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I have a reputation for being the most chaotic bounty hunter in the universe. What they don't know? My private life is just as messy. I've got a sweet, innocent cloned human woman who wants to be my lover . . . and a grumpy cyborg paramour who might be jealous that he's not the center of attention. The solution? A triad. Can three very different people love and work together all on the same small spaceship? We're about to find out.

I live for danger. For excitement. For adventure. When I end up in an escape pod with Alice, though, my world changes. She's human. Vulnerable. She does NOT love danger, or excitement. But her mind is clever, her retorts sharp, and her smile brings me to my knees. I want nothing more than to keep her safe...and keep her at my side. What does one danger-loving corsair do when he's stranded with a beautiful human female on a jungle planet? I'm about to find out.

R'jaal has waited many turns of the seasons for his khui to resonate, only to be disappointed time and time again. But when he is taken captive by strange beings hiding in the very tunnels of the fruit caves, he wakes up to find himself in a strange underground cage. Also in the cage? A very pretty unfamiliar human female. She says her name is Rosalind. She makes his khui sing. It's finally his time. There's a big problem, though—Rosalind has no khui of her own. And if she doesn't get one soon, she could die.

Marlene's not like the other humans. They weep while she smiles. They look at us with fear, while she entices me with a come-hither look. I...have no idea why such a bold female resonated to a male like me. I am the most reticent of all the sa-khui tribe, a hunter that never expected to have a family of my own. But resonance chooses, and it has chosen her for me. And Marlene is quite determined to seduce me...and who can say no to such a woman? 

It's hard being the most popular girl on the ice planet. The alien men are falling all over themselves to impress me in the hopes that I'll take them to my furs. But they don't know my secrets - none of them do. And they don't realize that behind my smile, I just wish they'd go away. I don't want any of them. I want someone else - someone with a gorgeous blue body, big horns, and the most intense gaze ever. He's the only one that knows the truth. Maybe with him, I can work through my fears of the past...but I'm pretty sure he wants more than just friendship.

When the clone pods were abandoned on the ice planet, two of them opened before the others. Corvak, a gladiator and a splice, ran into the snows. He carried Aidy, a confused human woman. They're on the run, determined not to get caught. Aidy has no idea what's going on or why she's been dumped in the icy mountains. Corvak, however, is convinced this is all one big gladiator game, and one he's determined to win. To do that, they'll have to avoid all the others and survive by any means possible. Why do they need this parasite anyhow . . . and why do their chests keep humming?

The crew of the pirate ship, the Lovesick Fool, are worried about their navigator, Sentorr. He's obsessed with working, spending all his time on the bridge. It's not work the big blue alien is truly obsessed with, though. It's a female. Sentorr's convinced that Zoey, a female navigator on another pirate ship, is his mate. She won't show him her face, though, or agree to meet him. She's happy to have steamy, late-night conversations with him over comm channels, though.  

Overnight, my life has changed to one of sheer survival. I wake up on a strange alien world covered in ice. I have no memories of myself, not even my name. And I've resonated to the biggest braggart on the planet. Skarr is a chest-beating alpha male gladiator with lizard genetics and an intense case of self-love. He tells everyone within hearing distance how amazing he is. Bleh.

For seasons, I have waited for her - my perfect mate. In a tribe full of happy couples, I am alone. But I am not content to remain this way. There are no eligible unmated females left, so I will do whatever it takes to bring females back to our tribe, even if it means doing something wrong. Even if it means I must purchase my mate on the intergalactic black market. I will do anything to possess her, to claim her as my own.

Someone is illegally stealing humans from their home world and cloning them. For months, we've been hunting this ring of criminals and the end is in sight. I'm separating from my brothers and taking my ship to track down the bad guys. One small problem—Helen insists upon joining me on this dangerous mission. Helen herself is a clone, created to be an object of beauty. She's not safe if she goes with me, as her kind are coveted all across the universe. But she's not interested in staying safe. She's interested in staying at my side . . . and tempting me to kiss her.

