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You'd think being abducted by aliens would be the worst thing that could happen to me. And you'd be wrong. Because now, the aliens are having ship trouble, and they've left their cargo of human women - including me - on an ice planet. And the only native inhabitant I've met? He's big, horned, blue, and really, really has a thing for me....

Brooke Stewart, a realtor in New York, is sure of one thing. She has to stay away from the one man who betrayed her. Jett fooled her once, and she won't let it happen again. When Brooke's loans are settled by Jett - who's a murder suspect - she has little choice but to confront him and risk falling for him again.

Brooke Stewart, a realtor in New York, is sure of one thing: She should never fully trust someone who has secrets. Especially when said bad boy is the sexiest man walking on Earth. She is running away and has no intention of ever returning to him. But when a friend is killed and the one man she thought she would never meet again is accused of murder, she knows that the story doesn't add up.

Rennek is an honor-bound male whose very existence in life is tarnished by the sins of his father. When he and his crew stumble onto a trafficking ring his immediate instinct is to rescue the females. He finds himself drawn to one of them, setting in motion a dangerous course of events propelling him towards his destiny. Can Rennek be the leader his people need him to be as the secrets of the past are uncovered?

I live for danger. For excitement. For adventure. When I end up in an escape pod with Alice, though, my world changes. She's human. Vulnerable. She does NOT love danger, or excitement. But her mind is clever, her retorts sharp, and her smile brings me to my knees. I want nothing more than to keep her safe...and keep her at my side. What does one danger-loving corsair do when he's stranded with a beautiful human female on a jungle planet? I'm about to find out.

Will is my fiance. The shy man I met years ago in college. The person I'm supposed to spend the rest of my life with. This is the life I've always wanted until finding a picture of four men changes everything.... Étienne says he's my husband and the year is 1912. He can't stand the sight of me, but I don't know why. Oh, and he's one of the men from the picture. I've done the impossible and have become trapped in time and I know Étienne is my key to going home. 

Twelve humans are left stranded on a wintry alien planet. I'm one of them. Yay, me. In order to survive, we have to take on a symbiont that wants to rewire our bodies to live in this brutal place. I like to call it a cootie. And my cootie's a jerk, because it also thinks I'm the mate to the biggest, surliest alien of the group.

When the clone pods were abandoned on the ice planet, two of them opened before the others. Corvak, a gladiator and a splice, ran into the snows. He carried Aidy, a confused human woman. They're on the run, determined not to get caught. Aidy has no idea what's going on or why she's been dumped in the icy mountains. Corvak, however, is convinced this is all one big gladiator game, and one he's determined to win. To do that, they'll have to avoid all the others and survive by any means possible. Why do they need this parasite anyhow . . . and why do their chests keep humming?

Overnight, my life has changed to one of sheer survival. I wake up on a strange alien world covered in ice. I have no memories of myself, not even my name. And I've resonated to the biggest braggart on the planet. Skarr is a chest-beating alpha male gladiator with lizard genetics and an intense case of self-love. He tells everyone within hearing distance how amazing he is. Bleh.

Pamela loves her job on Risda III—as cook to Lord and Lady va'Rin, she is responsible for creating delicious meals. What better way to show her appreciation for her new life than a Thanksgiving feast? Alien guardsman Toghar has adored Pamela in silence for years now. Is today the day to speak...

I never meant to kiss a stranger. But when my horrible ex stormed into the bar looking for me, I panicked. I grabbed the closest man and pulled his face down for a kiss … and he kissed me back. His arms locked around me in a strong, protective embrace, and I felt safe—until my sleeve slipped and he saw the bruises. That’s when his expression turned lethal. They say a brutal past hardened Colt Stone against love and attachment.

With thirty-six looming on my horizon, I'm determined to have a child. I don't need romance. I don't need love. And I definitely don't need a happily ever after. When my friend talks me into attending an elf ball at an estate in Monsterville, promising I'll find a guy there who'll give me what I'm seeking, I agree to go with her. I'm barely there when I fall into the arms of the most gorgeous elf I've ever seen, Tylik. He's the LOTR elf of my dreams, so it's a good thing I've sworn off romance. Tylik needs someone to teach him how to fit in with human society. I need a bundle of joy.

I first met Theo Valentine in the women's bathroom. He was coming out, still tucking himself back into his jeans, a woman at his heel. He held the door open for me to pass and smirked. I rolled my eyes. Hard. Who cares if he smelled like excitement and trouble? Or that the proximity made my eye twitch like I was deficient in Vitamin D? Bad boys and their egos were something I'd spent my college years avoiding. I was this close to having all my ducks in a row.

Intoxicating smile. Sculpted arms. To-die-for eight-pack. And enough medals on his uniform to set off airport security from a mile away. He doesn't resemble the kid who shared my tree house with me, along with every perfect memory of my childhood. He protected me—long before he protected our country.

R'jaal has waited many turns of the seasons for his khui to resonate, only to be disappointed time and time again. But when he is taken captive by strange beings hiding in the very tunnels of the fruit caves, he wakes up to find himself in a strange underground cage. Also in the cage? A very pretty unfamiliar human female. She says her name is Rosalind. She makes his khui sing. It's finally his time. There's a big problem, though—Rosalind has no khui of her own. And if she doesn't get one soon, she could die.

After being ousted from my small town by an underhanded wedding planner who is also now my ex, I moved to Monsterville for a fresh start. There, I find myself in direct competition with the hottest ogre in town, Raze. He's too cocky and snobby for his own good, and he wears designer suits and ties all the time. I sometimes wonder if he wears them to bed. When my ex shows up in Monsterville, determined to win me back, Raze steps in, offering to pretend he's my boyfriend and business partner.

The Noblemen dragon shifter aren't new to the sacred bridal ceremony. After several failed attempts at finding a wife, it's hard to get excited about yet another festival. No matter how honorably they try to live, it would seem fate thinks them unworthy of such happiness... that is until now.

When my sister thrifts an aged map with iridescent lettering leading to a town called Ever, I roll my eyes. According to a quick internet search, the town doesn't exist. We only manage to find it with the help of a sexy gas station owner who offers to come for me if I call him. Swoon. I quickly learn that Shepherd isn't actually human; nobody in town is. News flash—he's a gargoyle—a dominant, possessive, crème brûlée-loving monster. That should terrify me, but something about him keeps me coming back.

Sheriff Jonathan MacSweeny is in charge of keeping the peace in Prospect Springs. Frontier living isn’t what it used to be. It’s hard to survive in the New Old West and it’s even harder when your area doesn’t exactly embrace supernaturals—and you howl at the moon. That being said, he’s good at his job and has a reputation with the ladies. When he learns his childhood sweetheart is to be married off to the town sleazebag, he goes in guns blazing to see to it she’s his.

Stein Adler: The first time I saw him, he was splitting logs like my filthiest lumberjack fantasy. A Delta Force hero with a heart of gold . . . hidden behind pecs that should be sculpted in marble. And then there's that eight-pack that renders me speechless as I stare at him from behind a bush during my vacation. He's not what I'm looking for. Really. A fling with Stein is the polar opposite of the calm, peaceful week I planned when I booked this trip. His piercing eyes are full of secrets that should make me run for cover.