Motor City Alien Mail Order Brides
Part of the Intergalactic Dating Agency world
These aliens have been looking for love in all the wrong solar systems…
Cutlass never thought he’d be stuck on some backward planet in a solar system with only one sun. Earth wasn’t his home, but he’d find a way to survive there if it meant finding a mate. He could put up with their ancient mechanical devices and a name that wasn’t his own for the right woman.
Chloe never imagined she’d sign up to be some sort of modern-day mail order bride. But too much wine and an internet connection were a bad combination, especially when the life she imagined seemed so much greater than the life she was living. Everyone stretches the truth on those dating websites, right?
One ad in a space station, one night of too much drinking, and one hotel room that will never be the same. What would you do if you found out the man from your fantasies was actually the man from your science fiction?
Hudson knew from the moment he saw the flyer in a space station bathroom that a mail order bride from Earth was for him. He wanted a mate, someone to cherish, someone to spoil, and finding her in another species wasn’t a big deal in his mind. Convincing his two shipmates to go along was the hardest part, and even then, he knew everything would work out for them.
Macy had a plan. Go to school, become a doctor, and keep her twin sister healthy. If men fell to the side along the way, she could catch up on the whole dating thing later. But when said twin sister decided to apply for a mail order bride program as Macy, things got a little complicated. Suddenly there was a hot guy with rock-star charm looking at her as if she was the greatest thing on Earth, and she had no idea how to deal with that.
One ad in a space station, one sister who should know better, and a positive attitude that’s almost impossible to break. Almost. What would you do if you found out the man from your fantasies was more like the man from your science fiction?
Stacy spent a year of her life isolated from her friends and family, so she refused to spend another minute that way. That was why she signed up to be matched as a mail order bride. It worked for her sister; it’d work for her, too. As soon as she got past her match’s broody ways.
One cranky alien with no clue how to be romantic, one clingy female who refuses to let her dislike of her match stop her, and one slip of the tongue that set the two on a crash course in how not to fall in love. What would you do if you found out the man from your fantasies was actually the man from your science fiction?