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    612-822-4611

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The Overlord's Pet: Book 5 of the Alien Mate Index

The Overlord's Pet: Book 5 of the Alien Mate Index

Anderson, Evangeline

Paperback

Series: Alien Mate Index, Book 5

Romance

ISBN13: 9798847285582
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Aug 18 2022
Pages: 492
Weight: 1.44
Height: 0.99 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
*This is Book 5 of the Alien Mate Index but it can be read as a stand-alone novel*
I never wanted to be a pet-especially not the pet of an arrogant, Alien Overlord.
Now I'm stuck on his spaceship, learning to walk on a leash and eating a disgusting concoction called human chow. Also, Sir demands that I go through training of the extra-spicy variety in order to display proper pet behavior whatever that means. Will I ever get back to Earth? You'll have to read The Overlord's Pet to find out.

When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? An astronaut? A ballerina? A scientist? Whatever it was, I bet it wasn't a pet. Specifically the pet of a huge, muscular, arrogant Alien Overlord.

I never wanted to be a pet either, but that seems to be my fate. I was sucked through the bathroom mirror at my Great Aunt's house by these little blue guys called Commercians who run a service called The Alien Mate Index. They sold me to a huge alien with horns and a tail who told me I may call him Master or Sir. He made me wear a collar and taught me to walk on leash and even tried to get me to eat human chow! But don't worry-he's not one of those crazy owners who forces their pet to wear clothing. No-Sir thinks that clothes on a pet look ridiculous so guess who gets to run around his spaceship bare-ass naked all day? I'll give you two guesses and both of them are me.

This isn't a fate I chose and I'm determined to escape from Sir and find my way back to Earth. But things start getting sticky when he claims that he bought me for a purpose much larger than the two of us. Does the fate of my galaxy really rest on my shoulders? And why does it require so much extra training of the spicy variety? Will I ever get back to my own planet and eat a cheeseburger instead of that disgusting human chow?

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