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I can live with being stuck on the far end of space. I can live with having to spend weeks on an abandoned station in an asteroid belt. Sure, I don't belong, but I've got my book and my eight-legged attack cat with me. I should be fine. I'm not fine. My alien host, Jerrok, is a jerk. He's surly and unpleasant. He hasn't bathed in years. He's part cyborg - and all those parts seem to be falling to pieces. 

I never expected to spend my days as a dancing girl...but it beats the alternative. In the window of a filthy space station cantina, I gyrate my hips and hope for better days. When I'm bought by the most intimidating alien on Three Nebulas Station, those better days are on their way. Zakoar of the Broken Back is a cyborg who deals in black market prosthetics. He's terrifying to look at, with a metal jaw and a fearsome demeanor. He intimidates everyone in the galaxy...except me.

Being kidnapped by aliens is one thing. Being kidnapped by aliens and sent to a prison planet is something infinitely worse. Here in Haven’s prison system, I’m stranded among strangers, enemies, and the most ruthless criminals in the galaxy. There’s no safety for a human woman here, especially not one branded as a murderer. I’m doomed to a fate worse than death. Then, he decides I should be his. His name’s Jutari. He’s seven feet tall, blue, and horned.

I don’t do complicated. I sure as hell don’t do love. With graduation in sight, I’ve made it almost four years at Wolf Hall without getting tangled up in BS with girls. I especially want nothing to do with her: Presley. Maria. Witton. Chase. The timid little mouse with the red hair, who can’t even look my way without hyperventilating. She’s nothing to me. Beautiful, sure, but I’ve had plenty of beautiful women. I’m perfectly content ignoring her.

V. B. Lacey presents Book 4 in the Veridian Empire series. Contains mature themes...

Featuring multicast narration from Jillian Macie, Troy Duran, and Rock Engle! There’s no escaping the holiday spirit in this dark, forced-proximity, why choose, Christmas stalker romance, the sequel to Alta Hensley’s New York Times bestselling He Knows When You’re Awake! Stalkin’ around...

Payton needs help on her farm. Heavily pregnant from a one-night-stand, she can't manage all the manual labor and is supposed to be on bedrest. An alien man from a cat-like warrior race arrives on her doorstep with an offer to work for room and board. Bodhrri will get to stay on the planet, and Payton will get an extra pair of hands to help out until her babies (yup, plural) are born. Tiny problem—he's the father of her unborn children and he had no idea until now she was pregnant. Is this a secret baby plot?

I'm a cut-rate Cinderella. Jude is the crown prince of the Lords of Carnage MC. He's handsome, cocky, untouchable. The entire time I've known him, I've had to pretend he means nothing to me. But when my world collapses and I'm running for my life, I have no one else to turn to but the Lords of Carnage. When those ice-blue eyes bore into mine for the first time in two years, I know I'm a goner. Jude has always seen right through me. And now, he's about to find out all my secrets. When I'm laid bare to him, will the prince see my biggest secret of all—that I'd do anything to be his?

I've had enough trouble with men to last me a lifetime. All I want is to live my life, build my law practice, and focus on my career. Then everything changes when I'm hired to represent a member of the Lords of Carnage MC in a child custody case . . . and Striker Rossi is assigned as my bodyguard. The minute his eyes lock on mine, I know this man is damaged. Reckless. Trouble. The way he looks at me does things to me I don't want to feel. I get the feeling he knows a thousand ways to get down and dirty. And I don't want to like it as much as I do.

I have a job to do: Watch the club princess, don't touch her, then report back to the president of the Devil's Dust MC. But I have to step out of my place as a prospect to save the spoiled brat. She thinks she's cute, trying to tempt me to break her dad's one rule. What she doesn't know is that I'll throw her over my knee and spank the daddy issues from her until she's looking nowhere but at me. 

One moment, my only priorities are my bike, my club, and my freedom. The next, my ex dumps a little girl off on my doorstep with a note saying she's mine. Then, everything goes to hell in the MC, when an unknown element blows up a rival club and starts coming for us. That's when fate plants a fiery, brown-eyed beauty smack in the middle of the whole mess.

SIX I've been looking over my shoulder for years Changing my hair color, my name, my location. I've stayed too long here. I need to leave. But something is stopping me. And his name is Bullet. He's six-feet-four of raw masculinity, in the colors of the Lords of Carnage. We have no future. I know...

Sassy, sexy, and hot-headed, she came into town like a wildfire. She's got secrets, I can tell. But Sydney Banner's keeping her cards close to her chest. She can fight it all she wants, but as the enforcer for the Lords of Carnage, I have a way of getting what I want. And I want her in my bed. Every. Damn. Night.    

It's been years since the disaster that destroyed our lives. Years of me trying to forget everything that happened. Of trying to forget her. I thought I finally had. Now, the only girl I've ever hated shows up in the last place I ever thought I'd see her. This world I live in - the world she's turned up in - it's too dangerous for her. She needs my help, even though she doesn't want it, and I sure as hell don't want to give it to her.

I left my hometown for a reason. Coming back was never part of the plan. But the job I came here to do is more important than my tortured past - and everything I left behind to escape it. Now I'm a federal agent, working a case deeply rooted in the community, and his club is in the middle of an investigation I'm about to crack wide open. I don't want to fall for him again. I can't get hurt again. But the harder I fight this attraction, the harder it becomes to resist.

I live by the cut. It's a brotherhood. Sex, crime, and power. But when I see that sexy little number in over her head at the biker bar, I want to pummel the son of a bitch who threatens her. Taking Alix back to my club for protection is all I can do. Hell, I want to do so much more. She wonders if I'm dangerous. Loaded question. But she needs my help anyway. She knows I'm her only hope to find her sister before the clock runs out. After that, Alix is mine. Whether she knows it or not.

Saint and Piper made one of the worst mistakes you could make in their world and now Saint has to pray that mistake won't be deadly. The two of them got so lost in the idea of moving through their past together that they missed the worst betrayal in the depths of their clubhouse. The one place that is sacred, because at the club they are not just friends they are family. This loss of focus now puts Piper in the hands of a twisted nemesis, and The Devil's Dust Motorcycle Club is not just falling apart because of it, it's losing members faster than they can patch them in.

Saint's no angel. He's grown up in the south side of LA and now runs it with the help of the Devil's Dust MC. With a loaded smirk and a dangerous trigger finger, any woman would be so lucky to be by his side. However, his past leaves a thick layer of soot of lost dreams and he'd rather live the life of an outlaw than bother with the semantics of questioning them. That is until Piper. 

It's lonely for an extrovert on Risda III, the human refuge on the edge of the universe. Maeve craves company and friends, but she knows she can't keep harassing the locals for attention. What she needs is a pet to love on. What she gets is . . . a stowaway. Sorta. Zhur is actually a praxiian...

Sofia Kendrick has always cherished her tiara. As the youngest daughter of a wealthy New York family, she's lived the life of an American princess. But after two scandalous divorces and a breakup smear her name across the society rags, the shine from her crown has dulled. People call her superficial, even gaudy. She's nothing more than tinsel. Desperate for escape and starving for peace, Sofia heads to Montana for a holiday weekend with her brother. But she doesn't get the relaxing vacation she planned.