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After seeing so many of my friends find the kind of love I used to think only existed in fairy tales, I can’t help but hope the mate bond will spark for me too. It seems more possible than ever, now that we’ve made it off Nuthora and arrived on Vox. Whether I find a mate here or not, though, I consider the Voxerans my people. I’m invested in their future, and I plan to do everything I can to support Droth’s bid to retake power from his uncle. So when he puts together a small group of rebels to do recon near the palace, I volunteer to be part of it.

Ren has to be the grumpiest Voxeran in the universe. So why does his touch light me on fire? With the arrival of a ship from Vox, we’ll finally have a chance to escape Nuthora. Unfortunately, the blue-skinned alien rebel who comes to rescue us is the most frustrating man I’ve ever met. From our very first meeting when he pulls a knife on me, to the pointed barbs we trade back and forth, I think it’s safe to say we don’t like each other very much.

I’ve got a list of regrets a mile long, starting with the time I went to jail and ending with the fact that not long after I got out, I was abducted by alien smugglers. As if that isn’t bad enough, a split-second decision when their ship crashes nearly costs me my life. And when I wake up after the crash, everything has changed. I’m no longer being held captive by brutal space pirates. Instead, I’ve been rescued by a group of alien warriors called Zivonians. Their leader, Ryven, claims he wants to help me, offering me safe haven on their massive ship.

They call him the devil. When I crash-landed into him on my first day at Loyola Academy, I was sure that couldn’t be true. He was the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen in real life. Little did I know he was also the cruelest. I went from starstruck to stunned the moment his cynical eyes cut through me. I can’t tell you what it was that made him want to punish me. But from that day forward the brooding recluse of a man made it his goal to torment me. I want to loathe him, and some days, I do. But good or bad, nobody’s attention has ever tasted so sweet.

When it comes to my name, everyone thinks that they know who I am. To some people, I'm the billionaire that just got named CEO of his family's company and has all the money in the world. To others, I'm the guy that opened up his home to his brother's children and raised them as his own. What they don't know is while I am those things, I'm also something else. Something darker. Something more corrupt and I will stop at nothing to get my hands on what I want.

Before the world knew me as a rock god, I was just the angry boy who stole her heart. She was a good girl. The forbidden fruit I wasn’t meant to taste. Our stars were crossed, and fate had doomed us from the start. She was promised to someone else. I had her secret smiles.

After Samantha and Raza took care of the Kruul scout, we thought we’d be safe on this new planet. But we were wrong. And when the Kruul who have been hunting us show up en masse and take the Zivonians and the human women captive—only Tyrek and I manage to escape.

After being held captive by the Kruul for weeks, it’s a relief to finally be free. Or…mostly free. Instead of being locked up in a holding cell, I’m now stuck on a broken spaceship with a sexy silver fox who seems to hate me. Although it’s clear that Anzir intends to complete his rescue mission and keep me safe, I can tell he’s not happy about it. We get under each other’s skin, and I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because he’s older than me, or because I’m an optimist and he’s the grouchiest, most stoic man I’ve ever met.

After escaping from the cruel alien trader who kept me captive for years, I’ve been hiding out on a massive ship full of alien warriors called Zivonians. I’ve even found the perfect hiding place: a smaller ship tucked away in the docking bay. Except...maybe my hiding spot isn’t that good after all. How was I supposed to know that one of the Zivonian warriors would steal a ship, so he could go on a dangerous mission to track down his lost brother? How was I supposed to know he’d pick the exact same ship I did?

Connor Vincent. Gifted artist. A beautiful liar with the soul of a poet. The cunning thief who stole my heart. And an addict. Once upon a time, my foolish heart believed that my love could fix him. How very wrong I was. We soared to the greatest heights and crashed to the lowest depths. Starting over wasn't possible.

