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The only way I've been surviving through the chronic pain of my mutation is the drug, Kixx. I hate what the addiction has done to me, but what I resent the most is that I've had to barter with a lowlife Rogastix for my supply. One day, he shows off his new property-a human female. He makes me a deal to protect her until he can exchange her for a healthy supply of Kixx of which I'll get a lion's share.

I'm not interested in dating until she shows up at my shop, needing my help. After getting burned by my first wife and my ex-best friend, I uprooted my entire life and moved to a small town in North Carolina. I swore off women and dating. Any fun was only supposed to last a night. Nothing more. But then she shows up on my shop step. Sweaty, disheveled, and so angry, she's the most stunning woman I've ever laid my eyes on. There's pain in her eyes. She's running from something that hurt her. And that pain calls to something deep inside me. I do my best to stay away. To keep my distance.

In a world where danger lurks at every turn, I never expected to find love in the arms of a Vinduthi hitman. In the moment I meet Makar, I know he's trouble. A dangerous Vinduthi mafia member who buys my contract on a whim, he seems cold and emotionless. But beneath his hardened exterior, I see a hidden kindness within him. The more time we spend together, the more I feel a magnetic pull towards this alien assassin. Makar's gentleness and protective nature awaken feelings I never expect, challenging the walls I keep up to shield my heart.

Welcome to Saddle Creek, Texas. Cattle ranches scattered amidst the rugged hills; the land dotted with wildflowers, cacti, and longhorns. Small town, but home to the big Crawford family. These cowboys and mountain men have been busy working their land and haven't had time for romantic complications. But when the terms of a will mandates they all find brides or risk losing their family's land? It'll be a race to the altar as each of them is determined to do their part to save their slice of heaven. But none of them expects that finding a bride will also mean finding love.

Fire was my only companion. A burning light in a world otherwise filled with darkness. A life of pain and abuse I never thought I’d escape. I’m still not convinced I have. When friendly Santa-figure turned trucker, Al, finds me at a rest stop and offers me a job at his idyllic farm in small-town Nebraska, the picturesque family life is more than I could hope for.

For the past few years, my life has kind of blown. On Earth, I dedicated my entire existence to science, even if my peers dismissed me as a pretty face. When I got abducted by aliens, I was forced to dance in a bubble for extra-terrestrial enjoyment. When I escaped by crashing my alien captor's bus, Gra'eth saved me from drowning and even offered me a place to stay. He keeps telling people I'm his mate, even though I keep telling him the human word for what we are is roommates, but he refuses to say it that way.

Amanda Jackson was used to toxic men. Its all she'd ever known. And this gorgeous blonde property manager, Connor Brooks, was a walking red flag. But she needed a place to stay, and this unit sounded amazing. She'd be crazy not to look at it. For Connor, finding a mark was easy. A simple ad in the classifieds. Once they were inside, it was too late to escape. They had no way out. One look at their frightened eyes on the monitor, that's when the housebreaking could begin. The second Connor closed the door, Amanda understood her situation.

Out of a room full of women, his eyes lock on mine. The muscled dancer is agile and skilled, and my gaze hungrily follows every teasing move. When he steps off the stage to stalk toward me, a shiver ripples down my spine. I've never had such an intense reaction to a guy before, especially not a stranger. But this is a tall, dark fantasy brought to life-one with a mischievous grin and chiseled abs.

My heart pounded as the slaver dragged me into the cells. After weeks trapped in the bowels of Thodos III, freedom had never seemed so far away. Until he emerged from the shadows. Razov, a Vinduthi on a mission.

My first night in Vegas, I humiliate myself in front of the one man who's made me realize what I've been missing out on. I thought I'd been in love before, but nothing compares to how I feel about Leo. I'm determined to get under his skin, even though he insists our age difference is a problem. My friends and family warn me against him too, given what he does for a living. But none of that deters me. These are my decisions—and mistakes—to make, wherever they may lead. Which is right into Leo's arms. Except there's more to him than I anticipated.

Majoring in Love: Two very different worlds collide in 1975 at an urban university in the south. Linda and Sandy are opposites in every way, with one thing in common: an intense attraction. Majoring in Love is a coming-of-age interracial love story and is a prequel to Be One with Me. Be One with Me: At age forty, city girl Sally never imagined she’d be all alone in the world. Following a violent attack and a deathbed confession from her mother, she runs from the only life she knows, heading south in search of security and family.

After endless days trapped in this cage, freedom seemed like a distant dream—until the wounded Vinduthi was thrown into my cell at the brink of death. Still, the will to fight smoldered through him. And when I asked him to give me a claiming mark to shield me from the designs of our captors, that spark ignited into a blaze that threatened to consume us both. Yet his stoic nature leaves me wondering . . . Does the passion I see flickering in his eyes only reflect the yearning in my own heart?

I rarely eat the food at my upscale Italian restaurant. Vampires need blood, not pasta. I crave the hunt, but I'm not a killer. A lady-killer, yes. There's something about the vampire in me that lures women. The only woman immune to my allure is my dearest and oldest friend, Lily. She helped me survive my transition to vampirism, despite also becoming a monster of sorts. Kind and full of life, Lily is everything I'm not. My unbeating heart wants more than friendship with the fairy, but I'm afraid to ruin our friendship. Besides, what would she want with a broody vampire?

In this dangerous dance of manipulation and hidden motives, a connection sparks between us that defies logic. I know deep down that it's all a charade, a means to an end. He seeks his escape, and I crave liberation from my contract. Yet, amidst the tangled threads of our alliance, doubts seep into my mind. Is he using me as a pawn, a mere tool in his grand scheme? Or am I deceiving myself, trapped in a web of my own illusions?

He says he needs me to help prove his brother's innocence. If this goes wrong, the small life I've carved out for myself on Thodos III will vanish—and take me with it. His heated touches drive me to the edge, sweet words full of promises. But do I dare for anything more?

Amani is keeping secrets. On the surface, she's envied as a successful influencer with millions of followers, but no one, not even her found family, knows the truth. She's burnt out, fed up, and devastated over the news that her chances of ever having a baby are slim to none, and she's running out of time.

I'm popping bonbons and riding the high of securing the lease on my jewelry boutique off Main Street when I make a Galentine's Day pact with my girlfriends. Fueled by a sugar high and bravado, I promise to step out of my comfort zone and book myself a life-drawing portrait. All my life, I've let other people define how I see myself but not anymore. Or so I tell myself. Because . . . getting naked? In front of a stranger? It's a lot. Especially when the artist turns out to be Bentley Cormack, my one true love and the man who left me behind.

Throttle doesn't care about anything but the Iron Fiends MC. Life dealt him a bad hand from birth, and he's finally got things going his way. Well, for the most part. If you had told Throttle a few months ago that he would be on a reality show, he would have told you to get bent. Having cameras following him around and acting like he didn't cuss every five words wasn't what Throttle wanted or needed. But the Iron Fiends needed it, and the Iron Fiends were Throttle's life.

A storm is barreling down on the Iron Fiends MC, and Adalee is putting herself right in the middle of it. While Adalee wants to get the full story from Fade, that is the last thing he will give her.

The Iron Fiends have one goal: find Russ and put an end to it all. But their plans are thrown off course when a bold new production assistant shows up, determined to film everything. Their only option? Play along. Seeking refuge at the clubhouse, Fallon discovers that the Iron Fiends' protection comes with a price—pretending to be Compass’s old flame.