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At fourteen I was crowned champion of the VR Gladiator Games. By eighteen I was unloading junk at a warehouse without a penny to my name. Girls used to chase me. Now they wrinkle their noses in disgust. Life has given me a chance to make a comeback. But in this game, it's either triumph or perish!

When a sexy, mature man-of-means encounters a silver vixen, healing her broken heart might be worth more than gold. Dolores Chance. When I was falling apart, I fell in love. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. I ran away from life and ended up running into...his dog. Actually, his dog ran into me. I don’t care for dogs. Then I met the owner. Garrett Fox. When my neighbor’s sister came to visit, I promised to show her around town. I’m an investor in things, not people, not emotions. I’m not a fan of love. I’ve been burned before. Then I met Dolores.

Knowing the future isn't a blessing. It's a curse. Especially when you've seen your death. I'm going to die in the arms of someone I have never seen before. He's a person I will love, but I don't know anything about him. When TerraMates matched me with Airik, I couldn't believe it. This sexy alien could see the future, just like me. I wasn't alone anymore. I quickly found out he knows nothing about Earth or humans. I married him, but will I be safe with him?

Dave Ballard is a tool. A high-level music exec with only one thing on his mind: getting ahead by leveraging the talents of others. When a coworker talks him into going to the middle of nowhere to scout a troubled singer, Dave thinks it will be an exercise in futility. But once he sees the mysterious silver-tongued Luca Wayne on stage, he changes his tune.

This game changes every day. It learns, improves, gets smarter. In here, I'm up against not only other players, but the entire game world. What to choose? To go it alone or at the head of an army? To level up or unravel the web of intrigue? I may be an ordinary student, but in this game, I'm one of the best fighters alive. I've triumphed over champions and monsters in the past. But I'm about to face the Gods.

Consequences. Making the wrong move led to bad places. Tor should have learned the hard lesson by now, but he's a slow learner. Questioning the dragon shifter who tried to kill his brother should have been easy. Torture is Tor's specialty, but Tor finds himself eager to partake in some debauchery when he finds an eager submissive in Kelas.

Choices...Mael has made too many bad ones under the shadow of his former master. Freed of his chains, yet emptied of purpose, Mael knows he's beyond forgiveness. A single damning call from a former lover might steer him back into doing some good, even if it ends up killing him.

Havoc knew Gale never viewed him as a father figure like his brothers. He knows what Gale wants, but Havoc refuses to give in. Gale doesn't know about his bloody past or the monster he used to be. When old sins and buried ghosts begin to resurface, he expects Gale to start running, but Gale refuses to back down. If Gale continues heading down this destructive path, Havoc is afraid it isn't just his heart Gale's going to wreck. He's going to undo them both.

There's a new player in Lyon City powerful enough to shut down the city's electric lines and the job is right up Volt's alley. Volt isn't always the easiest man or wizard to deal with. The only person sane enough to put up with his bullshit is his apprentice, tabby shifter Heath Bones, but even Heath's patience is running out.

No one can hold a candle to Blaze. He's the only pyromancer in Havoc's Crew, and everyone knows Havoc's Crew is the best magic outfit in Lyon City. When an accident leaves Blaze disfigured, all he wants to do is disappear. When a wave of zombies threaten the city it's up to him and bear-shifter Levi Black to clean the mess up, but the shifter seems more interested in him than the mission.

In the game, I've become the right hand of the Goddess of Death, and in real life, a board member of a major Corporation. Sounds cool, right? Except now there's a bounty on my head, while in the game, the AI is devouring players' minds. If I don't solve this mystery soon, I'll be next. To win...

Gods entered the game world and immediately began fighting among themselves. Which one will you choose as your patroness? The Goddess of War, the Patroness of Terror, or Death herself? What a stupid question. Of course, you'll choose the one who is the most beautiful! There are plenty of tempting offers out in meatspace too. Only why does each of them reek of a trap from a mile away?