I was sold to a warlord. But I won’t break. And I won’t kneel. Zara My father sold me like cattle. His price? Safe passage and a temporary alliance with Ragnar the Sandreaver—a warlord as brutal as he is merciless. They expect me to bow, to accept my fate. But they don’t know me. I don’t kneel. I don’t submit. And I sure as hell won’t belong to him. But Ragnar doesn’t take disobedience lightly. He doesn’t ask. He doesn’t beg. He takes. And every time I defy him, he seems to enjoy it more. I should fear him. I should hate him. And yet, when he looks at me with those ...

He stole my freedom. I stole his heart. But in this game of power and obsession, only one of us can truly win… Adriana I was just another ghost in the cyber-world, a hacker-for-hire playing a dangerous game. Stealing from Rhydor Valtheris, the most feared crime lord in the galaxy, should have been my biggest payday—until I got caught. Now, I’m shackled on his ship, at his mercy, and he doesn’t plan to let me go. He wants to break me, own me, make me submit. But I’m no man’s plaything. I’ll fight him, resist him, even if every dark promise in his amber eyes makes my body betray...

She went looking for forbidden power. Now she’s leaking for the god she accidentally bound to her soul. Lina I’m the Voss heiress, primped and programmed for control. But all of that shattered the second I stepped into The Abyss. The moment I saw him. Varnok. Horned, towering, ancient and dark as sin. I didn’t mean to summon him. I just wanted to feel something real. But he saw me. Claimed me. Marked me with a sigil that burns through my chest and throbs between my legs. I hate how much I ache. How fast I leak. And how badly I want him to keep pushing. Varnok They thought they could ...

She survived shipwreck and pirates, but can she survive the monster who claims her? Selena I wake up drowning, saltwater choking me, my world crashing down in flames and waves. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end—captured by a savage orc pirate, Gothrak, whose tusks promise pain and dark pleasure. Every defiance I throw at him ignites his hunger. I despise him, yet my traitorous body aches for the brutal way he claims me. I must escape, but something deep and twisted inside me doesn’t want to leave him. Gothrak She fights like a beast, curses like a sailor, and fucks like a dream. ...

I couldn’t swim. I’d never learned. So you can guess how screwed I was when our little tourist ship crashed on a planet that was entirely water… I was convinced my time had come, until a big blue alien captain stumbled upon us. Except he was not interested in saving us, he just wanted to salvage the materials from our busted ship. Still, he was the only shot we had at getting off this planet. Oh, and apparently I was his mate.

There are a million ways to end up in the Alien Bride Lottery, but it takes only one. Every unmarried female human over the age of 21 gets entered once a year. You can also accept extra entries for legal infractions—instead of paying a parking fine, for example, you can request an extra entry. Lots of women do that. I mean, why not? The chances are astronomical that your name will get chosen to be one of the hundred or so women who get shipped off to space every year.

In a world threatened to be besieged by extraterrestrial monsters, Bella finds herself thrust into a battle she never imagined. Skeptical of the alien threat, her disbelief turns to horror when she's chosen as a sacrifice to save Earth. Dragged away against her will, Bella confronts her worst fears when faced with Rakha, a formidable monster prince. Despite her initial terror, she discovers a fierce determination within herself, a fire waiting to be unleashed. Bella's inner strength and resilience captivates Rakha. Together, they embark on a journey to defy destiny and forge their path. The...

Humans made a deal with the Stryxian males: Help us defend Earth, and when the war is over, we’ll send you women to help rebuild your dying species. Now, the war appears to be over and Trinity Bentzer’s number has been called in the lottery. Only, instead of winning a boatload of money, she’s getting some badass winged alien she’s never met. Trin’s not thrilled to be shipped off and matched up, until she meets Raig. Maybe she hit the jackpot, after all.

Space ship travel when you've been kidnapped sucks. I don't get a pillow, there's no snacks, and worst of all—the whole ship crashes. Except, it doesn't crash on Earth, or even Mars. Nope, I'm in a whole new galaxy on a foreign planet and some body-builder-looking blue horned aliens with lots of piercings have decided I'm their new play thing. And not in a good way. Until one alien decides he's not going to share, and maybe I have a concussion from the crash, because I'm all about the possessive way he protects me. But there's no way he'll fight his whole clan for me . . . right?

His people ravaged by a deadly sickness, Tor is the last hunter of the Ulduuk. After desperately praying to his gods for help, Tor witnesses a light burning through the night sky. The shooting star that Tor thinks is the answer to his calls is actually an escape pod containing one passenger: Kaylee Mentz, a human from Earth. On the run from an abusive relationship, Kaylee was trying to start life anew on the off-world colonies when her shuttle got into a terrible accident, sending her hurtling down to the jungle covered surface of Tor’s planet. Kaylee is just a regular old girl with no ...

He warned me what would happen if he lost control. I didn't listen. He told me to stay away from him, that if I got too close he would not be able to stop himself. He would pin me down and take me so fiercely my throat would be sore from screaming before he finished wringing one savage, desperate climax after another from my helpless, quivering body. Part of me was terrified, but another part needed to know if he would truly throw me to the ground, mount me, and rut me like a wild animal, longer and harder than any human ever could.

He was supposed to be her enemy—but fate bound her to the beast she vowed to hate. Zaravia I thought I was prepared for anything when they chained me inside the labyrinth as tribute. Then I saw Kryon, massive and terrifying, his eyes burning with primal hunger. Every instinct screams for me to run, to escape his monstrous strength, yet I'm drawn to him, helpless against the brutal dominance in his gaze. He claims I'm his mate, but I'll never surrender—even if my traitorous body begs otherwise. Kryon She’s fierce, defiant, and utterly mine from the first moment I scent her. Zaravia ...

She was hunted, exiled, and broken—until the forest marked her for two monsters who refuse to let her go. Wren I ran to survive, not to be claimed. But the Hollow had other plans. Now I’m branded with a mark I don’t understand and trapped between two minotaurs—Garron, the scarred war-leader with a voice like thunder, and Rhevik, the wild-eyed predator who circles me like prey. They say I belong to the Hollow. They say I belong to them. But I’ve never bowed before anyone—and I’m not starting now. Even if their touch ruins me. Even if part of me craves the chaos. Garron She’s ...

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?

Torin Mardak came to Zarhab Groht to hunt. Some idiot's been selling Callidum weapons on the black market, and he's been tasked with finding the traitor. The illegal trading station isn't exactly Torin's favorite place in the Nine Galaxies. It's dirty, chaotic, and full of thieves and murderers, but as an elite Kordolian First Division warrior, he's the most dangerous thing on this floating cesspit, and he won't let anything stand in his way.