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At 457 Preor years old, Jarek sen Claron is a dragon ready for his final flight into the skies. This voyage to Earth as the War Master of the third fleet will be his final assignment. Once he has helped his fellow Preors secure human mates, he will return to Preor before the madness of loneliness overtakes his mind. That all changes when he meets Melissa. Human Melissa with her sparkling eyes, bright smile, and body that would make any hot-blooded male drool. Unfortunately, she never registered as a Preor mate hopeful.

I'm a wanted woman. In more ways than one. I was arrested, then imprisoned in cryosleep, and finally rescued by a crew of horned, golden skinned aliens. Now my government has branded me a traitor. Whoever is after me is willing to kill - to destroy anything and anyone in their way. They're powerful and without mercy. It's enough to make me lose all hope. Until Grantian. He's a dangerous man and he promises to protect me. Former mercenary with the Hael Hounds - more blood on his hands than he cares to recount. He's experienced suffering...loss. I can tell that he sees something in me.

Lorelei is a hint over 30 - nobody better ask how much of a hint - and isn't sure why the hell she's been magically hauled to the land of werewolves. But she has. Which sucks. At least they stole her while she was at the gun range. Go Pink Pistol of Doom! So, they stole her, she stole a cell phone in return, and all is crazy in her new werewolf-laced world. It gets even crazier when, one - she discovers her sisters have been kidnapped, too, and two - werewolves are sexy as all get out.

Naga-alien King Gravon expected a solitary journey through the cosmos, not a stowaway that rocked him to his core. Yet he's faced with Azha—a human slave who used his ship to flee her masters. Now he is more than happy to offer her passage and bring her home with him . . . forever. King Gravon knows a secret Azha doesn't. She's his mate, and he's not willing to let her go. Even if she is human and he's an alien.

Nothing in Kalinda's plans includes crash-landing on a backwards sand planet full of lizard-aliens. But when she spots Warlord Nakan, she's willing to take a little detour. He's a sexy, muscular scaled creature that she wouldn't mind...studying. But no matter how interested she is, and no matter how much he lights her up inside, she's determined to get off his godforsaken planet.

I'm a greaser girl from Novaria. I know my way around an engine room. And I never got close to anyone. Much less a serious relationship. As for Swipt? The handsome alien pirate that rescued me says I'm his mate. Fated. Destined to be together. Kind of a big commitment. But he's...different. Swipt is strong. He challenges me. Excites me. Pisses me off. But maybe I need that kind of fire. Maybe it's what I've been missing.

Human Lauren has a protective streak a mile wide and one immediate goal in life - get her best friend out of an abusive household. If that involves a little bat-based redecorating, so be it. Unfortunately - or fortunately - a certain sexy-as-hell cop breaks up the fight before she has a chance to really get going. Grayslake police officer Van Abrams is too hot for his own good, and his handcuffs make all those wonderful places tingle. Too bad he, you know, arrested her and stuff.

Baila spent one night with the sexy alien—over six feet of purple hotness—and now she’s paying the price. The cost? One great big (purple) alien bun in her very human oven. With no alien partner in sight, she’s determined to take care of herself—and her baby—on her own. Except, it’s hard to hold down a job as a sexy waitress with a huge stomach the color of grape Kool-Aid. Jobless and twenty-four hours from being evicted, she runs into the one person she never thought she’d see again…

The vamp life sure as hell ain't the glam life. Just ask Alena Falkov. One day she'll be a full-fledged attorney, but for now, she's stuck working her fangs off at a thankless job while she attends Othercross University's esteemed law school. Of course she might not have the job for long if she can't be on time, but when a vampire catches the scent of her Beloved - her one true soul mate - in the hallways of the courthouse, no one could blame her for tracking him down. Now if only he wasn't the defendant...and by all accounts, guilty. Or is he?

