My name is Zoey Jones and I have one of the most dangerous predators in the galaxy after me. Why? I'm a powerful psychic. With my rather awesome mental shields, I've managed to fool everyone I know, even my father into thinking I'm a normal human. Unfortunately, one persistent Coletti Warlord isn't buying it. Who knew drop dead gorgeous was the face of my enemy?
How did all this start? It started with them. In 2015 something nasty found our world. They call themselves the Tai-Kok. They are malevolent, depraved ghouls who live to eat. The image of these tall, hairless, skeletal humanoids with a mouth full of sharp metal teeth is forever burned into the minds of every man, woman and child left on Earth. Completing the nightmare are their three blood-red eyes that glare out of skin so transparent you can watch as your loved ones are being digested.
No one knows how they found our world or why they consider us good eating. The few peace delegates that tried to communicate with them got butchered. After that, everyone was too busy running for their lives to find out why.
The one good thing that resulted from the monster's attacks was it unified humanity. For the first time in recorded history every country on Earth joined forces to fight the alien invaders and Central Command was born.
The Tai-Kok ate their way across Europe and the Middle East until they had the bad luck to capture a suicide bomber and take him aboard their ship for snack time. He blew himself up over the Pacific. Luckily, the ship crashed outside of Tucson, Arizona. We salvaged their technology and have been using it against them ever since.
Four years ago my cousin, Kaylee Jones, mated with a Coletti Warlord which proved to be a mixed blessing. The Coletti and their allies now protect Earth from Tai-Kok and Rodan raiders but this protection came with a price. They demanded we turn over all psychic women to them. Seems they need us as breeding stock.
Why you ask? Six hundred years ago the Coletti race had almost been wiped out in the Great Galactic War. Unfortunately for the females of the universe, chemicals used in the war created a genetic anomaly and only one female baby was born for every one thousand males. The Coletti women were going the way of the Dodo bird.
Facing extinction, the Coletti Warlords started raiding other planets and species for their prized psychic women. Once Zarek, the Overlord of the Coletti clans, discovered the Jones family’s unique psychic powers and our blood’s ability to heal cellular damage, he promptly seized control of Earth. Any woman who displayed psychic capability was immediately taken to their home world to be converted. Didn’t that sound like fun? My awesome mental shields are the only thing keeping me from being turned into a brood mare.
My Mother was a Pulitzer prize winning reporter and had obtained information about three high ranking military men who were aiding the Tai-Kok and Rodan. These traitors were giving the Tai-Kok the codes to shut down our planetary defense systems, allowing them to swoop in and slaughter thousands of people. Seems human flesh is considered a delicacy and sold for a fortune at their version of supermarkets.
Mom was in Tucson following up on a promising lead when I felt her die. I soon discovered that her death wasn’t an accident like everyone claimed. It was murder. Mom had gotten too close and the traitors had silenced her. Those murderous bastards had made one fatal mistake. They thought I wasn’t a threat. Now to find her killer, I must risk it all.
Warlords are persistent buggers and Voss was determined to make me his mate. I was equally determined it was never going to happen. When my clever disguises, skunk perfume, stun gun, smoke bombs and tranquillizer darts failed to stop him, I was forced to negotiate my surrender. I would willingly agreed to mate with him, if he would help me find my Mother's killer. To my surprise, he agreed. We soon discovered that Malik, the deadliest villain in the galaxy, was behind her death. Our quest to bring him to justice leads to unlikely alliances in an interplanetary war.
