Life used to be simple.

I was a city girl with humble dreams. Then Dylan O’Dea broke into my flat, held me against the wall and told me to stay quiet.

It was like in the movies, where the universe zeros in on a single scene. I looked into his eyes and knew he was going to change me.

For Dylan, the sky was always falling. He showed me how our world is a contradiction of beauty and ugliness. How we choose to ignore the awful and gloss over it with the palatable. How you need just a tiny drop of something unsavoury to create every great scent.

Pretty deep for a pair of teenagers living in a block of council flats in inner city Dublin, right? Probably. But we weren’t typical. We both had our obsessions. Mine was growing things, Dylan’s was scent. He taught me how to use my nose, and I introduced him to the magic of flowers.

I had no idea that one day he’d build an empire from what we started together. But before that, there was love and happiness, tragedy and epic heartbreak…

My name is Evelyn Flynn and I’m going to tell you about the crack in everything.

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I’m pretending I’m in love with my best friend. What could possibly go wrong?.

Leighton is my best friend. My subordinate. My girlfriend.

That’s the story we’re selling. To our co-workers. To our friends. To everyone who’s anticipating the breakdown of the year at my ex’s wedding.

It’s a terrible idea. This ruse is going to f*ck sh*t up. Losing her is out of the question.

Touching her is all kinds of wrong. And right deep in my bones.

Then Leighton slides her hands into my hair and presses her berry lips to mine. And all that wrong fades to right.

I stop pretending. I forget the woman who broke my heart. I forget our rules. I forget I’ll be lost without her. I kiss her back like I’ll never get enough. I won’t.

But I can’t risk losing my best friend. Even if she’s the woman who might finally unlock my heart.

Note: This is a standalone story. 

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I really didn’t mean to piss anyone off.

I’m just the new girl. I’m trying to get through senior year at a new school in a new damn city.

So I tell myself, keep your head down. Check

Don’t bring attention to yourself. Check

Stay the hell off everyone’s radar. Whoops

It looks like the gorgeous rich boy that rules the halls of Madison Falls High has his eyes set on me and worst of it is I want nothing to do with him. I don’t want the attention.

Now I have a damn bullseye on my back and his ex, Queen B is out for blood.

How much worse can my damn life really get? FML!

I’m SO over that gorgeous, scary, heartbreaking man who hates my guts. I’m just counting on him to save my life.

Never, ever fall for your brother’s hot older friend. I flunked the test the instant I laid eyes on Landon Strauss. Tall. Ripped. Commanding. Irresistibly alpha. He gave a damn like no one else did. His soul-searing eyes saw me, not just a nerd girl next door. I had my idol, my destiny, and names for our future kids picked.

Then I read Landon’s little black book. One nosy peek exposed the shock of a lifetime. His confession. His pain. His plan. The sweet boy I loved was gone. Hero-turned-villain-turned-bad-memory overnight.

Five years later, an insane slip of fate puts us under the same roof. Sweet closure, I think. I almost forget he hates me. I almost think we’ll talk like normal adults. I don’t expect the shirtless behemoth who comes barreling through my door. Landon’s grown up. All snarls, testosterone, and lethal chemistry.

We’re in trouble, he says. Oh, Landon. Oh, baby, don’t I know it?

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Rivals since before birth, there has never been a time when my family hasn’t hated the Lockwoods and their daughter Harlow.

Two years ago she set us up, tainted our family image, ruined my brother’s life. She made it personal. It was no longer just a rivalry between our parents.

Now she’s here, at Bayshore University, without her family’s protection. There’s nothing to stop us from getting our revenge on her, no one to tell us enough is enough.

And so my brothers and I have devised a plan. We’ll break her, have her falling at her knees for us in no time, and then we’ll send her back to her family with a warning…

Cross the Bishops again and you’ll pay.

Wayne and Nancy grow up on opposite sides of the country, each certain they must have love richer than what others will settle for. Something stronger, something higher, something worth searching for.

