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Abducted off the space station where I teach the standard galactic language, I'm imprisoned with two other women in a cold, dirty cell on an alien ship. We're destined for something worse than death until a fierce, blue-haired alien male rescues us. We recover on his ship with his group of Heveian pirates. There, the attraction that formed when he first carried me in his arms grows into a force neither of us can deny. But something else has taken up residence on the ship. Something that will stop at nothing to destroy us all.

When I was three years old, I started drawing a house with a red door. Next to the house I drew a happy family—a husband, a wife, a baby, and their dog. For years I cried every night, clutching the drawings, begging my mother to take me home to my real family. I was labeled odd—a talented child with an overactive imagination. But one day I wandered straight to that house with the red door, and I found the man and the dog I had been drawing.

For the past 800 years, Logan has been focused on one thing. Revenge. Nothing else mattered until one night when a small woman with the bluest eyes that he’d ever seen took him by surprise with a well-placed dagger. Now, the only thing he wants is to forget about her, but with every glance, brush of her fingertips, and touch, Logan finds himself wanting the one thing that he couldn’t have. One. More. Bite.

He's my boss on this ship, but not the boss of me. At least that's what I tell myself every time the gorgeous, icy-eyed—and hearted—Heveian warrior speaks to me. Or rather, growls at me. Despite his clear dislike of me, I have the dirtiest thoughts about the big guy. When he receives an invitation to visit an alien warlord's fancy space lair, he shocks me by asking me to come with him, posing as his mate. How can I refuse?

When Noemie, Third Princess of Normandy, is forced to accept a gargoyle as her bodyguard, she is determined to hate him. But a series of assassination attempts brings the pair closer together, and she begins to realize that there is much more to her bodyguard than stone and bat-wings and magic. Together, Noemie and Gideon begin to process the grief and loss that each of them has endured. Slowly they unravel the mystery of his origins and uncover secrets that could affect the outcome of the war.

When I get separated from the other members of my Antarctic expedition, I meet a strange, pale, beautiful man who saves me from freezing to death. He says he's the actual Jack Frost, and he's pretty much an ice god, which totally messes with my scientific worldview. I'm all too happy to leave his fine frosty ass at the South Pole and head back to the States where things are messy but not magical. Too bad the charming ice god follows me home.

What's worse than waking up from a hibernation cell fifty-two years after being abducted? Nothing. No, wait—a wise-cracking alien hunk with a killer smile who doesn't let me out of his sight, that's what. Wulfrex knows every inch of his massive space cruiser and makes it impossible for me to steal it. When I try to "borrow" one of his shuttles to get home to Earth, I find myself outsmarted by him again and accidentally pulled into a mission with far-reaching implications I could never have foreseen.

Jorok saved my life after being trapped in a filthy cell. He's gorgeous and way too serious for his own good. To get to know him better, I tag along on an errand, but we're kidnapped and forced to nurse an alien captain's sick crew. To avoid being sold, I pretend to be Jorok's mate (which isn't difficult). I thought things couldn't get worse from there. I was wrong.

When there's no safe place to hide you on Earth, witness protection sends you to another planet. That's how divorcing a crime boss landed me across the galaxy. Unlike the other women here, I don't want to marry one of the . . . okay, fine—gorgeous—Mitran males. After I'm called to testify at my ex's trial, I'm getting back my life on Earth. But Ruzak, the aloof warlord who holds himself apart from the throng of males hoping for a bride, needs my help identifying a spy who may not be as human as she appears. One wrinkle: Ruzak is much more interesting than he appears.

My mountain domain operates as smoothly as the sleek machines that mine for ore in the caves, but when a human female is found in the snow, every alarm bell rings—literally. It's Jane, a volunteer of the human-Mitran breeding program, who had disappeared six months earlier, but not willingly.

