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In the New Republic, every woman must marry five men. It’s the law. Welcome to the apocalypse. Includes Theirs to Protect, Theirs to Pleasure, and Theirs to Wed.

Just because Giselle’s two best friends fell in love with alien hybrids and are now living their happily ever after’s in the King’s compound doesn’t mean Giselle feels left out.... Sure they’ve got their adorable little half-alien winged babies and are happier than they’ve ever been but Giselle has a high-powered job and a full calendar of charity work and she’s...happy. Really. The positive affirmations she reads to herself every morning tell her so.

Nix never put his name in the marriage lottery for a reason. He doesn’t need a woman. There aren’t that many to go around anyway after a genetically engineered virus wiped out 90 percent of the female population. He has his job as head of the Security Squadron, and it’s all he need. He looks out for the township. He protects the few women there are left. 

When Mom told me she was getting married again and moving her new husband and his 24-year-old son in with us, I thought I’d just have to spend as much time as possible studying in the campus library to avoid all of them. I certainly never expected to learn that the marriage was simply a mutually beneficial arrangement for my mom and new stepfather, Mr. Winters. They don’t actually have feelings toward each other. I also didn’t expect him and my stepbrother, Dominick, to be such handsome, Viking-like men. Or for them to take such an interest in me.

I’m a con artist, and I’ve got my sights set on Beau Radcliffe. He’s dominant, arrogant, and always thinks he’s the smartest person in the room. But he made the mistake of getting way too drunk one night and telling me all about the twisted ways of the dark, mysterious secret society he was about to be initiated into. 

One night changed everything.... Daphne’s a beauty who doesn’t know it. A wallflower blossoming into the belle of the ball. A beautiful lie. My lifelong obsession. Her father stole from me and now I’ll have my revenge. I’ll steal her away, take her to my castle. Lock her in my tower. Make her a captive to her passions. She’ll crave the one who keeps her. She’ll crave me. I’m the masked phantom in the shadows. The Minotaur in the labyrinth. The danger her father warned her about. More monster than man. She’s Beauty, and I’m the Beast.

There is nothing more dangerous than a secret.... It is how the powerful survive. They spin their influence in the shadows as their sins corrupt the innocent. And I am one of them. The elite. The chosen.

Ezo is an alien who's crazy about all things Earth. He can’t wait to get there in person and experience it all for himself - pizza, chocolate, flirting. After a lifetime of being alone on his old planet, he’ll finally have a place he can call home. But when he arrives, a mate has already been chosen for him. Ana is waiting as soon as he exits his shuttle. She’s beautiful, colorful, and seems as excited to meet him as he is her.

Shay bringing meals to his cell a few times a week is the only bright spot in the shit show that has become Charlie’s existence after being captured by the enemy. He can’t stop thinking about her. But how can Charlie protect her when he himself is locked up like an animal? But then one day, Shay’s saves him. She breaks him out of prison and says she knows where Charlie’s sister is - the sister Charlie was afraid was dead. As soon as Charlie’s free, he makes a vow. He’ll protect Shay at all costs, even if it means his life.

Ella saldará la deuda de su familia de una forma u otra…. Daphne es hermosa, pero ella no lo sabe. Es un patito feo que se convertirá en la bella del baile. Hace años, su padre me robó y es hora de mi venganza. Yo soy el monstruo en la oscuridad. El minotauro del laberinto. El mal del que su padre le advirtió. Me la llevaré a mi castillo. La encerraré en mi torre. La haré mía de todas las formas posibles. 

In the New Republic, every woman must marry five men. It’s the law. Welcome to the apocalypse. Drea was completely lost except for Eric’s hands cupping her face. Eric’s blue eyes piercing hers. “This isn’t a marriage where each of us get a sliver of you. No, baby, that’s not how this is gonna work. You have to give every one of us all of you. Pour it all out. Every single drop of yourself and trust that we’ll fill you back up.”

