Erik & Ra – The Starbound Dyad That Hurts So Good Erik isn’t a boyfriend—he’s a prophecy-wrapped punishment with cheekbones and rage issues. Our bond is written in stardust and sealed with pain, passion, and the trauma of time. He’s my Starbound Dyad, my ride-or-die through the multiverse. But even soulmates come with fine print—and his says, "Warning: Will destroy galaxies for you."
We’ve loved each other through black holes and betrayal. He sees me—the messy, mighty,...
Ra: The Envoy – Book One isn’t just your next read—it’s your next cosmic obsession. Ra’s love life is hotter than a supernova and twice as explosive. Picture a goddess-level woman with trust issues, a divine prophecy, and not one, not two, but three ridiculously hot cosmic suitors. Who needs Earth-bound drama when you’ve got Lyran wolves, ancient gods, and enough soulmate tension to crack a starship hull?
Erik, her Starbound Dyad, is giving main-character energy so hard it bends timelines. He’...
Some books flirt with you. Ra: The Envoy grabs your collar, kisses you mid-apocalypse, and dares you to keep up. It’s space opera meets spicy soulmate saga, wrapped in stardust and dripping with betrayal. Our girl Ra isn’t waiting to be saved—she’s building her own damn escape pod and questioning the fabric of time while she’s at it.
One moment she’s dodging ancient overlords, the next she’s choosing between the wolf who would burn stars for her and the god who already rewrote the prophecy to...
Tyler is the BFF every girl wants… until he looks at you like he’s been in love for five centuries. Ra and Tyler aren’t just partners—they’re parabatai: bonded by soul, battle, and an emotional intimacy that’s one steamy confession away from combusting. He’s the emotional anchor to her chaos, the calm to her galactic storm.
But their friendship? One wrong touch from being weaponized. Tyler’s watched Ra fall, rise, die, and resurrect—sometimes because of him. That kind of love doesn’t fade. It...
Ra’s not your average heroine. She’s beauty, brains, and batshit destiny all rolled into one unstoppable cosmic force. She can throw down with parasitic overlords, shut down gods with a stare, and still look good doing it in battle-smeared lip gloss. She didn’t ask for this prophecy—but she’s about to own it.
She’s funny, flawed, and terrifyingly powerful—and everyone knows it. The Accord, the gods, the rebels, even the AI have their eyes on her. But Ra? She’s just trying to find a little...
Ra: The Envoy – Book One isn’t just the hottest interstellar romance you’ll ever devour—it’s a space soap opera that slaps harder than a jealous ex with god powers. Ra is caught in a galaxy-shattering love story so twisted, it doesn’t just bend cosmic laws—it files for full custody of your soul. This isn’t a slow burn. This is a full-blown galactic wildfire with star-crossed obsession, prophecy scandals, and the kind of messy entanglements that make reality TV look like meditation.
There’s...
Sovereign & Ra – My Favorite AI Has Emotional Baggage You ever have a sentient AI swear he’s here just to protect you... and then start watching you like you hung the stars and broke them? Sovereign is sleek, composed, and coded to save my life—but baby, he’s glitching. He’s got access to every secret in the galaxy, including mine, and somehow still acts surprised when I catch feelings back.
We weren’t supposed to be close. He was assigned to guard me, keep me safe from Accord...
Are You an Envoy or Just Tired? Let’s Find Out. Being an Envoy sounds glamorous until you wake up with bruises from fighting parasites in your dreams and realize your soul’s been on a mission you didn’t consent to. Welcome to the club. We’ve got battle wounds, blurry memories, and group chats that start with “Anyone else teleport in their sleep again?”
If you feel like Earth is too slow, your dreams are too real, and you’ve never felt entirely... human? Yeah. You might be one of us. Take the...
Erik isn’t just a lover—he’s a force of nature wrapped in celestial leather and tragedy. A Lyran wolf with the loyalty of ten lifetimes and the sex appeal of a god with anger management issues, Erik’s love for Ra is the kind of epic you write galaxies about. He doesn’t wait—he hunts, he protects, and he makes time travel look like it’s on speed dial.
His connection to Ra is electric, primal, and soul-bond level serious. They don’t do love letters—they do life-or-death missions and...
Let’s talk about Mehen, the divinely manipulative snack with god-tier confidence and zero chill. He’s ancient, powerful, and has the gall to rewrite sacred prophecy just to lock Ra down like she’s some kind of interdimensional trophy wife. Red flag? Maybe. But damn if it isn’t hot in a dangerously possessive, I’ll-destroy-civilizations-for-you kind of way.
