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All Dr. Eden Mori wanted was to expand her horizons on the galaxy's largest space station, but when the only way to stop a black market sale of dangerous medical schematics is to get close to the data dealer, she's tasked with stopping him. Her partner on this mission? The dealer's estranged, hot-tempered mate. Can she reunite the pair and stop the exchange without getting her heart crushed in the process?

I don't believe in love. But then again, up until a week or so ago, I didn't believe in aliens either. And yet here I am having been abducted, stranded on a jungle planet, and now surrounded by a tribe of huge, protective aliens with wings and tails. At least these are the good guys. Their leader, Rynn, is convinced I'm the reason the skin on his chest is lit up like a Christmas tree, particularly the area directly above his heart. But that's just some weird alien biochemical reaction. Just like all supposed 'love', right?

In the wake of the zombie apocalypse, I thought things couldn't get any worse. I was wrong. Struggling to survive in a world turned upside down, I'm haunted by the loss of my parents and the recent disappearance of my twin, Holden. I can't shake the feeling that everything is on the brink of falling apart again. Just when I'm about to lose hope, three strangers arrive at Rolling Hills, seeking help and refuge.

Hunting giant ant aliens is never an easy job, but the opportunity to capture a male Menops before he imprints on a queen is too good to pass up. Even if it means putting up with a mouthy Artificial Intelligence and traveling to a planet restricted by the Cosmic Syndicate. Vengeance for humanity—for my family—is too important to let any obstacle stand in my way.

Two years ago, a human pilot was taken captive by the Alder—a ruthless and savage alien race. Now, it's my team's mission to rescue him. But when I'm saved by one of those "savages" and stranded with him in the jungle, everything I thought I knew starts to unravel. My team is my family, the only home I've ever known. Failing them isn't an option. But how can I resist Kitari, this mysterious and alluring alien who claims that I'm an "omega" and offers me something I've never had—a place to truly belong?

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With the Alliance Kingdoms and the Empire of Mongavaria now at war, half-elf Fieran Laesornysh has been sent to the naval base of Dar Goranth with one mission: protect the strategically important base from attack. But when he arrives, he discovers there are no aeroplanes for his men, they have been assigned to a squadron of elves, and the elven commander resents Fieran for his lineage. Defending Dar Goranth will be a little difficult if he can't even get off the ground.

After their victory in the skies over Dar Goranth, Fieran and his newly-unified squadron travel to Fort Defense to reinforce the squadrons defending the Escarlish-Mongavarian border. Once there, they discover a harsher war than they have yet experienced. The constant dogfights are exhausting, the bombings are frequent, and the death toll is high. Even two warriors with the magic of the ancient kings might not be enough.

Tess didn't have much to miss when she was stolen from Earth. She left behind a lackluster job and a piece of trash, cheating boyfriend. It was tragic really, to lose her life before it had ever begun. Kidnapped and sold into slavery, she quickly found herself with a one-way ticket to prison. All hope of escape was lost. At that point, it was about survival and never once did she imagine that in the depths of an alien prison ship, her life would finally take shape.

Sell over a million dollars of programmable hover vacs in a month, get a hefty commission check, and win an all-expenses paid trip to Ubaid Space Station. I came for the extraterrestrial experience, not the poorly cooked chicken parmesan in the Earth-centric resort restaurant. So, who can blame me if I slip my leash by bribing the tour guide to let me escape yet another mind-numbingly boring museum trip? I end up in a bar in the most dangerous sector of the Leisure Ring. I also meet the extraterrestrial of my dreams—at least, he can be for the remainder of my vacation.

Da'vi, the relentless. Da'vi, the cold and harsh. The alien who keeps his distance, yet never fails to bicker with me over the smallest details. Tension between us is coiled so tight it's bound to snap . . . and I'm bound to do what I always do-leave. There are a hundred different reasons I should go, yet I'm drawn in by the only thing that matters to me anymore-and it's certainly NOT Da'vi's friendship. I'm talking about saving humans.

My life on Earth was falling apart. I had just lost my mother to a short and sudden battle with cancer and was still struggling to recover when my husband decided to inform me that he was leaving me for another woman. Couldn't get much worse than that, right? Wrong. Because then I was abducted by aliens.

I accidentally launched an escape pod on my miserable honeymoon—with me on it—and crash-landed in the middle of an alien jungle on a forbidden "emerging civilization" planet, breaking about a hundred Cosmic Syndicate laws. Oh, and I robbed a hot lizard guy with sexy black eyes, the most colorful scales I've ever seen, and a powerful prehensile tail that curls up like a cinnamon roll. Even though I can't understand anything he's saying, my new reptilian friend turns out to be as sweet as honey and spicier than the seasoning he used on the meat I stole from his camp.

Most of the Akrellians now living on Earth after saving humanity from an alien invasion are super polite. The red-scaled, black-quilled behemoth living next door is a notable exception, and he doesn't bother to return my enthusiastic greeting with anything more than an impatient growl. But I know the secret to making friends, and that secret is a dozen red velvet cupcakes with cute monster faces on them, just in time for Halloween. The grumpy, smoldering volcano of a male might pretend he's not interested in my offering, but he can't resist my sweet treats for long.

The blue alien warrior pacing in his cage terrifies me. His long dark hair is wild and messy, and his scarred body looks made for murder. I deliver food to him every day, and I'm sure by the way he stares at me that he'd rather eat me. Yet there's something about him that captivates me, and I can't stop watching him. When he lets the snarling, fearsome mask slip, I start to see there's a cool calculation to his actions. I would be risking everything to help him escape, but do I dare let this monster free from his cage?

All my life I've been treated with kid gloves, and I'm tired of it. I want to live up to the legacy of the proud Drixonian females with which I share half of my DNA. There's one thing in my way—a young warrior who knows my secret and threatens to tell my father. So I make a deal with him, and soon his annoying presence at my side changes into something more . . .

I'm tired of being scared, but fear is like a constant companion these days. Some big blue alien stole the last of my friends, and now I'm alone as a prisoner on a spaceship on my way back to the planet that stole everything from me. I thought I'd seen the last of the blue aliens, until suddenly I'm staring into the eyes of one as he gets ready to fire a laser right into the cockpit where I sit. And at this point in my life, I'm thinking this might be the best way to go.

This planet is the pits. I'm being handed off to different aliens one after another like I'm a dog-eared novel. My latest captors are about to take me off planet when a big blue alien botches the rescue mission. Now we're both prisoners of a fierce lizard species who will let us free on one condition, and I think our life span is looking bleak.

The red aliens make me a deal I can't refuse-help them fight their enemies and they'll rescue my friends. I agree to act as bait to lure the blue Drixonian leader. But the heated, knowing look in his violet eyes makes me suspect I made a bargain with the wrong aliens . . .