Desperate, she signs her life away... to the scariest alien she's ever seen. Losing her job is the last straw for Isabella. She'll be kicked out of her apartment unless she finds more work, and living on the street is a very short death sentence. But no one's hiring a woman from the bottom rung of life's ladder and even the organ-rec companies shut the door in her face. Which means she's desperate... desperate enough to sign up for the new Latharian mate program. Desperate enough not to run when the biggest, scariest alien she's ever seen walks into the office. Until he says she's his mate, then all bets are off... She can run, but she can't hide. He'll find her. And he'll claim her as his. Berrick B'Kaar has been looking for his fated mate ever since her DNA matched with his. But she's clever at hiding herself and he'd almost given up hope until he finds her in a grotty downtown recruitment office. She runs but...

Sometimes a gal's gotta do what a gal's gotta do... even if that involves big girl panties and a very sexy dragon-man. A bounty hunter with her eyes on the prize, Jenna's to-do list includes making crazy amounts of money, ice-cream and retail therapy when she's not working. It does not include sabotage by space rat, or any kind of black hole. It most certainly doesn't include crash landing on a planet in the back end of beyond where everything is out to eat her.... But, she's a big girl. She can deal. What she didn't count on was him... Left for dead on a backwater planet, he's given up on rescue. All he has left is prayers to the gods who have forsaken him. He doesn't expect the answer to those prayers to be a tiny, soft alien with curves that make his mouth water... Former favourite of a dead tyrant, Ranaar has been left out to die on a planet so far from the space lanes he...

She's a spy. He's an alien cyborg who doesn't like humans... What could go wrong? Hacker extraordinaire Raven lives in the shadows, making her living by rooting out secrets of the rich and corrupt. It's a good setup, until her boss reassigns her to spy on the Lathar. All she's got to do is break into their super-secure system and find out what they're keeping from humanity. She's going to have to go undercover working in the Latharian Mate Program to do it. There's just one problem. The very dangerous, and very sexy Risyn B'Kaar. He doesn't like humans, and he's her new boss... War Commander Risyn B'Kaar doesn't want to be on Earth, and doesn't want to be part of the mate program. But he has his orders. At least all he has to do is set the draanthing thing up, then he can leave. He certainly doesn't want a human mate of his own. No way, no how... But when the program matches him with Raven, he can't let her go. Not even when she betrays...

Sometimes the best place to hide, is in plain sight…Johnny makes a living on the strip circuits. His most popular routine? The Aries 7000. Bronzed and oiled, he pretends to be the scourge of the universe, one of the deadly and outlawed zodiac cyborgs. But Johnny isn’t really a stripper playing a cyborg... he’s a cyborg playing a stripper.Milly, a freighter captain, has had a thing for the sexy stripper for months. But when Johnny, the subject of many of her hottest fantasies, asks her out to dinner, she runs. All is not lost, however; a chance encounter yields an Aries 7000 sexbot, hers for a weekend of pleasure.It seems too good to be true. Sex with the man of her dreams without risking her heart. But Milly’s bot has some secrets…secrets that could save her life when the past returns to haunt her.NB: THIS TITLE WAS PREVIOUSLY RELEASED WITH ANOTHER PUBLISHER AND HAS NOT BEEN SUBSTANTIALLY ALTERED OR EDITED...

Sage is looking for a demon.Not just any demon, but a sex demon... and apparently paranormal club Moonlight & Magic has them in spades. But when she meets the clubs owners, twin incubi Daelas and Jaren, has part-fae Sage bitten off more than she can chew?Endless years of biddable women...The twins share everything, even their women, but nothing stirs their soul like the delicate little pixie woman who strolls into their club. Unable to read her thoughts like they can with any other woman, she is mysterious and alluring...And their soulmate?Please note: This title has been previously released with another publisher with a different title and cover.

Homeless and on the run, magical conwoman Livvy doesn't just need a break… she needs a freaking miracle.With government officials on her tail wanting to talk to her about one of any number of con's she's pulled over the years; fake fortunes, tarot readings, pretending to be a gypsy wisewoman… and out of a place to stay, Livvy is forced to take the only option left on the table. A job from the classified section of Witch Weekly. There's a town in the US needing a witch to clear out some brownies.One problem. Livvy's not a witch… she's a woman with a healthy need to be somewhere the british government can't reach her and a goddess-gifted ability in pretending to be something she's not.As soon as her feet hit the ground in Bottomslick, USA, the entire world seems intent on proving her wrong about the witch thing. First a familiar turns up, then a troll, and she can't figure out if she want's to kiss...

