Bøker av Miranda Martin

I've lost my happily ever after... My story was supposed to be over. We were supposed to grow old together in each other's arms and watch our tiny son become a man with a life of his own. The Zmaj, seven foot tall winged and scaled dragon warriors, are getting sick. It's stealing their memories and making them regress into primal barbarians, losing themselves completely. There isn't a cure, there isn't any hope, and my Shidan is showing the first signs. But I'm used to fighting. I was the only female pilot back on the ship and I had to fight every day for that. I'm certainly not going to lose the love of my life without doing something about it. I'm going to beat this disease. Shidan saved me, now it's my turn to save him. Dragon's Isolation revisits the couple Amara and Shidan from Tajss #3 Dragon's Love, but now we catch up with them (and the other survivors) as their happily ever afters are put into jeopardy. There is plenty of action, suspense, steam and an exploration of how love prevails even in times of great hardships, such as those we are currently facing in our world.

Piercing hammers inside my skull remind me of last night's binge. I wish someone would just knock me out and put me out of my misery.Opening my eyes, I frown, looking around the unfamiliar cave.If this isn't my cave...Swallowing thickly, I slowly turn to look down at the bed. Oh. Shit.Arawn is fast asleep, his tanned, well-muscled form taking up more than half of the pallet.OMG Fallon, what have you done? Exactly how much did I have to drink that this sounded like a good idea?I try to slip away, leaving behind the gorgeous alien-dragon, but I'm not kidding anyone, including myself. I make my time-honored and traditional Walk of Shame.Too bad the fiercely possessive and cocky Arawn isn't going to let me go that easy.

Torn between two worlds, two men, and two times. While on a college-sponsored field trip to experience a real archaeology dig, Missouri University student Quinn Cameron is separated from the rest of her class by a heavy fog. A fog that transports her back in time, to 1592. Something that even her 3.8 GPA and sarcastic wit won't be enough to help her survive.Now she's in a primitive world she has only studied in books. History, she learns, is a far cry from the comfort and security of her former life. And her only safe harbor from politics and violence is Duncan MacGregor, a valiant, brooding, and mysterious Scottish warrior. Soon, even that security is threatened when she finds herself connected to the dark, mysterious Fae who claims she has a fate to fulfill. He's the only one with information on how she arrived here...but can she trust him to tell her truth about how to get back?If you've ever wanted to combine the historical beauty of Outlander with the gritty fantasy of Dark Fever, you're going to be amazed by Miranda Martin's "Mists of the Highlands". Scroll Up and One-Click "Mists of the Highlands" to start this time-travelling, steamy fantasy romance adventure series today!

My nightmares haven't stopped since the crash. I'm paralyzed with fear, barely able to function, and the other survivors are looking at me like I'm *that* girl. The broken one. The one who doesn't help. The one who's in the way.Then Urukol shows up. A seven-foot tall, muscular alien dragon-man who's damaged just like me. He wears his scars for all the world to see. Even as imperfect as he is from past injuries, he still makes my tummy do stupid butterfly somersaults.This planet we're stranded on is bound and determined to kill us. It forces Urukol and I alone to try and survive a monsoon, floods, a horde of monsters that want to eat us-oh and the Order that wants to use me for breeding. My survival depends on this scaled, winged, enormous warrior who makes my body burn like the double red suns of Tajss. Is he too damaged to deal with the dangers? Am I?

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.

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.

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.

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.

I guess I'm one of the last survivors of the human race and I'm stranded on this hell of a desert alien planet. Sucks to be me.Our ship crashed months ago and those of us left are struggling to survive the boiling heat in barbaric living conditions. The only reason we're not all dead is one of my friends got knocked up by a native alien and he lets us live in his ruined city. We should be grateful but a lot of the humans hate the dragons and the girls who mate with them.The natives are huge, seven foot tall dragon-men with wings and tails and scales. Surly and overly protective, who needs that? Not me. Alien baby fever is the new in thing, but I'm not falling for the hype. I've always survived being alone and I don't need anyone to change that. Try telling that to Shidan, the most annoyingly persistent alien male around.Thanks to the primitive nature of the destroyed planet, we have no idea what's happening when things go wrong with my friend's pregnancy. I'm sure I can salvage something from our crashed ship that will help, but to get there I'll have to leave the city's protection and go out in the sweltering heat where everything wants to kill me. The only way I'll survive is if Shidan comes too and he's made it clear he wants only one thing. Love.Dragon's Love is a standalone, full length scifi romance novel with a happily ever after ending, plenty of steam, bloody battles and alien-human intrigue. This is the re-written and re-edited second edition!

It's a simple mission, right? Not a thing. Go, meet the new group of massive alien-dragon Zmaj warriors who call themselves 'The Order', make friendly and come home with everyone on good terms and willing to work together. Survival on Tajss is hard, everyone needs more allies, it's a no-brainer. Easy. No problem whatsoever. The perfect opportunity to put my natural skills to work!Except nothing could have prepared me for him. Big. His muscles have muscles. Wings, that tail, colorful scales but more than anything those eyes! The way they burn when he looks at me, smoldering, calling to every dirty instinct my body has. If that was all maybe I'd be okay, but he's cracking the shields of my heart too.I'm in trouble in a lot more ways than one.

