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The first time I laid eyes on Lucas Hale—Lucifer—I should’ve turned and run the other way. But I didn’t. Instead, I agreed to work for him. I allowed myself to fall for him. I gave the Prince of Hell my heart…and now he’s taken it and disappeared.

A collection of eight splattery tales of torture, filth, and terror. Splatter punk horror short stories include a splatter western (Big Blue Sky, Bright Red Spatter), a Halloween themed "Pumpkin Spice," and the nasty story that reached #1 on the G0dless platform, BLOODCUM!

Cheating boyfriend. Check. Broken down car. Check. Four hot guys that want me to go on a road trip with them. Quadruple check. Couldn’t be worse than what I’ve already been through...could it? I mean, what could go wrong on a road trip with four hot men? The guys - Maddox, Lenny, Callan, and Alec. They’ve spent countless years searching, falling apart to almost nothing. None of them have much left to give, until they hit one lucky town. Friday is who they've been looking for, but how do they tell her? How do they tell her what they are…what she is?

After Samantha and Raza took care of the Kruul scout, we thought we’d be safe on this new planet. But we were wrong. And when the Kruul who have been hunting us show up en masse and take the Zivonians and the human women captive—only Tyrek and I manage to escape.

General Maada leads his fleet to the White Republic universe, where the Xenoakakies rule with an iron fist. There, he’s surprised to meet a few old friends as well as some new foes, including the Death Angel, the legendary enemy pilot who’s killed the general’s doppelganger. While Maada has been through his fair share of hopeless battles, this particular conflict is on another level altogether, even for him. The insects’ hold on this universe seems unshakable, and their fleet dwarfs the general’s in both numbers and power by no small margin.

An anthology of short stories based upon/inspired by, and in loving homage to all of those great gore-fest movies and books of the 1980s (not necessarily based in that era, although some do ride that wave of nostalgia), the golden age when horror well and truly came kicking, screaming, and spraying blood, gore, and body parts out from the shadows.

I’ve got a list of regrets a mile long, starting with the time I went to jail and ending with the fact that not long after I got out, I was abducted by alien smugglers. As if that isn’t bad enough, a split-second decision when their ship crashes nearly costs me my life. And when I wake up after the crash, everything has changed. I’m no longer being held captive by brutal space pirates. Instead, I’ve been rescued by a group of alien warriors called Zivonians. Their leader, Ryven, claims he wants to help me, offering me safe haven on their massive ship.

Jasper: I ran away from my family, my upbringing, my background, and her. I made hockey my sole purpose in life and mended my broken heart. We were divorced years ago. Imagine my shock when I find out I'm wrong--about everything. Blaire: I've dedicated myself to being a world-class dressage rider at the expense of the only man I've ever loved. When I discover our divorce was never finalized, I go to Seattle to rectify the mistake only to realize I've never stopped loving him. Our disastrous marriage will be over in three months. There's one problem--do we want it to be?

The Xortaags are back, and they’ve conquered the Akakie homeworld. If they have enough time to reverse-engineer all the advanced technology they can find on Kanoor, they’ll be undefeatable, and they won’t stop until they’ll have colonized the rest of the galaxy, starting with Earth. To make matters worse, an even more sinister threat is looming in the darkness. Unknown to our heroes, a time-travelling alien fleet is on its way to our neck of the galactic woods.

Ever since the Kalixian warriors rescued us from our Orkun captors, I’ve made no secret of the fact that I think these bronze, horned aliens are hot as hell. I have no interest in the whole “fated mate” thing, but I definitely wouldn’t mind a roll in the sheets with any of these men. Well...one man, if I’m being honest. Tycran.

I'm done being someone's second best. And I have the scars from my first marriage to prove it. Now that I'm stuck with a dragon shifter, it's going to take more than muscles as hard as a good D to convince me that they're serious. Of course, if it wasn't for my big mouth I wouldn't be in this situation to begin with. I was there when the ceasefire terms were presented by the dragons. They demanded eight women a year as tribute. My ex-husband, 'The General,' argued that we should never surrender. I said he was an idiot, and that we were losing.

The world is winding down. Centuries after humanity’s last stand against the Dark Filament, their servants - the bloodthirsty creatures known as Incarnates - hunt down anyone under the age of 18. Civilization is broken, and the remaining population is elderly, isolated, and hopeless. Sixteen-year-old Korden Bright has lived his entire life behind the Barrier, a mystical shield which hides him from the Incarnates. When the Barrier is breached, Korden will leave to journey across a post-apocalyptic America.

Jim, a wisecracking, OCD-suffering fighter pilot, is about to propose to his girlfriend when his friend Kurt surprises them by showing up at his house, wounded and covered in blood. This is just the beginning of Jim's woes, because soon after, his life is thrown into a galactic conflict that threatens the very existence of the human race. Can our heroes save humanity from the wrath of a galaxy-conquering alien fleet? The Crimson Deathbringer seamlessly blends breathtaking action sequences with mischievous humor.

After being held captive by the Kruul for weeks, it’s a relief to finally be free. Or…mostly free. Instead of being locked up in a holding cell, I’m now stuck on a broken spaceship with a sexy silver fox who seems to hate me. Although it’s clear that Anzir intends to complete his rescue mission and keep me safe, I can tell he’s not happy about it. We get under each other’s skin, and I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because he’s older than me, or because I’m an optimist and he’s the grouchiest, most stoic man I’ve ever met.

Pitted against hundreds of competitors whose only mission is to viciously kill their opponents, Maya must strike a deal with the scariest male she could ever imagine. What starts as an unholy bargain results in a deliciously erotic soul connection deeper than either of them dared to dream. How will they survive when everything is rigged against them? Are you brave enough to join Maya and A’Dar on their harrowing journey as they dodge death and discover their profound attraction?

Ripped from Earth and thrown into The Game, Willow is teamed with two genetically engineered alien males in a treacherous race to the finish line. The three must endure the grueling landscape, ruthless competitors, and evil gamemasters. The only thing keeping Willow alive is the humanity of her inhuman teammates. Is it possible for affection and tenderness to bloom under The Game’s cruel challenges, ever-present camera drones, and constant threat of death? Only one team will make it out alive. In the end, it all comes down to three.

My vampire men and I are stronger together. At least, we’re supposed to be. The weird sisters got what they came for - a magical object that puts them one step closer to unleashing hell on earth. The cowardly king Carrick refuses to fight, which means it’s up to me and my men to stop them. But after the attack on the Penumbra, I’m not sure I can. Malcolm is missing, and without him by my side, nothing feels right. Somehow, these three lethally gorgeous vampire brothers have become like three parts of my soul, as necessary to my survival as the air I breathe.

Once, I hated these men. Now I’ll risk everything to save them. As I watched Kian be dragged down into the shadow realm, I swear he took a piece of my heart with him. And I’m going to get it back. I’m going to get him back....

When alien pirates stole me from Earth years ago, the trauma of my abduction wiped away my memories. I can’t remember who I was before I was taken. I can’t recall anything from my previous life. All I know is that I’m not going to let myself be held captive again.

It’s been months since we crashed into the Zivonians’ ship and were offered a place to stay, and in that time, I thought I had explored every part of The Oasis. But I was wrong. There’s one new place I just discovered: the brig. I wound up down there by accident, and now I can’t stop thinking about the Zivonian prisoner with the mesmerizing eyes and the intense stare. I know I shouldn’t let myself be drawn to him. He’s behind bars, after all. The smartest thing would be to forget all about him. But for some reason, I can’t stop myself from going back to visit him.