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I thought the cocky Vandar raiders I had to work alongside were my biggest problem. That was before the deranged leader of a ruthless band of mercenaries decided I belonged to him. As a member of the underground Valox resistance, there are few things I fear. The terrifying alien outlaw who’s obsessed with me is one of them. But now my biggest problem isn’t the alien searching for me, it’s the Vandar battle chief assigned to take me to safety.

Caroline isn't a Scrooge, but the weeks leading to Christmas are not her favorite. The personal shopping department where she works is insanely busy and the clients have crazy requests. Plus, this is her first holiday being single after a bad breakup. When her last appointment of the day is a gorgeous, blue-skinned alien, she isn't too surprised. After all, everyone knows that aliens are real since a species of interstellar warriors revealed themselves and the fact that they'd been defending Earth for decades.

I volunteered to sneak onto an enemy battleship. Now I’m stranded on a prison moon with a hot Drexian pilot who can’t stand me. I had no choice. It was either volunteer for a rescue mission for the Drexians or go to prison on Earth. I know, I know. The irony isn’t lost on me. But what were the chances I’d end up on a creepy alien prison moon running for my life with a Drexian who seems annoyed that I saved him? Which is a problem since we’re stuck together on a swampy planet that’s too hot to wear much of anything.

After crash-landing on an unfamiliar desert planet, an all-female bounty hunter crew is rescued by a gorgeous, telepathic alien race of barbarians. And while the natives of the sand planet vow to help the females return to space, the barbarians can’t fight their attraction to the fascinating women. Marooned on a sand planet, injured, and separated from her crew, Captain Danica Miller is not having a good day. When she’s rescued from the desert by a huge, gold-skinned alien, she doesn’t know whether to be relieved or to panic.

The Drexian warriors are big, and gorgeous, and tasked with keeping Earth safe from violent invaders. In exchange, Earth has agreed to send a select number of women to their holographic space station, to be the warriors’ mates. Too bad, the women don’t know anything about it. Not until they’ve been abducted, at least. As hot as the Drexian warriors are, not all the abducted women want to take an alien mate. But these warriors aren’t used to being disobeyed. And they aren’t used to feisty human women. Sparks will fly.

Now that everyone on Earth knows about the Drexians - and their need for human mates - women have been falling all over themselves to volunteer. But not me.

Running away and joining my sister and her Vandar mate seemed like a great idea. Now I’m on a Vandar warbird flying far away from my home planet, but my sister is nowhere in sight. Instead, I’m trapped with the Vandar warlord they call the Deranged Raas. Raas Vassim does not tolerate stowaways or challenge. But I didn’t run away from one controlling life to end up in another. No way will I submit to his commands - even if his touch provokes feelings I’ve never experienced before. Although I fear his darkness, it also stokes a fire deep within me.

Corvak is nothing like the men on my planet. He's violent and brooding and wants nothing to do with a human female like me. But he's the only one who knows how to fight. And I refuse to be helpless when the empire comes after our planet - and it's only a matter of time until they do. I've heard the rumors about the Vandar. They travel in invisible hordes of terrifying warbirds and their menacing raiders terrorize the empire and any ship that gets in their way. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to become a warrior, even if that means convincing Corvak that I'm worthy of his attention.

It’s Christmas on the Drexian space station, and the abducted Earth women are in the mood for some holiday fun. With the help of the station’s colorful wedding planners and stylists, the tribute brides are decking the halls and jingling the bells. And when it comes to their Drexians mates, the stockings aren’t the only things that are hung. Six steamy Drexian-human couples are all eager to steal more than a few kisses under the mistletoe. And they might even get to do some merry matchmaking while they’re at it!

The only reason sexy shapeshifter Bexli would not be able to shift is unthinkable. No way is she pregnant after one stupid night with him. What Bexli knows about the silver fox alien: He’s moody, he rarely talks, and he seems to think she’s some fragile female who needs protecting. Tommel knows that he has no interest in a mate, he won’t talk about his past, and he can’t stop thinking about the beautiful Lycithian.