This isn't how I saw my life going. It's not what was supposed to happen and damn it, I want to live my dreams!As if. Every day it becomes clearer that I'm going to be the Mary Poppins of Tajss. I do love helping with all my friends' half-Zmaj, half-human babies but it also fuels the empty ache of wanting one of my own to hold and raise. None of the human men that survived hold my interest and there aren't any of the Adonis-like, seven foot winged and scaled alien dragons unspoken for, leaving me destined for a life without that heart-stopping, throat-clenching, breath-taking love that I desire. Then he shows up. Strange, mysterious, and so damn big and sexy. An unknown Zmaj.The golden-eyed dragon warrior is not welcomed with open arms but my heart knows what it wants and he's it. Now I have to figure out how to make it work without losing all my friends along the way.

Celebrate the holidays on TajssMaeve doesn't believe in fate and certainly not one that involves her and Padraig, the enormous and domineering alien dragon. His overly protective and possessive nature rubs her the wrong way. Padraig is certain the fiercely independent human female is the only one for him. His inner dragon has decided and the burly smith knows fate's hand when he feels it. Maeve may not, but the harsh deserts of Tajss force the two together, giving the hot-head Zmaj an opportunity. When the human females plan a new tradition of gift giving, Padraig realizes if he can find his treasure the perfect present, he'll win her heart. The only gift he wants.

Kate has had enough. Her research pod went down after the Generation ship crashed and now she's stuck on the steaming hot hell that is Tajss. The handful of people that survived initial contact with the planet's monstrous creatures have been forced underground into darkness. Worse is Annabel, self-appointed tyrannical leader of their small group. After a blow up that's the final straw, Kate and several others leave in search of other survivors and a better life.Errol is hiding from a half-remembered past he doesn't want to face. The other Zmaj males of the Tribe are finding their mates among the human females but none spark a fire in his heart. None are his treasure. His past is too painful and with no mate, the seven foot winged and scaled craftsman has no future.Trying to outrun his memories starts a crash course trajectory right into Kate, where the past will collide with the present and forever change the future.

Among the Zmaj, the alien dragon-like race of men who survived the devastation of Tajss, Bashir is different. He's connected to the spiritual nature of the planet itself. However, the scaled and powerful hunter craves a different connection.One with Penelope.He desires the tall, lithe human female who's shown herself to be intelligent and strong-willed, fierce with fire clear behind her clever eyes. Bashir knows that water wears down the hardest rock over time and is willing to patiently pursue his treasure.But on the Red Planet, time is no friend to either Zmaj or Human. A threat comes from the skies and Bashir must get Penelope to understand their bond before it's too late.

I'm a warrior with the soul of a dragon.To protect my female, I'll kidnap her... The devastation killed most of our population. Since then, Zmaj men have lived isolated and without females. That changed when a ship with human passengers crashed on our planet. For the first time in many years, we have females in our midst. But some of the new humans fear our species. One of them, a quiet, dark-haired beauty with a fierce spirit, awakens my dragon. When I catch her scent, lust heats my blood. Tajss is fraught with danger, not only from the scorching desert and blood-thirsty animals, but the battles among its peoples. Sarah doesn't see the threats that lurk in the shadows, but I do. As second in command of the Tajss tribe, I face the choice of fulfilling my duty, or protecting Sarah. She's become my world. My mate. I'll keep her safe. Even if it means kidnapping her...

A Dragon Hunter for me? No way.Olivia thinks it's impossible that the outrageously tall Zmaj with steely blue eyes would fall for her. A former data analyst, now she's just another human crash survivor on the harsh and alien desert planet. Smart, curvaceous Olivia doesn't feel like she measures up but that doesn't stop Ragnar from eyeing her luscious curves.He's the best hunter for the Tribe, driven and single minded. Ragnar has always put the needs of his people over his own and never once regretted it, but now the dominant alpha male has his heart set on a different treasure. He'll claim and protect the voluptuous beauty no matter the costs.Life on Tajss is hard enough but now the Tribe is on the run from the same pirates that crashed Olivia's ship. To find a new home will be a grueling journey through sandstorms and worse. She and Ragnar don't speak the same language but Olivia ends up falling for the alien dragon-man anyway, finding she might have to choose between the mate she's meant for and the people she belongs to.Dragon's Kiss is the fifth book in the Red Planet Dragons of Tajss series! It contains barbaric alien-dragon men, action-packed struggle for survival, and hot, steamy dragon romance. Enjoy!

Before the generation ship crashed on this desert alien planet I was a Vagrant. Unplanned and unwanted, struggling to survive.Now we're on Tajss and if not for the natives, seven foot tall dragon-men with wings and tails and scales, we'd all be dead. My new friends are finding love and I couldn't be happier for them but I want to fit in, I want to have a place and a purpose. Strangely enough the only one who might understand is one of those scaled dragon-men.I wanted comfort and attention but it turns out 'one night stand' doesn't translate into Zmaj. He wants more and won't give up until he claims his treasure. Me.

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.

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!