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There’s no man I can trust.... I may not be locked up on a slave ship anymore, but I still bear the scars. I miss my life on Earth, but I don’t know how I can go back after what was done to me. The Rutharians took everything, and now all I’m able to see are threats. One of my rescuers, Nion, wants to protect me, but I can’t let him get close. I won’t let myself be taken again.

A delectable earthling makes me reconsider my plans. Perri is lovely. Curves, blue eyes, and ivory skin I want to taste. Her beauty makes planning to overthrow the corrupt government hard. Very hard. I terrify her. When I get close to her, she darts away. She calls me a rogue and a brute. No one can talk to me this way. I’ve only spent a single evening with the fiery female, but suddenly a wife is what I need. She’ll scream. She’ll moan. She’ll writhe beneath me. I’ll bend her to my will. I’ll show her the pleasure of submission. I’ll make Perri my queen.

Evil aliens plucked me from Earth and did terrible things. My alien rescuers say they want to help, but my body can’t help but shy away. But the more Coplan helps me recover, the more my mind starts to open up. He promises me that the sooner I tell him about what happened, the sooner I can go home. But going home means forgetting all about Coplan. The other Lunarians call him cold, but around me he’s warmth and heat and love. When he looks at me, it’s real, and I didn’t have that back on Earth where my life was carefully constructed perfection.

One minute I was on a plane with my brother, and the next I – along with every passenger – was waking up on a prison planet overseen by vicious aliens and heartless robotic guards. I need to find my brother and get us out of here, but when I encounter Tetro, I find myself wanting something else. I can’t trust the man in charge of overseeing all the terrible things happening to me, but there’s more to the alien than his brusque exterior.

Atlanta’s recklessness worsens his fears of losing her, and her struggle with accepting his help goes against his every desire to save her. How can he lay claim to her when the last thing she wants is to be owned?

From book one: A fated mate is a rare gem...one I never thought I’d find. With 15 males born to a single female, women are my people’s most precious resource, one we’re in dire need of replenishing. And Earth is just the place to do it. Arranged matings are the only way we can survive, and as king I must set an example. But I never thought I’d meet her. One look at Rosa and I know she’s meant to be my queen.

He’s no king. Ronan is supposed to deliver me to my future husband. I’m supposed to be the queen. But I can’t resist the steadfast warrior. And once I’ve surrendered to him, I can’t let him go. Marrying King Brixta will secure a better life for humans back on Earth. Sacrificing my happiness for the betterment of my people should be an honor. I never knew what it would feel like in my fated mate’s arms. And with his child growing within me, how can I accept anyone else?

Never depend on a man. Those were my mother’s words to live by, and I took them to heart. They’ve kept me going in my life as a diplomat. So far. If I’m going to survive now, an alluringly dangerous male might be my only hope. There’s nothing good for me on this godforsaken planet, except for N’Ashtar, the alien prince who makes me yearn.

What if midnight struck and suddenly you were the captive of alien masters? Would the warriors and alphas of unknown planets have bad intentions? When I was seven, I thought about becoming an astronaut and exploring space. Of course, when I imagined myself in space, I was always wearing this full body suit, floating around the moon with several hunks beside me, cheering me on. The good news: I reached space. The bad news: it wasn’t in the way I hoped. I was kidnapped. By a dildo.

I’ve never known Earth. Or freedom. Both were taken from me when I was too young to remember. But I know exactly what the latest alien scumbags to buy me have in mind, the moment I hear the word “fertile”. Desperation’s the mother of invention, and one easily seduced guard later, I’m escaping to finally live on my own terms. To find my mom, my one connection to a planet I’ll probably never see. The only person who’s ever given a damn about me.

To survive on a hellish prison planet, I’m doing favors for the most dangerous gang around. My fellow prisoners hate me for the special treatment I’m given, and I’m balanced on a knife’s edge since the Sives could turn against me at any moment...or demand more than I can give. And when a new convict joins the gang, I know I’m in trouble. How can my body yearn for one of them when I’ve seen the terrors they’re capable of?

Abducted from her father’s mansion and detained with a slave collar, Talia Monroe won’t be held back for long. She has a long history of wheeling and dealing, and someone must be ready to bargain. But when a haughty drakon prince shows up and sweeps her into his fiery embrace, the rules of the game suddenly change, and she’ll have to come up with a new strategy.

She won’t be any alien’s tame plaything...The Pax barely have time to slap a slave collar around newly minted doctor Leticia Oslo’s throat before Illswing Nevrin-Hielsrane takes her for himself. He’s brash, arrogant, and not even human, but their battles go from hateful to heated quickly enough to leave scorch marks and Leti can’t help but want more. A nameless dragon on a mission...He’s going to find water, claim the girl, and prove once and for all that he’s more than some nameless drakon screw-up.