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Darcy Vandergriff is an omega, whose aunt raised him to believe he can be more than just an Alpha's plaything. When he comes into heat for the first time, she takes him to a frightening, infamous dark witch, who gives him a potion to suppress it forever by taking just a few drops every day. She warns him, though, to "beware of the one they call the beast, for he will kill you if he can. Only the noble warrior has the power to save you, but he will bring about your fate."

The blue alien warrior pacing in his cage terrifies me. His long dark hair is wild and his scarred body looks made for murder. I deliver food to him every day, and I'm sure by the way he stares at me that he'd rather eat me. Yet there's something about him that captivates me, and I can't stop watching him.

I'm tired of being scared, but fear is like a constant companion these days. Some big blue alien stole the last of my friends, and now I'm alone as a prisoner on a spaceship on my way back to the planet that stole everything from me. I thought I'd seen the last of the blue aliens, until suddenly I'm staring into the eyes of one as he gets ready to fire a laser right into the cockpit where I sit. And at this point in my life, I'm thinking this might be the best way to go.

The blue alien warrior pacing in his cage terrifies me. His long dark hair is wild and messy, and his scarred body looks made for murder. I deliver food to him every day, and I'm sure by the way he stares at me that he'd rather eat me. Yet there's something about him that captivates me, and I can't stop watching him. When he lets the snarling, fearsome mask slip, I start to see there's a cool calculation to his actions. I would be risking everything to help him escape, but do I dare let this monster free from his cage?

All my life I've been treated with kid gloves, and I'm tired of it. I want to live up to the legacy of the proud Drixonian females with which I share half of my DNA. There's one thing in my way—a young warrior who knows my secret and threatens to tell my father. So I make a deal with him, and soon his annoying presence at my side changes into something more . . .

I'm a gifted surgeon, a playboy who can have anyone I want with a click of my fingers. My life is perfect, so why do I feel like there's something missing? Then, she walks back into my life, and I realize how hollow it all is. Amelia is my best friend, my anchor, the girl who knows all my secrets except the one I guard the most. She's the love of my life, but I'll never risk our friendship by telling her. Only now she's in his arms, the man who turns my blood to fire, my body to liquid lust.

I was odd even before the evil aliens kidnapped me and messed with my brain. Now? I'm even more of a weirdo. I never minded being alone until I found a group of friends who accepted me and who never made me feel like an outcast, even if I had never fully told them the truth about myself. They were stolen, and I'd do anything to find them again and keep them safe, even if it means searching this entire planet. Now if I only I can shake this creepy, silent blue alien who's been hunting me for days.

This planet is the pits. I'm being handed off to different aliens one after another like I'm a dog-eared novel. My latest captors are about to take me off planet when a big blue alien botches the rescue mission. Now we're both prisoners of a fierce lizard species who will let us free on one condition, and I think our life span is looking bleak.

The red aliens make me a deal I can't refuse-help them fight their enemies and they'll rescue my friends. I agree to act as bait to lure the blue Drixonian leader. But the heated, knowing look in his violet eyes makes me suspect I made a bargain with the wrong aliens . . .

If there were an emergency number for adulthood, Matt Kincaid would have dialed it months ago. Raising his kid brother alone is already an uphill battle, nevermind when an ugly gang initiation lands the teen in lockup. Again. Only, this time for a hate crime against a local fight club, where settling debts isn't taken lightly. When the club offers to let Matt risk everything in a long-shot match with a man who's as brutally handsome as he is tough, he jumps at the chance.

Brandon lost the love of his life, Roxbury, years ago. Their love was platonic, of course, no matter their secret dreams, because having a huge crush on another Alpha? No way. Alpha males did not get crushes or fall madly in love with other Alpha males. It simply wasn't done.

Rory is an omega prince, heir to the throne of the magical kingdom of Igella. His country's laws dictate that omegas must have a Regent to rule in their stead-and that the Regent must be an Alpha. Rory's wicked stepmother, Queen Berenda, needs to find an unscrupulous Alpha, because she has nefarious plans for her stepson.

Raised and trained by The Asylum Fight Club's most infamous owner, Reed Dane is almost untouchable. Might sound dope, but there are disadvantages to his "privileged" status. His guardian's reputation makes a serious relationship impossible—turns out the club's members are addicted to breathing—and the one man Reed wants sees him only as a stray his former lover brought home. An endless string of one-night stands lacks the intimacy Reed craves, but at least post-fight hookups distract him from what he'll never have. Until he takes a wrecking ball to the walls that set him apart.

Scandalous headlines threaten to turn Jamie Kent from a pop star to a pariah on the regular, but this latest one is a little too close for comfort. The Asylum Fight Club seems like a good place to hide out . . . until he has to prove he belongs—deep in a lifestyle with a contract and rules he breaks within the first five minutes. Staying means complete surrender, but a lifetime scripting love songs didn't prepare him to give his heart to the one man who claims everything he has to offer.

Gorgeous, cocky, and incredibly dangerous, Viktor Sodorov is the perfect example of how the mafia twists beautiful men into vicious monsters. And I loathe him with every ounce of my body and soul. But hatred isn't cold. It's a burning passion that occupies the deepest corners of your mind, eating away at your will to resist. And that passion has led me right into his capable hands. I shouldn't catch feelings for the man ruining my life, but when he bends me over his knee, it's impossible not to feel something.

Life on Shelnora Island seemed to be perfect for me. A tropical paradise, great food, and beautiful women at the local sorority . . . until I crossed paths with a mysterious murder and sightings of an honest-to-God werewolf! Now I'm surrounded by three beautiful women, all drawn into the mystery, and it turns out that my new dog is a smoking hot shapeshifter. Life's gotten crazy, but maybe, if we all work together, we'll find out who the real killer is. Could it be the curmudgeonly divemaster with a grudge? The sleazy resort owner drumming up sensationalism for tourist bucks?

Six months ago, a series of murders brought us together, a trio of beautiful, resourceful women, a smoking hot shapeshifter, and little old me, here on glorious, sunny Shelnora Island. And ever since, we've stuck together, investigating mysteries and living life to its fullest. But now, a new series of bizarre deaths plague our tropical paradise. Even more terrifying and gruesome than the werewolf killer, with corpses torn apart and stitched back together, missing couples, and a mysterious ancient tome. Looks like it's time for Supernatural Inc. to get to the bottom of it all!

Darius Moreno knows his place. He's the Head Enforcer of the Moirae Pack. He protects and councils his Alpha. If it came down to it, he'd give his life to save every one of his packmates. They're the only family he's ever known, or needed. He never planned to mate, knowing it would take time away from his duties, but fate has other plans for him.

It should have been a paradise cruise for me and the girls of Supernatural Inc. A luxury cruise ship, clear skies, fun and games, a little slap and tickle, and let's not forgot the gourmet buffets! But that glorious vacation is interrupted by a report of a mysterious ship appearing at Shelnora Island with dazed and confused passengers aboard. And when those passengers start dropping like flies, dying under bizarre, seemingly paranormal circumstances, panic sweeps the tropical isle.

On this campus, I’m worshiped. While seven hundred miles away, back in my hometown, I’m still trailer park trash, child of the town tramp, and older sibling to three kids who are counting on me to keep my shit together so I can take them away from the same crappy life I grew up in. These two opposing sides of myself never mix until one person gets a glimpse of the true me. I never expected to connect with anyone like this or want more beyond one night. This may be the real deal. Problem is Dr. Kavanagh’s my literature professor.