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A group of paranormal investigators have come to Devil’s Orchard to make contact with the spirit residing in town’s bed and breakfast. Their goal? To finally solve the mystery of who haunts the building–and why. Unaware of her witchly powers, they invite Bobbi to assist in the séance. Bobbi’s jumps at the chance to help a lost soul.

I'm a lone female investigator, deployed on a secret mission to the flesh markets of Narelerth, when everything goes wrong. Within minutes, I'm put in chains and hauled up to the auction block. Now, my worst nightmare has happened. I'm taken by an alien warrior. He's completely wild, untamed. He carries me to his ship, and I'm shocked by the force of my own desire.

One last job before I go legit. An easy smuggling run, one crate off-planet and then I can leave all my dark secrets behind. Crash landing was not part of the plan. Neither was being rescued by a monster. Did I say rescued? Because I think I mean kidnapped. This muscle-bound alien is keeping me captive on his ship. And if he finds out what cargo I'm really carrying? I don't want to know what he'll do to me.

Portland nurse Lindy Landen loves working in the emergency room. She doesn’t bat an eye when removing sausages from a grown man’s nose, bandaging a wannabe Ninja’s self-inflicted machete wounds or treating bikini waxing emergencies. As long as she’s armed with her beloved Diet Dr Pepper Lindy is ready for whatever walks, wheels, or rolls through the ambulance bay doors, that is until she finds herself waking up on the floor on of an exam room with no memory of how she got there.

Sammy expects a carefree summer during her internship at the US Embassy in Vienna. Competing spy rings clash in desperation and threaten her life as every Strauss waltz accompanies a murder. Is the handsome stranger she meets heading for romance or using her as a pawn? Can she figure out who’s playing the tune before the dangerous dance ends badly?

Paisley Mott struggles with anxiety. Her particular blend of anxiety causes her to go into a hyper-focused state, which can lead to more anxiety. After the tragic death of her mother, she began to see her anxiety-induced hyper-focus as a strength. Now, she's a paranormal investigator with an up-and-coming web series that is propelling her into becoming an expert in her field.

Ra’al. Orr. Kriz. Three enormous beast of men who command a legion of Aurelians, the huge, marble-skinned aliens who exist to find their Fated Mate and tame her. They were built for war. Kings through conquest, they stamp down all resistance without mercy. They tell me they will build me a palace. It would only be a cage. But because I took up a rifle and defended the other servants when our planet was under attack, by the laws of their species, I am a free woman…

Hatred. Ownership. The brutal alien warrior triad saved my life... And by their ancient laws, I am theirs. Until my friend trades her life for mine. We were abandoned to die when the monsters invaded. We were saved by the cruel titans of Aurelians who don the black robes of Obsidian, pledging fealty to endless war. Seven foot tall, marble skinned beasts obsessed with finding their Fated Mate.

Bruton. Prince of the Aurelian Empire, eight-foot tall of brutal, muscled strength, flanked by the alien warriors of his triad. He is no royal. He is a savage, a colossal warlord who commands through pure violence. And my fate is in his hands. He believes I hold the keys to victory. His triad storms into my research station drenched in blood and sweat to judge my life’s work. And when my creations go haywire and nearly kill us all, the threat to the Prince must be answered.