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Book : Barbarian Mine (ice Planet Barbarians) - Dixon, Ruby

Modelo 93548973
Fabricante o sello Berkley
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Precio:   $56,879.00
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-Titulo Original : Barbarian Mine (Ice Planet Barbarians)

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Berkley

-Descripcion Original:

The fourth novel in the international publishing phenomenon the Ice Planet Barbarians series, now in a special print edition with bonus materials and an exclusive epilogue!Harlow receives the shock of her life when she wakes up to see Rukh, a stranger who has clearly been on his own his whole life, but she soon learns that there is much more to this gruff, barbaric alien than the savage he appears to be.The ice planet has given me a second lease on life, so Im thrilled to be here. Sure, there are no cheeseburgers, but Im healthy and ready to be a productive member of the small tribe. What I didnt anticipate? That thered be a savage stranger waiting nearby, watching me. And when he takes me captive, the unthinkable happens...I resonate to him.Resonance means mating, and children...but I dont know if this guys ever been around anyone before. Rukh is utterly wild. Hes completely uncivilized, cant speak more than a few words and doesnt know what clothes are. A human-a human woman-is mystifying to him. Hes truly a barbarian in all ways, and like Tarzan in the stories, hes kidnapped me and claimed me for his own.Being with him means Im going to have to teach him to speak, how to kiss, and how to be human. Or even alien. It should be a terrifying prospect...so why is it that I crave his touch and hunger for more? About the Author Ruby Dixon is an author of all things science fiction romance. She is a Sagittarius, a Reylo shipper, and loves farming sims (but not actual housework). She lives in the South with her husband and a couple of geriatric cats, and cant think of anything else to put in her biography. Truly, she is boring. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. HarlowI need two poles for a travois. Two. No problem. Theres got to be trees in the distance, and Im strong and whole.Okay. I can do this. I can.Aehakos instructions ring through my mind, over and over. We need to make a travois and take Haeden back to the healer. My heart races wildly in my chest as I sprint through the snow, looking for the thin, pink, wispy trees of this planet. Kiras gone, and both aliens are wounded. They need my help, and I cant let them down. I dont know why they dont go back to the alien ship and get healed. They dont trust it, and I guess I understand that. Im used to technology, and it still freaks me out to think of the cold, emotionless voice of the computer.Also, I know what its like to fear the doctor.My feet sink into the snow with each step, and my leather boots quickly become sodden. Theres no time to fix them or reinforce the insides with warm dvisti fur. Time is of the essence. I trudge forward over a drift-covered hill, and when I see the pink, wispy eyelashes of trees in the distance, I pick up the pace.Almost there.I have Haedens knife, since hes too wounded to use it. The bone handle is smooth in my hand, though its a little too big for my human-sized palm to grip comfortably. Everything here on Not-Hoth is sa-khui sized. Im a decent height for a girl, but the average person on this planet seems to be seven feet tall, and the snows are deep, the caves huge. Really, everything feels just a wee bit too big. Its like Ive been transported to a Goldilocks house, except instead of just right, everythings too large.Its just one more thing I must adjust to in an endless stream of new and frightening things.Weeks ago, I went to sleep in my own bed, and the biggest concern on my mind was when Id start my chemo. Then, a few weird dreams later, I woke up, shivering and weak, pulled from a tube and told Id been abducted by aliens.Which would have been hard to believe except that Id come from Houston, Texas, and my air conditioner had gone out, so Id spent the evening sweating and praying the repairman would come by soon. When Id woken up? It had been so cold my bare feet had stuck to the metal floors, and strange blue aliens occasionally entered
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