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Warlord Tane of Atlan is a warrior, not a prince. So why is he wearing these ridiculous white pants and gold-trimmed jacket? And gods help him, why are there hundreds of females in glittering gowns, circling like vultures, expecting him to dance? The human producers of the Bachelor Beast television show thought this would be a good idea; dress up an unmated Warlord like a fairytale prince, invite hundreds of eligible human women to a “Cinderella Ball,” turn on their cameras, and record everything. And then he sees her. His mate. The only female who can tame his beast.

I’ve spent the last two decades suffering at the hands of my Enforcer. He rules my life with an iron fist, taking great pleasure in my pain. I’ll gladly suffer another two decades if it means my daughter will live a happy life away from the ISC.

They begin as rescued and rescuer, slowly growing from 12 and 16. He’s not allowed to touch her. She’s convinced he is the one. But as each day dawns on his illegal existence, Aslans’s secrets creep ever closer, the death he ran from hunts ever faster, and the darkness that he can’t get free of finally finds him. And it costs him everything.

Miranda Storme once gave her body and soul to Gavin Luciano, but he took her love and walked away without a word. Now he’s back. He may look even sexier than he did three years ago. His kisses may still burn in her memory. And his arrogance hasn’t changed since he states his intentions to reclaim her. In his bed. Still, as an established food critic who ends up in his restaurant, there’s only one thing on her mind: revenge …

Cormac of Styx Legion knows his value to his people. He is an enforcer, a weapon to be wielded. Nothing more. He is accepted but not loved. Feared but not welcomed. He is brutal, efficient and utterly alone. When he receives a coded message claiming he has been matched with an Interstellar Bride, he knows the match must be a terrible miscalculation. When his bride turns out to be an innocent young human, there is nothing he can do but protect her until the error can be corrected.

She was supposed to spend a few days wandering around with her twin sister, seeing the sights, expanding her horizons. The trip was supposed to be a much needed break from the hectic schedule she was keeping in school. She was only nineteen. She had plans. Finish college. Medical school. Husband. House. Two-point-five perfect kids and a golden retriever named Buddy. All that changed with one roar of pain. She heard him. A beast. He was out of control, locked behind an impenetrable wall, alone. Suffering the agony of mating fever.

Brooke Lowry has a mission: fly to Tahiti, pluck PR nightmare Dylan Schell out of whatever party he’s in, bring him home and clean up his image. It was her idea for Jackson Cole clothing company to sponsor the pro surfer. But the chances of saving this deal—and her career—look pretty slim when she finds the sexy party boy “shooting the curl” with two beach bunnies. Dylan is finally getting back on track, and the next big event would put him over the top…if it wasn’t being held in San Amaro, where he’d be forced to watch his best friends Matt and Corey tie the knot and move on without him.

The end is near for me, Lexianne Monarch. I can feel it in the depths of my veins while my mind prepares for the physical, emotional, and mental constraints that would do everything to prevent my King from losing this battle that is inches from being won. Enemies will rise to the surface. Allies will sacrifice anything to get me to that sacred spot that holds the very key to the valley. I’m destined to succumb to the hands of my Alpha savior, all in hopes of giving the crown of domination to the rightful owner of Demon Valley Pack.

We became famous overnight. One day, I was a twenty-four-year-old drummer slinging pizzas to make ends meet, and the next, I was a member of the most popular alternative band ever. Despite being world-famous, there was no connection in it. I'd lost touch with reality, with intimacy. I couldn't find a place to be normal. I'd lived my entire life straight-edged while watching obsession destroy my best friend. Obsession terrified me—that is until I met him.

Their authoritative presence is felt before anything else. My heart skips a beat and my blood runs cold. They’re here. The voluminous cloaks cover their bodies entirely, and their faces are mostly concealed by their hoods. Standing with their broad shoulders squared and hands tucked behind their backs, they emanate sheer masculinity and dominance.

I’m the toughest enforcer in the league. I’ve worked hard for that title, but there’s one little problem with being an overachiever: I never know when to quit. So when I sucker-punch a rival on the ice, I end up benched for the rest of the season, suspended, and traded to Colorado. Feeling guilty and wanting to make things right, I decide to visit the injured player… only to be caught off guard by a stunning woman I meet at the hospital.

I've moved to this god-forsaken small town to run the family business. I need to hire a new PA, and the pickings are slim. Some say my irrational expectations are the reason I've gone through assistants quicker than most people refill their coffee. Incompetence is my pet peeve. If that makes me irrational, so be it. Then, Georgia Reynolds walks into my office.

One signature. That’s all it took for my life to be turned upside down. Now I belong to the ISC. At least, that’s what I thought, until they shoved me into the cell of a giant, hyena-like alpha with a possessive streak and filthy sense of humor.

Thirty years ago, the world as we know it was lost. Now humans live like rats, desperate for food and safety, the wall towering before us as a mocking reminder of what happened. Some are born into privilege and wealth, and I am one of those. I spend my days trying to change the world we live in and fighting for the truth as any good scientist does. However, when I am thrust through the wall, I have to fight just to survive. Hurt, alone, and scared, I run smack into one of the very creatures we are taught to fear—a monster. But this monster is intent on protecting me, even as I fear him.

Evaline Manor was sure she'd lived the worst day of her life when she witnessed the death of her father and narrowly avoided a brutal attack. Now she's trapped in the kingdom ruled by her aunt and uncle who are desperate to keep her docile and marry her off. She's determined to utilize her combat training to escape Kembertus and flee to one of the neighboring kingdoms.

Pregnant and unbonded, I decide to take one last space cruise before settling into motherhood. When my ship crashes on a foreign planet, I think I’ve hit rock bottom...until evil scientists pull me from the wreckage. A furry alpha with golden fur, a devilish smile, and the filthiest purr saves me, and for the first time in my life, I feel seen. Wanted. Loved. Except being stranded in the wilderness is the least of our problems.

Six years ago, I made a mistake. The worst mistake I could have ever possibly made. I fell in love with the wrong person and … I told him. Ryan’s always been with me ever since I can remember. It’s been the two of us—side by side. Through every new beginning, every new "family", and every failure. Is it any wonder that the love I had for him turned into something different—something deeper? Something utterly rotten? And is it any wonder that he hates me for it now?

My new co-worker … not a fan. Well, I do like the way he looks, the way he moves, and the way his forearms flex when he rolls the sleeves of his dress shirt up. But I hate how much pleasure he takes when he makes fun of me for using a matchmaker. I’ve always gone after what I want. Why should love be any different?

Angelo never thought he’d settle down–never answer to one woman. His life was like the lineup at Sinsations. On the stage for a bit, thrown some cash to, and then out of his life forever. But what he finds in Sonya has him questioning everything he’s ever believed in. And finding things he never believed existed… Like love. Da fuq?

Cooper Pierce, single dad and chiseled by God. Blue eyes that could melt panties like Superman. My cutesy boutique is on the edge of bankruptcy. And Cooper just flew in with his red cape and meticulously carved six pack to save the day. There's one teeny tiny little catch. He needs me to play wifey for three months. And move into his daddy-warbucks mansion. So I’ll wear his fat 4.3 carat diamond ring and fall in love with his two adorable little daughters. But his fierce protective streak makes it hard to stay out of his bed.