Find your Sun, Moon, and Rising.

I didn’t think much about the weird dream I had years ago. I mean, I already knew my Sun, Moon, and Rising signs. What the hell was the disembodied voice talking about?

Just a bunch of dreamland nonsense my newly awaked astrology magic probably spurred on.

That was my truth—until I found myself captivated by a guy who I seriously should not be drawn to. Or thinking about. Or lusting after.

I’ve already found my soulmate.

But I also can’t deny that the Sagittarius fox shifter who feels like embodied fire and freedom tugs on a damn similar string.

Turns out, the weird dream wasn’t a figment of my subconscious mind.

It was a channeled message.

And the signs I’m supposed to find—they’re men. Soulmates, as in plural, who hold the key to understanding why I was gifted with my unusual magic.

It’s ridiculous.

What am I supposed to do? Walk up to the guys and say, “Hey, I need you two to play along and share me because the Universe said so? Oh, and apparently, there’s another dude on the way, too, so keep that in mind.”

Literally or figuratively, either way I’m fucked.

STAR TOUCHED is the first book in zodiac infused, steamy paranormal reverse harem romance series by USA Today bestselling author Gaja J. Kos! If you have a taste for hot AF men crashing into the heroine’s life and casting her into a total Tower card moment, then this is definitely the story for you!


The Sag had the kind of face I wanted to sit on. Wide, full lips parted in a lingering smile that—

Holy fuck, was I actually drooling over the shape of his teeth?

But damn, the way they fit him…

Gorgeous, with the right touch of uniqueness that played with the contour of his mouth to such levels of perfection, it made my pussy throb. I could just bet having his face between my legs would give me killer orgasms.

“Alina?” Gina’s voice, though gentle, snapped like a whip through my horny-ass tangent.

I ripped my attention away from the illegally good-looking biker standing across the room and winced. “Sorry.”

Sorry for so much more than just my inattention at a damn crime scene.

I was married to my soulmate, for fuck’s sake. Sure, I recognized the attractiveness of some people, but I’d never before had the urge to sit on someone’s damn face.

What the hell was wrong with me?

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