Brok has vowed to track down the pretty human who was snatched by space pirates, and return her to be matched with a Drexian warrior. One who isn’t battle-scarred and damaged, like him. The snag: He’s thought about nothing but the dark-haired beauty for weeks. Now he's stuck on a hedonistic, alien planet with her where the clothing is scant and the inhibitions are low. If he gets her out, can he really let her go?

When I contrive to be captured by the raiders who terrorize the galaxy, my plan is to seduce Raas Bron before I assassinate him. That’s before I lay eyes on the huge, menacing Vandar with his long, dark hair and even longer tail. Despite his size and fierce reputation, the dominant warlord is no brainless beast.

Caro thought the Dothveks, who helped them when they crash-landed on the planet, were big and brawny and intimidating. But the barbarian who kidnaps her is even scarier. He’s a disgraced Dothvek who’s been exiled from the clan for murder, and he’s been living by himself in the desert. Apparently, he thinks she’s his to take. Not if she has anything to say about it.

I was promised against my will to an imperial general...so I escaped. Right into the arms of an even more ruthless Vandar warlord. I’d thought things had been bad when I’d been ordered to marry the repulsive Zagrath general. But then I’d been captured by the empire’s most deadly enemy - the Vandar raiders. With their battle kilts and tails, the raiders are known for being fierce warriors who never take prisoners. Until now. The fear I feel when I'm taken by the menacing Vandar warlord is confirmed when I discover why he treats me like an honored guest.

When they told her she’d been abducted from Earth as a tribute bride for a badass alien warrior, Hope thought it was the craziest thing she’d ever heard. That was before she was kidnapped by space pirates. Hope didn’t buy the idea of being a tribute bride. After all, she’d never been into commitment. But when she sees the Drexian who’s come to rescue her, she’s more impressed than she wants to admit.

I’ve never forgiven myself for letting that brute drag her off my ship, and I’ve done nothing but search for his horde of warships since he let my ship go free. Everyone knows the Vandar raiders are cruel and merciless, so when my ship is attacked by another of the alien race’s warlords, I expect to be blown out of the sky. Instead, he takes me as his captive. I may be the warlord’s prize, but no way will I submit to his demands. Even if his hard body and fiery eyes ignite a desire in me like nothing have before.

Volunteering herself as tribute to the aliens was the only way Holly could ensure the safety of the rest of her bounty hunter crew. Problem is now she’s locked in the alien city and engaged to marry a guy she’s never even met. All she wanted to do was save her friends, so they could get off the sand planet. She never dreamed she’d end up as some huge alien’s mate. She’ll play along until she can find a way to escape, and then she’s gone, and he’ll be nothing but a memory. What could go wrong with this plan?

We’d heard rumors about the Vandar raiders — everyone in the galaxy had. Terrifying and ruthless, they were a scourge on the Zagrath empire and destroyed everything in their path. Few had actually laid eyes on the Vandar or the notorious warlords who led their fleets of warships — and survived to talk about it. So, when the ruthless aliens boarded our ship intent on destroying it and killing the crew, I did the only thing I could do. I gave myself to the dark and menacing warlord.

For Shreya, taking an alien for a mate was never in the cards. As one of the human women who rejected the idea of being a tribute bride to the Drexian warriors, she was just fine without a big, hulking alien. Even if they are gorgeous. But now that she’s been taken captive by one who won’t take no for an answer, it looks like she may not have a choice.

The only alien warrior True isn’t intimidated by is the one in her holodeck simulation. Not only is True a virgin, she’s barely been kissed, so the huge, hunky Drexian warriors terrify her. But the guy in her simulation doesn’t. He may be as big and built as the rest of them, but she knows he’s not real. It’s the only reason she’s not afraid to kiss him.