Terraform Zero, a virtual reality colonization game, has swept the galaxy by storm. The Champions are household names that give humanity hope. Vee Miles believes she is good enough to compete amongst them, but the costly entrance fee is holding her back.

Enter the Earthian Planetary Exploration Division.

Still reeling from a publicity nightmare named Zeph, the corporation is desperate to change the public’s opinions toward Cyborgs. They offer to sponsor Vee. The EPED gets the PR boost, and she gets to keep the prize money. The EPED’s deal comes with strings though, and she has to pretend to be a made-up Cyborg shifting bear named Cypher.

A male that had the look of a Viking space warrior, with enough scars and otherworldly brawn to make any woman swoon. An imaginary male that makes her heart race…

Little does she know she’s being used as bait to lure the real Cypher from his den.

He’s out now.

He’s coming for her, and there’s no place virtual or otherwise for her to hide.

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The human race is dying under the red comet soaring through the skies above…and with it, the sounds of dragons are in the air.

My name is Aida, and I was destined to lead the Sand’s Hunter tribe into a new generation—promised to mate with one of the last born males along the Mermaid Coast. But before Leith was delivered to my tribe, my younger sister came of age and the elders chose her to be his mate instead.

Then a messenger came from the north with rumors of dragons turning into virile males from a single, human touch. Fresh hope blooms within me as I plan to reclaim my rightful place as future matriarch to my people, and with that hope, I ready my supplies to hunt down one of these dragons to make my own. To touch him, to claim him, to take his seed and honor my people with a new generation.

But a storm is on the horizon.

And with that storm, soars an alpha dragon in heat. He’s heading straight for me.
He sees me.

All my plans crumble under his icy draconian stare.

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The tribes have wilted. The last of the menfolk have grown old. The human race has been dying since the red comet first soared through the skies above.

My name is Issa, and as the youngest huntress and the only one left within childbearing age, I’m doomed to be the last matriarch of my people. Which would be a great honor, if there were a male to be mine from another tribe. But none have been born, none but my younger brother. It’s been my life duty to protect him.

When the time comes to escort my brother to a neighboring tribe, my friend tells me a rumor of a huntress finding a dragon in the northern plains. And when that huntress touched the dragon’s hide, the beast transformed into a virile, possessively bonded male.

With a thundering heart and nothing left to lose, I venture into the forbidden jungle to find such a dragon. To touch him, to bear his burden.

But the dragon I find is nothing at all like I imagined…

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The tribes have wilted. The last of the menfolk have grown old. The human race has been dying since the red comet first soared through the skies above.

My name is Issa, and as the youngest huntress and the only one left within childbearing age, I’m doomed to be the last matriarch of my people. Which would be a great honor, if there were a male to be mine from another tribe. But none have been born, none but my younger brother. It’s been my life duty to protect him.
When the time comes to escort my brother to a neighboring tribe, my friend tells me a rumor of a huntress finding a dragon in the northern plains. And when that huntress touched the dragon’s hide, the beast transformed into a virile, possessively bonded male.
With a thundering heart and nothing left to lose, I venture into the forbidden jungle to find such a dragon. To touch him, to bear his burden.

But the dragon I find is nothing at all like I imagined…

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Orcs to the north
Goblins to the east
Centaurs to the south
Minotaurs to the west

Calavia was known as the hag, a swamp witch, and a dangerous being to those who threatened her sanctuary, Prayer. No one knew the lost girl that she truly was, surviving each day in the cursed Labyrinth, hiding her humanity from the hordes of monsters who would tear each other limb-from-limb to possess it. When a minotaur arrived on her doorstep with a human woman, she helped them… for a price.

And when they fled, she was left alone with the wrath of the centaurs that had been chasing the pair. With her magic dying, her protection failing, and a war on the horizon, she summons a champion.

Astegur Bathyr—the third bull begat of the legendary warlord Steelslash, and heir to the Bathyr tribe—was drawn to Prayer and the haunting female within. But for what reason? The wiles of mist witches had never held his interest, but her mouthwatering scent on the curse-laden night mist held him as surely as any mortal chain.

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Janet was a maneater.

She knew what men wanted, took what she pleased and used that to her advantage. But the men who lived in the small colonies on her home planet were not the same as those who traveled and conquered the universe. They were nothing like the Cyborgs who showed up to solve all her family’s problems, especially the green-eyed god who crowded her space.
So she used him like she used the rest—and bit off far more than she could ever chew.

Zeph carried a demon on his back, one that scratched at the inside of his skull relentlessly. No one would guess that the neon green knight had a terrible secret, not with his charm and his lies. And because of his charisma, his razzle-dazzle darkness, the EPED used him for all he was worth. But sometimes missions can’t be fixed with diplomacy. Sometimes you have to follow your own instincts—even a croc’s instincts—to go after what you really want.
He wanted Janet. He wanted to keep her.
But the demon wanted something else entirely.

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Author Warning: Chaos Croc is a romance with explicit violence, strong language, and heated scenes. Mature readers only.

Zeph stood outside her window, in the shadow of his spaceship, peering up at the glass and wood between them. Faded traces of her lavender scent tickled his senses.

If he listened closely, he could hear the others in the household preparing for bed. Some of them, he knew, waited up to watch his ship take-off. Janet wasn’t one of them. Her steady breathing indicated sleep.

Even, settled, comforted-fucking-breaths. If he didn’t know that she wanted him too, the fact that he contemplated taking her against her will would have been candy-crazy. Psychotic.

He pulled out a cig and lit up. The embers brightening up his gloved hands. Smoke twisted through the air; black against the darkness.

By the time it was no more than a bud and discarded ash on the dirt, he’d convinced himself that he was perfectly sugary-sane. Janet’s breaths deepened. His audio-tech focused solely on her. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Zeph could hear her heartbeat like a low beat in the back of his mind.

Clouds drifted overhead, obscuring the stars. Sea fog curled up over the edge of the bluff. It licked and lapped at the giant Montihan house. He wondered what it tasted like.

Lavender. His mouth watered.

It tasted like lavender.