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One tattooed drummer. One feisty redhead. One sexy-as-sin keyboardist. And one smokin' hot night... What happens when two bandmates from the hottest rock band on the planet hook up with their lead singer’s (off-limits) little sister? Trouble, that’s what. But lucky for Imogen, trouble is exactly what’s on the menu.

Ah, Christmas. The most magical time of the year. The snow is falling, cider is flowing, and couples are kissing under the mistletoe. Too bad all that makes me want to gag. It isn't that I'm a hater, it's just that I have a job to do, and this particular holiday is getting in the way of that. And I know what you'll say, that Micah Noble's Christmas Tree Farm is a beloved tradition for many of the families, but you have to see the bigger picture here: a luxury resort where overworked Manhattanites can escape to, a serene place of spas and shopping and watching sexy lumberjacks chopping wood.

Lieutenant Kieran Bailey never saw his life anywhere but the bustling streets of Chicago - but then again, he never saw his life with a boyfriend, either. That all changed when he fell in love with bombshell CEO Sebastian “Bash” Vogel. But it’s one thing to fall in love. It’s another to try to build a life together when you live hundreds of miles apart.

The moment Bash “Miss Razzle Dazzle” Vogel sashayed into Lieutenant Kieran Bailey’s life, both their worlds were turned upside down. What started as an easy friendship quickly morphed into sizzling chemistry that neither one could deny. But what Kieran knows better than anyone is that when a fire burns this hot and heavy, someone’s bound to get burned. Do they dare to risk being together? Or will the flame of this hot match consume them both?

Sebastian “Bash” Vogel, the magnetic, cross-dressing CEO of AnaVoge, has long been a lone island when it comes to his personal life. Self-assured and playful, he’s never left wanting for suitors - but Bash isn’t looking for something permanent. He’s more than fulfilled with his company and his closest friends, and no one is going to shake up the status quo. That is, until he’s thrown over the shoulder of one of Chicago’s finest and hauled out of a burning building.

Small towns are definitely not for me. The understanding was that I would one day return to Chamberlin, California. What my father didn't count on was that once he sent me away, I would never come back - at least not until he was gone. Which brings me to now, his wake. It also brings me to her. The girl who has grown into the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on - Laurel Anderson.

Lucien Vale is temptation incarnate. Devilishly charming, wickedly confident, and sinfully sexy, he rules Manhattan’s most elite clubs, indulging the city’s darkest desires with a knowing smirk and a whisper of seduction. He’s built an empire, played the game to perfection, and isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty when it serves the greater good. But love? That’s always been just out of reach.

Act like a player, dress like a player, be a player. In my opinion, these are fantastic life goals. I have no idea why my parents think I have no direction. I’m the fun one. Easygoing. A massive flirt. I get along with just about everyone, except ... Caleb Reeves. Also known as “the Bane of My Existence.” He’s everything I’m not: focused, effortlessly sexy but straight, and an ex-Park Avenue Prince. Or the “Pricks,” as he likes to call us now.

Who are we? Nobody really knows. We’re seven powerful heirs to empires, ruling Manhattan from our thrones on Park Avenue. By day, we’re the elite, untouchable, and more connected than you could ever imagine. By night, we revel in the darkness of our secrets, pulling strings that make the city bow to our whims.

I’m so over college. It was supposed to be the time of our lives, a time of debauchery, but one by one, Cupid aimed his arrow and hit every one of my moron friends. Relationships. Could there be anything more soul-sucking and lame? To be tied to one person, and have to think about their ... feelings. Fine. Whatever. I’ll look for my fun elsewhere. Like that teacher’s assistant who keeps giving me a hard time. I wouldn’t mind shutting him up—with my mouth. I wonder if I could provoke him into it ...

Chloé Thornton-Priestley has lived a life most dream of. One that was nurtured with love, acceptance, and trust. Raised by three wonderful men, she is free-spirited and has never let society’s conventions tame her. Why would she, when she’s seen what beauty can come from an unconventional love? Life is good. She has her family. Her dream job. Her future is going exactly as planned. The last thing she is looking for is more men in her life. Her fathers and brother are enough. So no one is more surprised than Chloé to find out she has fallen in love with not one, but two of them.

