**Raingar **My horns itch and I hate it. I'm a Lemoran clan chief and I hate that I'm being forced to schmooze with the other Quadrant dignitaries.

**Raingar **My horns itch and I hate it. I'm a Lemoran clan chief and I hate that I'm being forced to schmooze with the other Quadrant dignitaries.

Looking for a way out, I run into flesh peddlers. Pagh! I hate flesh peddlers and I'm not interested in what they're selling!

Until I see her...

Half human, Essmira's soft, and I hate that she's so easy to break. I hate that her beauty makes my horns and heart both ache. And most of all, I hate that she has no idea that she's my mate.EssmiraA female must always smile. She must always aim to please. She must always obey.

A pleasure female, that's what I've spent my whole life training to be. Now that I've been purchased by a Lemoran clan chief, I'm more than happy to please him. But his pleasure might be out of my reach.

Because he doesn't want me to be a pleasure female anymore. He wants me to be...me.* Taken to Lemora is a full length (85k word) SciFi alien romance that features one grumpy alien and a hybrid human female just discovering freedom and eager to grab it by the horns. Literally. Lemora is the not-too-distant neighbor of Voraxia and while this book cameos a couple familiar faces, it focuses on a new couple in a new constellation and can easily be read as a standalone.*