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In einen Käfig gesperrt und ausgestellt zu werden, sodass eine Horde nackter Aliens mich anstarren kann, steht eigentlich nicht besonders hoch auf meiner Liste der Dinge, die ich unbedingt im Weltraum machen will, sollte ich dort jemals hinkommen – doch jetzt sitze ich hier und es ist ein echt mieses Gefühl. Wahrscheinlich sollte ich mich glücklich schätzen, dass ein weiteres, sehr wütendes Alien auftaucht und den Spaß für alle anderen ruiniert, weil er beschließt, mich mitzunehmen.

Screw this dying planet and screw TerraLink with its relocation program that's some kind of glorified off-world skin trade. Everyone only signs up because it's the only way to escape Earth before the whole thing gets burned to a crisp. And yes, I signed up, too. If I’m going to get off this rock, it’s my only option. I don’t even care if I get set up as a breeder or a slave. Like hell if I’m going to die on Earth.

When alien pirates stole me from Earth years ago, the trauma of my abduction wiped away my memories. I can’t remember who I was before I was taken. All I know is that I’m not going to let myself be held captive again. The blue-skinned warriors I'm now living with seem different from the pirates who abducted me, but every alien I’ve ever known has tried to hurt me. So when I see my chance to sneak away from the Voxeran village, I take it. I’d rather face the dangers of Nuthora on my own than risk losing my freedom again. There’s one thing I didn’t count on, though. Bohrir.

Ren has to be the grumpiest Voxeran in the universe. So why does his touch light me on fire? With the arrival of a ship from Vox, we’ll finally have a chance to escape Nuthora. Unfortunately, the blue-skinned alien rebel who comes to rescue us is the most frustrating man I’ve ever met. From our very first meeting when he pulls a knife on me, to the pointed barbs we trade back and forth, I think it’s safe to say we don’t like each other very much. But that doesn’t explain why he suddenly kisses me in the middle of an argument…or why I kiss him back.

Destinies converge, and secrets are revealed in part three of Mia and Toven's story.

Aeson Kassiopei, Imperial Crown Prince, survived his fiery death at Ae-Leiterra, saved the Fleet, and became the man we know today. Filled with alien knowledge he cannot understand and prescient memories of the blue-eyed girl who would change his life and save everything, he must make the most important decision of his life. Aeson has lived and died doing what's best for Atlantis, but now he burns for Gwen Lark. Learn his feelings from the inside out—from their first meeting to the moment he must decide Gwen's fate.

The homeless shelter is renovated and ready to open just in time. They have less than a month of blood bags left, but circumstances on Earth have proven more challenging than they expected. Marcus hopes that moving them deep into the woods outside Beach City will provide them the shelter and safety they need to create their food and start Clan Carboni.

Unmated Detyens die at 30, so why is Kayleb NaMoren still alive? He came to Earth to find his mate, but on the eve of Kayleb’s birthday, he knows that time is up. Heartfelt goodbyes and one final night with his brother are all he has left…until he wakes up the next morning, alive and unmated. Or so he thinks. An injury on his journey to Earth has left him with gaps in his memory, but he couldn’t ever forget his denya. Could he?

Felidian Warriors continues and now our heroes face a new threat. A radical group of humans has arisen. The Terrapians have vowed that so long as they continue to help find and kill other humans, they’ll be safe. Although Terrapian, Tiana was also a prisoner. Taken from the ship, she’s found freedom and love. Could the human feel the same, or does he see her as an enemy? Then she’s kidnapped. She lost everything. Both freedom and the man she loves. Assigned to guard an alien female, Travis never expected to fall in love. She’s the enemy, so he can’t love her, can he?

Raina and Wizard are back, racing across the Northern Waste to outrun ice pirates as they follow a distress call to an isolated community that just might hold the answers to the mystery of Wizard's missing-and-presumed-dead, now-possibly-alive sister, Tatiana. But instead of answers, all they find are buried secrets and a truckload of trouble. Warning: Frozen includes nonstop action, Reavers, snowscooters, plasguns, frigid temperatures, rebels, a heroine who's a blonde tsunami with a backbone of pure steel, and a smart, hot hero who has a little difficulty with emotion.

