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Seeing their lifeless bodies nearly killed us. Knowing some monster harmed those we loved created a whole new set of worries. In the wake of all the madness, we need to stay focused. With revenge warranted, we must bide our time. Good things come to those who wait, after all. If there’s one thing we’re known for, it’s picking up the pieces and building something new. And this time, we’ll be unstoppable.

We’re all playing a dangerous game. One where there are no winners. Only survivors. I’m in love with my enemies, but obviously they don’t feel the same way. When their lies and betrayal surface, I have no choice but to leave. They’ve broken my heart, but not my spirit. They think they’ve won. They think they’ve ruined me. The only thing they’ve done is made me stronger.

Mitch O'Reilly, has been hired by big time Hollywood director T.J. Mooney to follow his son Austin, who is starting an acting career without riding the coattails of his powerful father. T.J. isn't happy his beloved son has changed his last name and chooses to live in a sketchy apartment and not the family mansion in Bel Air. To Mitch, it's another routine stakeout until Austin’s body is found on the hill below the Hollywood sign.

On the verge of bankruptcy, private investigator Mitch O’Reilly takes any gig that comes his way while running his Eye Spy supply shop in a forgotten Los Angeles strip mall. After two tours in Afghanistan, Mitch’s life amounts to running his store, coping with his fun-loving sister Josie, and scoring with anonymous men he meets online. That changes when he gets a break. A beloved comedy scriptwriter is murdered at a bathhouse, and Mitch is hired to prove the innocence of the club custodian.

I was overlooked most of my life. Quiet, nerdy, and someone people didn't notice. But he saw me. Adrian Kennedy was kind whereas others were indifferent. He laughed, not at me, but because of me. Because he believed I was the funniest person he knew. I was myself with him—stripped bare, exposed. Raw and open in a way I've never known since. I was his, and he was mine. But I was a secret. Perhaps an experiment. Pushed aside when things got too scary. Too real. His kindness turned into cruelty, not because of words he said, but because he was unaware of what his rejection felt like.

The first night I met Parker Cole, he insulted me within five minutes of opening his gorgeous mouth. Between the banter and nicknames thrown at each other, a spark ignited that lingered well beyond that evening. Our next encounter was a night full of masked pleasure and fun, with no expectations. Well, maybe one… for him to stop being such a jerk. Now, much to his disapproval, he's my new boss. As time passes, his presumably impenetrable walls start crumbling, and suddenly, two people who can barely stand each other find their lives tangling in every way imaginable.

Gianna, queen of to-do lists, clean freak, organizer extraordinaire, has her future all figured out. Dream job at 24, engaged at 26, married at 28, first baby at 30. And she’s on her way to achieving that…sort of. She has a job, though it’s not a dream, and she even thought she had her guy. That is, until he dumped her just short of that engagement ring deadline.

Desperate, angry, and unable to heal, Adriana hits rock bottom and is forced to seek help for the sake of her son. What she doesn’t expect is a friendship from an unlikely source—Julian Baker, her best friend’s ex-fiancé. Julian is every bit the man she isn’t expecting to walk into her life. Intelligent, witty, and extremely handsome. Their unique friendship soon turns into a forbidden relationship. As lovers, they form a bond that must remain hidden from their family and friends, but secrets can only be kept for so long.

As kids, we had an unexplainable bond. One I don't think we even understood back then. Over time, the pull between us developed into something we could no longer ignore. We were reckless, we were impulsive, we were… everything. Until it all came shattering down. Now, he's a single father, and I'm the estranged best friend who's still hopelessly in love with him—Eli Barton, America's favorite baseball pitcher and the man I walked away from. What was supposed to be self-preservation may have turned out to be the biggest regret of my life.

Have you ever felt such a pull to one person that you cannot control yourself around them? Just one mention of their name and a fire ignites deep within? Well I, Sloan Barton, had that connection... with my brother's best friend. You see, I was in love with Wesley King long before I ever knew what love was. Always tagging along, admiring him from afar. Until one day, he loved me back. Except I found out he wasn't mine first and because of that, I had no choice but to let him go.

Waiting on You is a secret pregnancy, office romance.

I had a plan to get through senior year. Get good grades, stay busy with clubs, don’t forget to carve out time for Mom and Hannah, and most importantly, stay far, far away from Landon Atwater. That plan collapsed at the end of summer when my mom announced her surprise engagement… to Landon’s father. Now, I have to live with the jerk who has spent years tormenting me. At school, I could make sure we weren’t in the same classes and turn the other way if I saw him in the halls, but avoiding him gets a lot harder when I’m living in his seaside mansion.

Teacher by day, stalker by night. Who ever thought college could be this interesting? I'm teaching a hundred students. But my eyes are only on one. She's my obsession—and I'll stop at nothing to make her mine.

Joey is no stranger to romance. After all, his family wrote the book when it came to falling in love and finding their forever partners. There’s no doubt in his mind that his soul mate is out there as well. What he doesn’t expect is to be struck down with a serious case of instalove the second Lucy Storm steps off the front porch of her family’s farmhouse.

I knew better than to go to that party. I would have been much happier curled up at home eating Halloween candy by myself, but I had Mom’s voice in my head telling me to make an effort now that I was in college, to put myself out there and socialize. If I’d stayed home, I wouldn’t have met him.

My foster brother Aiden swore he'd always be there for me. Then one day I never heard from him again. My heart never recovered from his betrayal. I keep waiting for him to return and sweep me away from my creepy Uncle and abusive family. Then he walks back into my life... and as much as I hate his guts for breaking his promise, deep down I know I'll go running back into his arms. I could never resist him for long.

I've killed more women than I can count. But this one is different. I always start by stalking them. I follow them home and break into their rooms… like a predator ambushing unsuspecting prey. The thrill of the hunt makes me feel alive. But Ember isn't scared of me. She's a fighter… and when I break into her room in the dead of night, she relishes every touch. I know I should be done with her and move on to my next victim, but something stops me. I'm the masked man that lurks in the shadows—and she can't get enough of me.

An escape from my parents who insist I follow in their footsteps as a Guardian of the Society. Keep the members safe—that's what I'm supposed to do. But how can I safeguard the students when I can't even protect myself? Someone has been watching me. His eyes burn into my soul like a branding iron. At night, he haunts my dreams and transforms them into nightmares. Sometimes when I wake, he's there, standing at the foot of my bed in awe of my existence. He isn't the one I fear most, though

I’m sure if I hadn’t spilled beer all over him and gave a subtle suggestion of where he could shove his best friend’s dick, perhaps we would have started out on a better note. How was I supposed to know that the dude was the captain of Bradford Private’s precious football team? I had just witnessed my boyfriend three inches deep inside some random girl. Surely you can't blame a girl for word vomit after such a traumatic experience.

They said that once upon a time, Cinderella resided with her monstrous stepmother, ugly stepsisters, and led a life of cruel drudgery. That is, until one day, a fairy godmother helped her attend a ball, where she met a charming prince and lived happily ever after.