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I can't get enough of Montier. Those broad, golden shoulders and big arms that want to sweep me off my feet.... Those alien bedroom eyes that look into my soul.... Those abs that I want to feast on.... It's enough to make any human woman swoon. Except we don't have time to swoon when we're in constant danger. The people who kidnapped me have chased me around the galaxy, and they're not giving up. We don't know why they want me and my friends so much. Hell, we don't even know who they are.  

I'm a greaser girl from Novaria. I know my way around an engine room. And I never got close to anyone. Much less a serious relationship. As for Swipt? The handsome alien pirate that rescued me says I'm his mate. Fated. Destined to be together. Kind of a big commitment. But he's...different. Swipt is strong. He challenges me. Excites me. Pisses me off. But maybe I need that kind of fire. Maybe it's what I've been missing.

I'm a wanted woman. In more ways than one. I was arrested, then imprisoned in cryosleep, and finally rescued by a crew of horned, golden skinned aliens. Now my government has branded me a traitor. Whoever is after me is willing to kill - to destroy anything and anyone in their way. They're powerful and without mercy. It's enough to make me lose all hope. Until Grantian. He's a dangerous man and he promises to protect me. Former mercenary with the Hael Hounds - more blood on his hands than he cares to recount. He's experienced suffering...loss. I can tell that he sees something in me.

Grace Hall is a nurse, not a doctor. But when five Preor warriors are brought to the emergency room and the doctors won't touch the aliens, she steps forward. One warrior draws her more than the others. His teal wings, muscular body, and pain-glazed eyes have her torn between two desires - needing his touch and desperation to heal him. She's going to save the Preor males, even if it kills her.

Persia has dedicated her life to saving the planet from greedy construction companies, even if that meant she lost out on a life filled with laughter, love, and passion. Considering she's generally surrounded by losers, potheads, and slackers, it's not such a big loss. Then she meets Warren - a tall, muscular hunk of hottie she wants to climb like the trees she's trying to save. Werewolf Warren Edgecomb lost out on love once and never imagined he'd find a woman for him. Then he stumbles across Persia, and he knows the gorgeous female is his.

Baila spent one night with the sexy alien—over six feet of purple hotness—and now she’s paying the price. The cost? One great big (purple) alien bun in her very human oven. With no alien partner in sight, she’s determined to take care of herself—and her baby—on her own. Except, it’s hard to hold down a job as a sexy waitress with a huge stomach the color of grape Kool-Aid. Jobless and twenty-four hours from being evicted, she runs into the one person she never thought she’d see again…

As an intake officer for six years, nothing surprises Terra-born Rebecca Varda anymore. Nothing. Except the arrival of Karru C’Hali, Overlord of Palia. He’s nearly seven feet of honey-skinned, heavily carved and deliciously muscled male, and his presence has her heart racing with apprehension. Not because he’s unsanctioned, but because Palia—and their people—are a myth. Maybe.

No one suspects that straight-laced witch Aurora Rhonelle comes from a family of powerful necromancers-a fact they never let her forget. So what if she prefers Anne Klein over Anne Rice and pastels over shades of black? That shouldn't make her any less respectable. Unfortunately, never having raised a dead human does damage her street cred.

Kintar has had a hard past. I can see it in his eyes. They speak of unbelievable loss and sadness. The life of a soldier. But his chiseled, muscled, alien body is more than a collection of his past. He towers over me and pushes reality from my view - until there is only him. His deep voice whispering in my ear, soothes me. His eyes roaming my body, lure out my wild side. His strong arms wrapped around me, protect me from the madness of the galaxy. But it's his heart that gives me hope. His soul that brings me peace. 

Captain Solair and the intrepid crew of the Ancestral Queen had no idea that when they rescued the human women aboard a derelict freighter, that their lives—and their loves—would change forever. As both crews learned to live together, they crushed the villains, grabbed the loot, and saved the day, all to live happily ever after with their mates. Now, however, Solair and the others discover that the greatest adventure of all lies ahead: parenthood. The beloved Kilgari and their feisty, brilliant human mates return for one final voyage.

