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Evil aliens plucked me from Earth and did terrible things. My alien rescuers say they want to help, but my body can’t help but shy away. But the more Coplan helps me recover, the more my mind starts to open up. He promises me that the sooner I tell him about what happened, the sooner I can go home.

My publisher thinks that the small, quiet town of Lily Valley is the perfect place to cure my writer’s block. But even she couldn’t have known about the real-life alpha hero living right across the hall.

It’s time for me to become Queen of the Pack. As a hybrid, I’m also destined to be the Faerie Queen, so I must unite the wolves and the fae, who have long been enemies. If I fail, the fae are doomed. When the Alphas from the other packs come to support me, there is only one Alpha missing - my brother. He's teamed up with my old pack and the fae royalty who say they won’t give up their power to a hybrid, and they’re ready to attack. But first, for me to believe in myself as the true Alpha, my mate Cal will need to submit to me.

He hates me...how can he be my fated mate? I know I screwed up. I want to make it up to the people that I hurt, but the best way to do that might be to stay far away and forget about them. So why can’t I stop thinking about Jury? The young dragon hates me. I heard the things he said. And yet as soon as he finds me again, I can’t keep away. I’m not about to let another man use me, no matter how much he makes my heart flutter. Jury only needs me because his inner dragon is being difficult and refusing to shift. He doesn’t really want me.

I won’t be forced into alien servitude. I’ve spent my life mucking out the houses of the rich and famous. I know what they’re really like. They think they can take whatever they want. I learned that the hard way.

I thought escaping my abusive ex was the only thing standing in between my love for Cole and his son, Noah. But with Cole intent on forming a pack and being an alpha, it spells trouble for us in more ways than one. Anti-lycan groups and pro-wolf extremists are demonstrating together to protest interspecies relationships. I’m sick of being caught in the middle and am beginning to think seriously about becoming a shifter.

Believe me, I've dated enough of them to know they never turn into Prince Charming. Wayne makes my heart race. And even though I almost screwed everything up between us, I think we have a chance at the fantasy romance I've always dreamed of. That is, if my creepy stalker ex doesn't ruin everything first.

Mav disappeared before I could ever tell him about the child I carried. I’ve had years to get over him, and I’ve tried. But the second I see him again my heart lurches and it’s like all that time evaporates. I still burn for him, even though I know it’s a bad idea. I try to remind myself about the bad things: his possessiveness, his quick temper...but he’s different now. More mature. Protective. Settled. And hiding something. Something bigger than the child we share.

I’ve been swept off my feet before, and I’ve got the bruises to show just how badly that ended. I’m not about to fall at the feet of the next man - or alien - to cross my path. Especially not when he steals me away from home and wants to use me as his broodmare. Kloran is intense and sometimes scary. A prince of his people with a duty so deeply ingrained it’s hard to see where it ends and he begins. But the glimpses of the man beneath the hardened warrior prince make me wonder if there’s something more between us.

He’s a shifter who is determined to keep me safe, but I don’t want his protection... Forest Heights was supposed to be a fresh start where I could put the past behind me. But when my ex-husband pays me an unexpected visit, my peaceful existence is torn to shreds. If a restraining order won’t keep him away, I don’t know what will. My ex isn’t my only problem. Hutch, a bear shifter with a playboy streak, has made it his personal project to keep me safe. He thinks I need his protection, and he won’t take his eyes off me.

After breaking things off with my abusive ex, I needed somewhere safe to rebuild my life, and you don’t get any safer than living with a group of protective bear shifters.

Pretending to be in love with a shifter is dangerous. My sister and I have never gotten along, but she’s adamant she wants me to attend her wedding. The worst part is she’s marrying Tony, who was my high school sweetheart. That’s where Sting comes in. He’s my date for the wedding. When he hears Bridget talking me down - like she always does - he stepped in and offered to be my “boyfriend”.

I’ve been swept off my feet before, and I’ve got the bruises to show just how badly that ended. I’m not about to fall at the feet of the next man - or alien - to cross my path. Especially not when he steals me away from home and wants to use me as his broodmare. Kloran is intense and sometimes scary. A prince of his people with a duty so deeply ingrained, it’s hard to see where it ends and he begins. But the glimpses of the man beneath the hardened warrior prince make me wonder if there’s something more between us.

The devil’s in the details, and I shouldn’t be surprised to find hell in Las Vegas. Luke doesn’t care that I can’t remember a thing about the deal we made on the night of my bachelorette party. All he cares is that I promised my love, my life, and my obedience to him for all eternity. Obedience? Not my style. I’m not looking to be owned by any man. To make matters worse, I was supposed to be marrying another. But Adam can’t stand against Luke’s strength.

The vampires are at war, and I’m caught in the middle. I thought nothing could surpass my desire for Nic’s dark, dangerous charms, but with my father dead from the fangs of our enemy, everything has changed. I’m consumed with the need to seek vengeance. Suddenly, I realize what I must do. I ask Nic to change me. He forbids it. He tells me the change must be made for the right reason. For love. And avenging my father isn’t the right reason.

Getting hitched to a fallen angel in Las Vegas wasn’t in my job description...When you work undercover for an organisation like The Covenant to protect humanity from the apocalypse, you follow orders. And that includes marrying a sinfully sexy fallen angel called Lock, who also happens to be a King of Hell. The weird thing is, Lock seems familiar to me, and he acts like we’re meant to be together. He’s also convinced The Covenant aren’t who they say they are. But can I trust a fallen angel with my life or this dangerous, seductive pull between us?

He’s no king. Ronan is supposed to deliver me to my future husband. I’m supposed to be the queen. But I can’t resist the steadfast warrior. And once I’ve surrendered to him, I can’t let him go. Marrying King Brixta will secure a better life for humans back on Earth. Sacrificing my happiness for the betterment of my people should be an honor. I never knew what it would feel like in my fated mate’s arms. And with his child growing within me, how can I accept anyone else?

Atlanta’s recklessness worsens his fears of losing her, and her struggle with accepting his help goes against his every desire to save her. How can he lay claim to her when the last thing she wants is to be owned?

Evil aliens plucked me from Earth and did terrible things. My alien rescuers say they want to help, but my body can’t help but shy away. But the more Coplan helps me recover, the more my mind starts to open up. He promises me that the sooner I tell him about what happened, the sooner I can go home. But going home means forgetting all about Coplan. The other Lunarians call him cold, but around me he’s warmth and heat and love. When he looks at me, it’s real, and I didn’t have that back on Earth where my life was carefully constructed perfection.

A fated mate is a rare gem...one I never thought I’d find. With 15 males born to a single female, women are my people’s most precious resource, one we’re in dire need of replenishing. And Earth is just the place to do it. Arranged matings are the only way we can survive, and as king I must set an example. But I never thought I’d meet her. One look at Rosa and I know she’s meant to be my queen. She’s nothing like I imagined, and more than I could ever dare wish for.