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Atlan Warlord Velik is hanging on to sanity by a thread. His mating fever rages. His beast fights him every moment. The beast needs to hunt. To kill. To find their mate or surrender to a glorious death in battle. He volunteers for a mission so dangerous, he knows he will not return. Waiting to deploy, he is lost, keeping distance between himself and those his tormented beast could destroy. His fate is sealed … until his beast picks up her scent. Sees her face. In an instant, the beast knows this human woman belongs to him and no one else.

Warlord Tane of Atlan is a warrior, not a prince. So why is he wearing these ridiculous white pants and gold-trimmed jacket? And gods help him, why are there hundreds of females in glittering gowns, circling like vultures, expecting him to dance? The human producers of the Bachelor Beast television show thought this would be a good idea; dress up an unmated Warlord like a fairytale prince, invite hundreds of eligible human women to a “Cinderella Ball,” turn on their cameras, and record everything. And then he sees her. His mate. The only female who can tame his beast.

Cormac of Styx Legion knows his value to his people. He is an enforcer, a weapon to be wielded. Nothing more. He is accepted but not loved. Feared but not welcomed. He is brutal, efficient and utterly alone. When he receives a coded message claiming he has been matched with an Interstellar Bride, he knows the match must be a terrible miscalculation. When his bride turns out to be an innocent young human, there is nothing he can do but protect her until the error can be corrected.

She was supposed to spend a few days wandering around with her twin sister, seeing the sights, expanding her horizons. The trip was supposed to be a much needed break from the hectic schedule she was keeping in school. She was only nineteen. She had plans. Finish college. Medical school. Husband. House. Two-point-five perfect kids and a golden retriever named Buddy. All that changed with one roar of pain. She heard him. A beast. He was out of control, locked behind an impenetrable wall, alone. Suffering the agony of mating fever.

Le Commandant Karter est un guerrier Prillon. Son devoir est de protéger son peuple, d’empêcher les planètes de la Coalition de subir un sort atroce qui dépasse l’entendement. C’est un guerrier-né, un battant, la guerre coule dans ses veines. Il n’a jamais pensé à lui, il ne mérite pas d’Epouse Interstellaire, mais voilà qu’on le marie, au pire moment de son existence.

Rebecca Amber knows what it’s like to lose all hope. That’s why she volunteers to help struggling teens, always taking along her giant, two-hundred-pound lapdog named Lilah. The Bull Mastiff loves the kids almost as much as Rebecca does. When an eerie stranger shows up on the streets with a new drug called Quell, Rebecca will have none of it. Little does she know that interfering with this drug dealer means taking on alien criminals far worse than anything she’s faced before—and they will not hesitate to eliminate her—and her pet.

Leah doit à tout prix s’extirper des griffes d’un homme puissant qu’elle a osé défier, son unique échappatoire est se porter volontaire pour le Programme des Épouses Interstellaires. On l’envoie sur la planète Viken : à son arrivée, elle découvre avec surprise qu’elle a été accouplée non pas à un, mais à trois immenses et séduisants guerriers. Drogan, Tor et Lev sont les triplés de la famille royale Viken, ils se ressemblent comme deux gouttes d’eau mais ont été séparés à la naissance, dans le but ultime d’échapper à une guerre catastrophique.

Amanda Bryant est espionne depuis cinq longues années, mais quand des extraterrestres surgissent en prétendant qu’un ennemi mortel menace la survie même de la Terre, ses supérieurs l’incitent à accepter la mission la plus dangereuse de sa vie...se porter volontaire pour épouser un extraterrestre, partager la couche de l’étrange guerrier pour mieux le trahir. La mission acceptée, Amanda est promue première Épouse Interstellaire.