検索キーワード： "HUNTER×HUNTER" SF

I'm sick of being alone, sick of being ignored by my alien "husband," Xade, and exhausted from always being as nice as possible. When the local alien wildlife starts rampaging, all I see is a golden opportunity to finally get some alone time with him on a mission, convince Xade to be my friend… and maybe more. Xade's grumpy demeanor brings out another side of me, though, and I start to realize saying "no" is a skill I need to work on.

Rath K’zar is an alien bounty hunter - the best in the universe. I’m his admin assistant. I send him his bounties, and I process his payments. I know him better than anybody. He doesn’t know I exist. Then there was a misunderstanding at work. I became the galaxy’s most wanted overnight. Now he’s hunting me. Nobody escapes Rath K’zar. He’s merciless. He doesn’t care about innocence. He cares about the bounty. And my name is on his list.

Is marriage an antiquated relic in the zombie apocalypse? Michelle Greggs had the perfect life; a loving husband, a nice home in San Francisco, and a belief in safety and security. That all ended the day the zombies rose. Against her wishes, her husband Mitch goes to one last day at his job as a police officer in the chaos of the Z virus epidemic. When he returns home as the undead, she is forced to kill her one and only love.

Als die Erde ihre ersten Besucher aus dem All bekam versank sie im Chaos. Die Trivatoren waren auf die Erde gekommen, um sie in die Allianz der Sternensysteme aufzunehmen, aber dann müssen sie die Kontrolle über den Planeten übernehmen, um zu verhindern, dass die Menschen ihn in ihrer Panik zerstören. Die Trivatoren waren kein bisschen darauf vorbereitet, welchen.

The bride market offers women a choice. I walked in ready to pick someone survivable—not someone terrifying. Not someone I wanted. In Alia Terra, monsters rule. The only way out for a broken, unmatched woman like me? Sell myself at auction—and hope I don't regret it. But when the bidding...

Randall Laster crossed Halora to hunt the kraken, sea monsters that weren’t supposed to be real. Betrayed by men he trusted, he was left to die. Instead, he finds himself living with the beings once meant to be his prey. Randall struggles to find his place amongst the kraken and to find a purpose to the new course his life has taken.

Quando la Terra ricevette i suoi primi visitatori dallo spazio, il pianeta precipitò nel caos e nel panico. I Trivator erano giunti per condurre la Terra all’interno dell’Alleanza dei Sistemi Stellari, ma furono costretti ad assumere il controllo del pianeta per evitare che gli umani lo distruggessero in nome della loro paura...e per proteggerli dalle forze militari degli altri mondi. Ma i Trivator non sono pronti all’effetto che gli esseri umani avranno sulle loro vite, a partire da una famiglia di tre sorelle.... 

Logan Mitchell doesn't mess around when it comes to business. He is a rarity, a half-breed human/alien who has survived the purge. The product of an illicit affair between a charismatic human rebel and a sympathetic female alien from the planet Lonegal, he is an outsider. He is a bounty hunter, and he is the best at what he does. Enslaved from the age of fifteen, Alabama Newsome is a half-breed who's managed to escape once and exact her revenge on the killer of her human mother and Lonegal father.

No one ever told me the bugpocalypse would be so lonely. I was ready when the man-eating space bugs descended from the skies. I have everything I need in my fortress: food, water, and my dog, Waffles, but I'm bored out of my gourd and lonely AF. So when a Xarc’n warrior breaks into my home, I decide to “detain” my purple intruder. Note to self: Tranquilizer darts and zip ties do not hold big, burly hunters. At all. Now I have more muscley warrior than I know what to do with pressing me up against the counter and claiming I’m his.

The scary alien hunter has his eyes on me. He’s got sharp fangs, massive claws, huge horns, and walks around in nothing more than a loincloth! Totally terrifying! So why is my body betraying me and reacting in ways it shouldn’t? With troublemakers inside the gates and deadly space bugs roaming outside, I soon realize Mal’k is the last person I should fear. Because in this crazy bugpocalypse, a hyper-protective Xarc’n warrior is the very thing I need.

