Amadine has wanted to pay her sister back for the ultimate kindness, and this was the only way she could do it. She just needs a medic, a guardian, and a wilderness expert. Good thing that she can hire one from the BDC. Amadine Heckler hasn’t had the most predictable life, but it has been short. When she turned five, she was the size of her genetic donor, and she looked into sad, steel eyes through the sides of the tank she had grown in. Ondine was still heavily damaged, but she had refused to take over the body that had been grown for her when she realized that a mind already occupied it. Amadine was educated, dressed, housed, and given employment counselling. She became a children’s author, and when she was six, her activation came online. She shared her sister’s quiet home and had friends who didn’t know who her sibling was. She thought long and hard about what to give Ondine for the life and freedom she had surrendered. She had no idea that Ondine was thinking the same thing.

Lyra's last conscious thought was being trapped under debris in a dam collapse. When her consciousness woke up, things were... different.She was in her sixth decade, but her body was slight and curvy, and she had a lot of blue hair in lieu of her normal mud brown. That was different.She meets the medical team, and they are aliens with pointy ears. Fair enough. She now has pointy ears as well.A briefing lets her know she is an omega. She is the only omega on the entire planet and the first of her kind to wake. What follows is a dizzying culture shock, a lot of firsts, and being the target of a mate-drive run that will see her with partners by the end of it. The first Omega Run since the natural omegas died. What could go wrong?

Elizabeth has spent her life exploring the world, visiting strangers, and learning all the customs she could. When the first Volunteer Project began, she had been in her fifties and out of the running. Now, at eighty-two, they offer to tune her up and send her to the stars. What world traveller could resist? She becomes taller, stronger, but her sense of humour remains the same. Her assignment is to collect memories from alien ancients who have been gathered on one world as a disconnected think tank. She needs to get them together, one at a time. She begins her journey there as a novice monk and works her way up to master. She deals with the indifferent man who greeted her and prepares to be charming with the other ancients until one goes too far, and she shows him what she is made of. Her mind is not his playground, and she has a strong right hook.

Exposed by her own temper, she faces the hardest task of her existence, facing the Rrassic and resisting desire. Niiva used to be a farmer’s daughter with every stereotype that went along with it. Her hormones raged out of control, and her body usually followed. Now, she is on Imrahl, one of thousands of humans abducted to work with the Rrassic in their war efforts, and she has been kept away from the eligible warriors in a bid to keep her doing what she does best, farming. One night after working late on a shipment, she finds herself facing a drunk human and a few of the leonine Regiz-Rrassic. They mistake her for a male and begin to get aggressive when another of their kind steps in to break it up. Argo takes notice of her, and it spells the end of her life as a harvester and a fast track into the Breeder compound. Resistance is no longer a priority.

She works at a space station catering to everyone else’s virtual fantasies. When a man gets stuck in the scenario, she must wake the sleeping prince. Styra works at the Blue Station and has been programming since she was able to reach a keyboard. When she became an adult, she went from writing the simple scenarios and backgrounds to guiding tangled clients through the environments they had selected. Lately, she has been going in to pry out the difficult cases and making sure that everyone plays by the rules. Her boss calls her in on her day off and sends her in after an imperial captain. Somehow, he has gotten stuck in one of their fairy tale environments. She headed in to find the missing client, and the computer had locked him in the role of the sleeping beauty. The criteria were clear. A kiss was necessary to wake him, and the protocols were set. Once he was awake, she was ready to get him out of the scenario, but the computer was still locked. Yr-el wasn’t counting on his distaste for the virtual princess, but his drake had wanted to play in the scenario. When he wakes in the arms of a woman with moonlight for skin, he begins to understand why he was steered to this station at this time. All he had to do was get her to release the drake the same way she had released him, and he could begin a courtship.

Contracted to a wolf pack, she makes a choice that frees her body and shakes the very stone around her. Bound magic is still dangerous. Atty is contracted to a wolf pack to fulfill a prophecy, and they have educated her to be a good mate to their upcoming king. The night before her wedding makes her throw fate to the winds, and the next day at the ceremony, she rejects all that she had been raised to expect and makes a run for it. Her exit from the pack did not leave her unscathed, so she drives as far as she can and pleads her case to the moon when forced to walk. She sits and draws patterns on the stone under her before feeling serenity flow through her and giving her the strength to continue her journey. Years pass as she goes from menial jobs to manager positions to opening her own café in a downtown highrise. When she meets the building owner, there is something familiar about him, and the familiar thing is her own magic in a huge grey body covered with carved glyphs. How he got her power is a mystery, but the look in his eyes says that they have met before. She hates to think it, but he’s right.

Bumping into her ex-boyfriend ten years later was unexpected, but having their attraction flare and include two other alphas was shocking, even without the dragons. Eliana was travelling to become her friend’s nanny. The journey on the private plane was long, but the presence of a familiar face made it an eternity. Ten years earlier, her then-boyfriend had marked her and left town. It had been a shocking turn of events. He had told her he loved her, then morphed into a dragon and pressed fire onto her back. Efforts by friends had stilled the fire in her and left the mark hollow, and now... here he was with two friends, and they were all staring at her. Life as a nanny was short. Keahi, Nalu, and Mano all began courting her, and her new boss decided that she could start later or not at all. Dealing with a decade-long hurt was difficult. Dealing with two dragons and a giant shark was easy in comparison. Can the fairy tale restart with a deep dive into the ocean, or will it sink before it swims?

Her life on Earth had died decades earlier; helping to bring heat to a frozen world seems like a good use of her time. The love of her life died when they were teens, and Idalia had no plans for any kind of future. When a woman named Minerva arrived near the lighthouse where she spent her days escorting tourists and made Idalia an offer, it was a no-brainer. Nothing or something. She chose something to bring her life out of the lock she had been in. The process to change her body to enable her to survive Los was detailed and altered every bit of tissue and bone she had. Taunting a planet’s avatar into reappearing using sex isn’t something one can train for, but Idalia has a good instinct for it, and he soon rises to claim her, body and soul.