Hunted By Vhaz
Run. Rage. Surrender—because in the Mate Hunt, the serpent always coils tightest.
Framed for terrorism, they gave me two choices: execution, or thirty days as alien prey.
I chose the Hunt.
Now I’m drugged, dropped on a swamp world, and forced to run from a serpentine predator who wants to make me his.
Vhaz is thirty feet of scaled muscle—venomous fangs, coiled strength, golden eyes that never lose me. He tastes my fury in the air. Tracks my rage through his toxic paradise. Finds me fascinating when I tell him exactly where he can shove his help.
But every trap snaps tighter.
Every bite leaves me weaker.
Every time his coils close, my body betrays me more.
I swore I’d never surrender.
So why does being caught by this serpent feel like exactly where I belong?
A scorching sci-fi romance featuring venom kisses, primal coils, and a heroine whose sharp tongue can’t hide the moment her body chooses her mate.
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