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You know your Gaia link is broken when your match is 93. While every Vetusian around me is expecting the arrival of the first hybrids, my mate is living out her final days in a nursing home. With true love unattainable, I concentrate on busting the crime ring responsible for the supply of human females forced into prostitution at the Odheim brothels. As a CAT officer, it’s my job to keep Earth women from being abducted. Until the department for interspecies relations offers me a breeding contract with one of them.

She’s everything I shouldn’t want. I capture her anyway. What humans hail an invasion we call Garrison Earth: A mission to save our species from extinction. But while my warriors will soon have the stomachs of their new mates swell with daughters, I know this planet holds nothing for me. Until a fierce, red-haired female points her gun with her eyes blazing fire, and I know I have found my mate. A bullet and a tranquilizer pad later, I carry her in my arms. Against my better judgment. But who argues fate?

My female matches two Vetusians: me, and the warrior she just killed. Fate is unpredictable. One moment I lose my destined female. The very next, I walk in on the kill of the other male who intended to claim her. For the Empire, the punishment for murder is death; her execution inevitable. Until I steal Katie and her daughter away to Odheim. A planet where all the ugliness of the universe comes together, including the darkest memories of my past. I’m a sgu’dal, an ex-addict. The shame of the healer stratum. But unsuitable, I am not, and now is the time for me to prove it.

I conquered her planet and pillaged her body. Now I’m back for her heart. A decade ago, I brought war to Solgad, home of the Jal’zar. I sacked the planet and slaughtered the people, all to save my race from extinction. Until one of their female warriors hissed defiance, promising me death at her hands no matter how her body longed for mine. Each night, she came to end me, only to succumb to the raw urges of her mating heat. Each night, I gave her hungry womb what it needed, the way we coupled neither safe nor sane. I was the enemy she couldn’t kill.

Her body belongs to everyone, but her soul is mine. Patrons call her leska, female, using her body in ways that leave the human in bruises and blood. Each night, I stitch her back together, tend to her wounds, only to watch another male tear them open with pleasure. Sophie. That’s what I call her when no one is listening, that human female abducted from Earth to be seeded by many. I want to save her, but I can barely save myself, chasing my next score with no consideration for anyone - not even her.

Leslie's a successful physical therapist who loves her job. But her life's thrown into turmoil when she witnesses a murder by a Russian mob boss. The police want her to testify against him, and she agrees but has to leave everything behind and live somewhere totally new. Not wanting to twiddle her thumbs waiting for the case, she scores a job as a therapist with a professional football team. And soon, she's falling for hot player Sebastian, a billionaire with a great body and the talent of a star. They have an instant connection, and soon, it's blossoming into something hot and heavy.

Thirty-one, recently divorced, and behind on the mortgage for my farm, I scrape my last savings together and buy myself a farmhand. That big, horned alien I end up with? He’s a Vandalar saikh, a male concubine, and he wants to plow more than just my fields. Guess I should have read the fine print of the purchase contract better because the trader refuses to take him back. Now I’m stuck with weed-infested fields, red letters from the bank, and a guy who says he studied one million ways to please a female. (His words, it’s not like I’m going to count...)

A powerful leader needs a strong woman by his side - but would a human be strong enough to bear the burden of love and leadership he was offering? Larzukan, leader of the Tharagan race, was in need of a bride, but when faced with a choice between two females from his planet, he found that he wanted something more. Not just a mate, but a creature who could rule alongside him. In an act of desperation, Larzukan applied for a mail-order bride, hoping that his call for a mate would be answered by a female from another planet.

My alien concubine refuses to please me. That gruff, muscled Vandalar saikh I bought myself keeps running away. So I do what every lonely woman in her 30s would: I cuff him to my bed, until he comes to his senses. At least now I don’t have to chase behind him in high heels and can concentrate on starting my mail-order-saikh business. What could possibly go wrong? I tell you what: He frees himself. Of course, he does. Now I’m the one tied to the bed while he threatens punishment.

It’s hard to find the right alien concubine. Finding three of them? Impossible! Watching the future saikhs practice their penetration angles at the saikhmenti alone doesn’t cut it to make a decision. What about other things like…I don’t know. Personality? What I need is insider information. That saikh-in-training who keeps failing his assessments? He’s offering it up freely. Kind of. All he wants is practice those fancy skills on me, or otherwise he might flunk his finals. Meh, why not?

Atropos has wings that make him look intimidating. He’s considered a brute by many but is actually very intelligent and sensitive. He has always lived in his brother’s shadow and has never tried to stand on his own before. After settling into her bed one night, Amber wakes to a bright light that lifts her from her bed and then renders her unconscious. The next thing she knows, she’s waking up on an alien ship. She soon realizes that the man she’s been seeing was an alien. She’s told she can’t go back to Earth now after seeing them.

Dawn never got over her first love. Nightly dreams of his rough passion scathed her skin, and his delicious pain lingered long after she woke. But after that brutal night under the moon that bled crimson into the sky, he disappeared, and she didn't know why. Then suddenly, the love she lost reappeared and breathed life back into her veins. But when she touched him, she felt something dark hiding beneath his surface, and when she slept with him, she realized he wasn’t her love at all.

Tek Harlow and Mari Buchanan had been on again off again lovers for years, even though her family forbade it. When Mari came back to town - again - and decided she wanted to become more involved in her extended, intricate family's life, that came with the restriction that she and Tek not see each other at all. But the werewolf pack's second in command and the sister of the current pack leader found it nearly impossible to keep their hands off each other, until her brother discovered they'd been ignoring his rule all along.

Struggling actress Vanessa Wallace can't believe her ears when her new billionaire boss commands her to chain him to the wall and lock the door. Kinky, but she was hired as a caretaker for Dean Flynn, and she doesn't sleep with her boss....even if he is gorgeous and rich.

Charlie is a down on his luck kind of guy just trying to find his true calling in life. Sadly he stumbles onto the complete opposite when he's involved in a random lab accident. Now Charlie has the ability to transform into every male's fantasy or nightmare. Which one will he choose to be? It's a steamy romantic tale that takes a very twisted turn.

Javier Cruz definitely isn't relationship material, but that suits Hazel Gellar just fine. She's not a girlfriend girl and doesn't plan on ever being one. But after a mind-blowing, bed-breaking night, she knows once isn't going to be enough. Fortunately, Javi feels the same way. And it's not just the sex. Javi is funny and complicated, and Hazel loves being around him, even when he drives her nuts. Will she and Javi make the choice to be together for longer than just right now?

You know you want it. In the dusty wastelands of postmodern Kansas sits a motel that serves as a cheap place to bring cheap dates for cheap tricks, but that all changes when a shot up hot rod crashes into the parking lot. There's a dead man in the passenger seat, a treasure map on the dashboard, and a trunk full of guns. Before the driver gives up the ghost he tells of a daring heist and bags of cash.

Sirens were blaring. They hurt his ears, but he pushed on. The floor in the corridor was shiny and black, reflecting the white light from the pods stacked next to the walls on either side. He glanced from left to right as he ran, searching the screens next to the pods frantically. The markings flashing on them were in the language of his captors, but he'd spent enough time among them to know what they meant. He'd learned early on that if your masters think you're an idiot, they let the reins slip.

Adrian and Brady have never quite seen eye to eye. Their parents fell in love after a ski trip and decided to get married when they were both still in high school. Once Adrian moved out of the house, she was sure she was going to be rid of the infuriating guy forever and never have to call him family again. However, a scary romance turned abusive has her running from the man with no money or place to live. Her stepbrother is the only person who can help her.