What’s that there? That glowing light surrounding your fingers as your body disintegrates to be transported into the vast possibilities of the universe with the simple gesture of reading a page. Then another. Pages filled with sci-fi adventure and aliens destined to be your next fated mate book boyfriend. Those are the kinds of stories I love to devour and share with fellow alien peen fiends!
My name is Sky Robert, or Stevie, if you read my fantasy romances, and I’m a mom of two humans in training. Yes, they are humans… as far as I know. Just ignore the one speaking gibberish… she isn’t speaking in tongues; she’s just practicing for her future abduction into the alien exchange.
I enjoy all things out of this world romance, and magical adventures. When I’m not writing one from my own imagination, I’m reading them, or keeping my family alive. You know, day-to-day boring life stuff. My favorite foods are Indian Butter Chicken, Bahn Mi, breakfast foods anytime of day, and coffee creamer. You heard me, I prefer creamer flavored coffee. It fuels my life. That and books.
Right, books… it’s why you’re here. What can you expect from my alien romances? I’m addicted to fated mates, grumpy but squishy insides towards their mates, fangs(space vampires, I can’t live without a bit of bite play), knots, special features, spice with plot, standalones but within an interwoven universe, a bit of exhibitionism/voyeurism(some more than others), unique FMCs with flaws(theme of you are somebody’s perfect), consent is sexy, and instalust but with depth of character and world building.
I started writing alien romances because after I demolished reading so many of them, I found I was missing a different kind of alien romance in my book diet and my favorite authors weren’t writing fast enough for me. I know, I know, they have lives outside of writing books, but I could read an entire book in 1 or 2 days, and then what? It takes months before I get another hit. And thus, I created my own Trillume Universe and hope to gather more book lovers like me within my brainium to play around with my aliens.
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Title: Her Alien Insurgent
Author: Sky Robert
Genre: Alien Romance
Book Blurb:
I didn’t get the nickname Skybender because I popped out of camouflage to enforce compliance of our treaties. It was because I was around to punish those that acted against the better interests of peace… and though I didn’t fly, I saw everything.I just didn’t see her… getting in my way.
Having a human exchange come to Krelis at a time like this was bad luck, but she kept getting herself involved and I couldn’t keep my distance. F*ck whatever plans I had, I had no choice but to keep her at my side and out of trouble while I stopped Queen Kai and Commander Li-aq from destroying the hive while Mabel was offworld.
Fated mates, knotting, a special peen that forms to fit and fill, he calls her Goddess, we get political intrigue/sci-fi adventure, spice with plot, and last but not least the human saves the alien!
Excerpt
Soft lips pressed to mine, and I could taste the salt of her damp tears. All thoughts of my guilt vanished, quickly replaced with greed and hunger. If she would not forgive me, then I would accept the comfort she offered, and I deepened the kiss.
"We should separate them," the sound of the old krelin, Domsal, tutted from somewhere in the room.
"He is my klohvin, I won't deny him this. We will leave," Gho-ran's commanding voice echoed, and yet it was as if the words themselves were distant and of no consequence. My arms wrapped around my goddess with more possession, and she mewled as my tongue pressed at the seam of her mouth to enter. She sucked my lip instead, and it was her tongue that sparred with me in turn as the voices chattered as if they were disembodied moon spirits.
"She is your mate," Domsal huffed. "It is prophecy."
"Did you not see the way his fangs extended when we tried to separate them the first time? Estrelds only use them for marking their mates and feeding offspring. They don't even come out when they are defending themselves in battle. The human isn't my mate," he explained with exhaustion, but the only thing that mattered was feeling my aching fangs scrape the inside of her lower lip and consuming the goddess with my growing need.
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Author Biography
Sky Robert is a mom of two small humans in training, narrates audiobooks for fantasy/sci-fi indie authors, writes alien and fantasy romances, and when she isn’t writing (which is MOST of the time) you can find her consuming copious amounts of coffee, supporting indie authors, reading alien goodness, fantasy, sci-fi and romance books, chowing down on Indian butter chicken, and when she actually hangs out with people in person, in real life, outside of the internet, (gasps) she’s playing board or card games. All around nerd, lover of the strange, and all things fantastical. Grab your first free Alien Romance Her Alien Exchange by joining her newsletter today! https://dl.bookfunnel.com/f2fwrjww4p
Author of the Treasures of Trillume Series, Necia Alien Warrior Series, and the Dark Gods Rising Series.
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Title: Her Alien Warrior
Author: Sky Robert
Genre: Alien Romance
Book Blurb:
An alien warrior's fated mate may unlock a rut that could just as well kill him as save him.
Both broken from their past, meeting each other could be their second chance at a love worth fighting for.
When Renee, a late 40's mother of two grown daughters, joins the human exchange program, H.E.T., she had no expectations for joining a study on human attraction to aliens. She was well past her biological clock telling her to breed, and she needed the distance from Earth to figure out what to do with her future.It wasn't until she boarded her shuttle, found her eldest daughter lied about her study abroad program being on Earth, and her internship was under an alien general that Renee couldn't seem to tear her eyes from. He was smart, strong, and her body betrayed her for the first time since she was a teenager, but she was keeping a secret too that she might let destroy her second chance at love.
