inspiration. You can be “loud, obnoxious, and whiny,” but I love you so much.
And last, but never least—thank you to my wonderful readers who follow me from book to book. I love you. I hope you enjoyed Castien and Eridan’s story.
What’s next?
Warrehn will finally get his happy ending in Dearly Despised, which will be published in 2021.
Book #2 in the Masters series, Wicked Game, will likely be published in 2021 or 2022. It’s Zaid Idhron’s story.
Book #11 in the Straight Guys series, Just a Bit Cruel, will be published in late 2020. It’s a story about Derek Rutledge’s brother-in-law, Andrew.
And I have another book coming out soon. In Chapter 29, Ksar mentioned leaving for Planet Eila in order to help them resolve their civil war. I’m starting a new series loosely connected to my other series. The first book in the series, Unnatural, is close to being finished and will be published later this year, most likely in August 2020. If you’re curious, you can read the first chapter of Unnatural right now, as well as a snippet of Dearly Despised.
Thank you for coming along on this ride! I hope you’ll consider dropping a quick review on Amazon or Goodreads.
COMING SOON:
UNNATURAL
(The Wrong Alpha Book 1)
Alessandra Hazard
A planet at war. An arranged marriage between an alpha prince and a beta politician. Two men with something to hide. What could go wrong…
The Kingdom of Pelugia and the Republic of Kadar have been at war for decades. Peace isn’t popular, but the planet can’t survive without it.
A diplomatic marriage between Senator Royce Cleghorn of Kadar and Prince Haydn of Pelugia could end the war, but Haydn is a very unusual alpha, and Royce isn’t what he appears to be: he's an alpha, too.
Royce doesn’t like his husband, his alpha scent, or his damned pretty blue eyes. More than anything Royce hates what Haydn makes him become: a primitive alpha cliché who’ll do anything to mark his territory, even if that territory is his alpha husband. Royce likes omegas; he isn’t into alphas, no matter how blue their eyes are. It’s just a weird territorial instinct. It has to be.
Everyone knows a marriage between two alphas is a recipe for disaster. Neither of them expects their marriage to become more than a political arrangement.
But when loyalties are tested, which bond will be the strongest: their marriage, or their allegiances?
An Excerpt from "Unnatural"
Chapter One
It was pouring heavily on the day Haydn Schaefer’s life was turned upside down.
Haydn was soaked by the time he returned to the palace, and he was thinking longingly of a hot shower when the butler intercepted him and informed him that the King wanted to see him.
“Where is he, Dylas?” Haydn said with a sigh, wincing at the puddle growing under his feet.
“In his study, Your Highness.”
Haydn looked down at his filthy boots and equally filthy military uniform. Leading his troops in vigorous physical training had made him as tired, cold, and dirty as the soldiers under his command, and he wasn’t exactly in the mood for his father’s shit. “I’ll see him after taking a shower. I stink.”
Dylas shook his head. “His Majesty said you must go to him immediately after your return.” His tone was apologetic but uncompromising. The old butler wasn’t going to budge. This must have been important.
Frowning, Haydn headed toward his father’s study.
He knocked once before entering.
“Your Majesty,” he said respectfully, but not too respectfully. It was always a balancing act. If he was too respectful, his father started thinking he wasn’t alpha enough. If he was too disrespectful, his father bristled, immediately suspicious that Haydn didn’t respect him and actually wanted to usurp his throne. It was beyond annoying. Not for the first time in his life, Haydn wished he had been born a beta.
Or an omega, he thought, before quickly pushing the thought away. Such thoughts were pointless. And ridiculous. He was an alpha. Alphas had it easy, compared to betas and especially omegas. Well, Xeus alphas had it worse than either betas or omegas, but Haydn wasn’t one, so he had nothing to complain about.
King Stefan lifted his gaze from his computer, his dark gold brows furrowing slightly. “You’re finally back.”
“You wanted to see me, Father?” Haydn said, straightening himself to his full height, which may not have been as impressive as