During the turbulent nineteen-sixties, they meet while he is attending blue-collar Drexel, and she is at neighboring, Ivy League Penn. Although irresistibly drawn to each other, they must overcome obstacles posed by the class and social differences separating them, as well as opposition from both families, and later, a twist of fate that will be the cruelest test of all.

Can they reach the emotional altitude they seek? Can they overcome time’s downward pulling inertia?

Is my perfect match on campus one guy or three?

I had a filthy fantasy. One so bad that the night before going to college, I had the wildest dream about the all-star football player falling at my feet. I was brought down to reality as I soon found out that life at NYU didn’t turn out the way that I hoped. All the social clubs that I joined were a bust and my roommate turned out to be far from my friend, but a bully that I needed to get as far away from as possible. 

Suddenly, I got a text. Not any ordinary text, but one so dirty that it drove my mind wild. It messed with me. So, I responded. And that’s how the texting relationship started and as the texts got dirtier there was only one thing on my mind… who was this guy? Or was it three guys? The message tone changed depending on the time of day. The ones I got first thing in the morning, were so hot that they could turn steel bars into pools of molten metal. The ones in the afternoon were even better but just… different. And the texts I got in the evening were so damn dirty I could barely sleep without putting my hands between my thighs. They were so addictive that I agreed to meet this Casanova of the text world. I had one worry, though. 

What if it was three guys? What was I going to do with all three of them at once?

Note: This is a standalone story. 

“’Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” … I call bullsh*t. I’ve loved and lost. Loss is too painful.

I’m done with love. My heart is hardened and my fate is sealed. I’m going to be on my own forever, just the way I like it.

… Until Nicole slides into my parking space and I see red.

Anger, desire, love, hate. Since when do they feel so similar?

When I walk away from her, I think it’s over.… and then she strolls into my office for her first day of work.

With every sassy remark and every flick of her eyebrow, she tears down the walls around my heart. Brick by brick, she annihilates my defenses.

She could be the one to save me… until a secret from my past threatens to tear us apart.

I’m guilty, and the only way to save her is to condemn myself.

Jaxon Hall gave up raising hell the day he became a dad—there’s no greater rush than seeing his little girl’s smile. Now if he could just convince his in-laws that he’s a responsible adult, fully capable of raising his motherless child.

Every girl in Rachel’s sorority wants the smoking hot mechanic next door, herself included, but a man is the last thing she needs in her life—especially a tattooed single dad with a reputation as a badass. A man like that draws attention, and a woman hiding out from an abusive ex needs to keep a low profile. But when her car breaks down and he comes to her rescue, it’s not just her spark plugs he gets firing.

Women hadn’t been on Jaxon’s list of do withouts, there just hadn’t been any energy left to even think about one—until the girl next door comes up empty on cash to pay for her car repairs and offers housekeeping and babysitting services to even the debt. It’s the perfect arrangement until #1—the in-laws mistake Rachel for his girlfriend, and #2—she moves into his home.

Their agreement is hands off, business only, but being around her is a special kind of torture that quickly reminds him he’s still a man, and now, with more time on his hands, he’d finding it harder and harder to keep them off of her.

I wanted to tell him all my secrets, but he became one of them instead.   

Chloe Rivers never thought she would keep secrets from her best friend, Gavin Rhodes. Then again, she never imagined she would fall in love with him either. When she finally reveals her feelings, his rejection shatters her, rendering her vulnerable and sending her straight into the arms of the wrong guy.  

Four years after a devastating tragedy, Chloe and Gavin’s worlds once again collide and they are forced to come to terms with all that has transpired to find the peace they deserve. Except they can’t seem to get near each other without combatting their intense emotional connection that brings them right back to where it all started . . . their childhood treehouse. 

Chloe still holds her secrets close, but this time she isn’t the only one with something to hide.