Lynn

Vikter Dragos is dying. His dragon couldn't find a mate, and he's at the end of his time. He's fighting the attraction for a sassy, curvy human, but it's near impossible to stay away from her. If only she'd been his mate, life would be so much easier. He's losing control of his dragon and his emotions. With Becca around, his life just got more complicated.

Vanessa doesn't have the luxury of building a happily ever after on a new planet like her fellow alien abduction survivors. She must get back to Earth. Her family needs her, and she can't afford to let them down again. So, she'll find a way to break Clecanian law and get home—even if she has to marry (and betray) a sexy space pirate to do it. Fejo can't believe his luck when Vanessa, a gorgeous human with a sharp tongue, chooses him as her husband. He doesn't know what he did to win her favor, but he's determined to do everything in his power to make her happy.

We were the first Draekons. Created for war, we are dangerous, lethal monsters. We were bound in stasis for a thousand years, but now we are free. We have one final mission: Rescue a ship full of missing human women being tortured by the scientists. Except they’re our fated mates. Their presence comforts us. Their touch soothes us. Enflames us. They are the missing pieces of our souls. But our psychopath brother, the one we thought was dead? He’s still alive. He’s determined to wipe out the Draekon race. To control us, he will target our mates. Big, big mistake.

Once, I was a golden prince, full of promise. Then the curse came for my parents. I did everything I could to save them. I failed. Now, I am a monster, scarred and dangerous. I remain in the shadows, ruling my kingdom from afar, feared by everyone I fight to protect.

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.

The High King of Ulfaria needs no introduction. What I need is an omega. And now, I've found one. Kim. She is small and perfect, as I knew she would be. I will demand her obedience, then I will give her the perfect nest and allow her to bear my heirs. She vows to defy me, but one way or another, she will submit.