Science-fiction

From award-winning authors Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone comes an enthralling, romantic novel spanning time and space about two time-traveling rivals who fall in love and must change the past to ensure their future....

To stay in Fort Dallas's sheltering walls, Rachel needs to "befriend" a dragon and establish a mental connection with him. Drakoni male Jurik may be protective of her, and caring...but he's still a dragon, and just as lost to the madness as any of them. He can't be trusted....

Stranded human women find their protective, devoted alien mates in this binge-ready sci-fi romance collection! Three full-length stand-alone sci-fi romance stories featuring powerful aliens who will claim your heart. Each has no cliffhanger and a happily ever after guaranteed....

An Atlan warlord in hiding. In pain. In danger of succumbing to a horrible fever. Only one woman can save him. One. All he has to do is find her before he becomes a Big Bad Beast....

Atlan Warlord Velik is hanging on to sanity by a thread. His mating fever rages. His beast fights him every moment. The beast needs to hunt. To kill. To find their mate or surrender to a glorious death in battle. He volunteers for a mission so dangerous, he knows he will not return....

Eve’s mission is to rescue cyborgs from termination centers on Earth. In exchange, she and her sisters will go with them when they flee the planet....

Twenty years ago, monsters rose on earth and began a new age of civilization. One where humans live in military-controlled, cramped and dirty cities along the coasts, and the majority of the United States is known as the Wastes....

She thinks she can escape me, the little human. Ha. Let her run. There are no enemies I will not vanquish in her honor, there are no planets I will not raid in her name, and there is no question that she is, above all else, my Xiveri Mate, my queen, mine to worship…and mine to hunt....

XXIIe siècle. Ne cherchez plus l'amour : à votre majorité, la Science vous indique qui est votre âme sœur. Respecter la loi... ou écouter son...

It's been a few years since I've landed here on Icehome Beach, and as resonance after resonance dwindled the list of bachelors, I knew who I'd end up with. As soon as we got past our differences, I'd end up as R'jaal's mate.