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It's looking like Anika might be alone for the holidays...unless the very last person she'd ever want to spend them with can convince her otherwise.

When Cin Bradley packs up and moves herself, her mother, and her baby girl away from their home in Connecticut, she has no plans to make a love connection. She’s just trying to get settled into her new house, new job, and new life–until Landry Augustin comes to her front door. Together, they explore the potential of a romance neither was looking for–sweet, and a little spicy.

Everyone is a stranger at some point, right? Pulled by an explicable, undeniable thread of...something...Nick and Noah find themselves keen on becoming more. Hashtags and flights, and late-night text sessions lead to a connection neither has experienced, or expected. Beyond the shiny veneer of social media, further than the shallow depths of a good selfie, down to the real, for real stuff that relationships are made of...Can Nick and Noah actually reach their prematurely awarded goal?

Broken. A word typically ascribed to fragmented, useless things - not people. A word most would easily impose upon a woman like Dacia, knowing she’s been through the kind of things that are meant to leave a person fragmented. A word that comes with pre-conceived notions, judgements...limitations. None of which she embraces, or accepts.

Not a phenomenon Tempest could typically claim, but certainly the catalyst for where she’s landed. Not in peril, or pain, but in dire need of the very normalcy she’s often emulated, but never been able to obtain. Now...there’s nothing in her way, except all those years of being everything except what she now has to become.

For as long as she can remember, Ancelin has felt as if she were living a life not her own - confined to an ill-fitting, somewhat empty existence. One she'd come to terms with. Now though, something is wrong. She can't see it, she can't touch it, but something sinister is there, lurking in the shadows, determined to consume her...if she lets it. Ancelin loves the paranormal, the fairy tales, the dark fantasies she's read about in books and watched on a screen - all the things her sister wishes Ancelin would stop insisting were more than stories. But what if they really are?

Within the bounds of complacency, there exists a boring, beautiful sort of peace, and Khalida has found it. Welcomes it, in fact. A nice, comfortable life, with a great job, a good, albeit on and off again boyfriend, a great relationship with her younger sister...she has nothing to complain about. But that's only if she ignores the sense of unrest that has haunted her ever since she could remember, overshadowing her ability to connect in love. Only if she glosses over the fact that she’s leaning more toward a permanent off switch when it comes to Travis.

Something is off. But it's been that way for Eryn since before the accident, and doesn't seem to be getting better. Maybe...worse. Strange dreams, hallucinations, and a confusingly intense connection with a stranger have her wondering if she'll ever be "okay" again.

Sometimes, you just need someone to help you see things in a different light. A shift in the angle.

Winnie sees it one way. Jonathan sees it another. Where will the decision land?