Dev leaves her own world knowing that her future lies elsewhere. She joins the Citadel where her strength can be useful, but is useful enough? Dev’s talent makes her unwanted on her own world, so she chooses to join the Citadel in an effort to find another where acceptance will be offered. Helsin is the physician who tests her talent and when he confirms her strength, he offers her a position in the Lowel Citadel, a base that is still in the planning stages. Dev becomes the first employee of Lowel Citadel, based in the Udell base and trained by the Sector Guard. With a resume like that, it is no wonder that on her first assignment she is told that she has a talent for crisis management. Her living arrangements are crisis enough.

Using tech to hold her shape becomes a problem when she meets a man who drives her senses into overdrive and tests her control.     Alfreda has become used to the constant pressure of her harness, keeping her in a basic bipedal form and helping her back into her Terran shape. When she learns that her mixed blood makes the shapeshifter in her far stronger than the human, she has a choice. Should she give in or keep herself human at all costs? El-sur works with the Guardian project, finding those of his species and training them to their full potential. Alfreda is stronger than any other shifter he has met, and she is also the only female of his kind he has ever seen. Will biology win over education?

A woman in jail finds her future lies on another world, and her price to travel is a pardon. In prison for common assault, Bryn is surprised to get a small alien visitor who offers her a life on a new world. She agrees on the condition that she gets a pardon. On the way to her new home, there is an attack, and Bryn finds out what she is made of. It scares the hell out of her. Surat knows that he is getting a warrior in the Lrrko Bride he is caring for. Until he is unable to help her, he has no idea that she is a born survivor. She returns to him damaged but alive. Now, she needs to deal with the aftereffects of her actions. No pardon is forthcoming.

A Terran Times Tale Mae can shape her own future, but will she have the patience to wait for the shapeshifting lover of her dreams? Maeryn Lassiter is an Agent of the Enforcers. She has a special skill set that allows her to change her future, and if she is involved with others she can take them along for the ride as well. She meets Nothven Harring on an assignment, but he isn’t the man for her, not yet. She has seen him in detail in her dreams, but not as the man fighting to help free her. She needs him slightly older and battle scarred before she wraps her legs around him. Going their separate ways hurts them both, but nothing in her life is ever out of reach for the catalyst.

Bot City is ready to rise. The weapons are ready, the aliens are coming, and the bots are ready for action, but what comes next? The pilots of Bot City have been focused on securing the safety of their people, and incidentally the human city, for the last few days. With one final battle to expunge the Tokkel before they can try and get a foothold on Hera, the bot pilots are ready to take up the customized weapons and use them to show the alien invasion who is in charge. Their goal is clear. They have to repel the Tokkel and learn the actual history of the valley as not one version of the tale has rung entirely true. The Nine have their version, the elders have their version, the city has their version, and then, there is the truth. It is past time for the truth to be heard. The pilots have earned it.

A Terran Times Tale Quinn’s own life after death comes as a bit of a shock, and taking on a new life with the one man she thought forever gone leaves her in need of some hands-on consoling. His hands. Quinn went from Enforcer to Balm of Death in a matter of years. With her life locked into taking the pain of death from those entering the void, she had no choice in where or when. As death claims Quinn after a sudden attack, arms she has dreamed of for the last two years lift her and take her Home. Iskanu has been waiting for the moment that Quinn breathed her last, while mourning the pain she would be in before she released her energy and ties to her universe. He sweeps her Home to bring her back to him and then has to explain the hardest thing in his life. Two of her years ago, Quinn held his hand and comforted him while he died. He was now holding her hand as she woke with the power of the Orb inside her. How would she take the reversal of their positions and would she agree to her post as his partner and Sentinel of Time?

An agent of time with antlers and hooves, a dead Terran in need of a job and a timeline awry make walking for the dead seem easy. Orphia has spent her life waiting for life to start. She ends up being a Walker for the Dead, and during a funeral reception, a dagger finds her. Waking in a bubble between time and space isn’t nearly as unsettling as the man who is holding her hands and helping her through the agony of reanimation. Xeric is a Hirn and one of the Nameless. He is doomed to see his people living and thriving at all points in time, knowing that their death and extinction is inevitable. He bonds to Orphia the moment that he sees her, and at the moment of her death, he is there to catch her and carry her off to a new world with new challenges. Who could resist a man who carries off their body to a world outside of time?

