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The alien lord holding me prisoner is the most powerful being I've ever encountered. A winged immortal who can kill with a mere wave of his hand. He's arrogant and alien. Demanding and dangerous. Brutal, even beautiful, though I hate him too much to admit it. He hates me, too. But even though my captor despises me, he needs me. He requires a bride for political reasons, and he makes me an offer I have no choice but to accept. Marry him, play the part of his happy wife, and he'll give me the one thing I want most—my freedom.

I'm in a predicament of historic proportions. I've learned I can't inherit my grandfather's highly profitable business unless I'm married? Yes, an entirely ridiculous rule. I live with a herd of rescue cats and nary a boyfriend in sight. I'm also considered plain, sharp-tongued and overweight. And I've never, once been interested in marriage. Hence my reason for applying for a mail-order husband. The next morning I scream with fright when I find a huge, satanic-looking alien lurking on my doorstep.

Interconnected standalone steamy romances which feature star-crossed lovers who have to fight the odds in order to be together.

Two boys grow to manhood and remain best friends despite differences in race, religion, and political views. Historical fiction from early 1960s to early 1980s, the action takes place in Panama, Thailand, and America. The boys come of age in challenging times and situations, supporting each other through riots, tragedy, dating, college, grief, professional life, marriage, and children. One of them is assassinated and the other knows the truth. No one who has read the book has guessed the ending!

He tortured and picked on me when we were kids. Now I'm supposed to be his physical therapist? Cain was the biggest jerk I ever met when we were kids. Now he's the biggest and meanest hockey player for the Inci Warriors. After years of avoiding him, he's suddenly the guy who saves my...

I’m a corporate whistleblower running for my life, so I take the first job I can find off planet. Now, I’m a lowly assistant for some rich devil named Hannibal Hellstone. And when I say “devil", I mean devil. As in this guy’s skin is dark red, he has shiny black horns, sharp fangs, silver-tipped claws, and a barbed tail. This Hyrrokin is scary AF, and his eight-year-old son looks just like him.

You know that feeling—the one where you tell yourself it’s a terrible idea, but you know you’re going to do it anyway? Even though you know that this man isn’t just your father’s best friend who’s 20 years your senior…he’s your new boss.

The only thing we have in common is that we’re both tall. He wears bespoke suits; I wear flats with holes in them. He runs a big shot investment firm; I’m trying to start my own company with only bubble gum and circus peanuts. He likes to show up at my horrible dates and ruin them; I…pretended I hated when he did that but secretly was thrilled even though it was a little young adult fiction.

From Lydia Millet—“the American writer with the funniest, wisest grasp on how we fool ourselves” (Chicago Tribune)—comes an inventive new collection of short fiction. Atavists follows a group of families, couples, and loners in their collisions, confessions, and conflicts in a post-pandemic America of artificially lush lawns, beauty salons, tech-bro mansions, assisted-living facilities, big-box stores, gastropubs, college campuses, and medieval role-playing festivals.

Agent Victoria attends a lavish wedding as a guest of the best man. Everything is perfect and in place...except the groom. Family and friends aren’t sure if they should be angry or deeply concerned, until mounting evidence suggests the groom panicked and fled. But the bride and the best man don’t believe it. They convince Victoria to find the missing groom and uncover the truth. Investigations reveal people’s dirty secrets, and the guests at this wedding have many. But even Victoria doesn’t anticipate the disturbing reality she unearths.

I scented my mate and she disappeared before we could meet, leaving behind a forgotten piece of clothing. It’s driving me crazy. I’ve checked every unmated human female, asking if this mysterious red fabric is hers. Pissing off other males in the process, but what do I care? I’m on a quest to find my future bound, no matter what.

"She is a difficult creature, my tiny Kat. But I have never met with a creature I could not tame..." Kat I can't believe so many of my human friends have fallen in love with aliens. Sure, the Sea Sand warlords are strong and tall, and some might even say good-looking. I still think it's...

When a monstrous alien smashes into the deserted planet we're studying, it's with the raging force of a natural disaster. I'm not sure if he's a dragon, a god, or a man. He's massive and terrible, with scales like emeralds, glowing wings, and only one maddened eye left. In the rush to retreat from this berserk behemoth, my fellow humans leave me behind. But he doesn't. His burning eye lands on me, and it's like I'm the only thing left in the universe. When he comes for me, his body heaving with violence, I know that he will kill me.

My twin brother wants me out of the house bad enough to resort to blackmail, so I have no choice but to ride along to the beach for an old friend's wedding. Talk about getting out of a girl's comfort zone. And worse, his best friend West is coming with us. We haven’t seen each other in years, but it turns out my high school crush hasn’t gotten any less hot. Quite the opposite.

"With realistic characters, witty banter, a well-written storyline, and a bit of action thrown in, Keeping Guard will draw readers in from the first page until the last." —Harlequin Junkie Finding the future they deserve will mean leaving the past behind… Navy SEAL Noah Alba is on extended...

He sat behind me in Intergalactic High School, pulling on my braids with silver-tipped claws. Knocking my books to the ground and smoke-laughing at my dismay. He was always there, lurking around, scaring away all my possible dates.

I’m on the Omega 9 space station in the midst of a bungled prison transfer. Handcuffed to a scary, impossibly tall, satanic-looking convict. Holy hell. And I’m on the run with him because it turns out he’s breaking out of prison?

Christmas is bad enough without all the music, frantic shopping sprees, and holiday parties. So many parties… with people you couldn’t stand in high school and definitely can’t stand now. Top of the list? Patty Harrison. She made my teen years miserable and, now that we’re adults, she’s trying to get me banned from the Christmas market. Even so, I’m not going to commit literal murder.

After a teeny incident with red paint, my hometown votes that it’s done with my activist ways. Now I’m on an entirely different planet, holding a single suitcase, standing on a platform, waiting for my new alien husband to arrive in his vehicle. I bite my lip as I wait because there’s one serious problem with this whole situation. After a best forgotten, one-night stand gone wrong, I’m three months pregnant and obviously this baby won’t be his.

I don’t have time for flings. Love is out of the question. As a single mom and small-town doctor, my plate is more than full. But when Drake Kershaw, an experienced physician with a mysterious past, comes into my life, I can't resist his charm. He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met before. Drake is smart, charming, and has a heart of gold. But he’s also grumpy and hesitant to let anyone close. Like the rest of his wealthy family, he’s full of secrets. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s dangerous. I should stay away, but how can I when he works in my practice?