Description

When a galaxy-roaming explorer crash-lands in a small-town cop's bed, his quiet life doesn't stand a chance.

Richard Morgan likes his life exactly the way it is. Predictable. Settled. Maybe a little lonely since his wife passed, but there's nothing wrong with routine. He certainly didn't plan on waking up next to a gorgeous alien woman who's commandeered his spare room, his SUV, and apparently his common sense.

Hinekiri has charted unexplored galaxies and outrun mercenaries across star systems. She doesn't do attachments—a prophecy made sure of that. She's on Earth for one reason: to witness the great wildebeest migration in Africa. A brief stopover in New Zealand, a few ship repairs, and she's gone. The stubbornly attractive Kiwi cop who keeps looking at her like she's something worth staying for? Temporary. Definitely temporary.

But with Torgon mercenaries tracking her every move and a talking dog offering unsolicited commentary on their love life, nothing about this trip is going to plan. From small-town New Zealand to the African savanna, Hinekiri and Richard must fight off alien threats, survive wild encounters they never saw coming, and confront the one thing that scares them both—falling in love when the universe says they shouldn't.

He wants forever. She's destined to walk alone. The horoscope says their story ends here.

The horoscope has never been wrong.

A steamy sci-fi romance featuring:

Fish out of water (the Earthman edition) Forced proximity aboard a very small spaceship One very opinionated talking dog Older couple romance with zero-gravity chemistry A prophecy that says love isn't in the stars (the stars are wrong) African safari with intergalactic complications From slow simmer to supernova-level heat "I'm destined to be alone" meets "like hell you are" Perfect for fans of Eve Langlais, S.E. Smith, and Ruby Dixon