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Grace Hall is a nurse, not a doctor. But when five Preor warriors are brought to the emergency room and the doctors won't touch the aliens, she steps forward. One warrior draws her more than the others. His teal wings, muscular body, and pain-glazed eyes have her torn between two desires - needing his touch and desperation to heal him. She's going to save the Preor males, even if it kills her.

No one suspects that straight-laced witch Aurora Rhonelle comes from a family of powerful necromancers-a fact they never let her forget. So what if she prefers Anne Klein over Anne Rice and pastels over shades of black? That shouldn't make her any less respectable. Unfortunately, never having raised a dead human does damage her street cred.

At 457 Preor years old, Jarek sen Claron is a dragon ready for his final flight into the skies. This voyage to Earth as the War Master of the third fleet will be his final assignment. Once he has helped his fellow Preors secure human mates, he will return to Preor before the madness of loneliness overtakes his mind. That all changes when he meets Melissa. Human Melissa with her sparkling eyes, bright smile, and body that would make any hot-blooded male drool. Unfortunately, she never registered as a Preor mate hopeful.

Jenna is working her butt off at three different jobs in order to provide for her younger siblings. And tonight’s high-profile catering gig (hazard pay bay-bee!) at Drokten Main is going to give her not only dollahz, but also the perfect opportunity to check out the shirtless blue alien heroes who saved Earth from near destruction. Whoo Hoo! At the party, she overhears a crazy plot to destroy the Drokten and kick them off the planet. Holy crap! And the next thing she knows she’s standing in front of the Commander of the entire Drokten fleet, as well as the Drokten Ambassador.

Kintar has had a hard past. I can see it in his eyes. They speak of unbelievable loss and sadness. The life of a soldier. But his chiseled, muscled, alien body is more than a collection of his past. He towers over me and pushes reality from my view - until there is only him. His deep voice whispering in my ear, soothes me. His eyes roaming my body, lure out my wild side. His strong arms wrapped around me, protect me from the madness of the galaxy. But it's his heart that gives me hope. His soul that brings me peace. 

Becci: Shifter men are the worst. After the latest one flipped out because I wouldn’t give up my job as a research scientist to play house, I accidentally shifted. In a restaurant. Into a twelve-foot crocodile. REDS is my last shot before giving up on men. And they actually find me a reptile shifter, hot and quiet with gila monster vibes. Things are looking up. Right until I got tasered outside of my lab and six goons shove me into a black van. I'm blindfolded, handcuffed, and on a loaded onto a plane. 

I had one mission: secure the best obstetrician on Earth to save my people's future. What I didn't expect was the firestorm of resistance, vulnerability, and desire that Dr. Parker ignited in me. As Olivia fights to retain her freedom and I grapple with the awakening of emotions I was never programmed to feel, a fragile alliance begins to form—one born of necessity but threatening to become something far more dangerous. Because in a world where humanity is evolving by design, love might be the most unpredictable force of all.

Rachel Riordan is not a lawyer. Not even on TV. She's a secretary, and not a very good one at that. But when billionaire Grant Hemming, President of Hemming Industries, asks her to look over a contract, she does as she's told. Since, in addition to signing her paychecks, he's superhot. In between reading clauses and sharing kisses, several things come to light.

The vamp life sure as hell ain't the glam life. Just ask Alena Falkov. One day she'll be a full-fledged attorney, but for now, she's stuck working her fangs off at a thankless job while she attends Othercross University's esteemed law school. Of course she might not have the job for long if she can't be on time, but when a vampire catches the scent of her Beloved - her one true soul mate - in the hallways of the courthouse, no one could blame her for tracking him down. Now if only he wasn't the defendant...and by all accounts, guilty. Or is he?  

Naga-alien King Gravon expected a solitary journey through the cosmos, not a stowaway that rocked him to his core. Yet he's faced with Azha—a human slave who used his ship to flee her masters. Now he is more than happy to offer her passage and bring her home with him . . . forever. King Gravon knows a secret Azha doesn't. She's his mate, and he's not willing to let her go. Even if she is human and he's an alien.

Life is about survival-not romance-but her Vahking Prince never got the memo. While I'm searching for my missing brother, I find myself in a dark alley with the wrong people. Too bad the hero that saves me is no better. He thinks he can win me over with sweet words, but I show him that I'm a girl of action . . .

I'm a wolf shifter who never quite fit into my pack—not because they didn't love me, but because I just wasn't...typical. When my well-meaning parents started throwing every eligible alpha my way like I was in some furry version of The Bachelorette, I ran to the city and found a job at REDS, a dating agency for shifters who don't fit the usual mold.

Captain Solair and the intrepid crew of the Ancestral Queen had no idea that when they rescued the human women aboard a derelict freighter, that their lives—and their loves—would change forever. As both crews learned to live together, they crushed the villains, grabbed the loot, and saved the day, all to live happily ever after with their mates. Now, however, Solair and the others discover that the greatest adventure of all lies ahead: parenthood. The beloved Kilgari and their feisty, brilliant human mates return for one final voyage.

Abandoned as a young child, scientist Veda has always longed for the family she never had. And when she climbed aboard a ship bound for the stars, she was determined to find that perfect mate. One crash landing later and everything has gone a bit . . . off course.

Some love stories start with a choice. Theirs began with a sacrifice. Human slave Mila's survival depended on obedience—until she uncovered a secret that made her a target. Beaten, imprisoned, and left with no way out, she never expected a Naga warrior to destroy her chains. Niri General...

I travelled to Verkoon to be matched as someone's mate, but the only matchmaking happening is me being paired with the gruff General . . . as his nanny. Thankfully, he's so damn hot I don't mind being kept at a distance—as long as I'm still allowed to look. Between breakfast together and play dates throughout the ship, we've gone from playing house to feeling like a real family. And with the way General Lokin looks at me, I forget where the line is for a little while. Oops! There's only one reason that a Vakhing's blood sings—and I know that the General's sings for me.

Lindsay: I'm not asking for much. Someone who can go toe-to-toe with me and can handle a woman as stubborn as a . . . donkey shifter. So far? No luck. When REDS suggests a blind date, it's a no brainer. No names, no backstory, just chemistry. And Josh? He's all chemistry. Broad shoulders, a calm...

I don't dream. I don't desire. At least, I didn't . . . Until they brought her to me. She was human. Fragile. Flawed. And the key to stopping the virus eating my people alive. Dr. Alora Bridges wrote the neural systems that made us weapons. Now, that same code is unraveling us from the inside...

Anyone judging Tiffany Ufora by her cover would undoubtedly think the goth witch was a necromancer - and that's fine by her. Much to her dismay, Tiffany's particular brand of magic has a habit of spitting out oodles of the most adorable fluffy, pastel-colored critters at the most inopportune times.

Honey loves running her bar and grill, catering to humans and shifters alike. But there are two things that dim her love of the place: cocky assholes who think they own the world, and cocky assholes who think they can flex their muscles and wreck her bar when throwing a temper tantrum. Unfortunately, the drop-dead gorgeous, hotter than hot, shifter man she secretly loves is both.