All Vanessa ever wanted was to be loved. Okay, strike that - all she wanted was not to die at the hands of the homicidal maniac who was obsessed with hunting her down - and to be loved. Was that too much to ask? Going to Jacob’s Well and becoming a Lottery Bride sounded like it would make all Vanessa’s dreams come true. For the first time in her life, she’d have a family. For the first time in her life, she’d have not just one person to love her, but five. And she’d be safe. from the notorious female slave trader, Lorenzo Bernal. There’s just one tiny problem.

 No era capaz de amar. No hasta que conocí a Cora. Mi ángel. He reclamado cada centímetro de su cuerpo y quiero más. Soy un hombre que anhela el control, pero su poder sobre mí es absoluto. Ella guarda mi corazón en sus manos. Ella nunca puede saberlo. Los demonios de esta ciudad quieren destruirla. Es mi trabajo proteger su inocencia. Encerrarla a salvo en mi alta torre. Pero yo soy el peligro del que ella está tratando de escapar. El despiadado hombre en su cama. Un demonio peor que todos los demás. Uno que no puede salvarla de sí mismo.  

El Rey del Inframundo me salvó de las calles, me trató como a una princesa, y me encerró en una torre. Luego se convirtió en una bestia. Hay oscuridad en él. La he visto frente a frente. Dice que soy su luz. Pero si nuestro amor va a durar, Voy a tener que ser más que su princesa. Necesito convertirme en una Reina. El capítulo final de la historia de Marcus y Cora.

Haré lo que sea necesario para recuperarla. Era mía y eso lo era todo. Ese mes junto a ella es lo más cerca a la perfección que he estado en toda mi vida. Pero lo perdí y todavía no sé la razón. Aunque sospecho que tiene que ver con el bastardo de Bryce Gentry. Algo que sí sé: No dejaré ir a Callie Cruise sin luchar. Y ya es hora de que Gentry pague finalmente por sus muchos pecados.

Pensé que no lo volvería a ver. Mi primer amor regresó de entre los muertos. Mi secuestrador y tormento. Él tiene mi pasado, presente y futuro entre sus manos con cicatrices. Él es mi dueño. Sin importar cuán lejos corra, mi camino me lleva de vuelta a ese castillo solitario. De vuelta a los brazos de la bestia.

Soy el rey del bajo mundo criminal.Siempre consigo lo que quiero. Y ella es mi obsesión.Cora es nueva en la ciudad del pecado. Sus inocentes ojos azules me suplican que la reclame. Pero no soy el multimillonario que cree que soy. Hay oscuridad dentro de mí. Y Cora es una luz brillante. Ella es hermosa. Una virgen. Soy despiadado. Una bestia. Ella me encontró por una razón. Será mi reina. Le daré todo lo que su corazón desee. Excepto por una cosa. Su libertad. Es mía para tenerla, y jamás la dejaré ir.

I never thought I'd see him again. My first love, back from the grave. My captor and tormentor. He holds my past, present, and future in his scarred hands. He owns me. No matter how far I run, my path leads me back to that lonely castle. Back into the arms of the Beast.

¿Eres suya por voluntad propia? exige Jackson, sus ojos azules están tan oscuros como las nubes sobre nuestras cabezas. Dime. ¿Lo eres? Jackson Vale. El adversario de mi jefe y el hombre en el que he pensado demasiado desde que nos presentaron la semana pasada. De todas las - No soy suya exploto indignada. Tan solo soy su empleada. Yo no le pertenezco. Y por alguna razón eso desencadena un destello de intensidad y...¿satisfacción? en la expresión de Jackson. Muy bien, oficialmente me rindo a entender nada de esto. 

Dicen que los dioses no aceptarán un sacrificio minúsculo; debes entregarlo todo para complacerlos. Yo lo he sacrificado todo. He vivido pérdidas y he aprendido a amar; para hallar la belleza en el dolor; y la rosa entre las espinas. Esta historia de amor no es perfecta, pero es nuestra. Nos aferraremos a ella eternamente; y esperamos que esa eternidad dure más que un día.