dominant and I'm not sure if this is just another way of being owned. I've had enough of being considered a possession to last a lifetime. Bumping into me in the marketplace doesn't make me a pretty trinket. The bigger problem is, I've got a soft spot for men who make me feel safe and I'm growing more enamored of them with each interaction. When they call me their Queen, I can't help fantasizing about allowing them to properly worship me. Those thoughts make me a bad, bad girl. Between avoiding my abductors and teasing the Draconian warriors, it's been nonstop action. When the adrenaline rush finally wears off I realize that I have to end this before I end up enslaved again.

Rebecca While fleeing a dying Earth I've endured cold, hunger and thirst. The one bright spot in my nightmare is my friend and fellow redhead, Willow. I've never had a friend like her before, one who I'd do anything for and she'd do the same for me. We're traveling to the Draconian home-world to accept an offer of sanctuary. Of course nothing in the universe is free. The price doesn't seem so bad, pick out a Draconian male to be your mate. It's better than starving to death, right? When we get to their planet the task seems like it should be easy. There are lots of warriors and every one of them is obsessed with us. They call us the fiery-haired queens and make a big deal of us. It's not going too bad until one day Willow disappears. I'm not going to let her go. I'll do whatever it takes to find her. Even go with a primitive, scarred Draconian warrior who'd be my last choice of mates. Except he knows where she is and without him, there's no hope. Argon I'm of the old blood. There is less humanoid mixed into my native dragon blood. The human queens tend to turn away from me. They mistake my high-strung manner for feral aggression. I've resigned myself to not having a queen of my own. I'm exiled from the city because of my aggressiveness, but still I love its beauty. I fly over to a spot I've claimed in the nearby trees where I like to perch and admire the beautiful spirals. I sit and I dream of building my own spirals, that somehow I could have a queen of my own to build it for. When I arrive at my spot and find a fiery-haired queen there, I try to make her understand it is mine. The queens own everything, though, and she wants me to take her into the mountains. She tells me of her lost friend and how she must save her. Her loss makes my heart ache and I want to help her. Her lush form attracts me, igniting desire, and my dragon nature. Reluctantly I agree to take her on the journey. I'll have to remain alert and move fast if I am to keep her safe from the shadowy enemy stalking her. We have to save her friend but before this is done it's my heart that will need saved.