He is my patient, my subject. The gorgeous cyborg who has fought so hard to regain the memories taken from him recalls most of his life, except his childhood. We journey to the village of his youth to be reunited with his family. The journey brings us closer, blurring lines I swore I would never cross. But Craal's resurfaced memories don't match what we find at his village, and I can't escape a sick feeling that we were not supposed to come here.

When I'm assigned to report on the alien bride program, I'm thrilled to get a break from the crowded city. No noisy apartment building. No synthesized food. But Mitra is nothing like I thought it would be. It's beautiful, yes, but it's also a rugged land on the border of enemy territory. It all changes when the warlord rescues me from being trampled by a ugris. Adrik is big and gruff and everything I never wanted in a man, but he's all I can think about.

As the top medical expert on human-Mitran offspring, I'm excited to be sent to the alien planet to help deliver babies, but my shuttle goes down on Mitra and leaves me stranded. When a gorgeous warlord finds me, I think I'm rescued, but my hopes are dashed. We're both trapped inside a mysterious forcefield with dangerous creatures and poisonous flora. Worse, Warlord Dakkan can't stand me, and I must put my life in his hands to survive.

Katrina the flirt, the coquette, the tease—so called by the Sleepy Hollow villagers because she hasn't given her hand to one of her eager suitors. Everyone expects her to choose the muscled, handsome Brom over lean, studious Ichabod—but Katrina has objections to both of them. One autumn night, a harvest party at the Van Tassel house ends in a violent confrontation, and Katrina comes face to face with the most horrifying myth ever to haunt Sleepy Hollow—the Headless Horseman himself.

Aria Wilde runs the Dark Horse Dive Bar with efficiency and precision. If only her life ran that way too. Brokenhearted and bitter after a very public and messy split with her ex, Aria is gun shy when it comes to men. But her brother-in-law's FBI brother, Nick Gunn, has been a sexy distraction when he's in town. He makes her sizzle every time he's near. But as their relationship deepens, she thinks he may be the one—and also the one who could decimate her heart if she risks it once again.

My people are fighting for their lives against a power determined to rip our planet apart for a valuable energy source. I am on the front lines, leading our forces. I knew this would be my fate if we went to war, and I don't expect to survive. My only regret? Not telling Arria, the shy little human we rescued, that I loved her. Now it's too late. I've taken my last steps on my home planet of Heveia. I'll fight to the end alongside my warriors to ensure that my people survive. That she survives.

Wendy has been kidnapped and taken to Hook, which escalates tensions between Hook and Peter. As Wendy plans her own escape, Peter tries to figure out where she's being held and how he can rescue her without losing his friends, his allies, and Neverland itself.

I was supposed to be on vacation on Earth, resting after I helped Pan defeat Hook and free the realms. I didn't expect to meet Cassandra, a woman with a soul full of the most beautiful music I've ever heard. Nor did I expect my encounter with her to consume my mind. But my father Zeus is determined to exert his power over me, to reinforce his dominance and ensure that I'm no threat to him. Because of his suspicion and envy, visiting Cassandra on Earth is more complicated and dangerous than I anticipated.

Let's get one thing straight. I never wanted Persephone to live in the Underworld. But I owed Peter Pan a favor, and even I don't want to screw over an influential Fae like him. So when he asked me to take Persephone to the Realm of the Dead with me, for her protection, I had to say yes. Persephone was in the Neverland realm for decades, living as a child among the Lost Kids, hiding from people who crave her abilities. Now she's here in the Underworld, with a new adult body to match her true inner age, and I'm starting to regret my decision to let her live in my palace.

Alexandra Riley's world is turned upside down when she discovers she's the half-breed daughter of a legendary alpha werewolf—a prize to some, an abomination to others. The tall, dark stranger who bursts into her father's garage shatters any illusion that she can continue with her normal life. From the second Joshua Striker, enforcer for the Wolf Creek pack, sees Alex, she becomes a distraction he can't afford. He's come to the city to bring Alex to the safety of the pack. But who is going to keep her safe from him? Because the wolf inside him is demanding he claim her—now.