A race of Alien Warriors from beyond the stars. Three very different types of Alpha males all focused on one thing…claiming their brides

In all their years of travel the Kindred have come across only three worlds with species close enough to their own to initiate a trade. Earth is the fourth.

Olivia Waterhouse is about to be Claimed.

One taste gave me an addiction for life.

We were promised to one another as children. Heath took my first kiss and stole my innocence. He wrote me letters filled with love, darkness and hope. I was supposed to be his wife, until everything I knew was ripped away from me. My life is over and there’s no one who can help me now. Not even the boy with charcoal eyes…

Life was good. I didn’t need anything. Especially not a sexy, funny, sweet stranger who wanted to go on a date.

My friends told me to give him a chance, but I knew he’d take one look at my curvy body and come up with a reason not to go out again. So, I gave him an out. He didn’t take it. The man was relentless. He liked my curves, and he wanted more than just phone calls. He wanted me.

How could I say no to that?

Fast. Volatile. Gorgeous.

Those are the words they used to describe Kingston Reynolds on the first day of my internship. Well, it wasn’t so much of a description as it was a warning. Do not fraternize with the drivers if you want to keep your job.

It was a rule I had no problem following. I never saw King. He was a God of racing while I worked at the factory with a public relations team of incompetents. That was until I found myself the center of his fast, volatile, gorgeous attention.

On the circuit he’s known as the King of Wands because he’s incredibly focused on winning…unless you cross him. Then he’s as ruthless and cunning as a real life villain. The more time I spend with him the more I discover he’s earned his name well.

I shouldn’t want to be with a man like him. They warned me to stay away. And yet here I am, playing with fire and hoping I won’t get burned.

Note: This is a standalone story.

New Year’s Eve, a night of new beginnings. Asher and I talked and sipped champagne. Eventually, we went up to my room and… Let’s just say when I left that room, I was no longer a virgin. And that was it. No pressure. Something we both desperately needed. Just a night of fun, with so much pleasure.

Until I was approached for a nanny position. And the man behind the curtain raising his best friend’s little girl was…Asher. A single dad unprepared for his unexpected responsibility.

And the father of the baby I just realized I was carrying…

Vengeance. It runs through Mason Hill’s veins. Except the person who walks through his office door isn’t his enemy. It’s the man’s daughter. Charlotte Van Kempt tempts the worst part of him. He wants to use her.

He forms a new plan for revenge…He’ll take out every past hurt and dark memory on her sweet body. And to save her family, she’ll let him.

Jason King is the worst. Cocky. Frat boy. And the biggest bully around.

But he’s not the only player on the board…We’ve got our Knight-in-shining-leather, Donovan. My best friend and a loner with a heart of gold.

And then there’s me…the Queen, obviously. Checkmate.

He’s the hot, say-it-like-it-is cowboy, and he won’t stop until he gets the woman he wants.

I’m not going to get involved with the smooth-talking cowboy. I’ve been hurt before. I’ve been used and cheated on. And I’ve lost my faith in men.

But Austin Yates is doing his best to change my mind. He’s the hot cowboy that is doing business with my dad. I told him I don’t date my dad’s clients, so he said he’d take his business elsewhere. Any excuse I make, he finds a way around it. He’s not going to take no for an answer. He’s protective and willing to fight for me. And he swears I’m going to be his. Now, if only I believed that he can be Faithful.

When a tall, dark and dangerously sexy Alpha werewolf rescues Diana from a vicious attack, she doesn’t know who to fear more – her attacker or the wolf. She’s heard whispered legends of a powerful werewolf but never believed such a creature could exist. Captured by the wolf, she’s taken to his den, and to his bed.

Saint Jordan Killian Caldwell. A gazillionaire with a panty melting smirk; and a soul as broken as my own. I wanted a child. He wanted a willing wife. I wanted someone to break me and build me up again…He wanted no emotions, no connection.

A simple transaction, that’s what he said it would be. I needed something in me to shatter, so I could finally live. He promised that he was the one… who’d bring me to the edge. Show me how it could be between a man and a woman….Just… you know… no sentiments involved.

I thought I was willing to do as he commanded. After the nightmare life that I’d led, I hoped that I could walk away with one thing that belonged to me: my own flesh and blood. My baby. That was the deal I had made.

I hadn’t expected to develop feelings for the father of my child. Definitely hadn’t meant to fall in love with the man I must betray…