Shunned by most species and abandoned by their warlock fathers, necromancers are marginalized, feared, and reclusive. Erasmus Boone is different. His warlock father chose love instead of abandonment. Unusually powerful and talented, Boone embraced his necromantic abilities and managed to carve out an existence within a world that would rather he not exist at all.

It's all a matter of opinion, but Carter's day is going pretty badly. He's an engineer captured by bug aliens, now depending on his large, muscled, naked cage mates for food and warmth. They seem sentient, so that's good. But they're also handsy. Which is...complicated. The military isn't looking for him. Slaves taken by the bug race never come back. Yet, Carter is very much alive, and if he wants to stay that way, he'll need to trust Pykh and Siel, two affectionate aliens with claws, teeth, and size.

Caden hasn’t believed in fated mates since he was a cub. He figures it’s more of a fairytale that shifter parents tell their kids than the reality of what passes for mates in some of the packs he’s seen. But then he comes face-to-face with a human man who smells like orange blossoms and radiates authority and safety.

Of all the people who could have seen me when I was at my most vulnerable, it had to be him. Caleb. My stepbrother and the golden child of our messed up blended family. We barely know each other, but for some reason, he takes care of me when an incident at the club leaves me helpless and alone. He hates me as much as I hate him, but something about his bossy attitude and unflappable calm soothes me. I don't want to want him, but no one has ever made me feel the way he does.

Chase is crazy busy behind the scenes at the fraternity get-together, so when an alumnus comes in, he just notes a hot man in his vicinity and goes right back to work. When Ronan gets hurt and Chase feeds him, Chase's reaction opens up a whole new world of possibilities. Ones that Ronan wants to explore. Is Chase compatible with vampires? Or could he possibly be something more?

Seven monsters, one curse, and a woman whose touch ignites more than just magic. I’ve never been great with people—extreme agoraphobia, and social anxiety tends to do that to a girl. But everything changed the day I popped a questionable migraine pill and woke up in a world of magic, danger, and gorgeous monsters who are all obsessed with me. Things were going pretty well for me in this new world until a sinister secret forced me out of my cushy bedchambers. Now, I must embark on a quest to save myself and the kingdom.

From battle-hardened warriors to brilliant scientists, these alien males will stop at nothing to claim and protect their fated mates. As war rages across a dangerous planet teeming with lethal flora and fauna, passion ignites between species. Witness the sizzling chemistry as stubborn humans and possessive aliens clash, resist, and ultimately surrender to a love that defies galaxies.

Crown Prince Silvyr Quilen is the family disappointment. His father, High King Keryth Quilen of Athowen, wanted a son to follow in his image of an elven warlord who rules with no regard for those around him and will do anything to maintain his power. However, the king finds Silvyr's desire to spend his days in the flowers and libraries to be pathetic and useless. Despite that, Silvyr strives to receive his father's approval.

She’s hunted. He’s feared. Together, they’ll ignite a war the Syndicate won’t survive. Vala Rho didn’t set out to become the most wanted bounty in the galaxy—she just wanted to disappear. After her crew was slaughtered in a Syndicate raid, Vala went underground, hiding behind forged identities and stolen ships, one step ahead of the hunters on her trail. But the Syndicate doesn’t forgive, and they don’t forget. Especially when you steal from them. Rogan, an exiled Azhari warlord, knows better than to get tangled up with a human fugitive. But from the moment Vala crashes into...

I did something stupid. Something needlessly, hopelessly stupid, and now my past is catching up with me. I knew when I saw that cash, I should have left it alone, but I needed it. And doesn’t the world owe me a little bit of luck? A little reprieve from the constant BS? Sorry. I can’t help but to rant about my situation because the truth is that I am royally screwed. You see, I stole money from the mob. One stupid decision made in the heat of the moment, and now I’m running for my life.

