The bond was supposed to be political. Clean. Distant. But feelings don't follow treaties.
You'd think surfing waves with alien nanotech would be the wildest part of my story. Turns out, that was just the warm-up.
I'm Thomas, aspiring musician, Pacific Ocean water rat, and the guy who got roped into a mating bond to stop a war between Earth and the Volardi Empire.
Zephyron, my alien partner, is massive, scarred, and still grieving the two mates he lost. To him, I'm a reminder of something he thought he'd never have again: hope. Now I'm starting to fall for him, and my body's changing. So is everything else.
I'm caught between two planets, shadowed by Parker, a nosy documentarian with too many questions, and followed by two reprogrammed alien simulacrums who might be the only ones I can trust when things go wrong. And they will. Especially when creatures like the Zerlites, sharp-toothed and hive-minded, start crawling out of the sand.
I never asked to be anyone's symbol or savior. I just wanted music and waves. But if I'm going to survive this, if there's any chance to build something real with Zephyron, I'll have to fight for it before the desert takes us all.
Note: The Spaceman's Surfer is a complete standalone non-shifter mpreg (male pregnancy) science fiction romance. Expect steamy encounters with a scarred alien warlord, an emotional slow-burn romance that turns into love, and a guaranteed HEA. No cheating. No cliffhangers beyond a special bonus epilogue.