Dad's still preggers, the wedding planner's about to have a nervous breakdown over the seating plan and some asshat stole my dress. But, nothings going to stop me getting married…As Jynx's big day gets nearer, everything is going to plan. Kinda. Almost. Okay, not at all. Sorting out the guest list is taking more diplomacy than a terse standoff with nuclear-capable nations. Half the guests will happily each the others and that's just the hell contigent. Plus, no one actually knows the etiquette for seating God and the Devil in the same row.The seating plan is the least of Jynx's worries when the dress shop is hit and her custom made gown is stolen. Trying to track down another lands her in a car accident with a polar bear and almost struck off the Anti-christ's Christmas card list.What she doesn't expect is every bride's worst nightmare… her groom's ex turning up at the wedding. In HER dress. Forget princess of hell, in...

Behind 'enemy lines' the last thing she expects is a sexy alien warrior determined to make her his…When things screw up in diplomatic talks with the Lathar Dani Black finds herself lined up for the one thing every dyed in the wool soldier dreads… a diplomatic function. Alone on the Lathar ship without backup, she must play nice, rescue a VIP and somehow get them both back to her own ship without causing a diplomatic incident that could result in the annihilation of the human race.The problem is one sexy as hell alien warrior. Tall, silver-haired and handsome, he's her escort for the evening and makes her want things she certainly shouldn't want from an alien, no matter how sexy he is. But then a conversation goes bad, and she finds herself in an alien challenge circle fighting for her freedom. It's all going well, until her sexy alien steps into the ring…The moment he saw her, he swore he'd make the...

Alone. Ill. She'll do anything to find her kidsBoth her children taken by the Lathar and her home destroyed in the process, Amanda Kallson is at her wits end and desperate. With nothing left to tie her to Earth, she'll do anything to track down her daughters… even take an alien warriors crazy deal.It doesn't hurt that said alien warrior is tall, ripped and as handsome as hell. But Fenriis isn't the only warrior who has eyes for Amanda and while her ferocious mate is busy fighting off an outside enemy, it's one within who may steal their happily ever after before it even gets started.Small. Exquisite. He'll risk the wrath of the Emperor himself to make her his.It was supposed to be a quick in and out mission. After an attack on Earth, a planet no non-native was supposed to set foot on, Fenriis is forced to go down to the surface to make sure no enemy forces remain. But when he hears a woman crying,...

Her ideal men are long dead, but apparently it's time to get back to the land of the living. Archeologist Melody Simmons spends her days sifting through shit…fossilized werewolf shit. Since her last romance ended badly, she's been off men… the ones that haven't been dead for a couple of hundred years anyway. Close to proving that her current site is significant, she is blindsided when her cousin books her a blind date through an exclusive agency.  Knowing some battles are better left alone, she doesn't expect much… a nice meal and an overnight stay at a fancy hotel… instead, she finds her date is hotter than hades and better yet? He's a werewolf. A lean, muscled, longhaired alpha werewolf she suddenly wants to test all those theories about werewolf stamina with…He wants a woman who doesn't know who he is, he doesn't expect to find his mate. Werewolf rockstar and lead...

Earth girls might be popular...but they're definitely not easy.Sergeant Cat Moore has a little problem. Well, actually a big problem... When her base is attacked and boarded by an alien war group, she finds herself in the sights of their leader, Tarrick, a Latharian war-commander. Their captors might be ripped, hot warriors looking for that one special woman, but the women of Sentinel Five have this little thing against being slaves. Even if their leader is well on his way to stealing Cat's heart as well as her body... Because her sexy alien has a thing about making sure her every need is met and has some very inventive ways of doing so. Until she gives him a bad case of mating marks around his wrist, and all bets are off.Why? Because her sexy alien lover left one thing out when he introduced himself… Like the fact he’s a freaking alien prince…The strong, not so silent, and ruthless type,...

Slapping the most powerful werewolf in the city has consequences... Forced to attend the city's Midwinter Ball as an offering to the lord, Cyan expects a quick in and out. After all, no real werewolf would be interested in a short, plump non-shifter, would they? Certainly not Lord Veyr, the master alpha and lord of the city. He can have any woman he wants. There's no way he'd look at her twice... But he does, naming her his midwinter choice and putting a target on her back. Is she wolf enough to survive the lycan court or will it chew her up and spit her out? She's not just his woman. She's his mate. If he can convince her to stay... The most powerful alpha in the city, Veyr has held his throne against all comers for many lonely years. Tired of simpering lycan princesses, he longs for a real match... a woman who will stand up to him. Getting slapped was unexpected, but he'll do anything to keep curvy little Cyan by...