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Eva is in search of her past. Every time she thinks she has it figured out, something comes up that changes everything. A daughter, a lover, a queen; each part of her story fluctuates like the wind. When a new secret of her past is revealed, will it alter everything she has come to know? And will she ever discover the connections to the men that now reside in a place inside her soul? Join Eva in her journey into the faded realms. Sometimes things are better off staying hidden....

I would never leave you. It just may take me a second to find you. No matter what life Eva has lived, she's always done whatever it takes to save them. Her soulmates. Damon, the fallen angel who would burn the world for her. Beckham, her golden fae, the first boy she ever loved. Mason, the incubus with a dark past and a voice that makes the heavens cry.

Eva is being hunted. Whether it's by her obsessive ex or a murderer stalking her through the streets of New York, there's danger around every corner. But she can survive it all as long as she has Damon, Mason, and Beckham . . . right? When disaster strikes, and Eva is left all alone to pick up the pieces, Eva will have to discover what's really inside of her. Can Eva discover who she is and unlock the keys to her past in time to save herself and the ones she loves? Or will the bond between Eva and her men be broken forever.

Kelsey Sloane's love of books leads to her dream job as an acquisitions editor for an up and coming publisher. What their company needs to really make a name for themselves is a hit release, and Kelsey thinks she may have found it. That is, if the football aspects of the sports-themed love story make sense. Completely clueless on the subject, she calls the local NFL team—the Portland Pioneers—to teach her the basics.

One night. That's all it was supposed to be. Imagine my surprise when Mr. Sexy in a Suit breezed through the door on the first day of school. Ladies and gentlemen, meet my new boss.

The first time I saw Major Cade Jameson, his pants were around his ankles...Every line of hard-earned muscle beckoned me to "squeeze here." But I'm getting ahead myself. To tell this story right, I'll have to start with the present, not the past. I owe Cade a debt. A life for a life. My name is Brecklyn Brannon, and I'm not who I claim to be.

There is a love so fierce it cannot be measured. A heart so strong it will never slow. There is a promise so sure it can never lie. He promised me that love forever. Even when it wasn't enough.

Getting cast in a Vegas show was my ticket out...but I quickly realize that doesn’t mean I’m actually free as a bird. I’m not who I think I am. Not even a little. I meet my castmates - five men who say they were sent to protect me. They take me under their wing, but they’re keeping secrets from me, too.... They aren’t ordinary men. They are hawk-shifters, and they claim I’m part of a bigger purpose. I just wanted to dance, to move across a stage. But maybe I was meant for more. Maybe I was meant to fly. In fact, maybe I was meant to soar.

Some people just can't handle Vegas. My friend warned me that Vegas can turn the most straightlaced girl into a party-crazed slut. I didn't believe her. I've always been the straightest of the straight. Boy, was I wrong. I hate being wrong. My first morning in Vegas and I wake up in a hotel room with no memory of the night before. Oh, and there's a naked stranger lying next to me who gives a new meaning to the word hungover. Things go from bad to worse when I find a wedding ring wrapped around my finger.

This is a new start. A clean slate for not just me or Scarlett, but for everyone else that’s trusted me to make their life better. Deciding to keep the Atlantic City chapter name was the right move. Not only is the weight of the members on my shoulders, but the immense responsibility of proving ourselves to the city. I need the community to accept us, to come to us when we need help, and most importantly, I don’t want them to fear us. But it isn’t going to be easy.

My life has been severed into two distinct origins. Before. After. You don't need to know too much of my life before. It's no longer relevant to my story. The damage is mine. I'm a ghost. The shell of the girl from before striving to survive in the after. Love. Life. Friendship. I've pushed it all away in my fight to breathe another day. Who am I? No one. Worse, I've lost sight of why I continue to endure. Until him. Until he reminds me of the girl of before.

I was a dead woman. I'd finally had a glimpse of true love, admiration, and the kind of devotion only your soul mate, your other half, could provide - until it was physically ripped away. Taken. My stalker had me, and there was little hope I'd be found. I knew Chase would use all his money and resources to search the ends of the Earth for me, but I knew the monster I was dealing with. Years of looking into the eyes of pure evil gave me the unique experience to know that my situation was dire.

For me, family is a curse. My father and brother made my life hell. My mother’s untimely death still keeps me up at night. Now that my brother, Donovan, has been killed in an accident, I can forget the past. The last remnant is the childhood home I’ve inherited—and which I intend to burn to the ground. The only obstacle? Anneliese Nielsen, Donovan’s fiancée.

Bianca: Pretty things distract me. But in my line of work, a distraction will get you caught - or in my case, blackmailed. But Connor Hayes isn't just furious with me. He's charming. And itching for payback. He doesn't just want my money, though. My hate. My beauty. My body. He requires it all as repayment. Right down to my empty soul. Hayes: Two wrongs don't make a right. Except when they are five-foot-seven and hotter than my exhaust pipe. So, I blackmailed her. It was either that or turn her in. I figured if anyone was going to put her in handcuffs, it was going to be me.

Presley Cabot has come a long way from the overweight, awkward college student who fell hard for the gorgeous track star, Nolan Banks, only to be humiliated after their one night together. Now, she’s one of the billionaire badass owners of LWW Enterprises and has everything she’d ever wanted in life, leaving her past behind. But when Nolan comes back into town and doesn’t even recognize the girl he once destroyed, she decides to invoke her own personal revenge. But she never planned on getting caught up in old feelings...and new promises....

Lacey wasn't the one that got away - she was the one I let go. The one I made a promise to see and to love again. And each year on the same day I bring a ring to our spot and wait. And each year Lacey never shows. I tell myself this year is the last year. I need to move on, move forward, and let her go for good.

Keith left behind the feisty love of his life, Lexi Klein, 10 years ago when he chose to become a soldier and leave for Iraq, but after a tragedy struck Lexi’s family and Keith couldn’t come home, she felt abandoned. When Keith finally managed to make it back to Boston, Lexi had completely withdrawn from everyone, including him. She decides to end their relationship and move on. Keith returns to Boston years later for a wedding and finds out Lexi is dating the leader of the infamous Almas Perdidas Gang. Lexi is in over her head, and Keith will stop at nothing to keep her safe.

Kyle James cashed in my V card and then disappeared like I was the finishing act in a magic show. I vowed to hate my best friend, turn the longing and secret obsession with him into toxic hate and maybe a poorly chosen tattoo. But as the years passed, I let go of any notions I'd ever see him again . . . until he sauntered on campus my senior year as a new transfer student.

I don’t date football players. I’m not interested in the ones who are a decade older than me. I want nothing to do with the ones who play on the same team as my brothers, and I certainly avoid the ones who spend more time in strip clubs than kids’ clubs. So why do I suddenly find myself faking a relationship with Ben Olson, the bad boy tight end who fits every descriptor on my naughty list?

To most people, suburbia is synonymous with good school districts, manicured lawns, and friendly neighbors. But you can never really tell what's hiding behind those white picket fences and smiling faces. I mean, we all have secrets. The kid down the street steals lawn gnomes. The woman on the corner is having an affair. And me? I'm a murderer. At least...that's what everyone thinks. Because that's the other thing about the suburbs. Rumors spread like wildfire. Handsome detectives start poking around. Houses explode. You know...the usual.