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A'ani clone Aithar has had his heart broken a dozen times on Risda III. No one wants the love he is so very eager to give. But then he meets a human woman named Michaela who runs a dairy farm. She wants to rescue her sister, and to do so, she needs Aithar's help. He's willing to help . . . in exchange for a date. Michaela warns him that she's just using him. He's fine with being used, as long as it involves kissing. Lots and lots of kissing.

When Ophelia seeks the services of the Prime Mating Agency to find her soulmate, she’s floored to learn that her perfect match is Gaelec, an intimidating, feline-looking ex-convict. Despite her better judgment, she agrees to the union only to discover that a sweet and cuddly male, with the fluffiest fur, hides behind the stern but sexy mountain of muscle that is her new husband.

After our humiliating defeat at Cyanide, Alastair left us shamed and shattered. We lost. But with our resources at a desperate low, new players making dangerous moves, and my brutes on the offense, I know I need to change the game. The last time I tried my hand, I made mistakes that nearly cost us everything—but I’m not the same hesitant little pawn I once was, and I’m not hiding behind my fear anymore.

I should have known my scientifically-minded, superpowered Earthling would find a way to permanently attach himself to my borrowed heart. Since Micah Salah is the most impressive creature in all the galaxies. He's my stellar collision, my babygirl, my equal in all things, and the only one who truly knows me and all my secrets.

Everyone knows the name Vesper Quill. I used to be a lowly lab rat working in a Regal-owned corporation, but thanks to my truebond with Kyrion Caldaren, I’m now one of the most wanted fugitives in the Archipelago Galaxy. Kyrion and I have spent the last few weeks avoiding bounty hunters, along with the Arrows, the elite Imperium warriors tasked with capturing us. Now we’ve journeyed to a distant planet that’s supposed to be a refuge for truebonded couples, but when new enemies appear, we’re once again in grave danger.

To get amnesty on a remote farm planet, ex-con Tassar has to marry an alien–specifically, a strange looking creature called a ‘human’. When he sees gorgeous, delicate Leilani, though, all of his plans change. He wants more than just a marriage of convenience. He wants her forever, but only when she’s ready.

With nothing but rumors to lead her, Lynne Harmony has trekked across a nightmare landscape to find one man; a mysterious, damaged legend who protects the weak and leads the strong. He's more than muscle and firepower - and in post-plague LA, he's her only hope.

Burned by an ex, the last thing Evie wants is a husband, especially a seven-foot-tall, green-skinned alien. But when she applies to the Extraterrestrial Matchmaking Service on a dare, she's paired with Vork and sent to Crakair as a mail-order bride. Vork is big and dangerous, and he hits all her buttons. Passion sparks between them, but does she dare trust this sexy alien with her heart?

Welcome to Luxiria, where the twin suns are hot and the alien warriors are hotter.... Kate Harper finally had everything going on back on Earth: her dream job, a kickass best friend, and an apartment completely void of her cheating ex. That is, until she wakes up, cuffed and naked, on an alien planet/fight club known as the Pit. Worse? Aliens fight to the death to be able to claim their prize: human pleasure mates. Even worse? She realizes she’s one of them.

Wrongly imprisoned whistle-blower Rachel Pierce would rather take her chances with her court appeal than accept her place as the first Interstellar Bride destined for the Colony. She’s stubborn and determined to seek justice - and her freedom - on Earth...but her mates are not willing to risk her life or her future on a system they believe to be both primitive and corrupt.

Who knew her number would be drawn in the first round? Nothing goes right after that - the transport ship is attacked, she is captured by the enemy Morr-ta aliens and thrown in prison. When a gorgeous Stryxian warrior rescues her, she thinks she's won freedom and her fated mate, but he has some big, bad secret, and apparently, it's a deal breaker for him.

Alone and bereft, Louisa makes the fateful decision to follow her sister into the 17th century. But, the best laid plans often go awry and she finds herself on the wrong continent, and in the wrong year. Louisa must cross the Atlantic to get to Virginia, hoping that Valerie is still there in 1620, and face the uncertainty of her situation as she makes the dangerous journey to the New World.

She'll do anything to free her sister and save the Earth from invasion, even if she's blackmailed into stealing sacred alien artifacts...and becomes the prey of the dark, deadly warrior sent to hunt her down. Special Forces Space Marine Lara Traynor wants to save her sister and her planet from annihilation by the deadly insectoid Kantos. Earth's Space Corps give her one option: steal three gems sacred to the Eon Warriors. Lara has never failed a mission and she doesn't plan to start now. What she doesn't expect is the big, hard-bodied warrior the Eon sent to stop her.

The culminating volume in The Saga of Seven Suns weaves together the myriad story lines in a spectacular grand finale. Galactic empires clash, elemental beings devastate whole planetary systems, and the factions of humanity are pitted against one another. Heroes rise and enemies make their last stands in the climax of an epic tale eight years in the making. The Saga of Seven Suns is one of the most colorful and spectacular science-fiction epics of the past decade.

I’m on Prillon Prime for a surprise party. Me, the unmated Earth girl, a guest of the queen! I want to dress up and have fun. Not trip over my own two feet and fall into the arms of two of the hottest alien warriors I’ve ever seen. Ever. What happens on Prillon Prime stays on Prillon Prime. Before they touch me I make it clear that I’m not looking for a mate. Or two. I have to go back to the Colony. My life is there. But Prillon warriors are notorious for fighting for what they want. Apparently, what these two want…is me.

Growing up on modern day Earth, I had no idea I’d been selected from birth to help a dying race save their population. So when a starship abducts me for a royal wedding with galactic consequences, my only option is to help its crew of beautiful officers complete their mission. The catch? I have to protect my gorgeous bride and new allies from an alluring enemy who wants my immunity to a fertility-killing plague for herself, even if it means I have to take command.

Evelyn enjoyed living a nice quiet life in an anarchic pirate port, far from the world she’d once conquered. Then came an attack by mercenaries that made her angry. By the time the dust settled, she had a group of former slaves which she’d freed, her djinn assistant had convinced several of the women that they should join Evelyn’s brand-new harem, and she was looking for a new home, likely aboard a ship.

I have a reputation for being the most chaotic bounty hunter in the universe. What they don't know? My private life is just as messy. I've got a sweet, innocent cloned human woman who wants to be my lover . . . and a grumpy cyborg paramour who might be jealous that he's not the center of attention. The solution? A triad. Can three very different people love and work together all on the same small spaceship? We're about to find out.

Ketahn hadn’t wanted a mate. Fate gave him Ivy Foster. Now, he wants nothing more than to enjoy his little human. But fate is not content to make things so simple.

I’m getting married today, and I’m so freaking depressed. My bridal gown is exquisite. The ring is enormous. But my groom is evil personified, and I’m being forced into this doomed marriage. I’m seconds from breaking into a full-on ugly cry. And right then, as if by magic, the church doors burst open. Women scream and children scramble as a huge, satanic-looking alien stomps down the aisle, flicking his tail, flashing flames, and wreaking chaos in his wake. He’s looking right at me. “Charlotte Cruz?"