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By 
Michelle
M. Pillow

Alternate Reality Romance

Sorin of Firewall lives in a land forever at war. In fact,
the Starian men are so busy fighting, their marriage ceremony has been reduced
to a “will of the gods” event where they simply pick a woman out of a lineup
and claim her as a wife. With women becoming scarce, it’s necessary to trade
the offworld Divinity Corporation for brides. Duty-bound to attend the
ceremony, he has no intention of picking a bride, let alone one from another
dimension. Duty-bound to attend the ceremony, he has no intention of picking a
bride, let alone one from another dimension. That is, until he sees Lilith, the
bewitching woman sent by the gods to reward—or punish?—him.

Lilith, a data analyst for Divinity, is betrayed by the
Corporation and wakes up in a primitive, uncharted dimension filled with
warriors who only know war and duty. But her initial fears of becoming a sex
slave to a big beefy knight become all too real when a warrior of god-like
proportions claims she’s his new woman. As Lilith discovers, there are worse
fates than being the focus of Sorin’s skillful and earthy seduction.

Rating:
Contains graphic sexual content, adult language, and violence

Lilith
Enraptured

Fighting
Lady Jayne

Taking
Karre

Keeping
Paige

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Paranormal Shifter Military Special Ops
Romance

Captain Lukian Vlakhusha is having issues with his newest
target, Peren Matthews. Something about her has left him staring at her picture
and wondering what it would be like to touch her soft skin. When the time comes
for the team to strike, Lukian senses danger and aborts the mission. He makes
an attempt at meeting Peren and is set in his place by an independent young
woman who knows what she is, and isn’t, looking for in a man.

Lukian is having trouble telling Peren that he’s what she
fears most, a werewolf. Can they make the passion that burns between them last,
or will Lukian’s condition be too much for Peren?

When loyalties are
questioned and bonds forged, the I-Ops find themselves fighting a war to guard
not only their secrets but their lives as well.

Missy Carter leads a rather boring, overworked life as a
system analyst for the State Department or rather, that’s what she lets
everyone believe. No, in reality her life is anything but boring. As an agent
with the Paranormal Security and Intelligence, she’s seen and done it all.
Intelligence is her specialty, assassination is her hobby. The only problem is
that the things she spies on don’t die easily. In fact, some of them were dead
to begin with. She’s learned to handle anything life can throw at her. That is
until the biggest paramilitary pain her ass shows up again. Lucky for him, he’s
sexy.

Roi Majors, second in command of the I-Ops, is having a hard
time believing that Intel can only get half the information needed to bring
down an underground ring of vampires with big spending backers who are hell
bent on creating a race of supernaturals with multiple strands of DNA in them.
As the team searches for answers, Roi searches for sexual release. When he
finds himself paired with the one woman in the world who seems immune to his
self-proclaimed charms, he can’t wait to see her to safety and then bid her
good riddance. He never counted on falling in love with her. And he sure in the
hell never counted on her claiming to be an agent with a branch of the
government no human should know about.
 

 Dr. Thaddeus Green survived a werepanther attack long
ago, leaving him immortal and a member of the I-Ops team. He’s dedicated his
life to genetics and to serving his country. After his mutated DNA led to the
death of his loved ones, he vowed to never let anyone close to his heart again.
Try as he might, Green is unable to stop the mystical pull to the tall, leggy
blonde with a sharp tongue and an even worse bite. Thinking Melanie is
suffering from mating withdraw, Green is prepared to do what he must to assure
her survival, even if it means claiming her for himself, regardless of his need
to protect his heart. Little does Green know that fate has been preparing him
for Melanie Daly all his unnaturally long life.

When ghosts from the past resurface, in ways he never dreamt
possible, the normally mild-mannered scientist finds himself drawing on his
inner beast and rage to assure his mate and their future are protected. But
even Green can’t fight all of Melanie’s battles for her. Some she has no choice
but to face on her own. Can their bond stand the test of time?
 

 Held prisoner in remote testing facility in the middle
of the Brazilian rainforest, subjected to torture and abuse, Wilson Rousseau
has long since given up hope of being rescued. Days blend together until he
can’t help but long for death. Saved from his isolated hell by a female’s
distress call, he feels an instant connection to her.

Kimberly thought she was taking a trip to South America to
study indigenous plant life. She had no idea she was playing into the hands of
a mad man whose goal is to create a genetically altered army of super soldiers.
When she finds herself locked in a cell with Wilson, a man who would give his
life to save hers, there is an instant attraction. But the dark secrets
surrounding their imprisonment may change their lives forever. Can they find a
way to beat the odds and be together or will the mad man win?

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I-Ops Headquarters, classified location…

Geoffroi “Roi” Majors tossed his
feet onto the conference table and leaned back in his chair. Captain Lukian
Vlakhusha, his brother by way of shared lycan DNA, cast him a warning look. The
Colonel was due in at any moment and he’d frown upon Roi’s behavior, not that
Roi gave a shit.

As if on cue, the door to the
debriefing room opened and Colonel Brooks made his way in, wearing his normal
stoic game face. “Sorry to call you all in on such short notice, but some
important matters have come to our attention.”

