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It is a simple job. Sneak aboard a pirate spaceship and steal a precious artifact from the brooding, too-hot captain, Matis. Before I know it, I'll be on my way back to Earth with enough credits to cure my mom's sickness. Is it my fault I accidentally stab him? Instead of making me walk the interstellar plank, he makes me serve as his cabin boy. Good thing he doesn't realize I'm not a boy. His snarly outside hides a squishy center, but someone's out to kill him, and who needs to get tangled up in that? Then we're trapped on a rogue space station with alien pirates trying to kill us.

Small town, big dreams, a nightmare I never expected. I grew up with stars in my eyes and dreams beating a soft staccato in my heart. Career, marriage, then family. I knew what I wanted. How I wanted it. I never expected him. Mason Miller. Charming, arrogant, sadistic. He ruined everything. He ruined me

Wrongfully convicted of murder and sentenced to hard labor on an alien prison planet, I think my life is over. Until my rescue comes in the form of my older brother's best friend, Shaede—a blue-skinned alien who broke my heart years ago. But he gets caught too, and before you know it, we're handcuffed together and locked in a cell with only one bunk.

When the elderly duchess I cared for dies, her slimy son—my ex—tells me he wants me back. Um, no. I flee, and at the Intergalactic Employment Agency, I'm offered a job teaching an alien warlord sophistication so he can woo a mate at the upcoming Match-Mating Soiree. If anyone can domesticate a brute, it's me. In between teaching Forje how to converse politely and dance without crushing his partner's tail, he shares his battle scars and unusual poetry.

George thought he’d finally escaped Shawna by picking up an easy bartending gig in Bocas del Toro, Panama. With an extra 400 dollars per month to edit an online love column keeping him afloat, he spends his days swimming and drinking beers with his roommate PJ. Does the occasional female tourist ever sleep over? Sure. But that’s nothing compared to PJ’s scorecard. PJ should be registered with the center for disease control. Warm water, cold beers, and no Shawna - life couldn’t be better on the island. Until George takes a little road trip to Colombia.

After watching my cousins and siblings fall in love, I’m happily avoiding that insanity. No longer on active duty, I’m thrilled to get a job with NCIS in Hawaii. Better yet, my cousin and his wife have their rental house open for me. Only problem is Lalani.

She’s booked every weekend, and her name is quickly becoming well known in the area. So it comes as a shock when her booking agent slowly stops calling her. That is, until she runs into the musician who’s been stealing her gigs. She can’t deny he has a voice to die for and the body of a god, but neither helps the fact that his personality is pure poison. Their exchanges never fail to boil her blood, but it’s a game she starts to look forward to, and she’s determined not to back down first.

A pioneer in the field of criminal xenoarchaeology, Aphra recognises no law, has no fear and possesses no impulse control. To her, the true worth of the galactic relics she discovers isn’t found in a museum, but in an arsenal. This viewpoint has led to a lot of misunderstandings. After her latest plan goes horribly wrong, her criminal past is on the verge of catching up to her, when suddenly Darth Vader, terror of the galaxy, swoops in with his lightsaber ignited and...saves her life?

Friends for life, that's what college gave these three handsome men. So when Bennett called Nax back to New York City to help their grieving buddy, Josh, Nax packed his things—and his son!—and flew 3000 miles to lend a smile. But Bennett's met a new girl with the last name of Tuck. And Christina's not the only Tuck around. With Nax's divorce hanging overhead... And him out of his element, are things about to get Tucking crazy?

The sequel to Bocas, Bronte follows George to Australia. PJ left a little surprise back home. And her name is Charlotte.

He’s a master of the human mind. But can he get away with murder? Dr. Eric Leroy hungers for literary fame. Exhausted after years of listening to his rich clients wallowing in their worries, the psychiatrist intends to pursue his true passion of writing murder mysteries. And with his most obnoxious patient in mind, he crafts a killer plot to write exactly what he knows.... The nation is shocked when a famous Seattle resident and his wife are found dead in their upscale Madison Park neighborhood. It looks like murder-suicide, but Detective Blake Stephenson isn't convinced.

After Captain John Carlisle’s dance with death, he’s retreated to the serenity of the Oneida village with his beloved Dellis McKesson to hide from the inevitable truth that war is coming to the Mohawk River Valley. When duty calls, and John’s expertise is needed to negotiate a treaty with the Six Nations of the Iroquois and the Crown, he’ll once again be forced to decide between his conscience and his king.

My success defines me. Nothing can hold me down. Not tragedy, not circumstances or accidents, not family. I overcame every setback and hurdle that fate threw my way, and now, as a self-made billionaire, I can say that anything is possible. Almost anything. A stranger saved my life after a car accident that left me on a razor’s edge, fighting for my life. That beautiful girl with turquoise eyes. And when I recovered, I couldn’t repay that unconditional kindness. I couldn’t even thank her. She was gone.

Matt Bowers' life ended at 16, when a vicious betrayal by someone who he should have been able to trust left him a shell of himself, fighting OCD and PTSD, living in constant fear, and always running. When he buys a remote tract of land, he thinks he’s found the perfect place to hide from the world and attempt to establish some peace. For 10 years, he believes he’s found a measure of comfort, until the day a stranger begins to run on Matt’s road.

Ava: I was about to land my dream writing job when I hit a plot twist. See, I inherited a fixer-upper inn in my small hometown. Where my first love—the guy who broke my heart—still lives. I wish I could say our chemistry had disappeared. But it hasn’t. So now, I have to figure out how to walk down memory lane without repeating history. Because there’s no way I can afford to give him a second chance....

Vidanric reminds me daily that he despises Earth and wants to go home. He’s miserable, and so am I—even though I can’t help but admire the view when he’s standing shirtless in my kitchen making a smoothie. Loudly. At three in the morning. My horoscope didn’t prepare me for any of this. He chewed up and ate one of the inspirational notes I gave him. He cooks squirrels in my cast-iron skillet. He complains nonstop about my annoying Earth-girl habits. This alien’s not grumpy—he’s downright hostile.

Every city hides a few sins. In Manhattan, what I did to Jesse Somerset was mine. Five years ago, I spent the night with my brother's best friend. Only my brother doesn't know it. Now he's back in my life...and in need of a phony wife. And I know I'm going to sin again....

World War II started two months ago. And then fizzled out like a wet fuse, at least in Europe. An otherworldly army has invaded Earth. The Axis and the Allies must work together if they are to stop it. Ernst Haufmann, Director of Ahnenerbe, the German Reich's research into the occult, thinks he knows a way to stop the invasion forces so that Germany can once again resume its own plans for world domination. The powers behind the invasion from Aerth believe so as well. They'll do anything to find the ancient artifact Ernst seeks before Ernst does.

Growing up in foster homes was tough, but with determination, I've managed to build a secure life for myself. By day, I’m a registered nurse. By night, I’m “Emily Steel”, fantasy fiction author.

They say librarians are old-fashioned. I’m anything but. As a 23-year-old woman I have my whole life ahead of me, and I’m in no rush to settle down. But my favorite patron of the Golden Creek Library has a different opinion… and at 72, Charles McArthur is hard to argue with. He wants to set me up with his grandson and I don’t have the heart to say no. When my date comes to my door, I am oh-so-glad I said yes.