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Give up my life as a cop to rule over aliens? No way. My life changed forever when my name was announced as mate to the Arcav King. Within just a few seconds, I was no longer a cop. Now, I'm expected to hand myself in and travel back to Arcavia with an alien I've never met.

Can you ever truly escape the past? Everly, tough and fierce ex-federal agent, is moving to a new planet, dealing with a disastrous complication: the fallout from an incredible, stolen night with Korva, a broken male known as a traitor amongst both Arcav and humans. For Korva, his night with Eve was a destructive mistake, betraying the female who was once his - but he can't escape the crippling need to protect the human who insists she needs protection from no one. If you like hot, dominant aliens, kick-ass heroines, and steamy romance, you'll love hearing how their worlds collide!

As Commander of the Arcav forces, Jaret is ice-cold and remote. So one is more surprised than Jaret, when he insists on leading the mission to rescue the humans kidnapped for slavery. The mission is well below his pay grade, and humans are little more than savages. But every bone in his body compels him to take the trip. Jaret has been completely dedicated to the Arcav race for centuries. He has one goal: Destroy the Grivath and avenge his parent's deaths. The problem? One small, terrified human with defiance written all over her face.

What’s worse than being stuck on an alien planet? Being stuck on an alien planet when you’ve made an enemy of the local tribe king. Okay, so I may have stolen his favorite misua and snuck away to find my friends. But he should’ve known better than to forbid me to go. I’m a marine, and we leave no man - or woman - behind. Besides, putting distance between us is a good thing, especially since I’m sure he’s coming after me.

The aliens who abducted me made a mistake. The Grivath have sold us on Gule - a planet known for dealing in human flesh. The women who are being held captive with me are in high demand and they all look like models. Me? I’m 5'2 shy, curvy, and a kindergarten teacher. Maybe they really meant to take my pageant queen sister? Our ship has crashed and half of the women are missing. Insert the tall, sexy warrior aliens, who saved us. Things are looking up, except that one of them is eyeing me like a snack, and not in a cannibalistic way - if you catch my drift.

After being abducted by aliens and rescued by the Arcav, all Peyton wants is revenge. Well, that, and a trip straight back home to Earth where she belongs. She’s not interested in the handsome Arcav Guard who stares at her so intently. Even if he does make her wish she’d met him before her captivity. When the Arcav King offers her a deal, Peyton knows she has to accept. Six months in Arcavia, one date a week with Vazta, and the revenge she needs so she can move on. But with evil approaching from all sides, will Peyton be able to achieve her revenge?

I may have almost died on this planet, but it hasn't broken me yet. At least, I'm working real hard to toughen up and become the kind of woman who'll be ready to board that spaceship and kick some Grivath ass. But, thanks to the way the overprotective warrior at my side insists on hovering, you'd be forgiven for thinking I'm fragile.

With a traitor in our midst, I shouldn’t be consumed with memories of our night together. And I definitely shouldn’t be thinking about just how well he lit my fuse. Especially when that traitor’s attacks are getting deadlier and hitting closer to home each time. Can I protect both the academy and my heart? Or will they end up shattered beyond repair?

Harmless, fun Methi, can always be counted on to get into trouble. But the cocky Arcav with a heart of gold is slowly being replaced with a cold, bitter male who fights his demons at every turn. Some Arcav can wait for their mates for centuries before risking insanity. But others can’t. Methi knows who is mate is. Seeing her is like ripping his guts out. And he’s getting harder and more violent every day. Taking her would mean breaking his word and losing his honor.

I've been kidnapped by a dragon. Just when I thought my life couldn't get worse, I have been abducted by aliens. Now, I'm pretty sure I must be dying. Because only a vicious head injury could make me believe I'm actually flying through the air, trapped between a dragon's claws. Oh, and the dragon? He can talk. And he has all kinds of arrogant, ludicrous, and deranged things to say. Like the fact that he thinks he may just keep me.

Just a few days ago, I was living my best life. Now? I’m on the run on a strange alien planet. Thanks to my short temper and a severe lack of self-control, I’m being hunted, and it’s only a matter of time before I end up captured or dead. Now, a hulking Braxian warrior has found me, right when it looked like I had no way out. To say that it’s suspicious timing is an understatement. Everyone knows you can’t trust the tall, dark, handsome types.

I made a deal with the devil. Okay, so he’s not really the devil, but he may as well be. The Tribe King is gorgeous, arrogant, and devious. He refused to hand over crucial information to help us find our friends until I agreed to stay with him. For a year. As far as I’m concerned, deals made under duress don’t count. Anyone who would demand such a thing in exchange for our friends’ freedom simply can’t be trusted. The problem? He may be calculating and autocratic, but he’s slowly slipping under my defenses and making me doubt everything I thought I knew.

I was abducted, sold, then crash-landed on a strange planet...only to be abducted again. And you know the funny thing? I barely even care. I’m numb. You see, I’ve already lost everything. When you’re doing something you love, you never think that it could be the last time. That someone might take your life from you and leave you stranded on a planet where most of the locals are out to get you.

I've loathed him since the moment we met. His silver eyes watch me relentlessly, making it clear he doesn't trust me. But it's not his mistrust that makes me hate him. It's not even his spies, who report my every move back to him. It's the little voice in the back of my head that asks me if he could be the one I've been searching for all my life. Now, I'm stuck on this journey with the man who makes me feel more...of everything.

Forced to become a monster to survive her father’s cruelties, Saria wants only one thing: to convince the Arcav king to help her lead her people out of the darkness and into the light. She has no intention of mating anyone. Least of all Roax- the bossy bodyguard who the Arcav king ordered to be her shadow.

I’ve always been the girl who’s nothing but a pretty face. The one used to distract the warriors so the others can move our plans forward. But now? Now, I have a chance to save us all. A chance to get us off this planet and back to Earth. Where we belong. Sure, this mysterious Braxian king may have helped us, and he may even make my skin tingle with an awareness I’ve never felt before. But it means nothing.

Our ‘fight of flight’ response is something hardwired into the primitive part of our brain. Our need to survive, to outlive whatever danger poses, that immediate threat to our lives is little short of a marvel. Everything else is abandoned in order to survive. Whilst in modern times that ability has been somewhat modified and ‘reasoned’ away to an extent, in past years it’s what usually kept you alive. In this volume people struggle valiantly to survive and to exist no matter the extent of the threat they face.