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After my sister took over the family business, there isn’t much left for me to do. But with O’Doyle Industries going legit, big sis has found something. And I want no part of it. Marrying the bratty daughter of a Russian billionaire, and former mobster, isn’t ideal. But when it comes to family, sometimes desperate measures are called for. My new wife isn’t hard on the eyes, but I have no intention of falling victim to her wiles.

Baylor "Wizard" Chadwick didn't think he'd fall hard and fast for a woman like a few of his club brothers had recently done. Not until the Hounds of Hellfire tech expert saw Thea Drummond's photo during a background check.

It's not every day you board a private jet for an all-expenses-paid trip to Scotland with your two gorgeous bosses. And it's not every day you spot your fiancé kissing another woman across the terminal. The man I was ready to marry had been cheating on me for a year. Dumped and humiliated, the best I can do is get on the plane and lick my wounds. Fortunately, my bosses are more than willing to help… and in more ways than I ever imagined.

Valessa is in danger. Her town has been captured by Aventinian raiders, the women taken, and now she's on a ship destined for nowhere good. But when a terrifying, four-armed sea-ogre pirate boards the ships and demands compensation, Valessa's luck changes. The sea-ogre demands a bride. It's the perfect opportunity for her to escape. Valessa volunteers. She tells everyone she's very experienced with sea-ogres and knows just how to please them. She's very descriptive about it, too. Thing is . . . Valessa's a liar.

All the bigwigs on Earth said I'd have a bright future in space. They obviously knew nothing, 'cause I'm sweating in the bows of an alien pirate ship. The lizards who captured me figured out I've got a way with machines. Thank god, I've concocted one hell of an escape plan. Then he waltzes into the middle of it, seven feet of handsome wrapped in blue skin and horns. Human guys never wanted me, but Tark doesn't even bother to say hello. I get the alien who leaps straight to, "We're married!" Tark looks at me like I hung the moon, and the heat of his touch gets my motor running.

Within moments of being given as a mate to three fearsome shifters, Lexie was stripped bare, spanked for her defiance, and then brought to a shameful climax with their whole village watching. But as she's carried off with her punished ass still sore inside and out, it's not what these savage beasts did to her in public that's on her mind. It's what they're going to do to her once they have her all to themselves.

Hank Garret doesn’t need any help finding a mate. Too bad Uncle Uzzi won’t take no for an answer. Driving the infamous matchmaking Witch to visit the Maverick Pride is one of his favorite duties, but lately, it’s the very thing disturbing the Falcon Shifter’s peace of mind. Watching those Tigers find their true mates is just too painful. When Uncle Uzzi recommends Hank’s services to a Lioness in need, duty calls. It was fine. he could remain professional. He just has to ignore the gorgeous spitfire in his backseat for the next twenty-four hours. Piece of cake–gulp.

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.

After breaking free from the gilded cage of my abusive marriage, I have nothing to my name but a letter from a long-lost relative. Come home, Willow. Your family is waiting for you. I sacrificed everything to flee for the tiny town of Briar Valley and its promise of a better life for my young daughter. Hope often takes the unlikeliest of forms, but I didn't expect to find it nestled among the rugged, snow-capped mountains. Nor did I intend to surrender my heart to three tortured mountain men hiding from their own grief in the thick forest of pine trees.

I left Earth excited to create a new world for humans. Instead, gray aliens wake me from cryo to sell me to the highest bidder. My days are reduced to playing in an alien jungle with lizard kids who think I'm nothing more than a pet. Then a horned blue alien rescues me, whisking me away on a dragon! Raxnor is seven feet of muscled strength and scowls, but he shields me from every danger. In his arms, I feel safe for the first time.

Waking up to no car, no money, and no fiancé wasn't my ideal end to a Vegas vacation, but fate had plans for me as my world came crashing down. Now, I have two choices: accept the hand I've been dealt… or do something I never thought I was capable of because I've been offered a wild, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity only the most desperate would consider. One heat. Three days. And a live audience.

He's the fae prince . . . and the prize for the Bride Games. Too bad I'm not interested. Does that stop him from coming into my life and forcing me to compete? No. Does that stop me from keeping up with my personal agenda? Also no. The competition is fierce and the contestants are even worse. As we enter each round of elimination, I wait for my dismissal. Returning home is my end goal. Not swooning over some fae.

Connor "King" Kingsley had his hands full running the Hounds of Hellfire MC. Love was the last thing on his mind when Stella Ford came to the compound, needing his help. But it only took one encounter with the feisty beauty for King to know he'd finally met the woman made to stand by his side. Stella's unique upbringing made her slow to trust. Except with King... and not just because her dad sent her to him. There was just something about the club president that had her walls crumbling, even under the worst of circumstances.

An explosion on the moon base has me careening into space. If it weren't for the hot alien pilot Brokdar, I'd still be floating amongst the debris. But now, we've been sucked through a wormhole to an unknown planet. We'll have to rely on each other to survive. But with his barred emotions and tight-lipped demeanor, I don't know how to break down his walls—even if the chemistry between us is set to ignite.

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.

As the first woman to lead a werewolf pack in over a century, the chips are already stacked against me. To make matters worse, I take the reins right as moon sickness begins ravaging my people. When rival packs threaten a takeover, I know I have to make a move. So I enter the Firstborn Games, a competition that pits the most powerful immortals against each other. The Games can be brutal, but the champion receives an elixir that grants a single wish with zero limitations. I intend to win—and then use my prize to save my pack and silence my naysayers.

My forties should have been when I thrived. Instead, I'm facing them as a divorced single mother in an unfamiliar city. Trying to reclaim my life led me to a new man's bed… then another… and another. It doesn't mean anything that they're my scent matches. I already lost two decades to the wrong man, and I'm not going to fall in line with someone else just because fate says so. It doesn't matter that when I'm in their arms, I feel alive for the first time in years. I can't gamble with my children's happiness after everything that happened with their father. Taking the risk isn't an option.

Gorgeous blue alien warriors rescued me from cryosleep, but the other women of my expedition weren't so lucky. As head pilot, I need to find the missing human ship and fly everyone to safety. I partner up with a hunk. Sul's boisterous, fun, and fine as hell. With him, I start to enjoy life in a way I've never known. When our search for clues takes us to an exotic city, mobsters force us to hide in a pleasure house. I've never felt desirable before, and Sul's heated "kizz" offers one hell of a temptation. Yet I can't stray from my mission, no matter how much he makes my body soar.

When alien warrior Kozien Lorrz left behind life as the heir to his planet's throne to run a team that hunts down missing things, his father swore he'd make him regret the decision. According to the king, leaving his duties behind was a mistake, and taking his brothers was an act of treason. Now, with business dwindling, Kozien is forced to send a message into the universe that his team is offering a pro-bono case—a move that could draw in new clients or alert their father to their whereabouts.

The party never starts for Candice Manning, a complete social introvert who suffers from anxiety and depression. Rarely leaving her house and passing as a beta whenever she has to be in public, she lives with her aging cat and stunted iguana. Unfortunately, omegas are legally required to live with their family or in an omega community; but she's been making it on her own since her guardian died three years ago.