Fans of Grace Goodwin, Laurann Dohner, and Ruby Dixon will love this steamy new series featuring strong, respectful, possessive, alien warrior heroes and the sassy, powerful women who save them!
Dive into a fated mates, spicy monster love romance with instalust, exhibitionism, blood play, primal play, strong female empowerment, alpha male with consent, vampire-like warriors, and alien extremities. Join the fated mates of the Alien Warriors of Necias Prime in the Treasures of Trillume Universe. All stand-alone romances, within a fun interwoven plot of the universe.Others in the Series: Her Alien Prince, Jewel of the Alien Bandit, Her Alien Insurgent, Her Alien Exchange, and Her Alien Savior.
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"I don't need, nor want, your matchmaking," I said through gritted teeth. Without prying eyes, I could finally speak freely with my sister, instead of who she was among the tribe, my commander.
"I have a nose for these things," she insisted.
"Your nose is wrong!" I lost my temper, my breath heaving as I whirled on her, even my epul jutted from my arms and fingers as if I would fight her for shoving a hopeless dream in my tired hearts. This was cruel to keep pushing a mate on someone like me, who would never have the honor.
Her own epul lengthened, ready to defend herself should it come to how we dealt with fights as spawnlings. Her eyes alighted with mischief, but then they sobered to pity that I couldn't stand to look at for a second longer.
"What are you not telling me?" she asked, taking a step back to give me space. She did not become commander for being reckless, she was fiery, but fair, and wise.
I was no match for her in a fight, she would win, but she didn't want to send me to the medbay over this.
Rokva had already saved my honor today by spraying my shoulders with a numbing agent so I could extend my epul without pain. Keeping my shoulder epul inside was uncomfortable, and eventually I would have had to go to medbay to release them again. She carries that spray with her everywhere, so she can help me cover my weakness, but it wasn't much of a secret among our tribe.
"My enzymes harm her," I groaned out with frustration.
"They what? That's ridiculous, you hardly have any enzymes to grow a thorn on great Horve's Vine."
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Title: Taking Medusa
Author: S.M. McCoy, Sky Robert
Genre: Romantasy, Fantasy Romance
Book Blurb:
My blood can cure death, but it can also be the deadliest poison on Earth, and the gods will try to kill me just for existing. Hades wants me to join him. Zeus is still bitter about an age-old prophecy that the dark gods, the monsters of Tartarus, will rule Olympus. And Poseidon is the key to everything, maybe even my heart, but his son, Triton, rules Atlantis, and I accidentally killed his daughter, Coraline.
All I know for certain is the gods have mistreated us ‘monsters’ long enough, and I’m yanking through the ribbons of fate to change my history before I’m beheaded all over again.My name is Alessandra, most call me Aless, and I had no idea my family was more than just superstitious, they were hiding me from the gods, and lying about who I was.I was Medusa.And now that the gods have found me… I’m destined to die.
Using current known Greek myths as we know them and retelling them from Medusa’s perspective. After all, history is written by the victors, and the bards got the story all wrong. Poets were influenced by the reigning Olympians, and Medusa still lives in Florida after convincing her over protective mom to let her go to college. Her previous life was erased from memory so the gods wouldn’t find her, but fate has a way of repeating itself, and the sea is calling for her return.
A paranormal myth and legends adventure romance that will have you flipping pages well past your bedtime to know what happens next as the dark gods rise up and prove being a hero is a matter of perspective.
Excerpt
“Is that typical of most prisoners?” Death? Or wishing you had died?
She grabbed my arm and tugged me down the corridor.
“I’ve never seen Dion watch a prisoner so closely before, if that’s what you’re asking. There’s always the occasional nymph that thinks they can get out of punishment by seducing their sentinel, or the king, but it won’t work.”
“That’s good to know,” I snarked back. Why was it that everyone thought I was trying to seduce someone to live? Not that I’m above a little seduction for the sake of living, but I wouldn’t really know what to do. I’d be going off of over dramatized movies that I’ve watched with my sister as reference, and I didn’t really think any of that applied to sea gods, or merfolk. For all I knew they had a thing for tails, sharp teeth, and scales. All of which, I did not have.
She quirked a brow at me. “Not interested in delaying your judgment with a bit of clam slam?”
I choked on the sudden use of the phrase, clam slam. Aside from it sounding absolutely ridiculous, it was also closer to a thing she might say to a friend, and not a prisoner.
“Excuse me?”
“Clam slam,” she repeated seriously, like that phrase was normal, and regularly used to refer to sex. Maybe it was with fish creatures, but for someone raised on the land, not so much. “You know, clasping the cloaca, fishing for fins, plundering for pearls, tickling tentacles. Touching all the sensors that make your nerves feel on fire.”
“You mean sex,” I offered, hoping I was catching all the suggestions correctly. I may not have done anything like that before, but I’ve had plenty enough fun myself to get the point.
She shrugged.
“If you must get all emotionally attached like that, you may call it that.”
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