There is no, or very little, sexual dimorphism their females are the same size or even bigger than the males. Threat displays are an integral part of their social structure. Their society consists of barely tolerating each other for a common good, while violence is always simmering just beneath the surface. His planet is dark, cold, and violent, so they have dark skin to blend into shadows. You could imagine meeting just this sort of creature somewhere out in space. This is not one of those novels where the guys look exactly like big humans except with different colored skin or sparkly eyes. The male lead is an alien who, despite being generally humanoid in appearance, is most definitely an alien. Here are my general thoughts on Saving Askara. How many days do we have to languish in despair? I absolutely cannot wait to hear what happens next. Her writing was excellent and I was on the edge of my seat at the end. I loved this book so much, I was absolutely shocked when the author casually remarked at the end that this was her first published work. Whether the genre is romance, political thriller, or mystery, the writing should still be good. It is extremely difficult for me to find good writing in one of my favorite genres - alien or paranormal romance novels. One, in particular.*WARNING* Not intended for readers under 18. But the more he learns of humans, the more he comes to admire and respect them. Earth's proposal is shocking and uncomfortable for a fierce, independent race that relishes in their solitude.
When it affords them an unforseen and unprecedented opportunity to take back their world from those who seek to destroy them, however, Aderus begins to wonder if it wasn't fate. Forced to interact with an isolated world and its inferior, albeit curious people. But they never thought their flight for freedom would put them in an uncharted system.
***Escape had been their only drive, and even death was preferable to the alternative. But all that changes one morning, and suddenly she's not so sure she didn't stick her foot in it. That's what it took to run a ship the size of a small city smoothly. Who wouldn't? She was still happy with her career, however mundane and demanding it might be. Sure, she had always dreamed of interacting with intelligent extraterrestrial life- the real thing, not those microbes on distant moons. Such is the life of an emergency medicine specialist in the age of "post-discovery". Victoria's day starts out like any other aboard the transorbital ship, Phoenix.
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