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ALIEN ON FIRE

BOUND BY FIRE

BOOK 1

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JANUARY BELL

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Alien On Fire by January Bell

Published by January Bell

www.januarybellromance.com

Copyright © 2022 January Bell

Cover by Natasha Snow Designs www.natashasnow.com

Edited by Happy Ever Author

All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission from the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. For permissions contact: [email protected]

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CONTENTS

Author’s Note

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Epilogue

Also by January Bell

About the Author

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AUTHOR’S NOTE

Hi readers!

I do my best to write the most fluffy, escapist, fun and romantic science fiction romance possible. The last thing I want to do is ruin someone’s day by surprising them with a plot twist that will upset them, so I’ve included a list of potential triggers on this book.

Please note- this is a VILLAIN romance- so it may be slightly darker than my usual!

Please feel free to skip this if you don’t want to be spoiled, or use them if you need to!

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**********SPOILERS AHEAD************

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This book contains references to:

-explicit sex

-light kink

-gun violence

-emetophobia

-mention of pregnancy

-breeding kink

-death of parents

-terrorism

-assault

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CHAPTER ONE

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NYDO

Brightly colored birds wing overhead, the mountain air clear, the sunlight that streams overhead dappling the verdant jungle. My teeth grind together.

I miss my home world. Roth.

Part of me knows I should be more grateful to be out of the Suevan cells, that I should thank them for trusting me… but I won’t. I won’t give them the satisfaction. Kings do not lower themselves to thank their former jailers. My hands flex at my sides. I never should have allowed myself to be captured in the first place.

Leigh, the mate I found in a Roth prison, the mate I’d loose a torrent of fire to save all over again, is the only reason this place is bearable. Even though she despises me.

With the weight of the Suevan asteroid belt in the sky, it almost feels like I’m still imprisoned here on Sueva. Not for long.

The Suevans and my brothers and I may be partners in wanting to oust the Roth Overlord—the male who ordered my parents’ deaths, the male who would hunt me and my brothers if he knew we lived—but it is a tenuous agreement at best, and the Suevans have not made an effort to hide their distaste of us.

Familiar rage seethes inside me, and the tips of my fingers begin to heat.

I can’t say I blame them for not trusting us, not after what Roth Empire has done, the way the Overlord corrupted our ways, our species, until the entire universe would cheer to see us reduced to rubble and bones.

Even my lovely, fragile, human mate. Comforting heat shimmers further up my arms. I will show them. I will show them all.

“Nydo,” my brother says, approaching the table I sit at, alone in one of the meeting places in this alien city. “I came as quickly as I could.”

Every day, my middle brother looks more like our father. The same strong jaw, the same set around the eyes. Even his ash patterns, the darker grey swirls along his velvety skin, resemble our father’s.

“Lyko,” I greet him, dipping my head in acknowledgment. “Where is Ayro?”

“Here,” our youngest brother says. We both grin at him, and I wonder if Lyko sees what I do in him… our mother. It is with her lips he speaks, her eyes he stares at us through.

I wonder if Lyko remembers her at all.

A lump forms in my throat, and I swallow hard, pushing down the blood-soaked memories of her death, of the fire leaving her eyes. And yet her gaze lives on through my littlest brother, staring at me now with his typical good humor.

I gave up everything to ensure these two lived.

I would do it all again.

“Why the urgency, Nydo?” Ayro stretches out tall before sitting beside me, and for a moment, I’m trapped in the past, remembering how small he was when I last saw him, before I had to go to work for the Overlord to hide the two of them. How tiny, how i

I shake my head, clearing my throat. “It’s time.”

“For lunch?” Ayro asks, laughing. He’s always been light-hearted, the least serious of the three of us.

“To take my female and leave,” I tell them gruffly.

“The human Leigh has agreed, then? To be your mate? Congratulations, brother,” Lyko says, smiling widely at me. Normally taciturn, it’s the most I’ve heard Lyko say in days.

“She will come with us,” I tell them, not quite lying. Definitely not telling the truth, though. A vision of her flashes through my mind, her flame-colored hair, defiant eyes, delicate bone structure and soft, soft skin. Leigh. My mate.

My whole body, my entire being, sings with the need to make her mine.

If only she didn’t despise me, and our entire species.

“I have a plan,” I a

Ayro and Lyko both glow slightly, their own energy manipulation powers manifesting in their excitement. They share a look.

“We will take the female, Leigh, with us. As proof that the Roth can mate with other species. That the bond is there—”

“Brother, you are the only one of us who has felt the bond with one of the human females,” Ayro objects. “They are fair of face and body, but they are not our mates. You ca

Lyko grunts in agreement, raising one brow.

For Leigh to be my true mate, for it to be proven, I will have to mark her as mine. Only a true Roth mate can wear the ash swirls on their skin, and none but a Roth female has ever borne the proof of a true mating.