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I was minding my own business, exploring this brand new alien world myself and my friends have found ourself on, when Dexx kidnapped me. The great, scarred warlord is king of the underworld and he says he needs a mate to break the cycle which afflicts him and his crew. I am not a science experiment. I am not his mate. And I won't fall for his gruff, strangely innocent, charms. Dexx might think he's found a solution to the mutation which tortures him, but he knows nothing about mating and nothing about females.

I'm probably the galaxy's worst bounty hunter, but I swear on my life, my tech told me the unconscious male I found was my mark.Now I have a very, very angry Gryn gladiator in my hold who shouldn't be there and I don't know what to do with him. Once he's calmed to a mere simmer, Klynn demonstrates his ability to escape from any where he pleases and I have no option but to strike a deal if I don't want to wake up with a Gryn attempting to eat me alive.

The two blue lines weren't the last things I saw on Earth, but they may as well have been. Knocked up and abducted, I know how lucky I am to have landed a job with a horned alien arms-dealer where my accountancy skills come in surprisingly useful. However, I can't imagine my new employer is going to want to keep me on with a baby in tow. And when the massive, ridiculously handsome, winged gladiator growls MINE...I know I'm done for.

Cyan. One second, I’m battling an overgrown hedge with a pair of clippers. The next, I’m running for my life, positive I’ve stumbled onto a prank reality show set, complete with a towering, red-haired guy in costume who throws me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing - I’m a big girl, never been thin. Kinre. Horde life is simple. Hunt the enemy, kill the enemy. Then I make a big mistake. Huge. I rescue a helpless human, only to discover this curvy, tempting morsel is an Omega about to send me into a rut.

With my fellow humans all safely coupled up with their Sarkarnii mates, I have a growing problem. I'm pregnant. So I insisted on being left on Kitchik, a tiny planet where the weather has already taken a turn for the worse. As the snow falls and I try to get used to my new existence and impending birth, I run into Drekkan. Big, bad, fire breathing Drekkan. He's been marooned on Kitchik for too long and all he wants to do is cause trouble. Plus, he hates the winter solstice celebration which is just about to take place

Battle scarred Drasus is the Kirakos' grumpiest, grouchiest Sarkarnii and he really doesn’t want anyone around him. My former job as a doctor means I’m given the assignment to take care of him as he recovers from his wounds. Does it matter I’ve only ever treated humans? Apparently not. Only Drasus doesn’t want to be nursed and he’s determined to make my life absolute hell, or at least the way he growls at me makes me think he does.

He's a warrior of mayhem, a broken alien dragon shifter, and he needs to claim me to be whole again. Taken from everything I knew and dropped in the middle of an alien prison maze, what's a girl to do? Get stuck in of course! My assistance is needed everywhere and I love to help. As for all the huge alien dragon shifter warriors, the Sarkarnii, who rule this part of the maze? I give them a wide berth. All except one.

Knowing that the strongest alliances are forged through mating, long ago, the King of Regha asked for my help. So when I came collecting on his firstborn, he gave her to me. I am nothing but a glorified thief. She is the Regha Princess. The jewel of her people. And now, she is mine.

Jack Daniels is an awkward topnotch programmer and hacker as well as the secret vampire-lifestyle blogger known as iByte. Becoming a vampire should have been the wildest thing to happen to her. But when a supposedly benign, pamphlet-bearing alien species makes first contact, something sends her vampire sense tingling.

I know they’re delivering breeders to my luxurious apartment - excuse me, cage - to entice me to choose a mate. What I don’t know is why. The joke’s on them though. My mate comes, unseen, to clean my quarters twice a week. But tonight, she’s waiting for me in my bedroom, tempting me in all her red-headed, defiant glory. Great Mother Beast help me, I want to claim her. Free her. Avenge her. But she serves the man who enslaved me, and I don’t know what they want from the pair of us. If I mate her, they win. If I don’t mate her, I lose my mind.

Kidnapped and taken from her home, Sienna is stuck in a beast community without the resources to find her way back. But she’s a survivor. Just like the wounded, bone-thin beast she finds in the desert. Torrent was warned never to steal a human woman - especially if she’s his pair. He didn’t listen. Captured, beaten, starved by Men of Earth, he’s as near to death as he can get without tipping into the void.

Is she a pretty spy, or a seductive assassin who’ll murder him in his bed? With nothing to show for his efforts to find Men of Earth - which will win him New City for his people - Mayhem switches tactics. He holds pair auctions, confident the enemy will jump at the chance to slip a spy in among the throng of hopefuls. It’s a sound strategy, but he’s bored as hell. He’s a hunter, doesn’t wait for prey to come to him. Then he spots a supple, grey-eyed woman in the latest batch of eager females. When their eyes meet, every hunting instinct in his body goes on alert.

I sit in a house in Highborn Hills ready to play a poker game I ain't never played before, in a suit so preppy, it makes my skin itch. My target crawls around my feet. Felicia, who they call Kitten. When her big green eyes lock with mine, and when she smells her alpha on my clothes, her eyes light up, and I know I have her attention. When I win her in a hand of poker, I promise her we're gonna stroll right on out of the house. But her owner has other plans for me. We're stuck in a secured house. We are unarmed. No backup is coming. And I gotta get us out of here.

Station X42 is a complete dump and I’m stranded on it for what is likely to be the rest of my very short existence. Left here by alien abductors who bit off more than they could chew when they took me, I have to scratch a living with the scum of the galaxy. When it looks like I might have finally hacked off the wrong species resulting in my early demise, an enormous alien dragon shifter, Drelix, bursts into my life. All seven foot plus of scales, muscles, fangs and claws. Oh, and a tail, can’t forget the tail.