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Mazak is a weary cyborg mercenary about to settle his debt to a deadly trade lord. He is furious when one last job is demanded of him—to deliver a captive human female with an encrypted message inscribed on her arm to a dangerous space station before the message fades from her skin. It should be straightforward, but Mazak’s outdated cyborg systems are malfunctioning, making him vulnerable. To make matters worse, the female lights a fire in both of Mazak’s synthetic hearts—something he did not think possible since becoming part machine.

KRUZE: A hot alien dragonish dude seems to think I’m his mate. No way! Sure, I came to the Driegon Kingdom with the matched brides, but I was hired to take pictures. ALLOR: When an alien duke touches my hand, flames erupt up my arm. Allor says this means I’m his fated mate, but I’m here in the Driegon kingdom to work as a hair stylist. SKOAR: When I’m enlisted to play tour guide to a visiting alien dignitary of the Driegon race, the last thing I expect when we touch is for flames to shoot up my arms.

The Kruul who captured me and my sister promised me they’ll let her live if I do one thing for them: infiltrate the Zivonians’ ship and find a way to destroy it. I’d do anything to protect Maya, so I have no choice but to accept their bargain. The only problem is, the Zivonians are nothing like I expected—especially Siro, the gorgeous alien captain. And for some reason, he seems as drawn to me as I am to him. Getting close to him will give me the best chance to carry out my sabotage of the ship, but with every minute we spend together, I can feel my resolve wavering.

2097. "Il suffit d'un murmure..." disait Maestri. Un seul murmure pour réveiller un peuple endormi depuis des années. Les températures polaires, l'ajout de restrictions, les rumeurs concernant la reine, la résurgence du virus XX, et une alliance en cours, ont fini par faire basculer le Royaume dans les prémices d'une révolution. Le chaos est proche, mais le peuple, à bout de souffle. Renversement du pouvoir ou massacre annoncé ? La frontière est minime. Et tout semble ne reposer que sur un seul individu.

Une épopée fantastique et romanesque où l'on retrouve aussi de l'exotisme, de l'aventure, de l'humour. Lorsque lors d'une mission d'exploration scientifique, l'un des vaisseaux de la Confédération Intergalactique s'écrase sur un monde encore non répertorié, seuls quelques membres de l'équipage survivent au crash. Ils découvrent alors les Erians, un peuple ailé et dépourvu de technologie. Sarah est humaine et médecin de bord. Elle croise le chemin de Nixx, le chef Erian des Terres de l'Ouest.

Vivian is a cultural specialist on the United Earth fleet ship Gorison Traveler. It’s the perfect job for someone who wants to learn everything about aliens. The only problem? The commander won’t let her anywhere near the visiting Ke’ters aboard the ship. The only way she gets a peek at the lizard-like race is when her brother opens a live camera feed during a meeting—a meeting that turns tragic when the Ke’ters attack the crew. Rushing from her quarters to get help from a control center, Vivian finds the station abandoned. It’s all on her to try to rescue the crew.

In a world where emotions are sold rather than felt, two artificial humans bred to produce this precious commodity must escape their bonds and discover what it means to truly feel or be overwhelmed by the flood of new sensations this world brings, with only the glassy manufactured memories of a lighthouse to guide them.

Level-headed Terresian explorer and scientist Poseidon RA commands an expedition to Erthe where a routine genetic protocol on the indigenous population has unexpectedly triggered a staggering leap in human evolution. He quickly realizes that he's traveled 940 million miles across the solar system only to fall in love with a planet...and its exceptionally advanced native daughter and mushroom shaman, Cleatah of The Shore People.

Firebrook Castle is haunted. I never believe silly ghost stories…until I suddenly inherit the crumbling Firebrook estate. And now I’m a human bravely staying the night in an old ruin to prove that tales of ghostly Hyrrokin soldiers are just that…tall tales. And then I scream like a little girl when I discover a black-horned, satanic-looking male standing at the foot of my bed, who isn’t entirely corporeal. Each night this scary, shirtless apparition with an exquisite six-pack of abs hovers at my bedside. Is this “ghost” stalking me? And…why do I like it?

I’m the Hyrrokin High Priest of a remote monastery on the planet Salo. I spend my days in quiet contemplation, keeping my flame-throwing banked and nursing my war wounds. And I take my vows of silence and celibacy very seriously. Very. Seriously. Then one day a mouthy, gorgeous human female is dumped onto the stone steps of the main altar. And suddenly I’m tempted like never before.

