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Every hundred years, tradition dictates that all eligible females in Sweetwater assemble for the choosing ceremony. Two vampire kings have separate territories within the surrounding countryside. Both are eager to pick their future brides. What a waste of her freaking time. Tanya is among the many women at the choosing ceremony. As far as she's concerned it's an outdated, sexist event and if it wasn't mandatory she so wouldn't be here. It's not important that the two males are ridiculously rich and handsome.

Azure has resigned herself - just like many of the infertile dragon females - to being single forever. She's okay with that. Her feelings change when she comes into heat for the first time. Why now? Why her? Instantly, every unmated male in her tribe comes sniffing. They all want her. They want to mate her and to get her with child. All. Of. Them. Anger infuses every last cell of her body. An anger she never knew she felt. Snubbed for years and now they want her. Now they see her. They can all go straight to hell! Her king has other plans. The tribe needs offspring.

The arrogant vampire kings have always proclaimed themselves to be the rulers of all the non-humans making war between the species inevitable. In order to win, it is imperative that the shifters steal the chosen human female. The alpha wolf will take her for himself thus weakening the position of the bastard kings. No heirs means no future for the vampires.

War is coming! The dragons must prepare, so they call in the services of a security company that sends in one of their salespeople. This is a huge opportunity for Amy. It is a sure-fire way to prove her worth to her company. Her only directive is to get the client to sign on the bottom line, or she’s potentially out of a job. Good thing she’s up for the challenge.

Avalanche finds himself in the deep, dark recesses of the Earth. It's nothing like he ever imagined it would be. All he needs to do is to survive long enough to win the prize.

Riley and her best friend, Ashlyn, decide to go out for a night on the town. Slightly buzzed and grinning from ear to ear, they leave the club to wait for their ride home. From there, it's all a big blur. One thing Riley knows for sure is that it definitely goes pear-shaped and fast. One minute they're on the sidewalk joking around, and the next...they're in the air. As in grabbed from above by God knows what. The creatures are huge, silent, and fast. Oh, and they can fly. Fly!

It's been years since he last saw her. Since he inhaled her scent. Since he held her in his arms. Cyclone made some terrible mistakes. Mistakes that cost him the love of his life. He's lived with regret ever since. Now she's back. Not only that, she's on dragon soil and will be staying for the foreseeable future. Cyclone has a real chance to fix things. To win her back. Only, she wants nothing to do with him. Good thing he's persistent and loves the hunt.

The eligible dragon shifter males must hunt a handful of females. It's first catch, first serve. The biggest problem is that the females are human. Despite feedback to the contrary, Coal thinks they are weak and breakable. In his opinion, not capable of surviving the hunt, let alone the mating that will follow. He doesn't believe that a lowly human is capable of birthing him a royal heir, so why has his brother, the king, tasked him with claiming one?

Keto is soon to be crowned. He doesn't feel quite ready even though it's a day he's been working toward his whole life. There are many changes he wants to bring about, all for the betterment of his people. He has a kingdom to run and a council to win over. Elven kings can be voted out of power by their councils. His position is not yet cemented. His first order of business is to choose an elven female. One he can take as a mate. Keto desperately needs heirs. It is expected of him and must happen soon. Why can't he get a certain vampire female out of his head though?

After one glorious night, Rushe considers the human doctor to be his. His. Damn. It. Unfortunately, he must bide his time before being permitted to pursue Becky. Ross, on the other hand, wastes no time in going after what he wants, namely, one lush human. The scent of another male on her skin only incites him further to eradicate the shifter from her mind, by whatever means necessary.

I cannot believe my bad luck when an embossed envelope arrives at my door just one week before my twenty-fifth birthday. Which just happens to be the cut-off date for being called up for the testing of the blood. I thought I was in the clear, turns out that I was wrong. I don’t know all the ins and outs of the whole dragon tribute selection process, only that it has something to do with a person’s DNA.

The last thing Tamara expected was to be snatched away by a winged beast. This hadn’t been part of the brief. Was this normal hunt behavior? Surely not. She had a really bad feeling about this. Once the feeling settled in the pit of her stomach, it wouldn’t let go.

I was exiled by my pack three years ago when we found out that I’m a double alpha; too powerful to exist amid my own kind. I should have been put to death, but the council spared me. Now, I have to live by a bunch of rules. I’m not allowed to take a mate. There are no babies in my future. Humans can never find out what I am. No problem! At least it wasn’t a problem until now.

I was exiled by my pack over ten years ago. Why? Because I’m different and different is apparently bad. They are dead to me. I’m better off without them. I know the feeling is mutual. I built a cabin in the woods, away from humans…away from everyone and everything. Some might say I’m a hermit, but I like it just fine. The whole world can go to hell for all I care. I’ve carved out a place where I can just be. I’m at peace. That’s when she blunders onto my land.

Blaze has loved and lost before. He’s been down that slippery path and never wants to go there again...especially not with a human. It’s a great pity that he has no choice. The problem is that he’s the fire king, ruler of all four kingdoms. Blaze is expected to have heirs, and the sooner the better. He’ll have to take a human as his mate, one that will bear his young, but he doesn’t have to love her. Blaze plans on handling it like a business transaction. No love, no emotion, no problem.

I’m beaten and tossed out like yesterday’s garbage. I was destined to be the alpha of my pack and now I’m nothing. Less than freaking nothing. I’m one of them, yet they treat me like an abomination. Worth less than the dirt I’m bleeding on. They did this to me, all because I’m different, because I’m apparently too powerful, or will be soon. I’ve been exiled by my pack. Then she comes along. A sweet human. She’s decided she’s going to help me…or rather, help my wolf. She’s not afraid of me, but she should be.

Imagine witnessing your mother’s brutal murder. Imagine not being able to remember a single thing about what happened, even though you were there. It doesn’t matter how hard I try: I. Can’t. Remember! I was just a small boy when it happened. I must have tried to defend her because I have the scars that prove it. My wounds should have healed completely. They didn’t. My scars are my constant reminder of what the Moones did...what they took away from us. My mother died in agony. A piece of my father died along with her.

Her hands grip the steering wheel, and her foot slams down on the brake. There is a god-awful screeching noise as the tires skid across the asphalt. It's too little too late, and her vehicle collides with the large, furry beast, with a hard thud. The creature is flung from her vehicle, landing in a mangled, bleeding heap. Jackie can't believe it's even still alive. Despite the danger, her years of veterinary training kick in, and she gets to work to try to save its life.

Tanya has just entered the final stage of her pregnancy, and excitement is running high. Her mates insist on putting a crap ton of rules and regulations in place to ensure that her and the baby's health are not put into jeopardy. They become more and more overprotective with each passing day and may have gone a little overboard in the process.

Torrent took part in the much-anticipated hunt. Luckily, he managed to secure himself a female. Although the human was not his first choice, she'll do. A fertile female is a fertile female after all. An heir is what he needs and an heir is what she'll give him. In return, she'll get to be queen of the water kingdom. What more could a female wish for?