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I'm trailer trash in the slums of Carillon. Until I met him, the mysterious neighbor who speaks through handwritten notes. He never shows his face, only comes and goes late at night, and I'm drawn to him like a moth to a flame. I shouldn't want him. I don't need him. But when I close my eyes, he's all I see. He's my addiction. The secret I keep close to my heart. But sometimes, things aren't what they seem, and secrets don't stay secrets forever. And together, we're just two lost souls on the wrong side of heaven.

Haley walked away from Knox, Theo, Chase, Jackson, and Liam, believing it was the best thing for everyone. But, when Theo and Knox appear in Portland months later, pleading for her to come home, she can't find the strength to refuse. With a radical plan in place, Haley returns to Santa Cruz, more determined than ever to keep Team Jaguar intact. Will her growing connection with each of the guys ultimately lead to happiness, or will it all end in heartbreak?

Kayla: My infatuation with Ezra Johnson started how all obsessions begin - with a simple crush. Over the years I silently soaked up every shy smile and random act of kindness, wrestling them away to a secret place in my heart meant for unrequited love. Because if it wasn't for the fact that I tutor him once a week, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't even know I exist. Then I find his sketchbook. And it changes everything. Ezra: There are two certainties in my life: I've been in love with Kayla Reynolds since I was 14, and I can't have her.

Technically, I'm not a stripper. As a cage dancer, I don't take all my clothes off, and no one gets to touch me. I'm just the eye candy. And I can feel their eyes on me. I know they're watching, but I don't do this for them. This is my time. My life may not have turned out the way I thought it would, but I'm not complaining. From 9 p.m. to 1 a.m. several days a week, I get paid to feel sexy, to feel desired, to do what I love. I always knew I wanted to be a dancer - I just didn't realize I'd be doing it in a cage.

Angel - I know what you're whispering in the car as you pass me by. Hitchhiker. When you see me walking along the side of the road with my thumb out, you'll probably keep driving without giving me a second glance. You probably think I'm foolish. Naïve. You might assume I've made some bad decisions. You might think I'm too young to be on my own. You might be right. Travis - I love my job, but driving an 18-wheeler comes with a certain stereotype. When you hear I'm a trucker, a specific image might come to mind. Uneducated. Dirty. Perverted.

In the long, hot Illinois summer of 1973, insecure, motherless Jamie falls under the dangerous spell of her older, more worldly cousin Fawn, who's come to stay with Jamie and her uncle as penance for committing an "unmentionable act". It is a time of awakenings and corruptions, of tragedy and loss, as Jamie slowly discovers the extent to which Fawn will use anything and anyone to further her own ends - and recognizes, perhaps too late, her own complicity in the disaster that takes shape around them.

His world was water and rhythm. Hard work and drive kept Royal O'Connell one step ahead of his competition. His spot on the swim team, keeping his scholarship, was the only plan that mattered. His world was ebony and ivory. Natural talent and ambition set Camden Morgan apart from the other music majors. His dedication scored him a full ride. Normally, their paths would have never crossed...but when Royal meets his best friend's new roommate, his big plan and Camden's controlled environment faces a variable that could destroy it all: attraction.

Charlotte Conroy, Juilliard-trained violinist, was on the cusp of greatness when tragedy swooped down on dark wings, crushing her hopes and breaking her heart. The music that used to sing in her soul has grown quiet, and she feels on the verge of setting down her violin for good. To pay the bills, she accepts a job as a personal assistant to a bitter, angry young man who's been disabled by a horrific accident....

In a stunning narrative combining the gritty rhythms of Junot Diaz with the noir genius of Walter Mosley, Bodega Dreams pulls us into Spanish Harlem, where the word is out: Willie Bodega is king. Need college tuition for your daughter? Start-up funds for your fruit stand? Bodega can help. He gives everyone a leg up, in exchange only for loyalty - and a steady income from the drugs he pushes.

I knew falling for him was wrong. I did it anyway, his half smiles and blue eyes pulling me deeper. Blue eyes that made me soar. He wasn't mine to keep, though. And like all good and rare things, it came to an end. Then, he strolls into my life, armed with dimples and gray eyes. Gray eyes that ground me. He smashes through my defenses, stealing what is left of my heart. Now, my heart is a war zone, past and present battling for my forever. They say lightning doesn't strike the same place twice. I call bullshit on that theory.