My mate’s scent calls to me. I hunt it, each step taking me closer to the one thing I came to Earth to find. These silly humans think they’ve captured me. What a joke. They’ve captured nothing! I’m here for my female, and nothing can stop me. I will find her, and I will claim her. She is mine! When my mate runs right into me and begs for me to take her away, I can hardly believe my ears. Today must be my lucky day!

Siobhan’s scent calls me to claim her, but I tell her the same lie I tell everyone else: I’m not interested in a mate. I focus on her delicious creations instead, even though she’s the one I truly crave. I try to stay away, but I cannot. Everything draws me to her, and when I learn of her quest to find her sister, my mouth offers to help before my brain can stop it. I’m a failed hunter, not worthy of a mate, and every moment alone with the tempting female tests my control. She thinks of me as her protector, but if she knew the thoughts I have of her, she’d run the other way.

My name is Alice, and I live in the Bugpocalypse. I survived my first post-apocalyptic winter, and spring is here. That’s bad news! With warm weather comes the endless swarms of deadly bugs. I need to forage for food, but there’s just one little problem. Okay, so “little” isn’t the best word to describe the fierce Xarc’n warrior who is obsessed with me. Kaj’k is freakin’ huge! And his sharp claws, pointy fangs, and massive horns are scary. I reject his gift of food and flowers, but my massively muscled alien hunter doesn’t get the hint.

I’ve been looking for my Prince Charming my entire life. When ravenous, human-eating bugs descend from the skies, I think my dream is doomed—until a musclebound Xarc’n hunter rescues me from certain death. Tarv’k is strong and brave, and the purring in his chest turns my knees to jelly. Too bad he’s pretending not to be interested. I might be small and soft-spoken, but I’m also stubborn; I get what I want. He won’t know what hit him!

I have a purple stalker. I don’t know what possessed me to hit the Xarc’n warrior with my bat, but now I have a stalker—a big, purple stalker with fangs and horns. And to make things worse, I can’t go back to New Franklin. After my first night out on my own, I wake up all wrapped up and cuddly with a certain possessive hunter. He purrs like a giant cat and vows to protect me. And to top it all off, he has a pet squirrel. A freakin’ pet squirrel! The “Jerk” claims he can’t let go of me, but I don’t buy it. I’m no squirrel, and I don’t intend to be his pet.

A knight in shining loincloth. That’s what I’m looking for. I’ve been lusting after the Xarc’n hunters since they landed on Earth, offering to help us fight the alien bugs. These seven feet tall, musclebound warriors are horned, clawed, and fanged—the ultimate protectors. And Rajiv’k is the perfect specimen. Just one problem: I can’t fall in love. Nope! Not after the crappy relationships I’ve had. I refuse to deal with a broken heart during the bugpocalypse. No way! So I keep things transactional, his protection for my companionship. What can go wrong, right?

"Now that I have found her, I refuse to lose her..." Theresa One by one, I've seen my friends fall in love with the alien warriors on this planet. I'm so happy for them, but I can't help but feel jealous. More than any other single girl on this planet, I want what they have—a mate. After a...

Alone in a world gone mad with just her younger sisters, Jesse Sampson has learned to use the darkness and the remains of Seattle to keep what is left of her family alive. She has seen the savage side of human nature and found they are not much different from the aliens who conquered Earth, but when Jesse sees an alien who will suffer a horrible death if she does not free him from his human captors, her own nature won't allow her leave him to his fate. That decision will change everything.

Bounty hunter Serpint has just returned to Harem Station with a prize addition to his brother's elite collection of Cygnian princesses. But Serpint sacrificed a lot to bring this little gift home and now all he wants is some no-strings sex with a simple, obedient girl and a bottle of whiskey. Enter Princess Lyra. She's any filthy-minded rebel's one-night-stand erotic dream. If you don't mind her bad attitude and lack of…luster. Not quite the obedient girl Serpint was craving. But Cygnian princesses are hard to pass up.

This deal was supposed to be simple: take a shuttle to the space station; connect with an alien in need of Slaking—their term, not mine. One week between the furs with no hearts involved, something I’m determined to avoid after being burned. I’ll return to Earth, and nine months from now? I’ll deliver a scaly bundle of joy.