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Orphaned and raising my little brother on an alien planet had never been part of my life plan. Yet, here I am. Experience has taught me not to rely on or trust anyone, especially men. So when one of the native alien warriors rushes in to "protect me" from a guy in our human settlement, my response is anger. Soon after though, circumstances force me to move to the Tavikhi village. As I find myself spending more time around Rojtar, I begin to realize he might be the one man I can trust.

Betrayed by someone I thought I could trust. Disowned by parents who never loved me anyway. Which means I have nowhere to go except to another planet. To my surprise, this new life on Tavikh is almost better than my previous one. Towering lavender aliens with long, golden-blond hair, muscles for days, and tails that put naughty, wicked thoughts in my head. So what if the village is a little primitive and I'm struggling to find my place? But then some a-hole aliens from another tribe decide they need women and the next thing I know I'm slung belly-down over some mutant camel-lion-thing.

Relentlessly focused on his philanthropic enterprises, Trevor Lawton avoids relationships at all costs. Until he meets her. Now he's upping the stakes, risking it all to possess the beautiful, innocent submissive. The uncompromising Dominant terrifies Shelby just as much as he fascinates her. She'd be crazy to agree to his outrageous demands. But she's as trapped as he is, ensnared by the searing promise of love in the billionaire's dark eyes.

I've built a new life on the planet Tavikh, spending every day seeking penance. And despite witnessing three of my new-found friends find their fated mate, I don't dare hope to find mine. Not when there's a chance someone from Earth will arrive to take me back to face the consequences for what I did. But when a gravely wounded warrior is brought into the healer's tent, a single touch from me triggers his mating marks to appear. Maybe my punishment isn't having to return to my planet, but rather being given a mate only for him to be taken from me.

With the protection of a brand new identity, I flee Earth on a ship bound for a planet light years away from the death that awaits me if I remain here. Months later, life on Tavikh is good. As long as I avoid the attention of the massive Tavikhi warriors—the alien race native to this planet. Two of my best friends may have found their mates amongst them, but the men—males—terrify me. Especially the largest, grumpiest warrior in the village.

Kayla: My infatuation with Ezra Johnson started how all obsessions begin - with a simple crush. Over the years I silently soaked up every shy smile and random act of kindness, wrestling them away to a secret place in my heart meant for unrequited love. Because if it wasn't for the fact that I tutor him once a week, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't even know I exist. Then I find his sketchbook. And it changes everything. Ezra: There are two certainties in my life: I've been in love with Kayla Reynolds since I was 14, and I can't have her.

This was not how my wedding was supposed to happen. I should've been wearing a designer tuxedo, not a tuxedo t-shirt. The wedding should've been in a church with family and friends, not in a 1960's style chapel with Elvis as the officiant. It's nothing I ever imagined. Except the girl. She's the only thing about this accidental marriage that is exactly right.

When my best friend asks me to test his new dating app, I'm not sure it's a good idea. After all, I'm moving out of the country in six months. What's the point? But he insists it's just to help him out, so I give it a shot. Plus, the mystery of it is kind of fun. There are no photos until you've been talking for thirty days, so it's all about the connection. What I didn't expect was to immediately hit it off with a bookish charmer on the app at the same time as someone pretty similar in real life. Two women? Why couldn't this happen when I wasn't about to leave?

Life has sure kicked me in the teeth. After I'm arrested for stealing, I'm given two choices: prison or get shipped to the human settlement on the planet Tavikh. Since orange isn't my color, I guess off-planet it is. Except when our ship lands we're attacked by vicious aliens. Just as I swear I'm about to die, a towering alien with long, flowing golden hair and muscles rippling beneath gorgeous purple skin saves me. When the battle is over and the good guys seem to have won, my savior tells me I'm his fated mate. I hate to break it to him, but I don't believe in fate.

When I was a child I thought I'd marry my best friend. Our relationship flirted on the edge of becoming something more for years. That was before I accidentally married his older brother. One forgotten night in Vegas changed the course of my life. Ours is a marriage of inconvenience. Stryker Lawson is older, constantly grumpy, and my new boss. He's also my every fantasy made flesh, but I won't be ruled by my emotions. No matter how hard I try to push him away, he won't give up on the idea of us. Neither will his brother.

