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Katie Carmichael may not be a scary badass dragon capable of toasting her enemies to a crisp, but that doesn’t mean she’s a pushover. And sure, the roaring, fire-breathing hottie is, uh, hot, but she’s a chick with a plan. A plan that includes a secluded old farmhouse and doesn’t include a tall, heavily muscled, and totally delicious weredragon.

Anyone judging Tiffany Ufora by her cover would undoubtedly think the goth witch was a necromancer - and that's fine by her. Much to her dismay, Tiffany's particular brand of magic has a habit of spitting out oodles of the most adorable fluffy, pastel-colored critters at the most inopportune times.

Humans are seen as weak. Helpless. Crude. And yet, I hold the heart of the Vakhing King. Thor found me battered and beaten-he believed me to be frail-but I taught that Vakhing what it means to be human . . . To be fierce. He nearly gives up his throne to be with me, but I can't let that happen. Now, it's time for me to show everyone what I am capable of. I will prove to this race that I am as strong as their warriors. I am meant to be with the Vakhing.

Mitchell Blake’s wolf can’t help but howl when he catches Tilly’s heavenly sweet scent. One sniff tells him the delicious lioness shifter is his. The problem? Apparently she’s too busy running the Bless Your Tart bakery to have a mate. Well, too bad. What the Alpha wants, the Alpha gets. That includes one curvy, annoying, scrumptious package named Tilly McBride.

If there's one thing Party Witch Extraordinaire Kelly Holloway likes, it's a good time. So what if her coven thinks she's so immature they've tacked an extra year onto her wardship? Of course, that's why it's such a surprise when she learns she's inherited Hollow House.

No one suspects that straight-laced witch Aurora Rhonelle comes from a family of powerful necromancers-a fact they never let her forget. So what if she prefers Anne Klein over Anne Rice and pastels over shades of black? That shouldn't make her any less respectable. Unfortunately, never having raised a dead human does damage her street cred.

Jenna is working her butt off at three different jobs in order to provide for her younger siblings. And tonight’s high-profile catering gig (hazard pay bay-bee!) at Drokten Main is going to give her not only dollahz, but also the perfect opportunity to check out the shirtless blue alien heroes who saved Earth from near destruction. Whoo Hoo! At the party, she overhears a crazy plot to destroy the Drokten and kick them off the planet. Holy crap! And the next thing she knows she’s standing in front of the Commander of the entire Drokten fleet, as well as the Drokten Ambassador.

Life is about survival-not romance-but her Vahking Prince never got the memo. While I'm searching for my missing brother, I find myself in a dark alley with the wrong people. Too bad the hero that saves me is no better. He thinks he can win me over with sweet words, but I show him that I'm a girl of action . . .

I travelled to Verkoon to be matched as someone's mate, but the only matchmaking happening is me being paired with the gruff General . . . as his nanny. Thankfully, he's so damn hot I don't mind being kept at a distance—as long as I'm still allowed to look. Between breakfast together and play dates throughout the ship, we've gone from playing house to feeling like a real family. And with the way General Lokin looks at me, I forget where the line is for a little while. Oops! There's only one reason that a Vakhing's blood sings—and I know that the General's sings for me.

Rejected by her mate and betrayed by her pack, Delilah doesn't need a mate, let alone two. When Delilah's alpha tries to sell her to another pack, she runs rather than submit. No one will look for a shifter in the big city. But when she encounters a strange alpha at the freaking grocery store, she realizes she might not be as safe as she thought. But alphas Graham and Jude are as relentless as they are sweet and soon Delilah's caught between them—right where she wants to be.

As a pirate, Willow Jackson has stolen hundreds of ships, if not thousands, but this ship is the first with someone on board. Trigg Lorrz, brother of the ship's owner and son of the king of Lorr, a powerful alien race, is . . . her hostage? He also happens to be Willow's one-night stand from the night before, the hottest lay she's ever had, and pretty much the epitome of her type. But they're both about to become hostages of Jorvlen attackers, who have a grudge against them both.

Alien warrior Grux Lorrz thought his brother was an idiot for the whole "pro-bono case" thing, but all of a sudden, business is picking up. With his brother disowned by their father—the king—and off making plans for a life with his human mate, Grux finds himself taking charge of their private investigation firm. (Though he doesn't like the administration work that comes along with it—that was always his brother's thing.) With jobs rolling in from all over the galaxy, the brothers are forced to split up, and Grux ends up on the planet Xoyosis, a dark hovel of a place.

When Elena packed up her Earth life to join her sister on the alien planet Thryal, she expected some culture shock. But these aliens treated her like she still believed in flat planets and magic potions! When a crisis hits Thryal's moon colony, suddenly her "primitive" Earth perspective doesn't seem so worthless. Now she's stuck on a failing agricultural station with Rylan, the frustratingly brilliant—and gorgeous—alien lead scientist who actually listens to her ideas.

Schoolteacher Abigail leaves her pack in shame and pain when her mate's father informs her that she's been rejected, a message he punctuates with his teeth and claws. Injured and frantic, she runs as far as she can. When she can't flee any further, she ends up in Dominic's pack and under his care. But it soon becomes clear that her mate Luke had no idea of his father's claims and when he shows up at the Moonstone pack Abigail is more confused than ever. How can she want both Luke and Dominic? And how will she ever choose?

Jenna: Find a guy, screw him senseless, lock it down, and live a life full of luxury and bottomless mimosas. Is that such a bad dream? Too bad step one keeps blowing up in my face. Especially once they find out I'm a fox shifter. Then I meet Fenton. He's a bobcat shifter, a gorgeous one, and surprisingly charming. After a few dates, I'm starting to think I can skip the whole gold-digging plan and just fall for him. But there's one little problem.

Human slave Mila's survival depended on obedience—until she uncovered a secret that made her a target. Beaten, imprisoned, and left with no way out, she never expected a Naga warrior to destroy her chains. Niri General Brivul had no reason to risk everything for a human. But the moment he saw Mila, defiant even in chains, he knew . . . She was his.

Talia Reed was supposed to be a tactical asset—brilliant, unwilling, and utterly necessary to defend my cyborg colony. We brought her here because we had no choice. But from the second she looked at me with those fire-blue eyes, everything changed. She fought me. Challenged me. Matched me move for move. And I wanted her.

Becci: Shifter men are the worst. After the latest one flipped out because I wouldn’t give up my job as a research scientist to play house, I accidentally shifted. In a restaurant. Into a twelve-foot crocodile. REDS is my last shot before giving up on men. And they actually find me a reptile shifter, hot and quiet with gila monster vibes. Things are looking up. Right until I got tasered outside of my lab and six goons shove me into a black van. I'm blindfolded, handcuffed, and on a loaded onto a plane.

I had one mission: secure the best obstetrician on Earth to save my people's future. What I didn't expect was the firestorm of resistance, vulnerability, and desire that Dr. Parker ignited in me. As Olivia fights to retain her freedom and I grapple with the awakening of emotions I was never programmed to feel, a fragile alliance begins to form—one born of necessity but threatening to become something far more dangerous. Because in a world where humanity is evolving by design, love might be the most unpredictable force of all.