Oh No, I Shot A Spaceship And Kissed An Alien Cyberchef by Kate Sinner

Nothing says ‘five-star hospitality’ quite like accidentally blasting an alien ship out of the sky.

Welcome to my life at the Alien Hotel. My days are a delightful cocktail of wrestling with the demonic NutriSynth, dodging kitchen fires, and trying not to murder our cyborg chef, Nelan. Did I mention he’s irritatingly handsome? Because that’s totally irrelevant and not at all distracting.
Now we’ve got a VIP guest – you know, the one whose ship I nearly vaporized. No pressure or anything. Just gotta whip up an apology feast while Nelan critiques my every move. It’s fine. I’m fine. Everything’s fine.
Oh, and apparently I’m developing feelings for Mr. Perfectionist Chef. Because clearly, my life wasn’t complicated enough already. Who needs peace and quiet when you can have sarcasm and sexual tension, right?