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Homesteading on the remote farm planet Risda III can be lonely. So when I notice that my neighbor isn't doing so well, I ask for help to give her a Christmas celebration to brighten her spirits.

Overnight, my life has changed to one of sheer survival. I wake up on a strange alien world covered in ice. I have no memories of myself, not even my name. And I've resonated to the biggest braggart on the planet. Skarr is a chest-beating alpha male gladiator with lizard genetics and an intense case of self-love. He tells everyone within hearing distance how amazing he is. Bleh.

A good protector is focused on one thing—duty. That's been my guiding mantra since I came to the hidden monster haven of Ever. My roles as protector and father come first. But I've got a secret—I'm desperately obsessed with the beautiful, kind, mischievous pixie who lives across the street. Miriam Saihem invaded my mind first, building a rock-solid friendship I've come to rely on. But my heart demands something more, someone to make it beat again. I don't want to have to choose between her or my child, responsibility or love. I'm selfish—I want them both.

While struggling to raise my little sister, I suddenly inherit a run-down B&B from a grandmother I didn't know existed. The only condition to inherit is that I marry and live with my husband for a year. One problem: I'm not dating, and the only one I want to propose to is the gargoyle I've been crushing on for months. When I explain, Goreg offers a marriage of convenience with a quickie divorce at the end. He's sweet and shy, and with his muscular frame and glorious wings, I'm kind of blown away by his offer, even if he does occasionally turn to stone and lurk on the roof.

It was one freaking kiss with a stranger. I wasn't looking for a hero the day Brent Eden charged into my life. He saw a damsel in distress facing humiliation. We played pretend. Swore I was his. Baited sweet chaos. Blew apart everything. My dating disaster? Gone. Our kiss? Electric. Divine. Toe-curling. His mistake? Oh, boy. Dropping the ultimate F-bomb: fiancée. Especially when my gossipy cousin tells the whole family.

I'm the heir to an empire, but I left the army as a broken man. A dangerous man. I should stay clear of her. She's too fragile, too broken herself - and too beautiful to resist. Worst of all: She wants me to take her. But where she seeks solace, I seek sanity. The Velvet Rooms provide our sanctuary. A place of safety, bliss and unbridled play, untainted by the clamor of reality. Here, there is no sight. There is no sound. Only skin against skin. Testing. Claiming. Our fondness for the absence of sound and light is what binds us.

Tommy is a highly skilled doctor. A teacher. A veteran. A fully-patched member of The Dixie Wardens MC. What will it take for this man to accept that he needs to make some changes in his life? Apparently, it'll take a guy in a truck, nearly plowing into him on his bike at seventy miles per hour. Oh, and a twenty-something year old nursing student witnessing the entire thing from only a few feet away.

Parker never understood the concept of Earth love until he met Ruby. Now he's head over heels for his brother's curvy wedding planner. His heart aches, his pulse throbs, and all the love songs and chick flicks of Earth suddenly make perfect sense to the sexy alien. Ruby is planning an amazing reality show wedding for her best friend, but can't help getting weak-kneed every time the groom's brother is around.

Imogen is a smart girl. A girl who doesn't always make the best decisions. Her heart is in the right place when she walks into that prison, but it doesn't take long for her to realize that her heart shouldn't have had any say so in the matter. Especially when one wrong move lands her in the arms of a scarred man that looks frightening enough to scare any sane woman away.

Winston Constantine is no prince charming...but I crave him so badly I think I might be losing my mind. He's right in front of me, but he’s just as remote as my dreams of getting away from my stepbrothers. I keep playing his twisted games, and I want to stay just as distant as he is. But I can’t. I never could. I’ve fallen for him. Hopelessly. Irrevocably. But Winston isn’t a lover; he’s a business venture, a way for me to pay for college. A ticket out. He’s never pretended to be anything other than that. I can’t blame him for making me fall in love.

