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We were the first Draekons. Created for war, we are dangerous, lethal monsters. We were bound in stasis for a thousand years, but now we are free. We have one final mission: Rescue a ship full of missing human women being tortured by the scientists. Except they’re our fated mates. Their presence comforts us. Their touch soothes us. Enflames us. They are the missing pieces of our souls. But our psychopath brother, the one we thought was dead? He’s still alive. He’s determined to wipe out the Draekon race. To control us, he will target our mates. Big, big mistake.

We are Draekons. Dangerous, fire-breathing dragon shifters. For the safety of the galaxy, we’ve been exiled to a prison planet. Then, a spaceship carrying human women crashes into our lives. The instant we lay eyes on them, we know. They are our mates. Ours to protect. Ours to cherish. Ours. Forever. Draekon Desire: Exiled to the Prison Planet: The Complete Collection features hours of exciting, heart-pounding, panty-melting alien dragon shifter menage romance.

It’s time for the good girl to be just a little bit bad. We’ve never been interested in rules. Never been interested in what other people think. When we see something we want, we get it. We want the good girl. She’s lush. Curvy. Beautiful. She looks demure, but she has a wild side. We can tell. We’re going to make her crave. Make her beg for more. Make her forget everything but our names.

“Did you think, for a minute, I might want to be awake for the proposal?” I ask, fluttering my fingers so the huge princess cut diamond on my hand catches the light. His eyes go soft and warm. “I couldn’t risk you running again. There’s a tracking device in there.”

One minute I’m walking back home from a nightclub. The next, I’m waking up in a cage. Abducted by aliens. Given to an alien race. Put up for auction. But instead of being sold to the highest bidder, I'm rescued by one of the Brutal Ones: the biggest, baddest bullies in the universe.

In this boxset: seven books, one novella, and countless huge, dominant warriors who will stop at nothing to claim their mates.

Captured in space. Imprisoned. Sold to the highest bidder. But my biggest problem is the bossy, aggravating, impossible, alien who’s supposed to rescue me. The bossy alien I kissed. That might have been a mistake. Kadir is dangerous. I’ve seen him fight and his body is littered with scars. He’s a soldier. A warrior. And when he loses control, he turns into a big scary dragon and breathes fire. Everyone’s terrified of him. I’m not. No, call me the biggest fool in the galaxy, because I’m attracted to the big jerk.

Two hours after Dennis proposes, I find my fiancé with his you-know-what buried in Tiffany Slater’s hoohah, and he has the nerve to suggest it’s my fault. Because I’m frigid. Sure, I’ve never had an orgasm with him or with anyone for that matter, but relationships are about more than good nookie. Not that it was ever good. Adequate is more like it. Okay, who am I kidding? Dennis couldn’t find his way down there with a flashlight and a map.

Fate brought the pretty little runaway with defiant green eyes and that sassy mouth to my doorstep. Carrie Smith needs more than shelter. She needs protection. Discipline. A firm hand. She came to the right ranch. I never thought I'd have a wild girl of my own to tame. I'm just the man to tip her across a hay bale and show her who's in charge. But there’s more to this girl than meets the eye. I may give her the discipline she craves, but she'll satisfy my darkest desires. She'll be my one, my only...my babygirl.

It was a simple job: go to a wedding. Execute the groom. Then I saw the bride, wearing a mountain of white satin, her lacy veil now spattered with blood. Instead of running away screaming like the rest of the wedding party, she raised her chin and stared at me, a challenge in her dark eyes. I felt a flicker of feeling in my cold, dark heart...Then she shot me. And I knew...I had to make her mine.

Once, I was a golden prince, full of promise. Then the curse came for my parents. I did everything I could to save them. I failed. Now, I am a monster, scarred and dangerous. I remain in the shadows, ruling my kingdom from afar, feared by everyone I fight to protect.

Crashed spaceship. Prison planet. Snarling, lethal predators. Two big, hulking, bronzed aliens who turn into dragons. The best part? The dragons insist I’m their mate. The Zorahn wanted women for some kind of super-secret science experiment, and I volunteered. Dumb move, right? But they promised we’d be safe, and they offered a lot of money. Money I needed desperately. Of course, everything went wrong.

Crazy jungle planet. Killer orange fungus. Crimson snakes in the water. The worst part? While I was in a coma, I seem to have acquired two dragon mates. When I wake from my coma, the first thing I see are two hot aliens. And I’m informed that they’re my mates. I don’t think so. This isn’t the story of Sleeping Beauty, and the two sexy, possessive Draekons aren’t my fairy tale princes. I’m certainly not going to wake up, kiss them, and live happily ever after on this stupid prison planet, where everything’s out to kill me.

Love thy neighbors? No way. Never going to happen. Ethan Burke and Lars Johansen are chiseled male perfection, with their cocky smiles, bulging biceps, and washboard abs. They're also rich, arrogant jerks. Ugh. I’m supposed to swoon over their panty-melting smiles, but I refuse to get the memo. After we feud over a parking spot, I write them into a dirty story. And, when it comes to describing their, ahem, equipment, I get very stingy. How stingy? Think two inches. Bad author. Unfortunately for me, they find the story.

Abducted by aliens. Put up for auction. But instead of being sold to the highest bidder, I'm rescued by one of the Ulfarri kings: the biggest, baddest bullies in the universe. Unfortunately, the huge, intimidating warrior makes it clear he wants something in return for saving my life.

They call him the Hunter King. No one knows his real name. He’s big and handsome, powerful, and brutal. And he’s just captured me. Let me back up. I’m on an alien planet. I don’t know how I got here or who I am. I don’t remember anything but my name. Haley. I’m the only human among many females who are part of the annual Moonlight Hunt. The warriors are the hunters. We are the prey. It doesn’t take long for the Hunter King to catch me…and when he does, he carries me off to his secret lair. He says the same word over and over: Omega.

The High King of Ulfaria needs no introduction. What I need is an omega. And now, I've found one. Kim. She is small and perfect, as I knew she would be. I will demand her obedience, then I will give her the perfect nest and allow her to bear my heirs. She vows to defy me, but one way or another, she will submit.

I'm a berserker warrior, one of the best in the pack. So, when the alphas send me on a mission, nothing will stop me from tracking our enemies down and bringing them to justice. Then, Hazel runs across my path. A flower in the wilderness, she is young, fragile, and afraid. She's on the run from an evil mage who wants her power for his own.

Five Nights. No rules. No limits. It’s time for Dirty Games. A stand-alone romance with an HEA ending and no cliffhangers. Once upon a time, I’d been in love with Scott Leyland and Zane Marshall. Our threesome had been sexy, steamy and passionate. I thought we would last forever. I was wrong. Everything ends. Now Scott and Zane are in New Summit, intent on getting me back, and I’m just as determined to resist. I was in love with them once. I won’t let it happen again. Then they propose a challenge, one with my heart as a prize.

I thought human women were fragile and helpless. Then I met Diana. A pirate. Who knifed me the first time we met. Who makes it clear that she doesn’t need to be rescued. My mate. When we’re not fighting each other, we flirt. I call her spitfire. She promises to burn me. Diana’s warm. Passionate. Daring. I would happily lose myself in her fire. But she's involved herself in a dangerous undertaking. She’s feeding covert intelligence to the Rebellion. And she’s drawn the attention of my mass-murdering psychopath brother.