Ali Atwood

In the year 2096, Feyna Sy Tordinay knows the price of love. Once she would have given her very soul to Ketrick DeSardon, but after a few, short weeks of tender romance and phenomenal sex, the dashing Starfleet captain left her in a storm of heartache. Now she’s strictly business, a clinical psychologist on her way to the top. Is she troubled by the unexpected assignment aboard DeSardon’s warship? Not a bit. Darkly seductive DeSardon is running from his feelings, hiding dangerous secrets. Unbeknown to Feyna, she and Ketrick are cosmic mates with untried, magical abilities. Unbeknown to both of them, there are some scary beings out there stalking the couple, aiming to harness their talent through crossbreeding. To save themselves from an uncertain death, Ketrick and Feyna must revitalize an ancient power source—right after they blend their special powers by way of high-voltage sex.

She’s a frustrated pilot. He’s strictly off-limits. Her past could be the death of her.
 
When Lieutenant Kina Tamar graduated with honors from the Starfleet Academy, she was aiming for a pilot berth aboard a premier warship. Her dreams are shattered by backroom politics and she ends up skippering a Starfleet freighter. Bored beyond belief, she’s about to resign when she’s implicated in a smuggling ring.
The officer sent to interrogate Kina is Colonel Jake Lancaster—her charismatic instructor from the academy. Soon there are shadowy assassins on Kina’s trail, and she’s on the run with Lancaster. Along the way, she cracks the hot colonel’s resistance and enjoys a wild night of lust. Later, when she learns the truth about the Christmas tragedy that destroyed her family, she’s forced to make a devastating choice.

Do you fantasize about hot men? Buy one on the planet Trudane!
 
Emerald-eyed Karena is the empress of Trudane, a land where the women run the show and the men, who are considered brutal lesser creatures, are maintained in harems. Several times a year, bands of Trudanese females visit other worlds to hunt males to be sold as breeding slaves.
When Luc Van Starr is captured and transported to Empress Karena’s palace, he finds an intelligent, disarming beauty whose appetite for sensuality matches his own. While the imposing Karena revels in Van Starr’s magnificently sculptured body, she’s unaware that there is a lot more behind her captive’s handsome face than it appears.

She can mix it up with hit men, but the target may prove to be her undoing.
 
Brig Monroe is a brainy security specialist with unique paranormal abilities—a geek with muscles. When it comes to the up-close-and-personal, Brig likes sex as much as the next guy, but she doesn’t do emotion, she’s amused by people who believe in true love.
Duncan Cameron is a purebred Scottish prince, and sovereign ruler of the rim planet, Ben Nevis II. The media likes to portray him as a playboy. The assassins on his trail call him the target.
When Brig is hired to fortify Cameron’s defenses, her perspective on life is put to test the instant she meets the dazzling prince. The last thing she needs is the distraction of white-hot lust when one-step in the wrong direction could mean death for both of them.

What’s better than a gorgeous, time traveling supercop? Two of them.


Private Investigator, Kat Monroe, is a woman to be reckoned with, an inborn huntress with predatory speed and lightning fast reflexes. Now a sadistic killer has her in his sights. Aiming to take her forward in time, where she’ll be forced to fight in a gladiatorial arena.

Enter Max and Brett Jericho, time traveling supercops on assignment to bring the killer to justice. Even as her world becomes deadlier, Kat is blown away by the gorgeous, future cops. When they all end up in bed together, each man fulfills Kat’s long, suppressed desires.

Determined to beat the killer at his own game, Kat opts to travel to the future and set herself up as bait. With her shifter supercops watching her back, what could possibly go wrong?

Warning: brief homoerotica scene – f/f If Miranda Kelsey's friends were asked to put a descriptive label on her, it would be workaholic--a tough-minded woman who has built her London-based realty company from the ground up, making a great deal of money in the process. If the forty-one year old Miranda told her friends she had a cougar fantasy centering on a Ménage a Trois with younger, random strangers, they would never believe it.