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Picture this: I've got five brothers, and I'm the only girl. Standing out isn't easy. So, when I pitched my genius idea for jazzing up our family establishment, Atta Boy Brewery, you can bet he wasn't on board. Maybe he thinks I'm too much of a risk, or maybe he's just protecting his turf. The best friend? Griffin Cole, the hotshot chef and my brother's lifelong buddy. When I suggested turning a dusty storage room of the brewery into a party zone, I didn't expect Griffin to have my back. Suddenly, we're cooking up more than just great beer ideas together.

All my life I've been treated with kid gloves, and I'm tired of it. I want to live up to the legacy of the proud Drixonian females with which I share half of my DNA. There's one thing in my way—a young warrior who knows my secret and threatens to tell my father. So I make a deal with him, and soon his annoying presence at my side changes into something more . . .

I was odd even before the evil aliens kidnapped me and messed with my brain. Now? I'm even more of a weirdo. I never minded being alone until I found a group of friends who accepted me and who never made me feel like an outcast, even if I had never fully told them the truth about myself. They were stolen, and I'd do anything to find them again and keep them safe, even if it means searching this entire planet. Now if I only I can shake this creepy, silent blue alien who's been hunting me for days.

I'd never needed a week away with my brothers so bad until I'd broken up with my girlfriend. The female persuasion was the farthest thing from my mind . . . that was until I lock eyes with the stunning brunette sitting on the other side of the bar. It didn't take me long to figure out that she was there alone. My brothers and I had decided to move the party from the bar to my hotel room. Things got loud, and before I knew it she was standing on the other side of my door. Only she wasn't here to join the party, instead she was raging with anger at the fact we'd kept her up half the night.

I'm tired of being scared, but fear is like a constant companion these days. Some big blue alien stole the last of my friends, and now I'm alone as a prisoner on a spaceship on my way back to the planet that stole everything from me. I thought I'd seen the last of the blue aliens, until suddenly I'm staring into the eyes of one as he gets ready to fire a laser right into the cockpit where I sit. And at this point in my life, I'm thinking this might be the best way to go.

I'm a strong woman. I can cope with leaving my cheating ex behind on earth, and I can cope with doing this alone. What I can't cope with is the seven foot winged warrior-alien who has decided that I'm his. Me and Second Spear Mavyx don't get along. We should stay far away from each other. So why am I asking him to help me out when my hormones have me acting like a cat in heat?

I'm the girl who was always too shy to be the center of attention. I hid behind books, doing all the things a good girl should. Perfect grades. Perfect friends. Perfect life, even if I was lonely. Too bad none of it mattered after I was kidnapped.

I'm the girl who always does what she's supposed to do. Some might call me a perfectionist, but it's because I'm trying to make my parents proud. My life has been planned since birth and I never questioned it. Not until the day I'm kidnapped, and I see just how sheltered I've been.

Once upon a time, Dee Sumner was the quintessential mafia princess. At least, she was before she sees her father kill someone and she has to go into hiding. Years on the run haven't been easy. She can't have long term friendships and she absolutely stays away from any kind of romantic entanglements. Of course, that doesn't stop her obsession with her boss. Micah Ross has his pick of gorgeous women. Running the kind of club he does, they all but throw themselves at him. But the novelty of that has grown stale. He wants something more challenging, and the only woman he's interested in is Dee.

Ex-military sniper, Nick White, drives a big-rig to shove time served in Afghanistan into the rearview mirror. He wants nothing to do with therapist’s good intentions, people’s well-wishes, or the national chain of truck stops his wealthy family owns. Every solitary mile he travels helps grapple with a guilt that runs deep.

I don't believe in love. But then again, up until a week or so ago, I didn't believe in aliens either. And yet here I am having been abducted, stranded on a jungle planet, and now surrounded by a tribe of huge, protective aliens with wings and tails. At least these are the good guys. Their leader, Rynn, is convinced I'm the reason the skin on his chest is lit up like a Christmas tree, particularly the area directly above his heart. But that's just some weird alien biochemical reaction. Just like all supposed 'love', right?

Hester Carlye has no wish to look after the pampered offspring of the rich anymore, in spite of being a highly sought-after governess. But with her elderly father frail, and the roof of their rundown cottage falling in, she has no choice but to accept a dazzling new placement. Movie star Aidan Neil is box office gold, but after the tragic death of his wife Dinah Doyle, he needs Hester’s help to raise their young daughter Erin. Aidan and Dinah were once the perfect Hollywood couple, but stars don’t shine forever…

Things between Eva and Scott immediately begin to heat up again. The two are determined to look at their new proximity as divine intervention from the fates—that is until Scott's new VIP client at work turns out to be none other than Eva's evil ex. Can Scott and Eva find a way to stay together without Scott losing his job or Eva and her sons falling into danger, or will Eva being Neighbors with the Single Dad be an intervention they both wish the fates had stayed out of?

Romantic. Addictive. Second chance wishes and first time kisses. Everything you need for a cozy story. You’ll devour each of these winter stories down to the last page.

Sell over a million dollars of programmable hover vacs in a month, get a hefty commission check, and win an all-expenses paid trip to Ubaid Space Station. I came for the extraterrestrial experience, not the poorly cooked chicken parmesan in the Earth-centric resort restaurant. So, who can blame me if I slip my leash by bribing the tour guide to let me escape yet another mind-numbingly boring museum trip? I end up in a bar in the most dangerous sector of the Leisure Ring. I also meet the extraterrestrial of my dreams—at least, he can be for the remainder of my vacation.

Most of the Akrellians now living on Earth after saving humanity from an alien invasion are super polite. The red-scaled, black-quilled behemoth living next door is a notable exception, and he doesn't bother to return my enthusiastic greeting with anything more than an impatient growl. But I know the secret to making friends, and that secret is a dozen red velvet cupcakes with cute monster faces on them, just in time for Halloween. The grumpy, smoldering volcano of a male might pretend he's not interested in my offering, but he can't resist my sweet treats for long.