Hannah wants nothing more than to pay off her bond and live free, but her patron has other ideas and centuries to keep her. Body and soul. After a planet-killing asteroid, humanity has to huddle under shelters and live in the dimmest of places. A year of brutal survival and the breakdown of society leave Hannah less than hopeful of her prospects in the new world. A message in the darkness offers a lifeline to those who wish to leave Earth to be bonded servants to alien masters. For most, the price of their bond will be labour, but for Hannah, it turns into something else. With a stunningly high sensuality rating, she is a prime sexual bondservant and the bidding for her services ends with an amount that breaks records. Her patron is a male with wings who belongs to a species that does more than need sex; they consume it. Mero only needs to look at her, and he is hungrier than he has ever been. Excerpt: “Hannah, you are being rehoused.” Hannah looked at him, but he was motioning to one of the guards. She was hauled away before she had the chance to see if any of the other women were being treated the same way. The guard had a grip on her left wrist, and she walked Hanna away from the training centre toward the centre of the station. The light slippers that went with the smock let her record every sensation under her feet and the change in the rough decking to the smoother metalwork of the guest area. Asking where they were going wasn’t going to do any good, so she absorbed the details of where the guard was taking her. The arrivals’ hall was on her left, and it had a large number of beings milling around in it. A few looked at her with curiosity, but she quickly lowered her gaze. Don’t stare was one of the primary lessons. She was so busy not staring that she didn’t notice when a shadow crossed in front of her. The guard noticed. She jerked to a halt. Hannah looked down at large, booted feet that led up to snug black trousers and a floor-length, open vest hung from his shoulders. She didn’t look at his face. His collarbone was as far up as she was able to see comfortably. “What are you leading, guardswoman?” The low rumble was in Heniahk. “A bondservant is being sent for grooming, sir.” “She is for the purchasing fare tomorrow?” “Yes, sir.” Hannah held still as he circled her before coming to a halt in front of her. “Is she in heat?” “No, sir. She just completed her sensuality assessment.” She could hear him breathing deeply. “What was her score?” “That is for the sellers to disclose, sir.” The dark chuckle ran through the open area, and several of the closest folk must have taken one look at what was detaining them and scuttled away. She could see their feet walking, pausing and then moving quickly away. The skin of his belly was blue, and there were a few markings peeping from the richly embroidered vest. Whatever he was, he was scaring the hell out of her guard. The hand on her wrist was icy. “You are dismissed, guardswoman. And you, miss, I will see you tomorrow.” She nodded. “Yes, sir.” He chuckled and turned, his vest swirling wide. That is when she noticed what appeared to be the lower portion of huge wings. Hmrain. How had the instructor known that there would be one at the bond auction? **

A talent for salvage leads her to the end of the universe where a sleeping alien has been waiting to make her his own. Olena enjoys taking things apart and repurposing them. She enters the Volunteer Program, and after some coaxing, she agrees to leave to find her fortune in the stars. The fortune she gets is a grimy salvage station where family ties keep her from rising to the top, and her life is a series of endless grey days until she takes apart a chunk of debris that turns out to be a life pod. Brin Tai Wekk has been waiting for a compatible female to share the burden of the mind of a planet. When the woman who slams the lid of his capsule on his hand wakes him, he knows he has found someone capable of sharing more than her instinct for survival. A discarded career, a stolen mate and a talent for turning the obsolete into something useful track Olena to a new world with a new start.

A customs agent with a talent for assessment meets a man whose caress can fire her blood and lock her body to his touch. Melia is a customs agent who takes her skills to the stars. Working for two years at a space station, she manages to locate and seize all kinds of contraband, but when she finds a trio of kidnap victims in cold sleep, her life takes a weird twist. Dornin-tah is the captain sent to retrieve his family and bring them to his sister’s fiancé. When he is on the way to medical, he runs into the lovely agent and accidentally infects her with his tissue. Unused to soft-skinned species, he finds that she has been keyed to his body and he has no trouble in easing her frustration. Melia runs into trouble when there is a price put on her head. She is medically dependent on visits from Dornin-tah and the easiest solution is to send her to his home world, in his custody.