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One of my favorite songs growing up was Jessie’s Girl by Rick Springfield. Ironically enough, I never realized I’d be living out those lyrics in my own life when I fell for my best friend’s girl—and then my best friend, John Schmitt, died. Add on the fact that she was pregnant with his child and that I’d been harboring feelings for Evelyn months before all of this happened, and well, now? Now the lyrics to that song don’t sound so bad anymore.

I hate that part in a wedding, where everyone waits on pins and needles to see if someone has a reason why the couple shouldn’t get married. So, when I ran into my high school sweetheart and found out that she was engaged, I said my peace before she ever walked down the aisle. Shauna and I crossed paths when I went to Las Vegas for work, and sharing one meal with her was enough for me to remember why no other woman has even come close to affecting me the way she did.

You’ve heard the story about the best friends since childhood, the boy and girl who secretly love each other but are too scared to admit it, right? Well, have you heard the one where the twin brother of the boy steps in and kisses the girl to make his brother jealous? No? Then let me enlighten you. Wyatt Gibson has been my best friend since we were in diapers, and I’ve loved him since we were ten. But when Wyatt left for college and I stayed back in our hometown of Newberry Springs, Texas, I gave up on the idea of us ever ending up together, even though he kissed me the night before he left.

Being restrained isn't what anyone wants. Not emotionally, anyway. But Elliott is shackled by guilt. ensnared by grief, tethered by dark and taboo secrets, and immured by wicked desires. But Jonah is the only man who has been able to rid her of the emotional ropes she's wrapped herself up in. After learning about Jonah's responsibilities, though, she becomes convinced that he is caged by expectation and constrained by belief.

I was captured, tortured, and held captive until I feared I would go mad. Then he brought her to me, tempting me with the taste of her blood. Our souls call out to each other, bounding us for all eternity. Only death can separate us. I don't care who you are. Touch what belongs to me, and I will wipe you from the face of this earth.

When love becomes an obsession, when love betrays; when a man's love leads to unspeakable sins. When love becomes a possibility, when love shelters; when a man's love leads to frightening revelations. Brit Delany struggles to emerge from the darkness after surviving a chilling ordeal. She is forced to come to grips with the secrets of her past. But how does she learn to trust herself? How does she trust anyone around her?

Lydia stumbles upon a true-crime YouTube channel, Night Shade, hosted by a former classmate, Shane Ellet, who maintains Jess's death wasnst an accident; it was murder. Caught in a web of lies and deception are Cam Rawls, Jess's ex-boyfriend and current hometown sheriff; Brad Pearce, the handsome, young English teacher who was sexually involved with students; and a recovering addict, Mark Burns, employed by Richard Fontaine, Mom Gloria's new boyfriend and general contractor. Will Lydia learn the truth in time?

In Denver, Ginger, the sheltered daughter of the GreenCorps leader, hops a train, escaping her lonely existence imprisoned in her father's mansion. Encountering hardship and devastating thirst, Ginger experiences the disparity between the starving, oppressed populace, and her life of privilege. Rescued by Elsa's group, she vows to help break the corporation's stranglehold. As the GreenCorps henchmen close in, the race with the key becomes desperate. If caught, Elsa and her found family face life imprisonment, or worse, execution—their one chance to change their world, lost forever.

He knows what she is. She can’t deny her urges any more than she can deny him. There’s no walking away from the thrill of the kill. No turning your back on who you are at your core. At least, that’s what Besnick says.

Life in SoCal in 2195 is controlled by a corporatocracy. Elsa scavenges twenty-first-century trash, living on the edge of starvation in this ruthless world through her grit and instincts. When she unearths a metal tube containing maps to six Doomsday seed bunkers and a silver key, she dreams of renewable sources of food and a life based on more than subsistence, but GreenCorps will stop at nothing to acquire her find. Accused of theft and beaten half to death, she escapes with a handsome train hopper. They seek the long-lost bunkers, hoping to break GreenCorps' monopoly on food.

The longer Avery spends in her world, the less she remembers about Soluna. Her life is filled with visions and voices she can’t explain. In Soluna, her twin sister, Amara, is fighting to discover who is behind the demon attacks, fearful that it is someone within the castle walls.

In the past three years, Megan has only been sexually satiated a few times. A few glorious, hot, submissive times, with an emphasis on submitting. Oh, it’s not because she’s single. It’s because her sexy, dominant sculptor boyfriend, Ryan Porter, lives half a country away. She spends her time patrolling the Arctic as a Mountie, while Ryan spends his time creating art in central Ontario. Ryan bends metal and wood to his will to reveal their hidden beauty, the same way he does with her…in the bedroom.

Abby and Chase leave for a sudden getaway, putting Emily in charge of the seaside Inn. Always ready for a challenge, Emily dives in. But after a power outage and guest complaints, she wonders if she should call someone for help. Ryan's number is an emergency contact, but she's determined not to call him. She's seen how self absorbed he can be. After a phone call from the beautiful Emily, Ryan's hoping to get through the repairs as quickly as possible. It's clear she's labeled him as the spoiled, rich-boy type. But as they spend more time together, he's curious what else might be going on.