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When I see the delicate human female collared and enslaved by the smuggler I'm about to swindle, I do what any male would do. I take her from him. It's what I do best, after all. Now Fran's mine, and I'm never giving her up. On board my spaceship, she'll be safe. She'll wear my clothes, eat my food, and sleep in my bed. I'll keep her safe from a galaxy that wishes her harm. But my sweet Fran wants nothing more than to return to Earth. How can I take her home when she holds my heart in her dainty, five-fingered hands?

Baila spent one night with the sexy alien—over six feet of purple hotness—and now she’s paying the price. The cost? One great big (purple) alien bun in her very human oven. With no alien partner in sight, she’s determined to take care of herself—and her baby—on her own. Except, it’s hard to hold down a job as a sexy waitress with a huge stomach the color of grape Kool-Aid. Jobless and twenty-four hours from being evicted, she runs into the one person she never thought she’d see again…

Snatched by bounty hunters. Captured by aliens. Guarded by a warrior with a dangerous secret. It wasn’t bad enough that scientist Max Dryden was taken as a bounty by an all-female space bounty hunter crew. Nope, that was only the beginning. When the bounty hunters were marooned on a sand planet, she was captured by aliens and taken to their city. Now she’s got a personal bodyguard and captor watching her every move. One problem. He’s not one of the aliens who took her. He’s one of the sand barbarians sent by the bounty hunter women to break her out and bring her back.

An alien prince with one mission: to find a bride and have children to save his family legacy. Marissa is ready to meet the man of her dreams. The shy librarian hasn’t had much luck in love, so when her best friend suggests she sign up for Celestial Mates, she decides - why not? Unfortunately, they neglected to mention she’d have to take a space ship to her first date. Obviously there’s been a huge mistake. Kadic, the alarmingly sexy dark-blue alien prince from the planet Alpazon, can’t possibly expect to marry her. They don’t even have the same… the same… parts.

In the far reaches of space, you have to keep your guard up to survive. But this gorgeous alien warrior is breaking down my defenses. Three years ago, alien raiders abducted me from Earth. I escaped to a remote trading planet, where I’ve scraped by and kept my identity as a human hidden...until one day, I get caught stealing from a mysterious warrior named Rok. Aliens are dangerous and untrustworthy. Or at least, that’s what I’ve always thought. But Rok is different. Despite being furious that I took something from him, he doesn’t hurt me.

A fated mate is a rare gem...one I never thought I’d find. With 15 males born to a single female, women are my people’s most precious resource, one we’re in dire need of replenishing. And Earth is just the place to do it. Arranged matings are the only way we can survive, and as king I must set an example. But I never thought I’d meet her. One look at Rosa and I know she’s meant to be my queen. She’s nothing like I imagined, and more than I could ever dare wish for.

Sarah is a young woman adrift: she’s recently left school, she lives back home with her geologist father, and she’s avoiding her recently deceased best friend’s mother without really knowing why. When a crystal her father gave her begins to glow and make sounds, Sarah’s world is turned upside down. The crystal is a beacon, and aliens are here to take her away from her home. Far away.

My planet needs women, and I’m here to claim one. Time is running out for my people, and we don’t have a moment to waste. Earthlings agreed to the bride program, but now they don’t want to follow through. It’s my job to make sure that they do. I have no time to fall in love. After so long on my own, I wouldn’t even recognize the emotion. But the beautiful and wickedly smart human Vivian awakens something within me, a desire so strong I find myself at war with my duty. I know once she discovers the darkness within me she’ll run.

Survivor. Slave. Worthless human jinx...After Yvette causes a fatal disaster at a slave auction, her Pax owners give her away to the nearest buyer just to get rid of her. Her dragon captor is huge and domineering, with just a hint of vulnerability that calls to her. Yvette shouldn’t want to bring any warmth to his life, but the longer she spends with him, the more she wonders what’s hiding under her warrior’s grumpy exterior. He’ll lead his people to glory...

A cursed prince can’t claim a mate. Yet, my blood sings for the human woman with a collar around her throat. Miranda is everything I dream of in a mate, but she can never be mine. A stupid act of misplaced nobility will see me dead in a matter of weeks. Even if I break my curse, the galaxy is still on the edge of war. I have a duty to find a traitor and stop the oncoming violence, but how can I do that when the only thing I want is my mate in my bed? It’s no time to fall in love, yet I can’t resist stealing my woman away from her captors and keeping her close.

Moddoc has the kind of drive that Essie admires, and the drakon could learn a thing or two from Essie’s determined attitude. The longer they spend with one another, the more they realize their bond goes deeper than the tangled game of power and lust they meant to play. With Moddoc’s dark secret hanging over his head, the Pax might not be their biggest worry. If they are going to survive the anger of their allies and the ferocity of their enemies they will need to rely on each other and work together to carve out the shape of their own future.

I’ve never known Earth. Or freedom. Both were taken from me when I was too young to remember. But I know exactly what the latest alien scumbags to buy me have in mind, the moment I hear the word “fertile". Desperation’s the mother of invention, and one easily seduced guard later, I’m escaping to finally live on my own terms. To find my mom - my one connection to a planet I’ll probably never see. The only person who’s ever given a damn about me.