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What's got four arms, huge spikes shooting out of his spine, and is utterly insane? Oh yeah, that's right. It's the freaking alien gladiator who's fighting in the games—for me—because I'm the prize he's geared to win. How I ended up here is just as much of a mystery as is how I lost my memory. I've got no idea who I am, where I'm from, or why no other species on this diverse and chaotic planet look anything like me. But as the gladiator and I spend more time together, I'm starting to realize… yeah, he might be crazy, but so am I.

A Simon Maverick audiobook. Simon Maverick has a great book for every listener.

I never thought coming home for Christmas would mean running into her—Hattie Anderson. The one who got away, the one I loved and lost, and the one I can’t seem to forget no matter how hard I try. Out of sight out of mind never worked when it came to her, but now we were under the same roof, I couldn’t avoid her even if I tried.

The late thirties in the Deep South were hard, unforgiving times. But for Henry, Tanner, and Edgar, things have miraculously turned around. The only catch is that if they want to keep their good fortune, they have to tend to a … pet.

Xavia had been content with her life as a bounty hunter. She had control over her own contracts, got to sleep where and with whom she wanted, and could drown in the bloodlust that was cage fighting. Even when blackouts threatened to leave her dead in a ditch, she took life for what it was; chaotic. That is, until her life is upended when the Angel of Wrath crash lands into Euhaven and destroys her city.

Vanwood is a dangerous place, even more so when you're on Kat Marquess' radar. Thankfully for me, I like a little blood with my kisses. Please be warned ya'll: This is for the V I B E S by which I mean, the S P I C E if you like it a little sapphic. Use this as a palate cleanser, a little spoonful of sugar, and hopefully you won't be disappointed.

Crash-landed on an alien planet where everything seems to want to kill me, I've got no choice but to rely on the hunter, Grizz, to help me survive, steer clear of the awful male I crashed with, and find my family missing somewhere on the island. Huge, green-skinned, with a tail, tusks, and claws, Grizz seems so hot and cold. Could it be cultural differences? Why else would he be so reluctant to help me? Or… could it be that I've unlocked a fire-breathing monster within him that wants me, not just once, but to keep?