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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 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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Declan Pierce is a bully and a sadist. He's been my enemy since birth, and he's made my life a living hell. But when my father barters me in an arranged marriage, Declan proposes a deal I can't refuse. After all, so long as Declan owns my soul, it can't be sold to another… But it turns out Declan wants more than I bargained for. My body, my submission, the truth behind what sent me to the Montgomery Psychiatric Ward three years ago. And he'll haunt every facet of my existence until he gets it.

At eight, he gave me roses. At fifteen, he gave me butterflies, and at seventeen, he gave me sanctuary. I wasn't a damsel in distress. He wasn't Prince Charming waiting to whisk me off my feet. We didn't meet by chance. He's been part of my life for years, and for most of that time, I've been under his spell.

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.

Stakes are high when alien gladiator Titan and abducted Earth girl Blaze are forced into The Game. Forming a tenuous alliance to battle the hundred other alien combatants increases their odds of staying alive. As they contend with constant camera surveillance and wage a life-or-death campaign to survive, the unlikely duo can't ignore their sizzling attraction. Despite their deepening connection, it isn't safe to trust because in The Game it all comes Down. To. One.

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!

He's a cage-fighting cowboy who never stopped loving his best friend, but all she's ever done is run. Romy Miller is a laid-off teacher who hasn't been home in twelve years. Not since she hooked up with her best guy friend and ran off to college. She has cut all ties to Willows, including her...

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.

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.

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.

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 never claimed to be smart. Especially when it came to trying to outrun two Vampire Mafia Kings who owned this city. Two Kings who had been cursed into loving me. They think it's real, and I know it's not. Not for them. But for me… I had foolishly gone and fallen in love with both of them. Fallen in love with their tender words and their dominant hands. But even in this concrete kingdom they ruled over, there was a secret threat not even they could save me from. Darker forces are working behind the scenes and lying in wait.