When the handsome customer who comes in for a soy latte every morning stops coming in, Jay isn't too worried. Not until he sees the man's picture on the evening news. Can Doug figure out what happened to Mr. Soy Latte?

I'm a 21-year-old virgin, and I'm enamored with Lorenzo Barca. He's an arrogant, unapologetic, sexy-as-sin, Italian race-car driver who always gets what he wants. And he wants me underneath him. Or, at the very least, in the passenger seat of his Maserati. Unrelenting, Lorenzo crushes my excuses to remain detached from everything he makes me feel. Instead, I fall in love - in a passionate, intense, bold kind of way. Lorenzo ruins it by discovering a secret that leads us down a dark, twisted, and dangerous path.

Anderson Bexley was the love of my life . . . or so I thought. For years, I convinced myself that one day he would see me as more than the bubbly activities director at his family's campground. Sure, he was ten years older. Deeply tortured. And far too devoted to the family business to make time for his own happiness. But none of that mattered. Especially after one blissful night when he was all mine. I thought our forever had finally begun, but he broke my heart instead.

Natalie West and Toby Cooper were best friends growing up, on and off the ice. But when Toby's hockey career took off, their friendship was left behind. Now Natalie has a crazy plan to land her crush—Toby's biggest rival—and she needs Toby's help to pull it off. When Nat asks Toby to be her fake boyfriend, he can't say no. Not when it means getting his best friend back. But Natalie is all grown up now, and spending time with her—even when it's just playing hockey together—stirs up a lot of feelings, old and new.

I hate Simon Banks. I also hate tequila. The first makes my blood boil with his devilish smirk and giant . . . ego. The second makes me do questionable things. Specifically, with Simon. Fine. Whatever. It's a blip on my radar. Even though I can't stop thinking about memories of our night . . . or his hands . . . and that mouth. But I have more important things to do—like finally opening my dream restaurant in the small town of Rolling Hills. There's just one problem—he lives here.

When Spencer agreed to help take down the leader of a Portland crime family, he didn't realize he'd end the night with the bloodied body of an unknowing accomplice in his arms. His initial interest in Dylan was purely physical, but when Dylan stepped in front of Topher's gun and saved Spencer, the lust quickly turned into something more. Something he wasn't sure he'd ever find in the fast-paced dot com world he was from. For mature listeners.

When an explosive event brings Hudson and Beverly together, the instant attraction between them cannot be ignored. As the two grow closer and share secrets, they help each other heal from the shackles of their pasts. But true happiness eludes them when they are forced to go their separate ways, until Beverly returns with an admission that will rock the very fabric of Hudson's world.

A sexy rockstar walking into your hotel room sounds like a dream come true. When you're in the middle of some serious self-pleasure like I was, it's a freaking nightmare. It gets worse. What I thought was my room...was actually his. I'd just given last year's hottest new talent a performance worthy of my own Grammy. Now everyone is talking about the girl who got her rocks off in Brix Wilson's hotel room. Nobody knows I'm that girl and it's going to stay that way. It's not like I'm going to run into him again, right? Wrong.

Vodka should come with a warning: mixing with karaoke will make you do stupid shit, like sing that song you wrote when you were 14 about the boy who broke your heart. At least he didn't see it. Oh wait. He did. I should've just stayed home. The only reason I came was to stop Lily from doing something stupid, like crash her ex-boyfriend's wedding. When I open my hotel room door to find Adam standing there, that sexy smirk tells me he's hasn't changed. He's still the same arrogant asshole who made my childhood hell.  

A woman, her cat, and a murder. Who will crack the case? Sheila and her amateur sleuth friends or Whiskers and his animal friends?" Paradise Cove is, well, paradise. Pretty cottages line the quiet beach where waves wash gently onto sugar-white sand. Sunsets paint the sky each evening and gentle sea breezes blow across the dunes into the quaint downtown. Whiskers wears a shiny police badge on his pet collar, and he earned it, but when he tries to tell humans what he’s uncovered in his investigations they think he wants food or a belly rub.