January Bell

He's a gorgeous trickster Fae, and he holds the key to the only thing I've ever wanted—what could go wrong? Joining the elite jewelry enchanter's guild is all I've ever wanted...but nothing I create sparkles enough for them. After my latest rejection, I'm starting to think I'll never be good...

The alien who hand-picked me to wed and bed is the most domineering warlord of the bunch. Lucky me....

The huge alien prince claims I’m his wife—but I’ve never been a good little princess. I’m not about to start now....

Magical amnesia never leads to anything good...especially when the fae of your dreams forgets he loathes you. I've been content to be overlooked my whole life. I'm happy with my plants, my potions, and my peaceful apothecary. Kieran turned everything upside down the moment he walked into my shop...

He's as cold as ice, but I'm ready to make him melt....

I've dedicated my life to doing as much good as possible. I won't let my marriage to the big and buff alien assassin, Feruz, wreck my plans. I don't care if I accidentally swore to be his mate at what I thought was a welcoming ceremony....

I never thought I’d be tricked into an arranged marriage with an alien warlord. Still, it’s been easy enough to keep my former gladiator husband at arm’s length. But once my translator starts working, the hulking himbo decides he’s tired of waiting and freaking kidnaps me....

Just when I think I’m getting my life under control, my alien husband kidnaps me—and manages to get amnesia....

I am the only one excited—okay, delighted—at finding myself married to a hulking, alien warlord. I’ve always been into scales and tails, and this big green beefcake is right up my alley. Except, he’s not into me....

He's a huge warrior orc—but his sweet side is exactly what I'm craving. I've made a life of catering to any craving a friend might have—and now I have a magical pastry shop that does exactly that. Creating enchanted desserts at Pixie's Perch is my lifelong dream, and as much as I love my...

The minute our commanding officers assign us to track down the Roth and missing human women, I know it's a setup. Just my huge husband, Aeroz, and me together in a small spaceship for however long it takes? Yeah. It's definitely a setup.

We’re supposed to hate each other, but I need him if I want to live. I stole from the wrong mark— a disciple of the death god. Instead of a priceless treasure, I’m left with a killer curse. The only one who can stop it? A dark warrior known as The Sword.

I’m the thief, but the death god stole everything from me: my heart, my life, and my humanity—binding me to him forever.