As the first humans allowed in Suevan space, there’s a lot riding on my all-woman team. Earth desperately needs their tech, and I’m determined to prove we can negotiate the price. Without their planetary defense systems, Earth is a sitting duck, ripe for invasion. Except the Suevan culture is nothing like ours. When I take part in what I think is a welcoming ceremony, I leave with more than I bargained for: a husband. A mate. Apparently, we’re there to marry them as payment—something the top brass on Earth doesn’t bother denying. Fantastic.

Nora says she's happy. Dagesh isn't so sure. He loves his pretty human mate and wants nothing more than to bring a smile to her face . . . so she'll go running into his arms. When he asks the tribe what she's missing, someone suggests a wedding. All right, then. He'll throw the best barbarian wedding ever.

As a pirate, I tend to hang out with unsavory outcasts at the edges of the known universe. I'm used to running into thieves, assassins, and fugitives. It shouldn't surprise me to see a forbidden human female for sale in the tunnels of the space station, but I hate it. When I see she's near death, I have to act. I buy her. She spits in my face. It's love at first sight. At least, it's love at first sight on my end. I know it can never be, though, because I'm an ugly beast of an alien to her. The enemy.

Everyone knows Megan and Cashol hit it off the moment they resonated...didn't they? But when Josie goes into labor, an offhand comment makes Megan point out to her friend that no, things weren't always so smooth. Just because resonance is immediate doesn't mean it's immediately perfect. But also...just because it's an instant bond doesn't mean it's wrong. Sometimes it's very, very right.

Would you make a deal to dominate the werewolf at full moon? Maurice is a lone wolf. Rejected, half-feral at full moon. Unable to control himself when he goes into heat. That's not what scares me. Even as a beast, he's a very good boy. All that need gets channeled into pleasing me. You see, we've met before: one night a year ago when I ran from the way he looked at me as if I was his whole world. As if he was mine. He can't be mine. Because if he was, he'd be in danger too.

The huge alien prince claims I’m his wife—but I’ve never been a good little princess. I’m not about to start now. Stuck in a hot jungle with an even hotter alien is not how I imagined my diplomatic mission going. To make things worse, every conversation is an exercise in survivor charades. I’ve always prided myself on never needing a man, but this planet seems determined to prove I can't live without the massive alien stuck to my side.

When I'm rescued by space pirates, they tell me I'm safe. I'm told I can be myself again, get as angry as I want, laugh and cry and scream all I need. I don't believe them, of course. I certainly don't believe Alyvos, the "muscle" of the pirate ship. Everyone says he likes nothing more than a good fight, but to me, he's kind and protective. How can I fear someone who holds me tenderly through the night and has fuzzy skin? But my pirate wants more from me than I'm ready to give. He wants my fiery spirit...and I'm not sure it's there anymore.  

I never thought I’d be tricked into an arranged marriage with an alien warlord. Still, it’s been easy enough to keep my former gladiator husband at arm’s length. But once my translator starts working, the hulking himbo decides he’s tired of waiting and freaking kidnaps me. I wake up in a picturesque seaside village, and the big lug is only too happy to inform me that it’s all part of his plan to give us time to fall in love. Strangely enough, it turns out he was listening when I told him I loved historical mysteries.

I am the only one excited—okay, delighted—at finding myself married to a hulking, alien warlord. I’ve always been into scales and tails, and this big green beefcake is right up my alley. Except, he’s not into me. But I want my fun, and that’s the very least I can get out of this arranged marriage. I’m determined to get my way, and I’m sick of being ignored.

"Having the Barbarian's Baby": Megan's ready to give birth, but she's not ready to let her mate leave her side. When Cashol must go hunting to feed the tribe, they're separated for the first time since resonance. Not a problem, except the baby's ready to be born and there's a storm brewing...