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Nachdem sie zu Unrecht eines Verbrechens bezichtigt und dafür verurteilt wurde, meldet sich Jessica als Freiwillige zum Interstellaren Bräute-Programm, um einer langen Haftstrafe zu entgehen. Sie wird einem Prinzen zugeordnet—dem Thronfolger des mächtigen Planeten Prillon—aber ihre Zukunft gerät ins Wanken, als die Zuweisung vom aktuellen Herrscher Prillons abgelehnt wird.

Als Kunsthändlerin in New York hat Sophia Antonelli hart für ihre Karriere gearbeitet. Das Schicksal zwingt sie jedoch, einen Deal mit der organisierten Kriminalität einzugehen. Als etwas schief geht, wird sie vor die Wahl gestellt: 25 Jahre Gefängnis oder Teilnahme am Interstellare Brautprogramm. Die Entscheidung ist leicht und Sophia ist schockiert zu erfahren, dass sie nicht einem, sondern drei Viken-Kriegern zugeteilt ist.

Saber befürchtet, dass er sich nie vollständig von seinen ihn lähmenden Verletzungen erholen wird, und er weiß, dass er seine Amate nicht verdient hat, wenn er sie nicht beschützen kann. Sie sollte sich für einen Krieger entscheiden, nicht für einen Krüppel, der ständig ihre Hilfe braucht. Also tut Saber alles, was in seiner Macht steht, um die zarte Frau, in die er sich verliebt hat, von sich zu stoßen.

When I came to the subterranean kingdom of Driegon as a mail-order bride, I didn’t expect the dragon king to sweep me off my feet, take flight, and claim me as his mate. He says a mythical mating ritual called the Torrent proves we’re fated. Yeah, sure. Then I find out he’s almost engaged. He insists he’ll find a way for us to be together, but I’ve fallen for pretty lies before, and I won’t give my heart again easily.

What happens when you don't recognize the monsters in your bed? Gael Thiago hates his job. More than that, he hates how confused he's gotten. The past year has been one of the most complicated of his life, and he's been left feeling adrift in more ways than one. He decides to try and fix this by signing up for some deviant play at the exclusive Moonward Manor, a club that caters to the dark and twisted.

Isabella Martinez war schon immer besonders gut darin, gegen alles und jeden zu rebellieren, egal ob Eltern, Schule oder Freunde. Niemand konnte es ihr recht machen und kein Mensch war je in der Lage, sie und ihre abgründig finsteren Sehnsüchte zu bändigen. Als sie mit ihrer zügellosen Art schließlich Schwierigkeiten mit dem Gesetz bekommt und zwischen einem Gefängnisaufenthalt oder der Reise als interstellare Braut zu einem fremden Planeten wählen muss, zögert sie keine Sekunde lang. Einsam und verlassen auf der Erde, fiel ihr die Entscheidung nicht besonders schwer.

Marlowe Rose has been fighting her ex, Dominik, for a decade. When he kidnaps their son, she sneaks onto his starship, planning to give him hell. Instead, she ends up caught, sequestered and questioned by the captain. But Tanisira Sekmith isn’t what Marlowe thought she was, and when it becomes clear that they’re all just puppets in Dominik’s eyes, Marlowe convinces the stoic captain to help rescue her son. Tanisira promised herself she’d make no waves, catch no one’s attention, and cruise under the radar. Misplacing her trust once changed the trajectory of her whole life.

Ich brauche einen Beschützer, der kein Problem damit hat, ein paar interstellare Gesetze für mich zu brechen. Da ich klug genug bin, mich nicht auf dubiosen Raumstationen herumzutreiben, muss ich einen Gefängnisinsassen kaufen, indem ich das Kopfgeld bezahle, das auf ihn aufgesetzt war. Tankol ist groß, hat einen Arm aus Metall und sieht gemeingefährlich aus – für meine Zwecke ist er perfekt. Allerdings hat das über zwei Meter fünfzig große Alien nicht die geringste Lust, mir zu gehorchen... Dark Sci-Fi Romance Novelle. Düstere Themen. Eindeutige Szenen. Deutliche Sprache.

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.