Mazak is a weary cyborg mercenary about to settle his debt to a deadly trade lord. He is furious when one last job is demanded of him—to deliver a captive human female with an encrypted message inscribed on her arm to a dangerous space station before the message fades from her skin. It should be straightforward, but Mazak’s outdated cyborg systems are malfunctioning, making him vulnerable. To make matters worse, the female lights a fire in both of Mazak’s synthetic hearts—something he did not think possible since becoming part machine.

KRUZE: A hot alien dragonish dude seems to think I’m his mate. No way! Sure, I came to the Driegon Kingdom with the matched brides, but I was hired to take pictures. ALLOR: When an alien duke touches my hand, flames erupt up my arm. Allor says this means I’m his fated mate, but I’m here in the Driegon kingdom to work as a hair stylist. SKOAR: When I’m enlisted to play tour guide to a visiting alien dignitary of the Driegon race, the last thing I expect when we touch is for flames to shoot up my arms.

The Kruul who captured me and my sister promised me they’ll let her live if I do one thing for them: infiltrate the Zivonians’ ship and find a way to destroy it. I’d do anything to protect Maya, so I have no choice but to accept their bargain. The only problem is, the Zivonians are nothing like I expected—especially Siro, the gorgeous alien captain. And for some reason, he seems as drawn to me as I am to him. Getting close to him will give me the best chance to carry out my sabotage of the ship, but with every minute we spend together, I can feel my resolve wavering.

2097. "Il suffit d'un murmure..." disait Maestri. Un seul murmure pour réveiller un peuple endormi depuis des années. Les températures polaires, l'ajout de restrictions, les rumeurs concernant la reine, la résurgence du virus XX, et une alliance en cours, ont fini par faire basculer le Royaume dans les prémices d'une révolution. Le chaos est proche, mais le peuple, à bout de souffle. Renversement du pouvoir ou massacre annoncé ? La frontière est minime. Et tout semble ne reposer que sur un seul individu.

Une épopée fantastique et romanesque où l'on retrouve aussi de l'exotisme, de l'aventure, de l'humour. Lorsque lors d'une mission d'exploration scientifique, l'un des vaisseaux de la Confédération Intergalactique s'écrase sur un monde encore non répertorié, seuls quelques membres de l'équipage survivent au crash. Ils découvrent alors les Erians, un peuple ailé et dépourvu de technologie. Sarah est humaine et médecin de bord. Elle croise le chemin de Nixx, le chef Erian des Terres de l'Ouest.

Vivian is a cultural specialist on the United Earth fleet ship Gorison Traveler. It’s the perfect job for someone who wants to learn everything about aliens. The only problem? The commander won’t let her anywhere near the visiting Ke’ters aboard the ship. The only way she gets a peek at the lizard-like race is when her brother opens a live camera feed during a meeting—a meeting that turns tragic when the Ke’ters attack the crew. Rushing from her quarters to get help from a control center, Vivian finds the station abandoned. It’s all on her to try to rescue the crew.

In a world where emotions are sold rather than felt, two artificial humans bred to produce this precious commodity must escape their bonds and discover what it means to truly feel or be overwhelmed by the flood of new sensations this world brings, with only the glassy manufactured memories of a lighthouse to guide them.

Level-headed Terresian explorer and scientist Poseidon RA commands an expedition to Erthe where a routine genetic protocol on the indigenous population has unexpectedly triggered a staggering leap in human evolution. He quickly realizes that he's traveled 940 million miles across the solar system only to fall in love with a planet...and its exceptionally advanced native daughter and mushroom shaman, Cleatah of The Shore People.

Firebrook Castle is haunted. I never believe silly ghost stories…until I suddenly inherit the crumbling Firebrook estate. And now I’m a human bravely staying the night in an old ruin to prove that tales of ghostly Hyrrokin soldiers are just that…tall tales. And then I scream like a little girl when I discover a black-horned, satanic-looking male standing at the foot of my bed, who isn’t entirely corporeal. Each night this scary, shirtless apparition with an exquisite six-pack of abs hovers at my bedside. Is this “ghost” stalking me? And…why do I like it?

I’m the Hyrrokin High Priest of a remote monastery on the planet Salo. I spend my days in quiet contemplation, keeping my flame-throwing banked and nursing my war wounds. And I take my vows of silence and celibacy very seriously. Very. Seriously. Then one day a mouthy, gorgeous human female is dumped onto the stone steps of the main altar. And suddenly I’m tempted like never before.