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Touré Wallace and Niomi Spencer were close friends at Finley College, the prestigious HBCU they attended. The attraction that simmered between them every semester was a question they never got to ask or answer before soaring ambitions launched them to opposite corners of the world. Both chased their dreams of grit and glamor as high-profile journalists. They got it all...except a shot at being more than friends. Years later, Touré is an award-winning investigative journalist and Niomi is America's most popular morning-show host, but they both feel like something’s missing.

When King Werewolf shows up in Veterinarian Vee Scarpa’s ER, she’s livid. Her father, the North American head honcho vampire, has threatened a chilling warning if she “accidentally” helped a wolf again, especially since they’re at war. But she’s tempted by the sexy wolf. And his deadly blood calls to her in a way that should set off warning bells. A promise to his brother-in-arms obliges Lexan Dimitrov to rescue the aristocrat vampire before her family discovers her secret - a secret Vee herself isn’t even aware of. What he didn’t expect was to find her sexy as hell.

Princess Corla was supposed to be my soul mate. But we were star crossed. Two ships passing in the dark. Meant to be together, but never able to be together. At least that’s what I thought. But it turns out my life is a lie, evil forces are out to get us, Harem Station is spinning chaos, and the soul mate bond won’t protect us.

From book one: A fated mate is a rare gem...one I never thought I’d find. With 15 males born to a single female, women are my people’s most precious resource, one we’re in dire need of replenishing. And Earth is just the place to do it. Arranged matings are the only way we can survive, and as king I must set an example. But I never thought I’d meet her. One look at Rosa and I know she’s meant to be my queen.

This is the way the world ends: with a nanosecond of computer error in a Defense Department laboratory and a million casual contacts that form the links in a chain letter of death. And here is the bleak new world of the day after: a world stripped of its institutions and emptied of 99 percent of its people. A world in which a handful of panicky survivors choose sides - or are chosen.