About the Book
Fake mates. Real chemistry. Deadly enemies.
One last job should have cleared my debts and bought my freedom. Instead, the data core I stole lit up every bounty board in three sectors. When corporate assassins cornered me in a cantina, I thought I was done for.
Then he stepped in.
Ressh. Seven feet of lethal alien warrior with amber eyes that see through every wall I’ve built. He kills with terrifying precision and shields me with a possessiveness that feels far too personal for “just business.” His crew needs the intel I stole to clear their names. I need his protection to stay alive.
But our cover demands we pose as a bonded pair—and the way he scent-marks me in public, the way his voice roughens when he calls me mine, doesn’t feel fake at all.
Now I’m trapped on his ship, hunted across the stars, and forced to choose between survival on my own… or surrendering to a bond that could change me forever.
Some cages are made of bars. Others are made of belonging.
And the most terrifying part? I’m starting to want this cage.
Stolen by the Wraiths is a scorching alien romance with a deadly ex-black ops warrior, a hunted hacker heroine, fake mating gone very real, and the kind of possessive tension that begs to break.
