I didn't ask to be abducted. I was just standing in my driveway, barefoot, looking for my sister, and suddenly I was nine hundred light-years from home in a floating cage, arguing with a spaceship that calls itself an intergalactic retrieval system. The IRS. I've been kidnapped by the space IRS.
Now I'm stranded on a barren alien rock with a grumpy exiled prince who built me shoes from scraps before he could pronounce my name, and a smug AI that is very committed to the idea that we're fated mates. Neither of us consented to this plan. Only one of us is starting to like it.
But my sister is back on Earth, my only ride home just faked its own death to force us together, and my neurodivergent brain is drawing star charts I don't remember learning. What exactly did Ship see coming?
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🛸 Alien Abduction Romance
👯 Wrong Human Taken
🏔️ Forced Proximity on an Alien Planet
🎨 Language Barrier Slow Burn
👑 Exiled Royalty
🧬 Fated Mates via Biology
🌿 Found Family Among Alien Refugees
🔒 Sweet, Closed-Door Alien Romance