A grieving King, a lost island girl, and a love that changes them forever… After losing her intended Mate, Artemis Brimwood, future King of Nestia, is bereft. Broken. Beyond consolation. There's simply no room in her heart for someone else—anyone else. Yet her mother's incessant pressure to wed and continue the Brimwood name leads Art to Aeryn Sweetwater, an island girl at heart who desires nothing more than her mother and her Alpha's approval. But Art doesn't need a Mate; she has no use for one. So she concocts a mutually beneficial scheme with Aeryn: the omega will agree to bear her pups through artificial insemination, and they will lead separate, fulfilling lives. Everyone's happy. But there's more to Aeryn than meets the eye, and day after day, Art falls deeper into the spell cast by bouncing curls, milky moonlit skin and a soft, submissive heart. Just as balance is restored in Art's life, the past returns to hurt those she loves the most.

An upright warrior captures the captain of a smuggling operation, but their torment has just begun… As Deputy Major General of the High Nestian army, Thea Newquist has a reputation to uphold. Often lauded as King Artemis' right-hand-woman, Thea is sworn to protect the law and keep the peace on the Seventh Star. However, there have been reports of foreign tech popping up in the cities. A handheld Touch communicator is harmless. But what about a blaster? Or high-grade weapons? No. The situation is untenable. In the middle of a private mission for King Artemis, Thea notices a sketchy, sleek submarine emerging from the depths of the ocean, charting its own path in the waters. Curiosity pushes her to track the vessel, and duty prompts her to capture the captain who's dropping off a shipment of illegal goods. Only... She doesn't expect her new prisoner to be a tattooed, fiery-haired brat that simply won't admit defeat. At every turn, the captured Captain fights her tooth and nail, but Thea simply doesn't have the willpower to fight back. With every flick of wild curls and hisses from those red lips, it becomes clear that the little omega is about to go into heat. And it is up to Thea to get the Captain back to the city before those pulsing pheromones sink them both.

\*This is a lesbian omegaverse fantasy romance. Amaris Brimwood knows what's expected of her. She's the heir to the Seventh Star, and as her Sire grows closer to retirement, Ris' time as Queen is fast approaching. Between honing her skills to lead her people and fighting the omega-leadership bias, her mother's pleas to find a Mate before she ascends the throne fall on deaf ears. Ris is not looking for anything that will distract her from her duties—certainly not two Alphas nicknamed the Terror Twins. Yogi Sweetwater and Sage Starquist couldn't be more different. Yogi is a walking tragicomedy, and Sage hardly takes a break from frowning to laugh at her best friend's jokes. After returning from a two-year outstation posting along the borders, the Alphas find themselves in a distinctly uncomfortable situation with Ris in the center. The three of them are scent-compatible, and try as they might, the connection between them is undeniably electric. The only problem is—there's never been a Royal Nest before. As the Mates try to navigate their relationship without exposing their newfound love, trouble brews in the Royal family. Ris is used to biased opposition from her court—after all, she's the first omega Queen to ascend the throne. But when her opponent is her Alpha sister, things get a little more complicated. And a lot more heartbreaking.

Eccentric, bookish and downright boring—Zanny Starquist knows exactly what people say about her. An omega who graduated with a doctorate in herbology at just nineteen, she's devoted her career to formulating a natural herb-based vaccine to empower people like herself to go beyond the constraints of their heats, and she's as close as she can ever be. All she needs is one last herb from the sacred bowers of the lower Nestian mountain tribe of Clovend. Azura has held the honor of being Chieftain of Clovend for the past twenty years. The tribe respects and adores her, but most importantly, they trust in her ability to keep them safe. After the death of her Mate several years before, the Alpha believes her time for romance is over. She's older now. Wiser. Too practical to be punched in the gut by pale freckles and fiery curls on first sight. Or so she tells herself. As Zanny works her wide-eyed charm on the unsuspecting Chieftain, Azura's enemies watch from afar, knowing exactly where to strike so that it hurts her the most. \*This is a lesbian omegaverse fantasy romance.

—Please read with caution. This novel contains explicit descriptions of mating cycles and G!P (girl penis). As the blurb indicates, this is a story about someone being traded to pay off a debt. The main character, Avani, is a user and abuser. Things to expect: rough sex, non-consensual elements, fleeting bouts of suicidal ideations, unrealistic ideas of virginity, and difficult depictions of an omega as merely a ‘thing’. If those themes are triggering for you, please click away. You’ve been warned. Blurb: Orphaned at a young age, Issadora Yearling has grown into a talented pianist and schoolteacher under the guidance of her dear grandmother. While credit has always been tight, Issa knows exactly how to make every last penny of her inheritance stretch as much as possible. But Gran has a debilitating secret—she's accrued a large debt over the past decade, and now, the debtors have come calling. Desperate for a quick solution, Gran turns to a long-lost friend for help. Soon, Issa must face a horrifying her grandmother's friend is none other than the Dowager Queen of the Seventh Star, and the doddering old lady is harboring a fugitive—Avani Brimwood, a notorious traitor and the Alpha who invoked a war to steal the throne from her older sister. When Gran petitions the Alpha for a loan, Avani agrees, on one Issa will stay behind as collateral. Surely her grandmother wouldn't agree to this... Would she? \*This is a lesbian omegaverse fantasy romance.

\*This is a lesbian omegaverse fantasy romance. If you're not a fan of alpha chicks with dicks, please click away. In the idyllic castle of High Nestia, friendships run deep but secrets run deeper. Can Hana Montaigne rise above the betrayal that binds her? In High Nestia, where friendships are forged in steel, High Archer Hana Montaigne is a deceiver of the highest order. She’s loved, and loved wrongly. Now, the past is her only companion. Haunted by the consequences of her choices and burdened by the remorse that shadows her every step, Hana is convinced that she doesn’t deserve kindness or… love. Until she meets Zenith Honeybeam. Zenith is a recluse. A hermit. A loner. And she prefers it that way. People are hard to read, and even harder to understand. Her little apothecary in the fringes of the sacred forest has served her well. But when Hana Montaigne arrives on her doorstep, angry and heatstruck, Zenith finds her walls beginning to crumble. Hana is all power and pride, and with each kiss, she drags Zenith into a whirlwind of want beyond the Alpha’s wildest imagination. Will Hana be able to rise above the betrayal that binds her, and accept the love that is so readily offered?