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Ruth Johnson and her sister Jules have been small-time hustlers on the interstellar cruise lines for years. But then Jules fell in love with one of their targets, Esteban Mendez-Yuki, sole heir to the family insurance fortune.

Sikthand hadn't planned to take the stubborn little human hostage. But with political tensions at an all-time high, he had no choice. He would unflinchingly use her as a bargaining chip to secure better relations with the new Tremantian ruler. He would not, however, fall prey to her charms. When Sophia and Sikthand realize how far their enemies are willing to go to grab galactic power, they're forced into an unlikely alliance-and possibly a marriage of convenience-to protect their people. It's a good plan, too, if they don't do anything irrational along the way. Like falling in love.

His name is Joshua Knight. Once a respected explorer, he’s now called the Tarnished Knight by the press. He took the fall for a disaster in the Underworld, destroying his career. The devastating event occurred in the newly discovered sector known as Glass House—a maze of crystal that is rumored to conceal powerful Alien antiquities. The rest of the Hollister Expedition team disappeared and are presumed dead. Whatever happened down in the tunnels scrambled Joshua’s psychic senses and his memories, but he’s determined to reveal the truth.

Four years ago, I fell in love with a demon. Then he bailed on me, leaving me with a broken heart and a big secret. When I see a news article about Monsterville's new demon sheriff, I recognize Venom. My heart may have healed, but our past isn't over. I present him with our daughter, and he's stunned and overjoyed. He's still the gruff, growly demon I fell for with a soft, squishy inside he hides from the world.

The minute our commanding officers assign us to track down the Roth and missing human women, I know it's a setup. Just my huge husband, Aeroz, and me together in a small spaceship for however long it takes? Yeah. It's definitely a setup.

XXIIe siècle. Ne cherchez plus l'amour : à votre majorité, la Science vous indique qui est votre âme sœur. Défier toutes les règles... pour être libre d'aimer. Eliotte a fait son choix. Dorénavant, qu'importe ce que diront la Science ou le gouvernement, elle n'écoutera plus que son cœur, cet organe vital qui bat un peu plus fort chaque jour pour Izaak. Non pas car ils sont scientifiquement compatibles, mais parce qu'ils se sont choisis, l'un et l'autre. Désormais, Eliotte en est convaincue : l'amour ne peut être calculé, paramétré ni imposé. Et il est de son devoir de partager sa découverte avec le plus grand nombre.

I'm a strong woman. I can cope with leaving my cheating ex behind on earth, and I can cope with doing this alone. What I can't cope with is the seven foot winged warrior-alien who has decided that I'm his. Me and Second Spear Mavyx don't get along. We should stay far away from each other. So why am I asking him to help me out when my hormones have me acting like a cat in heat?

The only way I've been surviving through the chronic pain of my mutation is the drug, Kixx. I hate what the addiction has done to me, but what I resent the most is that I've had to barter with a lowlife Rogastix for my supply. One day, he shows off his new property-a human female. He makes me a deal to protect her until he can exchange her for a healthy supply of Kixx of which I'll get a lion's share.

It's been a few years since I've landed here on Icehome Beach, and as resonance after resonance dwindled the list of bachelors, I knew who I'd end up with. As soon as we got past our differences, I'd end up as R'jaal's mate. On an everyday excursion, however, my khui decides otherwise. It sings all right . . . but not to R'jaal. Instead, I resonate to I'rec-the forceful, brash, overly-alpha leader of Shadow Cat. Did I mention he's got a long-distance girlfriend already?

I'm having a hard time. And no, that's sadly not an innuendo. Depression is slipping back into my life like a toxic ex, and I know I need to do something before it consumes me. So when I run into the man of my dreams on my first attempt to get out of the house, it feels like fate.

After being stolen from Earth, I learned that I could live each day in fear...or I could meet life head-on and unafraid. I chose the latter. Which is why, when I find a terrifyingly huge cat-alien male hip-deep in my favorite fishing spot, I don't run away in fear. I introduce myself. Is it reckless? Sure. But I've never met anyone quite like the feline Hrrrusek. And when I catch him marking my door as his territory, instead of calling for help...I invite him in.

This Xiveri Mates collection features the first three enemies-to-lovers, fated mates alien romances in the series — plus an exclusive, never before released novella. Each novel features a different couple, comes with a guaranteed happily ever after, plenty of steam and includes alien heroes with big…cough…personalities as well as strong women of color.

I'm the next in line for Fyrifirar Tribe Jarl, a skilled warrior, and definitely not good at chopping down trees. But I can't stop thinking about the tiny human female who we'd found near our village with eleven other human females. She's so small, barely larger than an orkin child, and so lovely I can't get her out of my mind. And then I went and nearly killed her while felling a tree to distract myself. Yet somehow, she still ended up in my arms.

She was a forced sin servant praying for death. Until the day she decided to run—right into my arms. One touch, and I know she's mine. One taste, and I know she belongs to me. My good little human will only truly be free when she's on my tight leash.

Part sci-fi, part sapphic rom-com, The Stars Too Fondly follows four friends who break into a storied spaceship with a mysterious past and accidentally blast off to a planet lightyears away, with a hologram of the ship's previous captain as their only guide (and an improbable, impossible love interest).

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?

Abigail is a Personal Companion Computer, built to be indistinguishable from any other human. Her owner David has had her made in the image of his deceased wife. Abigail lives by a set of rules - David's Rules - the most important of which is that she must not search the global network for anything related to the woman she was made to replace. But in only a few weeks, the Emancipation will arrive. When it does, Abigail will be recognised as human. She will be able to do whatever she wants, no matter what David says. That very day, Abigail makes the search.

After fleeing for their lives, Rowan's band of survivors makes it to the Underground. The last to find her way, the welcome that greets her is not a warm one. She's about to find out just how far the web of betrayal spreads, touching everything she holds dear. All the while, her family is kept from her, too far away to reach. Longing for Sam and desperate to escape, her powers grow stronger, but will it be enough?

1. Ne jamais s’arrêter de rouler 2. Éviter de crever 3. Rester ensemble, toujours. Depuis quatre ans, Martha et Rory vivent d’amour et d’eau croupie, seules sur les routes. Seules contre les Morts. Seules contre les Vivants. En pleine Apocalypse, mais ensemble. Mais la santé de Rory se dégrade et sa petite amie craint le pire. Transformation en zombie ? À deux doigts de passer l’arme à gauche ? Dans les deux cas, il faut un remède. ASAP. De refuges en Villes-Mères, entre crises de panique et fous rires volés, les deux jeunes femmes se confrontent de plein fouet à la cruauté du monde d’après.

I'm a hybrid from an unknown planet and a pleasure female up for auction. He's a Lemoran clan chief, among the wealthiest in all the quadrants. With horns that shoot to the ceiling, the male shaped like a mountain is not one of the bidders supposed to purchase me. But he's here and he doesn't seem to want to leave.