The first rule of hockey PR? Never. Date. A. Player. Which shouldn't be a problem—Tate Foster is the least dateable guy on the team. Logical. Bookish. Allergic to chaos. He hates attention almost as much as he dislikes me, the team's PR rep. But when I rope him into a social media stunt to boost his image, the unthinkable happens: it works. Suddenly, Tate—aka "Sheriff"—is looking like boyfriend material. And those dimples he tries to hide? Yeah… they're messing with my professional objectivity.

Eighteen-year-old, Bronwyn Littleton is in love with a stranger she met on a summer night a year ago. A stranger who was tall and broad in a way that made her feel safe. He had dark blue eyes that she can’t stop drawing in her sketch book. And he had a deep, soothing voice that she can’t stop hearing in her dreams. That’s all she knows about him though. Until she runs into him again. At St. Mary’s School for Troubled Teenagers–an all girls reform school–where she’s trapped because of a little crime she committed in the name of her art.

Heart. The most important organ in your body, one of the most fragile too. I've always worn mine on my sleeve. I put my heart into everything I've ever done and for the most part it's worked out for me. I'm the best running back in the league, I have a great family and a smoking hot wife. That is until a nasty hit takes me down in a big way. Everyone told me I was done. They turned their backs on me, except for my best friend, Scarlett Hayes.

It’s the thought that’s kept me going for four long years. I’ve imagined it, dreamed about it, relished in it. I want it so bad, but the question is, do I have what it takes to make it happen? Taking a life isn’t for the faint-hearted. Just ask Lucien, he knows. He’s taken me back to where it all started, and I know exactly how it’s going to go.

I'm the daughter of a ruthless criminal on a quest to outrun my past. He's the undercover detective I'm trying to put in my rear view. After a lifetime of being tailed by my father's bodyguards, all I want is my freedom and independence. Illegal street racing gives me the rush I crave. I live for the speed, the hint of danger, and being just on the edge of losing control. So the last thing I need is to run into Deacon Ramsey when I'm breaking the law. Again. I don't care how hot he is or how tempted I am to kiss him. Again.

Cordelia Black loves exactly three things: her chosen family, her hairdresser (worth every penny plus tip), and killing bad men. By day she's an ambitious pharma rep with a flawless reputation and designer wardrobe. By night, she culls South Louisiana of unscrupulous men—monsters who think they've evaded justice, until they meet her. Sure, the evening news may have started throwing around phrases like serial killer, but Cordelia knows that's absurd. But when Cordelia discovers a flaw in her perfectly designed system for eliminating monsters, pressure heightens.

Willow Bernard has taken a lot of hits in her 22 years but always manages to come back swinging. Hoping to fly under the radar for a change, she relocates to Green Valley. Her strategy works until one fateful phone call initiates a series of events that shakes up her quiet existence.

Nash Ellis knows music. Producing, performing, writing—if it involves the creative process he’s there for it. He knows nothing about copy machines. Or financial reports. Or anything related to the stuck-up business world his best friends have been chasing since they were kids. But Nash also needs money, so when his roommate gets him a paid internship at Reedweather Media, he reluctantly agrees

The Kruul who captured me and my sister promised me they’ll let her live if I do one thing for them: infiltrate the Zivonians’ ship and find a way to destroy it. I’d do anything to protect Maya, so I have no choice but to accept their bargain. The only problem is, the Zivonians are nothing like I expected—especially Siro, the gorgeous alien captain. And for some reason, he seems as drawn to me as I am to him. Getting close to him will give me the best chance to carry out my sabotage of the ship, but with every minute we spend together, I can feel my resolve wavering.

With Kelsey's fiancé in California, she is back home for three months to plan her wedding. She has colors to pick, cows to milk, and a wedding dress to squeeze into, which is why she doesn't need anybody messing with her. Especially not the guy who dedicated his whole life to making hers a joke. The guy who filled her high-school locker with frogs and hot car with cans of tuna. Kelsey always got him back, but not this summer. She won't fall victim to Cade’s pranks, teasing, or manly charms. If only Kelsey's dad hadn’t hired the moron to cowboy for him this summer.