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It’s officially booty o’clock, I’m alone again in my kitchen choking down a slice of terrible chocolate cake…and I’m pretty sure I just got drunk texted by the man I have a ginormous crush on. I’ve been daydreaming about Eliot Hoffman’s dimples for two months, and even though I’m sure this was a mistake on his end, it doesn’t mean it’s not an opportunity on mine. It’s the middle of the night, and I just wanna talk to him. So I text him back.

People say I don't take anything in life seriously. They're probably right. I've seen the shit life can throw at you, and I refuse to let it touch me. I live free - I have fun. People say I don't respect women. Well, they're wrong about that. I love women almost as much as they love me. I met Ellen months ago, and no matter what I do, I can't seem to get her out of my head. She's gorgeous and funny and has an incredible ass. The only problem is that I've never had to work so hard to get a woman into my bed...but we'll get there. I'll make sure of it.

Have you ever seen a fireman who's so insanely sexy you'd actually consider DIY-ing a little at-home arson just so he'd show up at your front door? Dramatic, I know, but hear me out. Chiseled hot body, bright blue eyes, and the sexiest smile I've ever seen - the first time I saw Garrett Alexander in my exam room, it took everything inside me not to do something crazy like mount him during his yearly physical. Not only is he a total babe, but he's charming, hilarious, and the kind of single dad that would make your ovaries explode.

I was known as the traitor's daughter. When I was five years old, my father was tortured, branded with the letter Z, then beaten and left for dead. The grueling punishment for his crime was a reminder to all others who dared threaten the Russian's reign. I was the young girl left behind. A living piece of the traitorous puzzle the Russian leader tried so diligently to ignore - until I grew up. No longer could he deny how much my existence had always been intertwined with his. And in order to survive the life I was thrown into, I was forced to learn my place inside of it.

It takes a killer to catch a killer. And no one understands the motives of ruthless murderer The Sandman quite like Rhett Voss. Having spent his childhood in the shadows of the deranged lunatic, he's become an expert on the topic. Killing is in his blood, and as a hitman for hire, Voss maintains a steady diet of carnage, himself. Except lately, it's lost its appeal. Until he's enticed to track down the clever Sandman who has his sights set on Nola Tensley.

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.

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.

It was supposed to be simple favor for my very important boss - go to his good friend Tex Jameson's luxury ranch and provide personal medical care for his recently injured teenage son. I thought it'd be a working vacation of sorts, but everything is upside down, and absolutely nothing is as I thought it would be. For one, this patient is not a teenage boy. He's a real-life, blue-eyed, tough-as-nails, 30-something cowboy who is so darn strong he looks like he could lift a car just for the heck of it.

I’m sleeping with someone who doesn’t recognize me from our past. And who also doesn’t know I’m having his baby in the future. I’ve been crushing on Nick since high school. Back then, he was the popular jock and I was his nerdy tutor. Now he’s a star athlete and I run into him again on campus. He loves my curvy, hourglass figure. But he doesn’t even know I’m the same girl. One thing leads to another, and I find myself in his arms. And in his bed. And he finds himself in my panties. Then I find myself pregnant, with his baby.

It's better for everyone that I disappeared. At least, my ex thought so when he left me for dead. Then Cash—my childhood best friend turned country music star—sings his heartbreak for the world, one song at a time. And somehow, I know… they're all meant for me. I tell myself none of it matters. That I can never have him. That if he knew my secret, he'd never look at me the same. Then a viper with fake lashes and even faker intentions latches onto his fame, and suddenly, my excuses don't matter. It's time to stop hiding. Time to go home.

Lenna Lund plans everything. So much so that she thought her boyfriend was going to ask her to take their relationship to the next level and move in together. She was wrong. The last person she expected to help nurse her broken heart was her grumpy yet gorgeous billionaire boss, Logan Stone. She wasn't expecting his kisses to light her body on fire the way that they did. Especially when what they're doing between the sheets is strictly forbidden. But they just can't stop. Until… those two little unplanned pink lines magically appear, turning Lenna's life upside down.

I don't think I can sink any lower. Somehow I've ended up blackmailing a girl into pretending to be my girlfriend. Let me back up. I've known Charity since high school. Well, we went to the same exclusive prep school, anyway. We weren't friends, though. Now we're at the same university, and her friend group keeps crossing paths with mine, much to her obvious dismay. Given how vocal she is about disliking me, it's become a hobby of mine to needle her more anytime the opportunity presents itself.

What's that saying? When life hands you lemons... What if I don't want to make lemonade? What if I want to pummel them into non-existence? Anything is better than admitting how desperately I want a taste of that sweet lemonade. That's exactly how I felt when my college assignment threw me in the direction of Miller Cain. My body screams for him while my brain warns me to run for the hills. He's the captain of the ice hockey team with a cocky reputation. He's a sweet talker and the bad boy promising me the ride of my life.

Noah Scott spent two months in an enemy prison camp but made it out alive—unlike most of his SEAL team. He’s one of the lucky ones but doesn’t always feel that way with his scarred body and daily fight against PTSD.

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.

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.

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.