Werewolf Reid Bennett has one goal: investigate the Brookfield clan's Itan. Reports are coming in that the male is abusing his werebears and - even if he's a werewolf - Reid will put a stop to it. Unfortunately, the resolution ends up being permanent, and now Reid's the clan's leader. The only positive about his new situation: curvy werebear Evelyn Archer. She makes his wolf howl, and he aches to explore every inch of her lush frame. He's the clan's leader, and he knows exactly where he'd like to lead Evelyn - his bedroom.

I'm a wolf shifter who never quite fit into my pack—not because they didn't love me, but because I just wasn't...typical. When my well-meaning parents started throwing every eligible alpha my way like I was in some furry version of The Bachelorette, I ran to the city and found a job at REDS, a dating agency for shifters who don't fit the usual mold.

Harlow has been ready to stand at her mate's side as he Ascends to the position of alpha for years. But he crushes that dream and wrenches her heart out when he chooses another female to be his mate. Unable to stay and witness her would-be mate’s continuing betrayal, Harlow flees to the small town of Forest Crest and finds work at a local vet. But malicious hunters are hot on her scent and she's forced to seek Sanctuary with the enigmatic Gravecrest Pack where she's drawn into the orbit of powerful Alpha Atlas and steadfast Beta Colt.

Grace Hall is a nurse, not a doctor. But when five Preor warriors are brought to the emergency room and the doctors won't touch the aliens, she steps forward. One warrior draws her more than the others. His teal wings, muscular body, and pain-glazed eyes have her torn between two desires - needing his touch and desperation to heal him. She's going to save the Preor males, even if it kills her.

Carmen thought her grandparents left her a house, but instead she finds Arccoo, an alien prince, hiding in the attic. Trapped on Earth, he has no way home until rescue arrives. Except he's on Earth just long enough for romance to spark between him and Carmen. When Arccoo leaves for his home planet of Thryal, Carmen decides she's not ready to let the sinfully seductive alien go. With her sisters' help, they repair the damage to the ship he left behind and race after the alluring alien.

Omega Rachel Fields did what she could to protect her packmates from the evil Riverson werewolves. She endured living side-by-side with the men who murdered her uncle and seized his pack - all while raising her orphaned nephew as her own son. Now that their reign of terror is over, Rachel is determined to live life on her own terms. Gavin Blackwood has one job: Redistribute the survivors of the Riversons to healthy packs. There's only one problem - and she just happens to be the old pack's sexy-as-sin Omega, not to mention the most stubborn she-wolf he's ever met.

Rendan sen Tarkan, Offense Master to the Preor Third Fleet, has found his human mate. She is small compared to him, but her curves, delicious scent, and sky blue eyes call out to his soul. He has waited for a female for over two centuries and he will fight - kill - any who dare attempt to take her. Even one of his own males. One moment Carla was unemployed and the next she was on the Preor battleship, working as a nurse for human-Preor mates. Oh, and the next moment? That was when she found her sexy, alien pink-scaled mate.

Love isn't real. It's just a biochemical reaction. Right? That's what I've always believed. All my friends falling in love with these gorgeous golden alien pirates? I'm convinced they're just experiencing biological impulses. I mean, I get it. I watch Zander stride through the hallways to me and my heart skips a beat. I see him lean over to speak to me and my knees weaken. When he touches me? It's like a supernova...down there.

Since she's creeping up on the age of bearing service, the Earth government wants Jassa to have a baby and then hand it off for a family to raise, but Jassa wants her own family. Which means calling Celestial Mates. One questionnaire, a bit of blood, and a race to get away from the Department of Population, and she's got her wish - tall, sexy as hell, and occasionally green alien Vroe, the High Warlord of Vialea. Vroe aches for a mate who doesn't see him as just a rise in status. He wishes for warmth and affection and goes to Celestial Mates to find...Jassa Marizen.

Abandoned as a young child, scientist Veda has always longed for the family she never had. And when she climbed aboard a ship bound for the stars, she was determined to find that perfect mate. One crash landing later and everything has gone a bit . . . off course.

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.