Struck by a strange illness that confounds human doctors, Neera turns to alien physicians instead. The prognosis? She’s not what she always believed herself to be—Earth’s atmosphere is slowly killing her. Too broke to afford the insane cost of relocating to a new, more suitable world, Neera turns in desperation to the Prime Mating Agency. The match? A sexy merman, with pink scales, scarlet hair, and a voice that makes her toes curl.

Few people know the name Vesper Quill. To most folks, I’m just a lowly lab rat who designs brewmakers and other household appliances in the research and development lab at the powerful Kent Corp. But when I point out a design flaw and a safety hazard in the new line of Kent Corp spaceships, everyone knows who I am—and wants to eliminate me. I might be a seer with a photographic memory, but I don’t see the trouble headed my way until it’s too late. Suddenly, I’m surrounded by enemies and fighting for my life.

Evelyn's parents have been missing for more than thirty years, and at last, Evelyn has a clue as to their fate. Investigating won't be easy, even for someone as powerful as she is, yet she won't be deterred. Her preparations have her requesting aid from those of great power and visiting ancient ruins with hidden dangers, yet all of that pales before what she will encounter.

She broke their laws. Now, he has come to punish her...In my human settlement on the hostile plains of Dakkar, I am an outcast, a strange girl orphaned since birth, alone, and dreaming of a life I don't have. I hunt to survive, though it is forbidden, though it breaks the strict Dakkari laws that we all must follow. When my desperate actions catch the attention of a Dakkari horde king - a cold, powerful, and merciless warrior leader, with eyes like flint and a body like steel - he seeks to punish me...and he succeeds. But then he does the unexpected.

It's all a matter of opinion, but Carter's day is going pretty badly. He's an engineer captured by bug aliens, now depending on his large, muscled, naked cage mates for food and warmth. They seem sentient, so that's good. But they're also handsy. Which is...complicated. The military isn't looking for him. Slaves taken by the bug race never come back. Yet, Carter is very much alive, and if he wants to stay that way, he'll need to trust Pykh and Siel, two affectionate aliens with claws, teeth, and size.

Es herrscht Krieg, schon seit Jahrhunderten. Seit die Fremden von den Sternen kamen und rasch zur dominanten Spezies auf der Erde wurden. Nur die mutigen und gut ausgebildeten Archner-Krieger, die absolute Elite der Buckellande, stellen sich noch den schlangengleichen Alienmonstern entgegen. Sie beschützen die Tallande und die dort ohne den Schutz starker Wallmauern lebenden Bauern, wie auch die Ernten, welche die Menschen dieser Tage dringend zum Überleben brauchen. Doch nicht nur die Fremden bedrohen und nehmen das Leben der Archner...

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?

Liam loves his life as a linguist and trader on the Rownt homeworld, but he has ignored his heart and sexual needs for years. After escaping the horrors of war, he wants a boring life. He won't risk letting anyone come too close because he won't risk letting anyone see his deeply submissive nature. For him, submission comes with pain. Life burned that lesson into his soul from a young age. This fear keeps him from noticing that the Rownt trader Ondry cares for him. Ondry may not understand humans, but he recognizes a wounded soul.

Interplanetary intrigue and romance combine in this electrifying finale to the Consortium Rebellion series. As the youngest member of her High House, Catarina von Hasenberg is used to being underestimated, but her youth and flighty, bubbly personality mask a clever mind and stubborn...

Nine years ago, he broke my heart and never returned. I vowed to forget him...if only I could. When I was a child, I fell in love with a Dakkari boy. The prince of our clan. Rukkar, we called him. For he was destined to become the greatest horde king of our time. He was Kiran of Rath Okkili. My friend. My strong, unyielding protector. His mischievous smile and golden eyes made my heart flutter and my soul sing. And just when I began to believe he returned my love...he shattered me so completely and never once looked back to see how I’d survived.

Simone loves a good opportunity. When she sees that there's a hole in the market on Risda III for a bakery, she steps in to fill the void. With a cart full of fresh baked goods, she rakes in the credits. Who cares if she doesn't know the difference between a biscuit and a babka? She's got hustle and a winning smile. Ruth-Ann cares. She cares a lot.