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She can never be seen on his arm in public because she's the hired help. Sloane Scott has a reputation. She's the go-to cleaner for the New York mafia. Discretion is unspoken if not written in blood. No sleeping with my clients is her unwritten rule, so why the hell does the arrogant boss of the De Lucci crime family play a starring role in her steamy dreams?

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

I abandoned our small town the moment I could, leaving my broken heart with my high school sweetheart. He and our best friend were my world growing up, but they had their reasons to stay, and I had mine to go. I tried to start over: a new city, new relationships, even a new name, but I couldn't resist going back home to celebrate my birthday before moving abroad with my fiancés. After all my hard work, I never expected to have the world I'd crafted pulled out from under me, or to come face to face with the man I still dreamed about, or for him to come with a pack that would sweep me away.

The last thing I remembered was falling asleep in the snow after my so-called best friend abandoned me in the woods for rejecting him. But instead of waking up in a snow drift, I woke up in an unfamiliar cabin with six feet of shirtless alpha wrapped around me to fend off the cold. I'd hoped to head home and put this awful trip behind me, start my new job, and live a glorious single life as an independent omega. But Mother Nature had other plans: A brutal snowstorm. An unexpected heat. And four scent-matched saviors trapped in a cabin with me.

There are a million ways to end up in the Alien Bride Lottery, but it takes only one. Every unmarried female human over the age of 21 gets entered once a year. You can also accept extra entries for legal infractions—instead of paying a parking fine, for example, you can request an extra entry. Lots of women do that. I mean, why not? The chances are astronomical that your name will get chosen to be one of the hundred or so women who get shipped off to space every year.

Stranded human women find their protective, devoted alien mates in this binge-ready sci-fi romance collection! This three-book omnibus includes Her Alien Price, Her Alien Savior and Her Alien Beast. The collection contains three full-length stand-alone sci-fi romance stories featuring powerful alien warriors who will claim your heart. Each book in this thrilling and steamy series has no cliffhanger and a happily ever after guaranteed!

Briar Rose always knew she would be married to the highest bidder. So it comes as no surprise when she finds herself at the altar with Cillian Blackwood, a notoriously beastly billionaire. No one mentioned anything about the other monsters, though. With his scarred face and hulking brawn, Dane is enough to scare most people out of their skin—literally. And when he isn't around? The clever, callous Rhys is all too happy to prove there are worse things than fear.

Ivy's weekend misadventure in the sticks goes from bad to worse when she hits an animal with her car and winds up in a ditch. One minute, she's faced with a giant black wolf, and the next, he's transformed into a naked man before her eyes. And he insists—she's coming home with him. Tyson hasn't been in man form for years, for very specific reasons. Instead, he's chosen to stay a wolf, deep in the forest.

The night I got pregnant, the rest of my life went to sh*t. First, I woke up alone, the jerk not even willing to stick around. Then, I got thrown in jail for a crime I didn't commit. Now, I've been "volunteered" as a tribute for the dragons. It was either that or spend my life in prison. Of course, I didn't actually get to choose. The Feds shipped me off against my protests. Which is where I come face to face with the man who knocked me up. The man who is actually a dragon.

The first time Hale Calloway calls me little mouse, he has no idea how right he is. I spend my life in the shadows, hiding who I truly am, skittering away to avoid attention. From the outside, no one would suspect that Haven Bell, daughter of Senator Frederick Bell, is nothing more than a puppet. I'm poised and polite, smile at the right times, and only speak when spoken to. But most importantly, I don't act like the omega I am. Not by choice. My father's political aspirations have pigeonhole him as an extremist. An alpha who wants to abolish the designations and have everyone live like betas.

I had a plan. It was simple. Find my sister, bring her home, and then disappear where no one could find us—especially him. But you know what they say about plans? They have a tendency to go awry, like a train off the tracks barrelling in the wrong direction… toward the wrong people. That's what happened. Them. Jericho. Sheppard. Arrow. The mafia heir and his two best friends. They came into my life with obsession bleeding through their veins, and the only person they saw—was me. Theirs.

