Mocked by the aristocracy for his eccentricity, Leeford Gunn is content to let his peers say what they want. He cares nothing what people think. Until he meets her. Unfortunately, the most intriguing woman he has ever known was sent to kill him.
For eons they have whispered and tempted, lured mortals into their realm. To ensnare senses in a whirl of hedonism, decadence and excess, to possess and consume. Beauty incarnate, ruse in suits of flesh. Achingly beautiful. Deadly.
Dex Solomon is the Big Bad Wolf. Leader of a lycanthrope team of mercenaries, he fights hard, plays harder. And on the battlefield as well as in bed, he takes no prisoners. He needs no one, trusts no one. Until sexy, dangerous and enigmatic Eva joins his team for a particularly dangerous mission. Then all bets are off.
Richard “Cupcake” Moriarty, ex-mobster hitman and star pugilist, hails from a humble background, hasn’t a credit to his name and lets people think he’s just a mountain of muscle; all brawns and no brains. But Liberty knows better and has lusted after the quiet, towering lycan with the serious eyes for years, silently wishing he’d just make his move. When things start to go deadly wrong, she realizes Cupcake drags behind a heavy past. A dangerous one. And with the stakes at their highest, with the enemy closing in, his past can quickly destroy both their future.
To a woman who faced death and came out on top, the charismatic lycan resistance leader with the haunted eyes is an anchor in a sea of chaos, a pillar in a world gone mad. He’d be more if Dragana just let him. And she wants to. But the enemy has to pay for what they did to Cristoval and her, for stealing their chance, for twisting something good into an aberration. If she has to drag her enemy down to hell herself then she’ll do it. She’s been there. She knows the way.
Brioni believes there’s good in everyone. Even the mysterious new lycan who joins Earth’s organized resistance. He doesn’t mingle with the others, kills without passion and never, ever takes his goggles off.
Haruto never cared about consequences, to himself or others. Until now. He would do anything to shield his precious “Goth Fairy” from harm. He would kill for her. Or die.
And the enemy knows.
Her name is Debbie Diesel—the meanest, loudest, most obnoxious woman this side of the Valerian System. And nothing will stop her from adding another trophy to her demolition derby collection. But fate throws a rivet gun in her thrusters when a new racer comes onboard. And he has trouble written all over his wiry, centerfold-quality body.
On the Femme Metal, a tough, ugly-as-hell little ship, Alex prowls deep space procuring males. Human or alien. She doesn’t much care. As long as they generate profit. And nothing will stop her from supplying her wealthy customers with top-grade male specimens for their brothel ships. Not even the seven-foot, blue-skinned, silver-haired wonder her customer very specifically requested. Unfortunately for Alex, she hadn’t counted on the sexy Yithian being a bounty hunter of his own.
In his corner of space, Titan Harris is boss, judge and executioner…mostly executioner. When something doesn’t go his way, there’s hell to be paid. News reaches him some newbie calling herself “Ballistic Kim” has just nabbed one of his biggest clients and Titan doesn’t know what he’ll do—kill the pesky little thing outright or make an example of her. He arranges a business meeting with the full intention of pulverizing her and that ugly ship of hers. That’s what he tells himself as he rushes to the rendezvous point, pumped and ready to break heads. Then he meets “Ballistic Kim” and everything goes south.
Everyone knows Yithian bounty hunters never let go once they set their sights on a prey, never let emotions interfere with their predatory instincts, never, ever lose their legendary focus. One hunt, one tattoo. Unyielding, unrelenting, deadly accurate. Everyone knows that. Yet Setesh, the most successful bounty hunter on his home world and vicious even by his own species’ standards, will break every one of his rules. He will lose sight of a prey, let his emotions cloud his judgment and lower his guard even for just this one time. All for a human. One he’s come to love. The only problem is that Carmela is a warrior too, and everyone knows humans may be small and unpredictable, but when riled, there’s not a crater deep enough to hide into. Not that Setesh would. He’s always loved a good fight, in and out of the bedroom.
Scarlet survives on the harsh streets of medieval Amsterdam because she has learned to trust no one. Not the seductive but sadistic couple who hires her to care for a mysterious prisoner; not the man himself, despite his haunting beauty; not her senses when they tell her a monster prowls the castle she has come to call home; and she certainly cannot trust her own heart, which is slowly falling for the man in the tower. Because Scarlet knows too well, nothing is what it seems.
Erica Bain’s one-pilot company recently celebrated its seventh anniversary flying Yukon’s High North. She flies when no one else can, takes on clients no one else wants and lands her floatplane where no one else dares. An emergency forces her to land her plane near a remote weather station, where she meets an enigmatic but dangerous man.
Lothar has been around for a long time. Prospector during the Gold Rush, courier during the Napoleonic War, popular man with the ladies of Vienna’s aristocracy, and brilliant physician. And before it all, back in his thirteenth century native Austria — a time he won’t let himself forget — he used to be a sadistic monster.
He’s never believed men like him should hope for a second chance. Until Erica lands on him — literally.
When Jasmine’s last relative dies, she’s left with a mystery—an old tarot card called “Il Tempo” and a key. Through her aunt’s lawyer, she learns this key comes with a house along Canal Grande in Venice, Italy. After she pays her inheritance a visit, she quickly realizes the house is more than crumbling brick and mortar—it’s a gate.
Once a year, during the peak of the Carnivale di Venezia, a gate opens onto an ephemeral world of decadence, a world peopled with demons, masqueraded lovers and assassins, a world where a mask can hide much more than a face.