Zayne Copeland’s been getting in trouble for as long as he can remember. But if trouble goes by the name Ethan Holt, he’s quite okay with that. Why wouldn’t he be, when Ethan has been the one to show him what love is? From boys to men. From school to the office. He and Ethan have always been inseparable. They’re possessive of one another, protective to a fault. They had to be to survive. But as they fall deeper for Chloé, the woman they’ve claimed as their own, they realize they have to open up their lives in order to hang on to her.

Desire. Dominance. Sex. Ethan Holt is in the business of all three. He believes that any fantasy can be created and that any kink should be explored. Why wouldn’t he, when he has several of his own? Control. Ethan has to have it. In his job at The Office. In his relationship with Zayne. He's very particular on who he lets in his world, and even more so on who he lets in his bed. After all, he’s not the only one who sleeps in it.

Showing up at a very indecent film shoot was an accident. I was a highly paid model. A professional. I didn’t get down and dirty for the cameras, but one look at the sex god needing a scene partner and I found myself reconsidering. After all, with a name like Sin, a body out of my rugged lumberjack fantasies, and a head full of dirty-blond hair I wanted to grab, he was almost impossible to resist. But I did—until fate put him back in my sights.

I’m hiding a secret. A big one. One that could shake the very foundation of the Upper East Side elite. My secret has dark blond hair and a smile that could charm the pants off anyone—including mine. Charismatic. Powerful. Unbelievably gorgeous, with a body I fantasize about—not that they will ever know. This secret is one I’ll take to the grave. Because, you see, I am in love with a Carrington, just not the one I’m dating. And what’s a bigger scandal than falling for your girlfriend’s dad?

Logan Mitchell is a man who’s always been more than happy to take what he wants. It’s a philosophy that’s proven lucrative in both his business and personal life, and never was it more apparent than the night he laid eyes on Tate Morrison. After pulling out all the stops and convincing the sexy bartender to give him a try—he’s hooked. Now, Logan finds himself in a predicament that demands more from him than a smart-ass answer and his innate ability to walk away when things get too deep. He has a choice to make, and it’ll force him to do something he’s never done before—take a chance.

Up until now, Logan Mitchell has never had much of a reason to trust anyone. Having struggled with a self-identity crisis throughout college, he’s spent the years since then creating a sophisticated façade to present to the world. It’s an armor he thought was impenetrable—until he met Tate Morrison. The gorgeous, headstrong bartender he’d sat across from only months ago has taken a tight hold of his heart, and Logan is discovering that it’s time to let go. It’s time to let someone in.

Sex. Logan Mitchell loves it, and ever since he realized his raw sexual appeal at a young age, he has had no problem using it to his advantage. Men and women alike fall into his bed—after all, Logan is not one to discriminate. He lives by one motto—if something interests you, why not just take a chance and try? And he wants to try Tate Morrison. Just coming out of a four-year marriage with an ex-wife from hell, a relationship is the last thing on Tate’s mind. He’s starting fresh and trying to get back on his feet with a new job at an upscale bar in downtown Chicago.

Keep to myself. Don’t let anyone in. That’s how I like it. That’s usually how everyone else likes it too. My scowl keeps them all away—all except him. We may both be Park Avenue Princes, but we would never work. We don’t belong in each other’s real worlds. He’s too soft for mine; mine’s too harsh for his. But I can’t stop thinking about him. About those pale grey eyes that see right through me. The ballsy way he gives right back whatever I dish out. I like that. Respect it. Want more of it... Which is why when I find out his ex is bullying him, it makes me want to rip that bastard a new one.

I’m never one to turn down a bet. Especially not when it comes to retaliating against the dean for pulling a dick move before summer break. So when the dean’s golden child arrives at Astor for his freshman year, my fellow troublemakers throw down a wager I can’t resist. The target: the dean’s son, John Thomas Hawthorne, or “JT”. The bet: corruption in any way I choose. It should’ve been easy. With his mess of brown curls, pouty lips, and good-boy reputation, JT is the perfect revenge. And even better? He’s straight.