Detective Quinn Hughes doesn't have many regrets in life, but Sebastian Devlin is the biggest. As a cop and a defense lawyer, the deck was stacked against them to start with, but Quinn was the one who left a burning inferno behind him. Missing his chance with ex-Special Forces Commando Peyton Sinclair is a close second on his regrets list, but Quinn isn't going to ruin the happiness Peyton has found with fellow police officer Will McMahon for anything—not even a chance at his own happiness.

Sometimes being a crown prince was incredible, and sometimes you were just royally screwed. The Fenrir shifters had ruled Cadmeera successfully for thousands of years and Crown Prince Raz'mar Kinsharae was determined his reign would be as successful as his father’s. Unfortunately, no king could be crowned without bonding with an omega consort, an ancient magical ritual that had to take place first, and so far none of the omegas put forward were his bond mate.

All I could do was run away or I would never be free… But I didn’t know running away could mean life or death. Due to my now ex, I had to board a ship that would take me somewhere. Supposedly it was suitable for humans, but I found myself getting sicker. When I thought I would die, he found me and saved me. Helioxus, a grand warrior general who has been without a mate due to one of his broken horns. I didn’t know he was saving me by giving me his essence. All I knew was that I continued to crave him. But it could all come crumbling to pieces when there are a few who would rather see me gone.

I'm stuck in an uptown lobby while my dreams of making it as a model in New York hang by a single thread. Meanwhile, Olivier Arnaud lives his best life as a useless socialite, flaunting his wealth, his looks, and his privilege. His gaze taunts, and his nightly, condescending smirks burrow deep beneath my skin where I simmer with bitterness and hate. The day he asks me to deliver his mail directly to his twelfth-floor penthouse, he makes it personal, and the thread snaps—violently. With my hand around his neck, I feel alive for the first time in months.

Some ghosts refuse to stay buried. Some blood refuses to be forgotten. Vala Rho thought escaping her captor would be the end of her nightmare. She was wrong—it was only the beginning. With the Syndicate's target on her back burning brighter each day, Vala has one mission: find her long-lost brother Elian and complete the family she's only beginning to discover. At her side stands Rogan, the last Azhari warlord, whose fierce protection masks a hunger neither of them dare name. Their search takes them beyond charted space, where old debts are paid in blood and the past refuses to die ...

Step into the sterile confines of The Collective: a near-future dystopian society in which scientists have unlocked the secrets to long life. The pinnacle of perfection, Ethereals are the best humanity has to offer and so much more. However, only the wealthy may attain the status of Ethereal through costly genetic enhancements, creating a stark divide between unmodified humans, heavily indoctrinated Reapers, and their Ethereal counterparts. Three worlds collide when one woman dares defy her predestined role in society.

One minute, I'm working as a cook, the next, I've been abducted by robocops and sent to a distant planet where I'm attacked by a ferocious beast. Then a seven-foot-tall, blue-skinned alien rescues me with crystal spears slashing. He cuddles me in his arms, and I feel safe for the first time since fleeing my stalker ex. Until he tosses me over his shoulder and takes me back to his clan where he announces I'm his new bride. I'm determined to return home, but there's something about Aizor I can't resist. Am I falling for this musclebound alien with a killer smile?

When the aliens welcome them with open arms—and tentacles—Levi is wary. No strangers are that nice. Especially not seven-foot-tall teal dudes with more "feelers" than you can shake a stick at. But Levi's suspicion fades when the smoldering alien Zat'tor takes an unusual interest in him. He never got this much attention back on his own planet, and no human man ever made his heart flutter the way Zat'tor does. Amid their budding relationship, Levi discovers the shock of his life. Can he ever return to Earth? But more importantly, does he even want to?

Now, the story picks up months after the end of The Undead Detective Agency, and my crew is dealing with the aftermath of...well, you know what. So, of course, I, the loving, amazing boss that I am, decided that it was time for a vacation—a fun duck-related vacation. And after hinting at resorting to possible friendnapping, I got my way!

The rundown human worldship is a bleak place, but it's my home, and it's where all the people I care about live. My mother, my sister, my students, and my sweet fiancé, Nathan. I never imagined I'd be forced to leave...forced to become the mate of a barbaric Darrvason admiral.