Romance Sci Fi, Space Opera and Fantasy by Kayelle Allen

These books contain full romance plots and have happy ever after endings. They are a sweet heat level and have no explicit or graphic content.

At the Mercy of Her Pleasure, Antonello Brothers 1

A fast-paced scifi romance with an adorable, fun-loving hero who's half-human and half-cat and a by-the-book army captain heroine. Hired to steal back a prototype taken by the imperial armada, Senth Antonello retrieves it, but his brother is kidnapped to force Senth to surrender the device. Now he has to rescue his brother, outsmart the armada, and keep the item out of imperial hands. All doable, except for one small problem. He must do it in the company of NarrAy Jorlan, a genetically altered woman whose pheromones could enhance the mission or crumble it into dust with a single siren kiss.
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For Women Only, Antonello Brothers 2

Fawni's people destroyed Khyff's family. To protect his only brother he accepts a mission that will remove her from power. After meeting the female warrior and discovering her noble heart, he begins to doubt his cause, his past and even his own memories.

Khyff's secret truth could devastate her family and make her an outcast. Fawni should shun this human, return to her own people and forget him. Yet how can she let him suffer in the darkness that binds his heart?

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Read the prequel: Bro

Not a romance, Bro is a short read about how the brothers -- who did not grow up together -- finally met.

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The Antonello Brothers Science Fiction Romance series is Sci Fi from the sweeter side of the galaxy.
He didn't expect an alien to have such honor. He didn't expect to trust her. And he didn't expect to fall in love...

Khyff snuggled deeper into the pillows. The slick coolness of the sheets soothed his skin. The quiet lulled him. "So nice to be home."

A steady thrumming sound vibrated through the pillows.

Khyff frowned, not opening his eyes. "What the--"

Whap! Something fuzzy laid itself across his mouth. He grabbed it with one hand, felt its length. Furry. Long. Skinny. This feels like a tail.

"Tail?" He opened his eyes.

A gray tabby cat meowed in his face.

"Aaack!" Khyff tumbled off the bed in the opposite direction and got to his feet.

The cat arched its back and hissed.

Khyff scrambled away backward. "Shoo! Go away! Shoo!" He made motions with both hands.

The cat jumped off the bed and padded, tail high and twitching, toward the partially open door. It paused and looked back before exiting.

Khyff rubbed his face with both hands. How'd a cat get in here? He went into the bathroom. The items on the shelf over the toilet looked out of place. Is this Senth and NarrAy's bathroom? Since when does mine have bath oil, perfume, and--he leaned closer--feminine hygiene products?

"This room's pink. I don't have a pink room in my apartment." Or a round shower stall and twin sinks. Or pink soaps shaped like cats. Cats? I hate cats. He gulped. "Where am I?"

His nudity suddenly became an issue. He grabbed a fluffy pink towel off the bar and wrapped it around his waist before peeking into the bedroom. Still alone. Good.

His denim pants lay folded on a chair with his slip-on shoes beneath it. No socks or underwear. He dressed. No shirt in sight. Which one was I wearing?

Pink flowers decorated the covers on the bed. The dresser top held a silver brush and mirror set.

"I went home with some woman last night?" He shoved a hand through his hair. "Smackers, I must have been sotted. How'd I even let her touch me?"

Just as he begins a new life safe from the anguish of his past, a young security chief must return to a profession he vowed never to practice again. To save his brother's life and appease the all-powerful Empress, Khyff must seduce and then betray an alien ambassador. Her people devastated his family. Hatred for the feline aliens burns within him, but unless Khyff can learn to embrace the past, face the demons he swore he'd forget, and find a way to forgive, his brother will die. Khyff will lose the honorable and gentle alien female he has come to love and trust -- and the Empress will see to it that no one in his family will ever be safe again.
He didn't expect an alien to have such honor. He didn't expect to trust her. And he didn't expect to fall in love...

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The driver Saint-Cyr had sent for him led Khyff to a shiny black hoversine the length of a ruckball field. "Mr. Saint-Cyr thought you might appreciate coffee, sir." The android opened the door. "There's a fresh pot, plus cream and sweetener in the center console. The mugs are spill proof."

"Thank you." After Khyff slid inside, the door shut.

Sounds of the city cut off, and the plush seat cradled him. He didn't realize the car was moving until the scenery changed outside.

He touched nothing. He dared not relax. Not until this was over. Khyff drew in a shallow breath. No. Nothing was over until his brother paid what he owed.

The coffee smelled like the real thing, but who knew what might be in it? Locked inside a hoversine, drugged and helpless, and not expected back for a full day, Khyff could be taken anywhere and anything done to him, with no one the wiser.

No, he would sit here with his hands folded in his lap, and not move. If anyone tried anything, at least he'd have his wits about him.

The endless drive up and down streets soon had him lost. He'd been nowhere in this city, but he'd been in fancy cars like this back on Tarth. There, anytime anyone sent for him in one of these, he'd come back exhausted or flogged. Or both.

Rich people treated him worse than poor people, every time.

Saint-Cyr was rich. What if Saint-Cyr met with him instead of Senth? What if Saint-Cyr found the knife? What if he reported him? Any one of those things could land Khyff back in prison.

The Harbinger had a well-won reputation for ruthlessness. Each person Khyff had talked to had told him different things, but they all had one piece of advice in common when it came to Luc Saint-Cyr.

Don't screw with the Man.

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