I’m the newest patched member of the motorcycle club and I want to prove myself. Do something good for the club. But when I set eyes on Marisol, things change. Now all I want is her. In my bed all night long. First, I’ll have to deal with the cartel punk she’s been hangin’ with. The jerk has ideas above his pay grade, starting with her. But I’ll finish him. And have Marisol back in my arms in no time. Should be as easy as pumpkin pie. Making the ladies holler for more and fighting the MC war is what me and the club does best. It’s a hell of a way to spend the holidays.

Going undercover at a mass wedding as a bartered bride, Morrigan Blake has every intention of getting off the barbaric planet just as soon as it's over. Or, more correctly, just as soon as she captures footage of the mysterious princes rumored to be in attendance. After a euphoric night, Morrigan discovers her spaceship left without her, and Ualan of Draig is claiming she's his wife. It's not exactly the story this reporter had in mind.

The happy-ever-after I'm seeking seems farther away than ever. Nathan refuses to accept my other mates and the secret I'm keeping may destroy any possible future between the five of us. Even worse, Tasha's arrival puts us all in grave danger. No one takes what is hers and lives. Our only chance for survival is to defeat the psychotic Alpha female. But how can we kill an immortal?

It had to be said that I didn't much care for the Devil. Especially when he tried to use me to control the Beast. But this was his mistake. As such, I had been granted early release, and as for the Beast… he was not happy. So now Hell had a problem. A big one. One named Abaddon who was currently tearing Hell apart trying to find me. Which meant I now had a choice to make. Let the Beast destroy all the realms or find myself a date.

When I came back to Charleston, I intended to take back my future and my one true love, Asa Calhoun. Life had different plans for me. As I try to move forward in my life, years of memories and passion between us refuse to stay buried in the past, leading me back to Asa. But many things changed me over the past six years, including both love and betrayal. If I don't face these truths, I might lose myself, and Asa, forever.

If I don't find a date for my grandmother's weekend birthday bash, my mother plans to set me up with the relative of a friend who has to be ninety. No thanks. On the spur of the moment, I ask the town's orc blacksmith I've been crushing on for months to go with me. Gunner agrees, and before I know it, we're sneaking away from Grannie's bash to steal a few kisses. Finally, I'm getting to know this sweet, shy blacksmith I'd do almost anything to date for real. After Grannie's weekend event ends, I figure I'll go back to admiring Gunner from afar. But it turns out he's no longer faking.

It's never been the right time for my mates and me. They had their dream of running a coffee shop in Ever, and I had mine climbing the career ladder at monster headquarters. Ambition has kept us apart for centuries. When a work assignment brings me to their haven, proximity reinforces how much we long to complete our bond and remain together permanently. I come up with a radical idea to pitch to monster headquarters, an idea that'll solve not only my long-distance relationship problem, but the same problem for thousands of other monsters.

Five years ago, an alien saved me from a cruel master. He rescued me and I fell in love instantly, only for him to turn around and dump me on Risda III. I both love and hate him for that choice. I've moved on and created a life for myself on this strange alien planet amongst the other refugee humans. I create things for them out of scrap, things from home, things that humans want, and aliens don't understand. I'm happy enough. But then the alien I can't forget . . . returns.

My hunky orc neighbor, Vrok, who I'd love to get to know better, keeps ignoring me. But when he overhears me reading the draft of my steamy romance novel out loud, he tells me he has ideas to make the male point of view better. Yeah, sure. One thing leads to another, and soon, we're not only working on dialogue, but we're also acting out some of the hotter scenes.

With thirty-six looming on my horizon, I'm determined to have a child. I don't need romance. I don't need love. And I definitely don't need a happily ever after. When my friend talks me into attending an elf ball at an estate in Monsterville, promising I'll find a guy there who'll give me what I'm seeking, I agree to go with her. I'm barely there when I fall into the arms of the most gorgeous elf I've ever seen, Tylik. He's the LOTR elf of my dreams, so it's a good thing I've sworn off romance. Tylik needs someone to teach him how to fit in with human society. I need a bundle of joy.