A winged satanic-looking male left his baby on my doorstep. Why he chose to leave his adorable infant on the porch of a total stranger, and the only human female on Salo for miles, I’ll never know. Babies are completely foreign to me. But I do my best to feed and care for her as if she were my own. Whispered footsteps and the faint brush of feathers from something muscular and possessive silently enters my home. And then one day I fully see him—the baby’s father. My breath catches in my throat as this devil—slash—angel wraps his white wings around me.

Avery Watson moved to Denver to escape her controlling mother. Sure, it's not easy, and she has to budget every penny, but for the first time, she’s content. Then she meets Hunter Coleman. This powerful, mysterious man isn’t the sort that small, freckled, awkward women like Avery usually attract. His intense eyes follow her every move. She should be worried, but he makes her feel safe. Yet Hunter is even more dangerous than he seems...and he’s not a man at all. He’s everything Avery should fear—everything she desires. And he’ll stop at nothing to make her his lifemate.

Kara is a rare Blood Kindred female.... Unfortunately for her, she has the fangs to prove it. To Kara's dismay, it's hard to find a warrior who wants to get bitten when things get hot and heavy. She's tried dating humans too, but that doesn't work out either. So when she meets Raakshas, a Kindred warrior with dark, silver-ringed eyes who actually likes her fangs, it seems like her troubles are over. But there's a problem: Raak is half Y’lyn—a kind of demon without a soul. And without a soul, there's no hope of forming the permanent soul-bond that all Kindred have with their mates.

No one ever told me the bugpocalypse would be so lonely. I was ready when the man-eating space bugs descended from the skies. I have everything I need in my fortress: food, water, and my dog, Waffles, but I'm bored out of my gourd and lonely AF. So when a Xarc’n warrior breaks into my home, I decide to “detain” my purple intruder. Note to self: Tranquilizer darts and zip ties do not hold big, burly hunters. At all. Now I have more muscley warrior than I know what to do with pressing me up against the counter and claiming I’m his.

The scary alien hunter has his eyes on me. He’s got sharp fangs, massive claws, huge horns, and walks around in nothing more than a loincloth! Totally terrifying! So why is my body betraying me and reacting in ways it shouldn’t? With troublemakers inside the gates and deadly space bugs roaming outside, I soon realize Mal’k is the last person I should fear. Because in this crazy bugpocalypse, a hyper-protective Xarc’n warrior is the very thing I need.

My mate’s scent calls to me. I hunt it, each step taking me closer to the one thing I came to Earth to find. These silly humans think they’ve captured me. What a joke. They’ve captured nothing! I’m here for my female, and nothing can stop me. I will find her, and I will claim her. She is mine! When my mate runs right into me and begs for me to take her away, I can hardly believe my ears. Today must be my lucky day!

Siobhan’s scent calls me to claim her, but I tell her the same lie I tell everyone else: I’m not interested in a mate. I focus on her delicious creations instead, even though she’s the one I truly crave. I try to stay away, but I cannot. Everything draws me to her, and when I learn of her quest to find her sister, my mouth offers to help before my brain can stop it. I’m a failed hunter, not worthy of a mate, and every moment alone with the tempting female tests my control. She thinks of me as her protector, but if she knew the thoughts I have of her, she’d run the other way.

Anara may just be a human woman in the merciless Friren arena, but her ordinary exterior hides a deadly killer. As reigning champion, she's earned her freedom three times over, but each time she chooses to stay. After all, she's the best at what she does, and there's nothing that can replace the feeling of the audience cheering her name. Complacency can kill, though, and the Frirens have thrown out a new twist to knock her from her throne—a champion-killer to end her winning streak. In a world where it's kill or be killed, Anara's not going down without a fight.

Denise Cartwright never imagined how life-changing an android assistant could be. When she finds Codi thrown in a dumpster behind her favorite New Carnegie bar, she agrees he can stay for as long as he likes. He's ridiculously hot, smart, and great with kids. He doesn’t judge her busy lifestyle or her cluttered house. What more could a woman ask for? Awakening desires she hasn't felt in years, Codi seems too good to be true. Cybernetic programming might come in handy, sure. But love? Love is a let-down, and her son Lucas comes first.

After being kidnapped from Earth by aliens and forced into slavery by the Jekmeerans, Zori VanTeagun and her fellow Terrans have a plan to escape and make it back home. Though commandeering a Jek ship seems impossible, it may be their only hope, and they’re not giving up without a fight. Vergil Ond Hees Perd is tasked with leading a troop to conquer a new planet, and if successful, his crew will be there for a while.