Werewolf Reid Bennett has one goal: investigate the Brookfield clan's Itan. Reports are coming in that the male is abusing his werebears and - even if he's a werewolf - Reid will put a stop to it. Unfortunately, the resolution ends up being permanent, and now Reid's the clan's leader. The only positive about his new situation: curvy werebear Evelyn Archer. She makes his wolf howl, and he aches to explore every inch of her lush frame. He's the clan's leader, and he knows exactly where he'd like to lead Evelyn - his bedroom.

As the best damn bounty hunter in the country, Allon Wyvern always gets the bad guy. Unless the second-best bounty hunter beats him to it - which she does far too often for his taste. Even though they've never met, their rivalry is legendary in the shifter world. So far it's been friendly...until her interference allows the criminal to escape.

He wants to return to Preor and she wants a job, but you don't always get what you want. Lana Cooper is down to her last hundred dollars, has no job, and her clunker of a car has finally clunked out. How has her life become such a cluster of horribleness? Oh, right. A guy. Only she doesn't get a chance to beg for a job. Nope, one walk along the beach changes everything. Oh, she has a job now...as the mate to a hot, hunky Preor dragon male.

Anyone judging Tiffany Ufora by her cover would undoubtedly think the goth witch was a necromancer - and that's fine by her. Much to her dismay, Tiffany's particular brand of magic has a habit of spitting out oodles of the most adorable fluffy, pastel-colored critters at the most inopportune times.

The vamp life sure as hell ain't the glam life. Just ask Alena Falkov. One day she'll be a full-fledged attorney, but for now, she's stuck working her fangs off at a thankless job while she attends Othercross University's esteemed law school. Of course she might not have the job for long if she can't be on time, but when a vampire catches the scent of her Beloved - her one true soul mate - in the hallways of the courthouse, no one could blame her for tracking him down. Now if only he wasn't the defendant...and by all accounts, guilty. Or is he?  

Panther shifter Elissa Malkin lives her life on the straight and narrow, always on the right side of the law, never a step out of line. So how the hell did she end up being a getaway driver for a cat burglar? The best she can hope for is to not get caught. Then her boss assigns her to report on Wildridge Security, the very firm tasked with finding the thief. Crap!

Rendan sen Tarkan, Offense Master to the Preor Third Fleet, has found his human mate. She is small compared to him, but her curves, delicious scent, and sky blue eyes call out to his soul. He has waited for a female for over two centuries and he will fight - kill - any who dare attempt to take her. Even one of his own males. One moment Carla was unemployed and the next she was on the Preor battleship, working as a nurse for human-Preor mates. Oh, and the next moment? That was when she found her sexy, alien pink-scaled mate.

Love isn't real. It's just a biochemical reaction. Right? That's what I've always believed. All my friends falling in love with these gorgeous golden alien pirates? I'm convinced they're just experiencing biological impulses. I mean, I get it. I watch Zander stride through the hallways to me and my heart skips a beat. I see him lean over to speak to me and my knees weaken. When he touches me? It's like a supernova...down there.

After one passionate night, witch Iris Holloway is left with more than just the memory of the sexiest vampire she'd ever met - she's pregnant. And the little bladder squasher inside her belly seems to take great joy in reminding her of its presence at the most inopportune moments. Like when she's sitting in judgment over another witch in her job as an Othercross Sentinel. It's hard to focus on justice when a gal's gotta pee. It's also hard to focus when the baby's vampire master father shows up at her work after seven long months, trying to claim her as his beloved. 

When witch Sara Hart hooks up with a master vampire at a coworker's wedding, she fully expects to never hear from him again. After all, she's just a poor receptionist with mediocre powers - certainly not an appropriate match for someone of his status. And he clearly thinks so too since he never even tries to track her down. That stings, but not as much as when she learns he's actively seeking a new mate and she isn't even in the running.