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What's got four arms, huge spikes shooting out of his spine, and is utterly insane? Oh yeah, that's right. It's the freaking alien gladiator who's fighting in the games—for me—because I'm the prize he's geared to win. How I ended up here is just as much of a mystery as is how I lost my memory. I've got no idea who I am, where I'm from, or why no other species on this diverse and chaotic planet look anything like me. But as the gladiator and I spend more time together, I'm starting to realize… yeah, he might be crazy, but so am I.

It wasn’t supposed to end like this. The guys’ enemy wasn’t supposed to gain the upper hand. But now Elliot, Rhett, and Oliver have been captured and separated by Ludo Holloway. If they make one wrong move, the consequences will be disastrous. The only thing they can do is comply with Holloway’s wishes and do their best to secretly find a way to escape. Wren barely managed to get away from Ludo’s men, and now she’s desperate to bring the guys back home. The problem is, she’s quickly realizing that she’s massively underprepared to save them.

Falling for three hitmen has changed Wren’s life in every way imaginable. She’s never felt so cared for and cherished, but she still hasn’t gotten over the fear that came with getting swept into the guys’ last job. When Elliot, Rhett, and Oliver have to leave town for a few days, Wren opts to stay home, too worried she’ll end up in danger if she goes with them. The guys take precautions to keep her safe, but they miscalculate just how desperate some of their enemies are for payback. Alone, Wren gets kidnapped by a man who only cares about one thing: avenging his brother’s death.

Katarina was only looking for one night. An evening of no-strings fun with someone who knew what they were doing and wasn't afraid of getting a little wild. One look at the gorgeous bartender with the midnight skin and waving tentacles, and she knew she needed to feel all those…appendages wrapped around her before the night was out. Lucky for her, the bartender was a woman who went after what she wanted, and oh, did she want.

Welcome back to Earth—what's left of it, that is, in Xiveri Mates book seven. This barbarian warlord romance is gritty and by far the darkest in the Xiveri Mates universe, containing multiple violent scenes—including acts by the hero against the heroine. It is a complete standalone that can be listened to at any point and, as ever, features a fighting heroine who ensnares the villain and a guaranteed HEA.

I knows things have gone ecking south when the Sky sends its full army to hunt me down. Now, I'm stranded on an adorably violent little planet with only Jerrock to rely on—and he hates me. Jerrock. Sky assassin. The Quadrants’ most renowned killer. He wasn't always, though. I remember who he used to be before and I want him to remember, too, but he wants eck all to do with me. He thinks I'm just an addict, a fool, a reaver with no instincts for self preservation. He says that reavers like me can't be trusted. He says that assassins like him can’t love.

Crash-landed on an alien planet where everything seems to want to kill me, I've got no choice but to rely on the hunter, Grizz, to help me survive, steer clear of the awful male I crashed with, and find my family missing somewhere on the island. Huge, green-skinned, with a tail, tusks, and claws, Grizz seems so hot and cold. Could it be cultural differences? Why else would he be so reluctant to help me? Or… could it be that I've unlocked a fire-breathing monster within him that wants me, not just once, but to keep?

A routine run. A wrong turn. A fever blooming under her skin. Xime didn’t mean to stray from the path. But something ancient waits beneath the moss of Tom Brown Park—something with roots and hunger and heat. Her skin itches. Her muscles throb. Something is blooming inside her. And it doesn’t want to kill her. It needs her alive. The Ruins but let it f*ck you. Kind of weird. Kind of erotic. Kind of horrifying.

Xavia had been content with her life as a bounty hunter. She had control over her own contracts, got to sleep where and with whom she wanted, and could drown in the bloodlust that was cage fighting. Even when blackouts threatened to leave her dead in a ditch, she took life for what it was; chaotic. That is, until her life is upended when the Angel of Wrath crash lands into Euhaven and destroys her city.

Vanwood is a dangerous place, even more so when you're on Kat Marquess' radar. Thankfully for me, I like a little blood with my kisses. Please be warned ya'll: This is for the V I B E S by which I mean, the S P I C E if you like it a little sapphic. Use this as a palate cleanser, a little spoonful of sugar, and hopefully you won't be disappointed.

When Mariana’s gargoyle crush Cisco kills her father, he frees her from the cycle of abuse that held her captive. Cisco urges her to flee Las Vegas before anyone can stop her. But Mari knows two things for certain: if she leaves Cisco won’t survive, and she can’t live with that. The opportunity to transform her city with the person she’s yearned for so long ignites a fiery passion she can’t resist. She decides to rule the Demon King’s criminal empire by Cisco’s side and heal the harm her father caused.

The late thirties in the Deep South were hard, unforgiving times. But for Henry, Tanner, and Edgar, things have miraculously turned around. The only catch is that if they want to keep their good fortune, they have to tend to a … pet.

I never thought coming home for Christmas would mean running into her—Hattie Anderson. The one who got away, the one I loved and lost, and the one I can’t seem to forget no matter how hard I try. Out of sight out of mind never worked when it came to her, but now we were under the same roof, I couldn’t avoid her even if I tried.