There are angels and demons at war inside my head. I had it all figured out: finish high school, attend seminary, and finally answer my calling of becoming a priest. What I hadn't counted in the equation was her. Grace Miller. The girl who was always out of my reach. The girl who still makes me lose my breath with just a look. Little did I know she would become my temptation and vice, and quite possibly, my ruin. Now I'm standing at a crossroads, and my head is a battlefield. How do I choose sides when it means losing a part of who I am?

I fell in love with Thomas Wells and knew he was my forever. I was 16 when I gave him my heart. Our love was the kind to last a lifetime. But Thomas was broken. The first day we met he told me he was going to become a Navy SEAL. At 19 he enlisted. At 20 he married me. At 25 he left me pregnant and didn't turn back. I knew he was suffering. I also knew I couldn't save him. He left me broken. I was scared and alone. Until I met Ryder St. John, a wounded soldier.

Cal's back, and his arrival changes everything. Lauren knew it was coming, but what she didn't think he'd bring with him was an ultimatum. A choice. One that Lauren feels trapped under. A choice she's unsure will make a difference but could possibly change everything. Cal doesn't just have an ultimatum; he has answers. The ones Lauren so desperately craves. But the truth won't only affect the lives of Cal and Lauren but everyone around them...and not everyone wants the truth to come out.

The cliche in love stories is that the good girl falls for the bad boy who smells of leather and exhaust from his motorcycle, and at the end of the day love conquers all. The stories make it seem so easy. Life, on the other hand, makes it hard. The awful truth is: sometimes love leaves you in ruins. Elias Black may have had a sleeve of tattoos and grown up on the wrong side of the tracks, but he didn't have a true bad bone in his body. I loved him from the moment he kissed me, when I knew I no longer owned my heart, until the world pulled us apart.

I've never really been included. I've never felt like I truly belonged. But then again, how could I? Living on this island, I've seen and heard too many things. Lies. Secrets. Lies I've been forced to tell and secrets I've been forced to keep. They keep me locked to myself. They're the reason I stand on the edge of the horizon and watch from afar. Other people's lives have evolved, but not mine. It's exactly the same. Day after day, the sun rises, and every time its rays penetrate my skin, I'm reminded that no matter how desperately I don't want to be, I'm trapped.

Beau Hale: She said that she was my best friend, and then one day she wasn't. I should be over this by now, it's been years, but I can't escape the memories that haunt me. Everyone around me is moving on with their life, so now I need to do the same. Tennis brought me to Columbia University, and I am quickly proving that I will not let anyone defeat me, past or present. I am in control now. Life has taught me the hard way to remember that. But after all this time, I'm still searching for an answer to the one question that is constantly burning in the back of my mind... why?

Ali Rain: Sometimes I think to myself, "How did I get here?" Then the pain hits and I remember...it's because she's gone. I now live in a new town, go to a new school, and I'm supposed to be moving on with my new life. Only, I no longer know who I am anymore. Dancing is all I have left and every day I feel completely alone. Silence has become the theme song to my life. She said to find some joy and light, but I don't know how. Mostly, I feel surrounded in darkness...that is, until I meet him.

Ansel Bray, an artist known around the world for his tragic hiatus from the canvas. Ansel Bray, a broody, handsome man not known by me, at all. Long dark hair, blue eyes, and dimpled cheeks. I've never met her, but her image is imprinted in my mind. An angel muse who inspires me to paint again.

When Khloe Devaro's best friend and fiance is lost to the war in Iraq, she's beyond distraught. Her intentions of joining him in the afterlife are thwarted by a Cerberus Motorcycle Club member. Too young to do anything on her own, the only alternative she has now is to take Kid up on his offer to stay at the MC clubhouse. As if that's not a disaster waiting to happen, but anything is better than returning to the foster home she's been forced to live in the last three years.

Last Days of Summer is the story of Joey Margolis, neighborhood punching bag, growing up goofy and mostly fatherless in Brooklyn in the early 1940s. A boy looking for a hero, Joey decides to latch on to Charlie Banks, the all-star third basemen for the New York Giants. But Joey's chosen champion doesn't exactly welcome the extreme attention of a persistent young fan with an overactive imagination. Then again, this strange, needy kid might be exactly what Banks needs.