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Lennon Washington has been the star of every dream, every nightmare, since the day I lost her. Since the moment I let my demons win and she slipped through my fingers.

Macon Davis. My best friend’s brother. My tormentor. My least favorite person. Pothead. Delinquent. A careless, directionless loser. That’s what I used to believe, but I didn’t really know him. And when I finally saw him, it was the best and worst thing to ever happen to me. We burned hot and fast. Passion. Anger. Love. Pain. We were reckless. Naive. We were doomed from the start. When I finally saw Macon Davis for who he was, we both went down in the flames.

The governor’s daughter has gotten herself into a mess. If I protect her, her father will owe me, bigtime. But the best way to keep her safe is to marry her. Claim her as one of our own.

When one of THE Hawthorne brothers—known by their chiseled jawlines and their family-run farm and event center—hires me to be his virtual assistant, I do everything I can to keep him firmly in the work zone. His grumpy demeanor helps. His smoking hot profile picture does not. But even if I do have a crush (a very tiny one), I can't catch real feelings for a million different reasons. Besides the whole business part of our relationship, I'm a single mom. I have to think about what's best for my son. And my grumpy, divorced, humorless boss isn't exactly giving me "ready to be a stepdad" vibes.

Some couples have chemistry, others have a connection. We have both. We took turns walking away. Somehow, we’ve still ended up here. On stage, together, in front of tens of thousands of people. Him holding a guitar, me a microphone. Singing the song I wrote that launched my career and dubbed me the princess of pop music. The song about him. Maybe we were inevitable from the start. To love. To dream. To end. Our song had one ending. Our story might have another.

Kate Fletcher is my kryptonite. She's also my best friend. Former best friend? I'm not sure what you call it when we grew up attached at the hip and then she left Silver Creek (and me) to travel the world. The important thing is: Kate is back. (Temporarily.) And I'm still in love with her. (Permanently.) But something is different now. The attraction doesn't seem one-sided. I don't think I'm imagining the heat in Kate's eyes or the chemistry crackling between us.

I've been in love with Dani for...I don't even know when it happened to be honest. We met freshman year and started working out together. Working out buddies turned to friendship, which led to feelings. At least for me. But she's been hung up on another guy, at least until this Christmas break, when I found her singing out her heartbreak at a karaoke bar. All I wanted to do was comfort her, which apparently meant my lips comforting hers. But she freaked, and now I don't know what to do.

Zoe Forward presents Book 2 in the Crown's Wolf series. Contains mature themes.

Lycan Roman Lanzo and his brothers are bound-by magic, no less-to serve the Crown of England. All he knows is honor, violence, blood, magic, and death. Which is exactly when he finds her. A rare female Lycan, gorgeous, fierce, powerful, and with no memory of who or what she is. Now everything in Roman's blood wants to help her, protect her, and—damn it all to hell—want her. Nova woke knowing only that her leather Goth get-up was riding up in the wrong places, and that she had to find Roman. Since then, every moment is a new and unsettling insight into her gifts.

The only thing I was looking forward to more than marrying my enemy was seeing her pregnant with my baby. But I guess that’s why I’m the bad boy of my family—but she’s always played the good girl. If they only knew the things she begged me to do all those years ago, when I was sneaking in through her bedroom window. Before I left. Before I broke her heart. Before she hated me.

It began with lies. So many lies. I was born unwanted. In pain. Addicted. A crack baby. I was given a second chance, but I want a third. A fresh start—out from under my parents’ control. I was on my way to building my new life when my neighbor crashed into it, wrecking all my plans. Heir to his family fortune, Henry Ward III, returned to Texas with a plan of his own. With burdens as heavy as my own secrets, he needed a distraction.

I have no idea how to flirt. In fact, I can barely tell when someone is flirting with me. I've been focused no football and school for way too long and somewhere along the way I missed out on all the normal relationship stuff my friends did. Now I'm a junior in college, and I've only ever kissed one girl in my whole life. Until Autumn. For some reason, she wants to help me out; be my love tutor, she says. The thought of taking her up on her offer makes me want to incinerate from embarrassment. But if I don't, I might miss my only chance to catch up.

Master illusionist Nicholas Pine has learned the hard way that nothing—and nobody—is what they seem. So when he runs into sexy antique shop owner, Zelda Quincy, he knows there's more to her than meets the eye. Still, what he sees is intriguing . . . and he can't get her out of his head. Zelda has spent her whole adult life running away from her family's reputation. She's changed her name and tried to move on. The last thing she wants is to return to the world she left behind, even with someone as hot as Nicholas by her side. But after one hot night, she's addicted—and so is he.

Tobias Richter, the fearsome VP of Security of the TechCorps is dead. The puppet master is gone and the organization is scrambling to maintain control by ruthlessly limiting Atlanta's access to resources, hoping to quell rebellion. Our band of mercenary librarians have decided that the time for revolution has come. Maya uses her wealth of secrets to weaken the TechCorps from within. Dani strikes from the shadows, picking off the chain of command one ambush at a time. And Nina is organizing their community—not just to survive, but to fight back.

I spent last year busting my butt as the starting quarterback to make sure Marycliff moved up to Division I. Now it's my senior year, and as thanks for all my hard work, the university's brought in a new head coach and a new starting quarterback. Bitterness doesn't even begin to describe my feelings about that. And since the new QB is Coach's pet, no amount of hard work will win my spot back. But he has a weakness: a smokin' hot sister who just so happens to tag along to all the team events. And lucky me, she's as attracted to me as I am to her.

Zero-three-zero-nine. Four little numbers…four little words. They might be random and insignificant to anyone else, but they meant something to us. No, they meant everything to us. Until they were ripped away. That was the day our lives took a different course: one we had no control over, one that others puppeteered and mangled into a cluster so big it left us with emotional scars lined with venom toward each other. All because I’m a Montgomery and he’s a Barrett. Now, Trig is back and he hates me with more hostility and rage than ever…and I’ve learned to do the same.

The first time she meets Casey Waltham, she's buying condoms...for her grandmother. And of course drops them accidentally at his feet. Face plant. The second time she sees him, she's this close to landing her dream job and is celebrating at a club. Two chance encounters in the same day—that's got to be a sign, right?

My biggest fears have come true. I’m an adult living with my parents as I contemplate my future. I’ve given up everything to make the ultimate sacrifice, but at some point I need to put what happened behind me.

She’s my best friend’s little sister. That alone should be enough to make me keep my hands to myself. Knowing her brother’s extra protective should seal the deal. But after Ellie turns up on our doorstep while her brother’s not home, and falls asleep on the couch after a misunderstanding with her roommate, I can’t seem to stay away. I’m not normally the kind of guy who only wants what he can’t have, but in Ellie’s case, I seem to be making an exception.

I betrayed the cartel. Now, he’ll make sure I can never leave it. To keep me in line, I’ll be forced to spend my eternity with a ruthless criminal. If only I hadn’t harbored a traitorous, girlish crush for years. If only the way he makes me tremble wasn’t equal parts fear and desire. If only that stern black stare didn’t make my knees weak. It would be so much easier to defy him. My unyielding jailor. My husband. My forever.