Lyra’xis was twenty-eight, unremarkable, and halfway through a spreadsheet when her cat vanished and her apartment became the last ordinary thing she would ever see.
The K’tharr did not abduct her randomly.
The Progenitor’s hatchery is a living, breathing cathedral of alien biology and Lyra’xis’s genetic signature lit up their sensors across the void.
She wakes in a cavern that pulses like a heartbeat, surrounded by obsidian-skinned warriors eight feet tall with chitinous plates and multifaceted amber eyes, and the largest of them does not speak to her ears.
He speaks directly into her mind. Four words, cold and absolute: you will breed. The hatchery is prepared.
Readers who want hive breeding erotica, insectile alien monster romance, living organic setting erotica, pheromone conditioning, and a woman who starts as a data analyst and ends as something far more primal will find this book goes to every dark place that premise promises.
The K’tharr are not cruel. They are simply certain, and that certainty is more overwhelming than cruelty ever could be.
Explicit sci-fi monster erotica with size difference, pheromone submission, multiple beings, and a transformation arc that earns its ending.
She analyzed data for a living. The K’tharr had very different data in mind.
For adult readers only. Contains explicit content, alien hive breeding, monster erotica, pheromone conditioning, size difference, multiple beings, and dark sci-fi transformation themes.