“Did the tabloids claim to have
proof of aliens?
Ooo
, do we get to lie about Roswell again? That was
great pretending like we hadn’t seen a thing. Who wants to do it again? Raise
your hand! We can force Green to make up another lame ass weather balloon
story.
Everyone
believed it the last time,” Wilson, the team’s wererat
and resident smart-ass, said from across the table.

If looks could kill, Wilson
would be six feet under. For a moment, Roi thought that he might have to
restrain Lukian so he wouldn’t tear Wilson’s head off. When no one was
immediately maimed, Roi relaxed. Though, the idea of getting a few good punches
in on Wilson did sound like fun, but that always sounded like a great idea and
could wait until a better time.

The Colonel ignored Wilson’s
comment and hit the light switch. Jon groaned and shielded his amber eyes, no
doubt hung over again. He’d taken the loss of their fellow I-Ops teammate,
Lance, the hardest. They’d been close friends and Roi wasn’t sure that Jon
would be able to pull out of his funk. The only people he had to confide in
were the other Immortal Ops (I-Ops), his team members. It wasn’t like he could
parade into any old shrink’s office, rambling on about losing his best friend
of the past twenty-five years who never looked a day over twenty five and who
also happened to be a werepanther. Yeah, a confession like that would leave Jon
locked up in Bellevue in two point two seconds.

Roi suppressed a grin. Too bad
Wilson wasn’t prone to pouring out his heart. Seeing him in a straight jacket
would be priceless.

Jon’s amber gaze fell upon Roi
and he nodded. Roi tipped his head and then directed his attention on to the
Colonel. “If you don’t mind me asking, sir, why did you call us in here today?
We’ve already debriefed you on the events surrounding Lance’s death, and
Parker’s been eliminated. Please don’t tell me there’s another leftover insane
team member on the prowl. I’m not sure my nerves can take that today.”

Wilson laughed, but Lukian
growled. Roi just smiled and kept his feet on the table. Ticking off the
Colonel was his favorite pastime. Well, that and sex, but since there weren’t
any eligible hotties around, he’d have to just settle on harassing the Colonel.

I give and I give.

The overhead projector came on
and an image of Benjamin Parker flashed up. He was an ex-I-Ops agent who’d gone
AWOL, later killing one of their own. Parker had lost it shortly after Lukian’s
lycan DNA had been introduced to him. He’d managed to escape, and had long
since been assumed dead until he’d shown up a little over a week ago, trying to
not only kill the I-Ops, but Lukian’s lifemate, Peren, as well.

Lukian sat up straight in his
chair as the images of Parker flashed by. Colonel Brooks glanced up at the
screen, not seeming to notice Lukian’s obvious discomfort with the situation.
“Intel just sent these. Here you’ll see Parker in Munich with Gisbert Krauss.”

“Krauss?” Green asked from the
other side of the table. Green was their resident scientist who had a handy
werepanther gene. Sad thing was that Green actually looked tougher than he was.
He was as tall as Roi with a head of deep red hair and a set of biceps that
rivaled any other I-Op, but Green had never taken to the beast side of his
shifter abilities. Rather, he submersed himself in books and research, vowing
to make headway in the creation of more I-Ops teams. When Green had a question,
they all listened. He was the smartest man they’d ever known and considering
the room’s combined age, they’d been around long enough to know a whole lot of
people.

“Yes, Krauss,” Colonel Brooks
said, flipping to the next image, this one showing Parker standing again with
the short, balding Gisbert Krauss. “How much do you know about him?”

Green shifted in his seat a bit
and shrugged. “Just that he’s big in the field of genetic research. Big enough
that I’ve seen his name in a number of related publications. They’re claiming
he’s on the verge of some sort of genetic breakthrough. I saved all references
to him. I can get them if you’d like.”

“Why am I not surprised?” Wilson
asked. “They’re probably filed next to the pile of ‘things he does instead of
date’ collection.”

“If you’re done,” Colonel Brooks
said, staring at Wilson with a cold look.

“He’s done,” Lukian said
sternly. No one dared to question him. One, they respected him. Two, he’d rip
their heads off and spit down their neck before they had a chance to blink. He
wasn’t like the rest of the team. Lukian was born a shifter, a lycan. His
strength was unrivaled and he had other perks as well, like being King of the
Lycans.

“Tell us why Parker was meeting
with Krauss.” Lukian leaned forward in his seat. “I think we all know that it
wasn’t for an in-depth look into the life of a cell.”

Colonel Brooks ran a hand
through his salt and pepper hair before pointing at the image. “We’ve had our
eye on Krauss for a while now. We found out that he had a hand in an
underground paranormal website that talked about DNA alterations and the making
of super humans with the potential to be used as weapons for the highest paying
governments.”

Brooks advanced the image and
the next one showed Krauss standing with Parker near I-Ops Headquarters. The
room went silent. That was a little too close to home for their liking. They
glanced at one another nervously.

Clearing his throat, Brooks
continued, “We think Parker may have sold secrets to Krauss, led him straight
to us and worse yet, participated in the human studies.”

Green shot out of his seat.
“Studies? What the hell do you mean by studies? Mixing straight shifter DNA
with a normal human has a one-hundred percent fatality rate. If they’ve been
sacrificing men to serve their purpose then—”

Brooks put his hand up and
interrupted Green. “Not just men, women and children too. At least that’s what
Intel’s come back with.”