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I'm a lowly maid for Vegas's most elusive bachelor, Triston Smith. Beautiful women line up to his next girlfriend, despite his ironclad rule: He never dates a woman for more than one month. He's so gorgeous. Strong. Confident. I'm tempted to join the queue, but I can't afford that luxury. I'm the only caregiver for my terminally ill younger brother. For his sake, I need the kind of guy who'd stick around. Be there for both of us. When my brother's chance for a transplant comes up, the surgeon refuses to perform the surgery without a down payment. Ten thousand dollars.

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Waitressing isn't a calling; it's a way to pay for my art degree. Until Killian Smith walks into the bar and turns my world upside down. It isn't that he's drop-dead gorgeous. Rich. Powerful. It's that he's unhinged. I know the dead look in his eyes. I've seen it before. And he sees me too. Every night is some twisted game of cat and mouse and he's drawing closer to catching me. Until one night when I step into a back alley and I'm a witness to a Bratva murder.

I keep waiting for things to settle down, but my to-do list just keeps getting longer and longer. I’ve got a grandma to rescue from a planet infested with carnivorous flora and fauna, a Warlock whom I desperately want to bond with, and a tribunal with the Vilaxian clan to deal with. And that’s just to start with. But the Aquilians, damn cans of tuna that they are, have waylaid us, and we need to take precious time that we don’t have to waste, seeing what they want.

Thea Fera is starting over… again. For the third time in the last year. New town. New job. She hopes to fade into the background wherever she goes so he can’t find her. Her stalker. The man who killed her alpha, Connor. Running is all she’s known for the last year—and for good reason. However, after moving to a small picturesque mountain town, she meets six alphas and a beta whose scents trigger emotions in her she’d rather stay buried. When her suppressants fail earlier than expected, she’s faced with the choice to spend her first heat with strangers.

My best friend has disappeared. Growing up in foster care, she's the only family I've got, and the person who saved me on the worst day of my life. That day is the reason I completely panic when a man even touches me. But that doesn't matter now. It's my turn to save her. The last place she was seen? A Bratva King's whorehouse. Dimitri Ivanov is the stuff of nightmares and completely untouchable. Until he comes to the temp agency where I work. He's a single dad who needs a nanny. I beg, borrow, and steal to get the job. I don't care about the danger. This is my only chance to find Cadence.

It's been five long years since we last saw one another. Five years since I threatened him with divorce papers that never materialized. Five years since, he torched my body, tortured my soul, and walked out, leaving me alone. Though I have gone on with my life with another, I will never forget how he breathed life into my body, made me cry with the faintest thrust, and brought a smile to my lips on the hardest days.

Hi, my name's Lila, and I’m an alien. I have two husbands and two fiancés. I also won two more mates in a kickass battle for supremacy, and I may have been seduced and had a crazy, sexy swim with a merman when he sang to me. Oh, and did I mention I have just hatched three beautiful but slippery kraken babies? And that was just in the first month with the Galaxy Circus. That’s enough craziness for one lifetime, right?

Ten men, a beach house, and a question to answer: Does size really matter? When my boss asks me to write an article on the age-old question of the importance of D-size, I stifle an eye-roll. This isn’t what I imagined I’d be doing after years of journalism classes. But when she presents me with the keys to an exclusive beach house, and the personal details of the ten men she’s lined up for me to interview, my eyes practically bug out of my head. It isn’t only because they’re hotter than the surface of the sun, or tall and broad enough to form a Great-Wall-of-Man.

Blood, sex, and magic… Isn’t there a song that goes something like that? Or maybe that's just what you get in a typical afternoon spent with a Vilaxian. Throw in a few loving mates, one that just so happens to have tentacles, a cyborg doctor with mad sex skills, along with a warlock hell-bent on protecting me. and you have a running episode of “Life with Lila.” With alien detainees, Celestian healers, and a mate challenge on the horizon it's going to get even crazier as I navigate my new life in the Galaxy Circus. I've said it before, but it really is out of this world.

If you had asked me two years ago where I would be, living on a space ship on the dark side of the moon, learning how to run an alien circus was not in the top one hundred. It wasn’t even in the top one million.

Lila is nobody special. She didn’t have a bad childhood despite growing up in foster homes, but there was just nothing particularly good about it either. With a boring job and only one close friend, you could say Lila is a little lost in her life. Not to mention, her romantic life is basically nonexistent. In fact, her alien erotica and her BOB are the most actions she’s seen in ages. Until now.

After the lightning attack on Iceen triggered my latent Skarrian abilities, they’ve kicked into gear big time. Not only am I a lightning cat whisperer, but I’m also a mimic. I just became the perfect compatible option for any species in the galaxy. Which is not exactly an appealing thought. If I don’t get control of my abilities, it could be dangerous not only for me but for my little ones too.

If my father finds out I’m an undercover cop, I’m a dead man. And if he finds out I’m gay, it won’t be much better. But I’m determined to take him and his corrupt MC down, even if it means working with Coop to do it. He can’t stand me - or any cop - and the feeling should be mutual. Instead, he makes me wish for things I can’t have. I’ve been undercover for so long that I’m beginning to forget who the real me is. It doesn’t matter if being around Coop helps me remember.

It’s been seven years since Nikulas’ brother walked out the door of his Seattle apartment and never came back. All he knew was that the he was on his way to meet with the leader of a neighboring vampire colony who’d been causing trouble, and neither of them have been seen since. Now, with the first lead he's had in years, Nikulas discovers that a witch went missing around the same time. Coincidence? No way. And even better, she has a sister. And that sister is hot.

Princess Bellanova has survived in the shadows for years. An exile haunted by a curse that plunged her family into a deathless sleep and left her home rotting, Nova has spent seven years trying to endure while honing her gifts—and now she will use those gifts to walk into death. For rumor has it that Luminor, the Blade of Light—the cursed weapon that felled her family—is buried in the underworld. If Nova can steal it, she might break the spell and reclaim the kingdom.

The guards arrive at my humble cottage with a ridiculous offer: Come to an exclusive and mysterious isle to compete for the hand of a royal husband. Enjoy a week of glittering balls, dancing, ostentatious wealth…and a royal hunt. All I have to do is to get rejected by a prince, and I’ll be sent home with a pot of money. My father tells me it’s dangerous. He begs me not to go. But I'd do anything for him, I could change our lives with this money.

Piers Adams never knew his parents or birthplace. All he wants from his mundane life is a better apartment and fewer working hours serving drinks at a club in Asheville, North Carolina. Sure, weirdness happens around him occasionally. Coincidences, right? He can’t possibly wish things into existence. After all, he’s only human. Maybe. It’s hard living down to a nickname like Wicked, but Prince Wycke Bertillian of the magical realm tries. He enjoys his lack of responsibilities until he’s coerced into a clandestine mission: find an evil sorceress’s hidden son in the human realm.

Ever get drunk and depressed on New Year’s Eve and order a personal trainer? Because I was so tipsy, I ordered three. When they all show up the next day, devilish smiles and looking at me with rippling muscles, sculpted abs, and tight butts, I feel even more out of shape.

Echo Adler hates Reign Davidson. He’s the reason the love of her life left her all alone and broken hearted two years ago. So it should be easy to stay away. It should be easy to not dream about his dark and mean eyes, or his cruel but sexy smirks. It should be easy to not think about the guy who ruined her happily ever after. Only it’s not. Sometimes his intense stares make her heart race, and those smirks of his make her breathless. But it needs to stop.