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Cerani is supposed to die under the dust of Teria, a tired widow with soil-stained hands. Instead, she is stolen from the only home she knows and sent to a hellish mine on a red, burning moon where most people's lungs wither—except hers. Cerani grows stronger even as the others wilt, and she cannot ignore that. She confronts Stavian, the Controller, a Zaruxian male who should be her enemy. Instead, she is drawn to his guarded eyes.

Fivra, a resilient Terian female born in a penal colony, is uprooted when alien raiders abduct her and her friends and sell them at a galactic auction. Thrust into the dazzling world of Erovik—the elite, galactic brothel that bought her—Fivra draws the eye of Cyprian, the enigmatic director of Erovik. As their romance grows, Fivra learns that the Axis—the shadowy force that imprisoned her people—plans to seize the stolen females, including her.

Lilas never expects salvation to come in the form of a ruthless space pirate. Auctioned off to an alien harem, she has steeled herself for a life of captivity—until Razion and his crew storm the ship, taking her as their own spoils. But freedom with the Zaruxian rogue comes with its own dangers. As she fights for a place among his outlaw band, her walls crumble, and she surrenders to the fire Razion awakens in her. Yet, when she overhears a secret that makes her doubt everything they have built, fear overpowers love, and she runs before he can shatter her.

Sevas has always known her fate wasn't her own. Raised in a penal colony where survival meant submission, she never expected to end up in an Axis-run arena, where bloodshed is entertainment. But she refuses to be a pawn. When she meets Takkian, a powerful Zaruxian warrior with fire in his blood and rebellion in his heart, escape becomes more than just a dream—it becomes her mission. But when the arena pits them against each other in a death match, Sevas must enter the arena to fight the male she loves—or die at his hands.

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.

He is my patient, my subject. The gorgeous cyborg who has fought so hard to regain the memories taken from him recalls most of his life, except his childhood. We journey to the village of his youth to be reunited with his family. The journey brings us closer, blurring lines I swore I would never cross. But Craal's resurfaced memories don't match what we find at his village, and I can't escape a sick feeling that we were not supposed to come here.

I signed up for a research mission with five other women. Instead, we crashed on an alien planet with too many dangers to count. Separated from the other women, I’m on my own until a huge alien with color-changing skin and a massive sword gets me out of a bad spot. I don’t understand Savair’s language, but I think he’s under the impression that I’m his. I am NOT his. I’m a 34-year old divorced scientist with no time for such nonsense. But if he can help me find the others in my group then perhaps I can play at being “his” for a while.

Jorok saved my life after being trapped in a filthy cell. He's gorgeous and way too serious for his own good. To get to know him better, I tag along on an errand, but we're kidnapped and forced to nurse an alien captain's sick crew. To avoid being sold, I pretend to be Jorok's mate (which isn't difficult). I thought things couldn't get worse from there. I was wrong.

Abducted off the space station where I teach the standard galactic language, I'm imprisoned with two other women in a cold, dirty cell on an alien ship. We're destined for something worse than death until a fierce, blue-haired alien male rescues us. We recover on his ship with his group of Heveian pirates. There, the attraction that formed when he first carried me in his arms grows into a force neither of us can deny. But something else has taken up residence on the ship. Something that will stop at nothing to destroy us all.

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.

My people are fighting for their lives against a power determined to rip our planet apart for a valuable energy source. I am on the front lines, leading our forces. I knew this would be my fate if we went to war, and I don't expect to survive. My only regret? Not telling Arria, the shy little human we rescued, that I loved her. Now it's too late. I've taken my last steps on my home planet of Heveia. I'll fight to the end alongside my warriors to ensure that my people survive. That she survives.

Madrian is one of the twelve ruthless members of the Axis elite. The little Terian female brought to work the lands surrounding his stronghold should be nothing. Invisible. A faceless worker who will never escape imprisonment. But once he sees her, he knows in his dragon heart that she is his...

He's my boss on this ship, but not the boss of me. At least that's what I tell myself every time the gorgeous, icy-eyed—and hearted—Heveian warrior speaks to me. Or rather, growls at me. Despite his clear dislike of me, I have the dirtiest thoughts about the big guy. When he receives an invitation to visit an alien warlord's fancy space lair, he shocks me by asking me to come with him, posing as his mate. How can I refuse?

Arus Bor'vak understands machines better than people. He likes them better, too, so when human women begin to populate the Stryxian settlements, he finds it best to give them a wide berth. They’re beautiful, soft, and utterly incomprehensible, and none captures his attention like Keira Becker, the strong ex-lieutenant who makes him lose his tongue in her presence.

I am an environmental researcher, alone and stranded on an alien world after my vessel crashed. I’m running out of food and water until he arrives in the abandoned village I’ve taken refuge in. I keep hidden, stealing the scraps he leaves behind. By day he is a nightmare of muscle and steel. By night, he sets fire to my dreams. What will he do to me, when he finds me?

My research ship crashed, stranding me on an alien planet with no hope of rescue. When I’m captured by frightening, green aliens and given to Grael, a brooding, scythe-wielding Destran male with chameleon-like skin and the darkest eyes I’ve ever seen, I don’t know whether to cower before him or kiss him. I’ve spent my life puzzling out the human psyche, but can I get through Grael’s formidable walls?

When I'm assigned to report on the alien bride program, I'm thrilled to get a break from the crowded city. No noisy apartment building. No synthesized food. But Mitra is nothing like I thought it would be. It's beautiful, yes, but it's also a rugged land on the border of enemy territory. It all changes when the warlord rescues me from being trampled by a ugris. Adrik is big and gruff and everything I never wanted in a man, but he's all I can think about.

My mountain domain operates as smoothly as the sleek machines that mine for ore in the caves, but when a human female is found in the snow, every alarm bell rings—literally. It's Jane, a volunteer of the human-Mitran breeding program, who had disappeared six months earlier, but not willingly.

If one male remained alive in the universe, and that male was Lord Ledos, I’d let both of our species die out. He looks like a rock star, swaggers like the galaxy’s greatest gift swings between his leather-clad legs. He’s a force of nature. I’m a wallflower. We couldn’t be more opposite. It would be so much easier to ignore him if my body didn’t light up like a display screen every time he was near. When I’m forced to live on his ship because some marks on his chest mean I’m his mate, I’m furious. I’m not cut out to be anyone’s mate, especially his.

When Axika Naxek is tasked with upgrading a newly acquired human space station, he comes straight up against Gwen, a brilliant human female whose strategic mind is integral to operations. He thinks little of the weak humans he is in charge of, but to his astonishment, she ignites his mala and his interest. He can resist the sparks between them for a while, but the day will come for him to claim her as his.