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Katarina was only looking for one night. An evening of no-strings fun with someone who knew what they were doing and wasn't afraid of getting a little wild. One look at the gorgeous bartender with the midnight skin and waving tentacles, and she knew she needed to feel all those…appendages wrapped around her before the night was out. Lucky for her, the bartender was a woman who went after what she wanted, and oh, did she want.

Tereza’s life was all obligation and no pleasure, but she’d never expected anything else. When a glimpse of undreamed of possibilities propels her into a decision that changes everything, the consequences shatter her world. Fleeing, bleeding, she stumbles into the arms of four fae. With them, she feels things that make her question everything she thought she knew about herself. But the past is not so easily left behind, and old promises stalk her footsteps with deadly intent.

Vanwood is a dangerous place, even more so when you're on Kat Marquess' radar. Thankfully for me, I like a little blood with my kisses. Please be warned ya'll: This is for the V I B E S by which I mean, the S P I C E if you like it a little sapphic. Use this as a palate cleanser, a little spoonful of sugar, and hopefully you won't be disappointed.

I knows things have gone ecking south when the Sky sends its full army to hunt me down. Now, I'm stranded on an adorably violent little planet with only Jerrock to rely on—and he hates me. Jerrock. Sky assassin. The Quadrants’ most renowned killer. He wasn't always, though. I remember who he used to be before and I want him to remember, too, but he wants eck all to do with me. He thinks I'm just an addict, a fool, a reaver with no instincts for self preservation. He says that reavers like me can't be trusted. He says that assassins like him can’t love.

Crash-landed on an alien planet where everything seems to want to kill me, I've got no choice but to rely on the hunter, Grizz, to help me survive, steer clear of the awful male I crashed with, and find my family missing somewhere on the island. Huge, green-skinned, with a tail, tusks, and claws, Grizz seems so hot and cold. Could it be cultural differences? Why else would he be so reluctant to help me? Or… could it be that I've unlocked a fire-breathing monster within him that wants me, not just once, but to keep?

What's got four arms, huge spikes shooting out of his spine, and is utterly insane? Oh yeah, that's right. It's the freaking alien gladiator who's fighting in the games—for me—because I'm the prize he's geared to win. How I ended up here is just as much of a mystery as is how I lost my memory. I've got no idea who I am, where I'm from, or why no other species on this diverse and chaotic planet look anything like me. But as the gladiator and I spend more time together, I'm starting to realize… yeah, he might be crazy, but so am I.