I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy who killed my family. We were at war. The dragons claimed we kidnapped their heir, and they wanted him back. They were winning. Our tanks and guns didn't stand a chance. Now they're willing to agree to a truce, but only if we provide them with mates. My company says I've been given the 'honor' of being a dragon's conquest, but in reality, the b-----ds want to silence me for what I know.

Wolf shifter Riley Savage thought his fated mate was lost in the river almost seven years ago. But when it's revealed that not only is she alive, but also she's a witch who's been hiding from him, fury doesn't begin to describe how Riley feels. He's determined to get answers and hits nothing but dead ends. And then she shows up in Arcana Falls. Despite how angry he is, the desire to claim, bite, and knot her is stronger. Warring between anger and biological urges, Riley malfunctions.

Four years ago, half of my heart walked out the door. The piece left behind has sat frozen in time—a time when our love was alive and thriving. I was luckier than most guys in the league. I met the girl of my dreams before I hit it big, and she stood by my side as my hockey career took off. She was my cheerleader, my best friend, my soulmate. I promised my wife the world and then failed to deliver. But now she's back. And she needs my help. I've never been able to say no to Evie, and while her plan is crazy, I fully intend to use it to win her back.

I captured her on the Pakhan's orders. The dancer clad in bright silk with no place in this dark world of ours. Defenceless. Innocent. Good. I break his trust, knowing it means war. I'm precious cargo. Promised to another. Locked in a penthouse with this lethal hitman. Risking war. Risking everything. Under his dominant hands, I don't break. I become stronger. And when he finds I'm carrying his heir, there's no turning back. He'll burn down the world to keep me safe. If we both die tomorrow, at least I'll be his.

I'd thought I found my forever pack, the men who would protect me and keep me safe for the rest of my life. I couldn't have been more wrong. Betrayed and confused, hurt beyond belief, I struggle to come to terms with what the Calloway pack did to me. Used me as a pawn, turned my body and my heart into a game to amuse themselves. Things only get worse when I end up back in my father's clutches, under his command and unable to resist when he uses his alpha bark on my best friend, Ren.

I'm the daughter overlooked. In a world where omegas are valued, I'm tossed aside when I never present. My daily routine is mundane—until my father tells me he got me a pack meeting, something strictly for omegas. It's ludicrous, and I have no choice. But that's the least of my worries when a bag is thrown over my head. Rath may be my captor, but Kane, Oak, and Axel don't stop him. They are set on exacting revenge—but on the wrong woman. I haven't committed any of the crimes they accuse me of, and when their scent drives my instincts crazy, I'm forced to face the truth.

With my best friend at my side and a worn photograph in my pocket, we take a road trip to Sweet Whiskey, the bar where my parents met. As soon as we step inside, I know my life is irrevocably changed with a single look from a dark-eyed cowboy sitting on a stool. Colt is all alpha in a tight Henley and perfect pair of Wranglers, and my inner omega gushes for him in more ways than one. When I take a job dancing at the bar, he brings his alpha buddies on my first night. Brooks is bubbly and charming with a bright smile. Dallas is serious, but sweet and nurturing.

After a whole lot of confusion and drama... Mason is distraught. But then he gets a strange call and knows from her voice that he needs to pull her scent into his lungs. Once he does, the puzzle pieces snap into place. Forever at first scent. There's no doubt. She's The One. Does it matter that the first thing she does after he takes her mouth is spray his face with Mace? Nope. Does it matter that she keeps trying to run away, determined that this is just witchcraft, not at all real? Absolutely not.

All it took was a devastatingly gorgeous man twice my age to break all my rules. To teach me how to let go. How to surrender. How to submit. But then I learn Jacob isn't who I think he is. And it turns out our meeting wasn't an accident. The sweeter the forbidden fruit, the more venomous the snake. Jacob wants revenge, and he's going to use me to get it.