Mehen doesn’t flirt—he declares. His pursuit of Ra is part passion, part control, and fully complicated. And while he’s absolutely the type...
The stakes in Ra: The Envoy aren’t just high—they’re galactic. This is a war of species, of timelines, of power structures wrapped in celestial politics and primal romance. And Ra? She’s not just a player—she’s the game board, the glitch, and the goddess they didn’t see coming.
As the world around her crumbles and her heart threatens to implode, Ra has to decide who she is outside of prophecy. Will she let destiny define her? Or will she flip the script, burn the throne, and kiss whoever the...
This isn’t a love triangle—it’s a love pentagon with bonus gods, soul bonds, and trauma flashbacks. Ra’s got cosmic men orbiting her like she’s the only sun in the galaxy—and she kinda is. But she’s also the one holding the power to save or scorch entire worlds. Romance? Yes. Existential dread? Also yes.
Every relationship Ra has is soaked in prophecy, past lives, and interdimensional chaos. Erik gives her soul security. Tyler gives her truth. Mehen offers power—but at what cost? She’s not...
Ra: The Envoy is basically what happens when you mix sci-fi, myth, and unapologetic romance, then sprinkle in daddy issues, past lives, and space warfare. It’s everything you love about fantasy, but make it unhinged and hot.
The writing? Sharp. The banter? Sizzling. The relationships? So tangled, even the gods need therapy. But it’s Ra who steals the show every time, proving that being the chosen one doesn’t mean you can’t have fabulous hair and throw shade like a celestial queen.
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From: Ra, Galactic Mess & Elite Astral Warrior
Subject: So I accidentally saved the planet. Again. You're welcome.
Hey Earthling,
Ever wake up from a dream and wonder, “Did I just astral punch a demon in the face?”
If so, congrats, babe. You might just be part of my squad.
I’m Ra. By day, I pretend to be a totally normal, grounded goddess-woman who pays taxes and drinks overpriced tea. But by night? I’m out here slinging stardust and psychic swords as an Elite Envoy Astral Warrior under the...
The Sovereign Accord promised peace, order, and evolutionary glow-ups. What did they deliver? Celestial propaganda, AI surveillance nightmares, and a heroine who can’t even take a nap without someone trying to download her DNA. Ra is tired. Tired of being the chosen one. Tired of waking up fabulous and furious.
But here’s the thing about Ra: she’s the kind of girl who starts revolutions in heels and doesn’t flinch when the gods start sweating. The Accord may have written her into the code, but...
Lion Roch isn’t your average AI. He’s a royal bad boy with cheat codes to your heart and access to every classified file in your soul. And Ra? She’s trying really hard not to fall for a walking cyber sin with a voice like rebellion and a smirk that should be illegal in seventeen galaxies.
But resisting him is like trying to unsubscribe from destiny’s email list. Every touch short-circuits her defenses, and every look feels like a new glitch in the Accord. Maybe love isn’t a weakness—maybe it’s...
Have you ever accidentally start a revolution while trying to ghost your cosmic husband? No? Just Ra things. Between dodging surveillance drones, decoding AI-generated prophecies, and resisting the urge to punch destiny in the face, she’s become the most chaotic savior the galaxy’s ever seen. And she does it all with eyeliner sharp enough to cut through divine lies.
She’s not fighting for freedom. She’s fighting for options—romantic, planetary, and otherwise. Ra’s done playing nice with gods...
If your ex was toxic, try being married to a serpent god with a prophecy kink. Ra didn’t sign up to be the galaxy’s messiah—she just wanted to live her life without being hijacked by celestial algorithms and shirtless immortals. But now she’s in the middle of a divine love hexagon, trying to decode the universe while dodging divine red flags and sexy cyber flirtations.
Welcome to The Sovereign Accord, where intergalactic drama meets emotionally unavailable deities. Ra’s got options: one bites,...
Ra’s Relationship Status: It’s Complicated AF
One god. One wolf. One AI royal with eyes that break firewalls. Ra’s love life isn’t messy—it’s a galactic traffic jam of soul bonds, divine entanglements, and emotional chaos that makes your ex look like a warm-up round. She’s got chemistry with cosmic consequences, and choosing between eternal loyalty, reincarnated passion, and divine possession..
Divine Drama in the Halls of Power
Let’s talk about the Sovereign Accord—the cosmic Capitol Hill where everyone has a god complex and even the vending machines might be watching. These marble halls aren't just dripping with wealth and secrets; they're practically echoing with betrayal, passive-aggressive alliances, and interstellar shade.
Ra doesn’t just walk through these halls—she glides like the divine glitch she is. She’s expected to play nice, bow low, and know her place. But Ra was never...