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The old legends are true. Each full moon, at midnight, the veil between our world and the orcs' weakens, and raiders can pass through the standing stones... to take what they want. And what do they want this warm summer night? Me. All three super-spicy, instalove, romantasy Highlander romps of the Stolen Harlots series in one volume! This collection features: Bred by the Orc, Running from the Orc, and Wagered to the Orc.

Agent Draven Stone's job is simple, most of the time. An agent of the Shadow Unit, he polices his own kind. As a powerful werewolf, he's very good at his job. But when a routine assignment in lovely, tropical Belize means he must protect the lovely human female who still stars in his darkest fantasies, Draven faces a terrible choice—between the sweetest memory of his past and his responsibility to the future of his kind. Her battered heart will be tested yet again...

My life changed forever when the Berserkers took me. These fearsome warriors must find women to keep their lethal rage at bay...and I am an ideal mate. The Alphas decree that all warriors must compete in a series of Highland Games for my hand. Of all the giant warriors, two have caught my eye, but I have no choice. When the final match is over, I will belong to the ruthless victors. They will possess me fully. I can only hope they will be the two I could come to love...

Johnathan is the sexiest man I’ve ever met. He’s a firefighter, too. And now, he’s my date to the fireman’s ball. If all goes well, he’ll be my date after the ball. All goes well. All goes very well. What follows is the best eight months of my life. But something’s missing. Johnathan won’t open up to me. Not completely. I feel like he’s the one, but I don’t know if he feels the same about me. Can I convince him to trust me?

The feral monster will have to be put down. And he'll bring me down with him. My mate is the only one who can save me. But she's not here and I'm running out of time. In desperation, I go to an auction. When I catch a whiff of her delicious scent, my bear nearly loses it. And when I see her on that stage with other men bidding on what's mine, my bear wants to destroy everything and everyone. I won't let him. Not this time.

God, this man is perfect. I know he’s perfect because I made him up. I made him up as a child and fantasized idly about him some day showing up and sweeping me off my feet. When I’m trapped in the fire, I’m sure I’m going to die. It’s natural to be attracted to the man who rescues me, but this man...how can he be real? How can the fantasy man I invented carry me out of the burning skyscraper? And how can I deal with my desperate and absolute need for him?

Gwen Trembley is disturbed by the upcoming wedding of her reprehensible ex, and coping with her emerging fiery talent. Gwen seeks the services of 1NS for a night where new carnal knowledge will revive her damaged soul. Madame Eve has the perfect arrangements, but perhaps twice what she bargained for.

Homeless and nearly destitute, I find myself standing on stage in a brothel, where I'm sold to the highest bidder. The winner, a massive half-orc named Knot Thazurok, happens to be a former priest and a former love interest of mine, but I soon discover he expects to get his money's worth. After the male's dominant claiming leaves me breathless, he shocks me with a marriage proposal, which I promptly decline. A fallen maiden has no business becoming a priest's wife, and besides, I have plans to leave the island far behind one day.

Piper dreams of the days when unemployment was her biggest problem. Working for a jerk boss she could handle but working for six sexy vampires? Not so much. This little maid is going to wish that was all she had to worry about now that her master's master has called them home. And daddy dearest wants to meet her.

Savannah Taggart always knew her beautiful body was a gift, but even she didn’t think it was blessed enough to survive a car accident. She definitely didn’t expect to wake up afterward in an opulent mansion overlooking Astoria, Oregon, completely healed from her mortal injuries and surrounded by sexy shifters and fae servants who want to be naughty with her.

When my parents mysteriously disappear, leaving me to raise my six crazy, younger siblings, my dreams for college are dashed. It gets worse when someone sends a slew of monster assassins after me and my family. Their untimely arrival is followed by three devastatingly hot Fae assholes who stalk me. Too bad for them, I'm not the docile type they're used to commanding. I might want to screw them, but I have no intention of joining the trail of broken hearts and bodies in their wake.

I’ve been running from my duties as the heir to the supe kingdom to marry Cade, my intended, and create more hybrid children for centuries. I’ve been playing soldier, spy, assassin, or whatever takes me close to the action instead. My parents and my people think I just need time to sow my royal oats, but I love this too much to give it up.

Jess is trapped: in a loveless relationship, in a small village with no family to count on. Trapped in her own chronically ill body, her only escape lies within the game and with her friends—MourningStar, Quietek, and Minxy. When an unexpected heat strikes, Jess turns to her virtual friends for help. The real-life personas of her online allies come to her rescue, blurring the lines between fantasy and reality.

During the Moon run, I have never been caught. Now, I have been ensnared in his trap. As a warrior, I don’t let myself get taken down too easy. I have never been caught by anyone and I have no intention of ever allowing it to happen. This year is different. Keaton, the Delta and recluse of the pack, has decided that I’m going to be his and he’s not going to let me go. I thought he would be a suitable mate. He’s kind and passionate.

Fated: Fox and the Raven is a 45,000-word book with plenty of fluffy and steamy scenes, mpreg, low angst, no cliffhangers and a HEA as usual! It is the fifth book in the Pack of Brothers series and best listened to in order.

God of the Dead. King of the Underworld. The Unseen. The Renowned. A King without his Queen. They were at odds for what felt like months living together, and just when he finally felt they were on stable footing, she's again wrenched from his grasp. Is this their true destiny? To be torn from each other over and over again? Yet, Demeter could never count on their mental connection, one as tied to the Underworld as they are. Too powerful and too old for even Demeter to touch. Goddess of Spring: The Maiden. The Mistress. The Venerable One. The Queen without her King.

Morpheus couldn’t be trusted. He was the son of Hypnos, the god responsible for aiding Demeter, killing witches, and stealing my little sister. Morpheus had the rest of them fooled with his smug grin, sharp cheekbones, and golden eyes glinting with sex and privilege, but I saw through his cocky smirk. Hades thought Morpheus would keep me in line, prevent me from making thing worse for The Underworld in this war, but neither of them realized just how far I was wiling to go to save my sister.

Mya goes to Electric Daisy Carnival with her friends hoping not only to have the time of her life but also to take her mind of off her problems. A gnawing hunger has plagued her for months. But even though she eats, she’s growing dangerously thin, and the doctors can’t figure out what’s wrong with her. While at the carnival, she runs into Somer who tells her he’s an incubus and that she’s paranormal as well. Mya doesn’t believe him, of course. But then when he kisses her, she feels an enticing heat curl deep within her and something else that makes her change her mind.

Vale Tenebris never intended to honor the pact with the cursed Beast of a king, nor did she expect to fall so hard for the dragon shifters who saved her life. But when the ruthless Guild infiltrates the kingdom, this witch finds herself caught between impending war and the promise she never meant to keep.

It's one thing to witness a lover's tryst in the woods. It's quite another when you're an old witch, with those days of love, lust, and youthful vigor long gone. Olga the witch would give anything to be young again. To relive those times when a tingling in the loins meant more than a bladder infection. When her faithful black cat wasn't the only pussy worth stroking. But alas, the last gentleman caller she received was many winters back, and all he wanted was a soothing spell for his rash.