Zeke and I are finally together.

Going from best friends to lovers is surprisingly easier than I thought it would be. We do everything together, and of course, the sex is fabulous.

Everything is great until Ryker shows up. He says he needs to talk to me and I think I know what it's regarding. If my suspicion is right, he's in for rejection.

Because he missed his chance a long time ago.

Ryker finally told me what happened all those months ago. He explained his distance, his coldness. Now everything makes sense. 

I've been with Zeke for a long time now, and everything is exactly how I want it to be.

I adore him.

No, I love him. 

But there's a warning deep in my gut. Zeke is acting differently, and Ryker isn't the same either.

It's the calm before the storm.

I can feel it.

She picked him. Because I waited too long to get my shit together.

This is all my fault.

I need to get out of here. I need to start over.

I need to get over her.

So I'm moving back to New York. 

I'm going back to my old ways. Lots of sex. Lots of alcohol. Lots of fun.

Until I meet Austen.

Ryker and I aren’t exactly perfect. 

But I was falling for him—and falling hard.

Every kiss. Every Touch. Every embrace.

Just made me realize this wasn’t a fling. It wasn’t even a relationship.

It was so much more.

I just hoped Rex was wrong about Ryker. Because I didn’t have the heart to listen to him say those terrible three words.

Told you so.

My brother is an idiot. He won the lottery and invested all of his money in a run-down bowling alley. Since he’s barely making it, he moved in with me.

Great.

Having him around the house isn’t the worst thing in the world, but he does make a mess like nobody’s business. My friends Zeke, Jessie, and Kayden keep me sane but there’s only so much they can do.

And it’s definitely not the worst thing in the world when his old friend, Ryker, moves to town.

The second I lay eyes on him, I’m hot under the collar. He makes my body burn in longing and freeze in desperation at the exact same time. When he talks, I don’t listen to anything he says because I’m staring at that hard jaw and those kissable lips like I already own them.

But he’s a bed hopper. A playboy. A heartbreaker.

I’m all down for some hot, sweaty, yummy sex even if it doesn’t have a fairy tale ending. I’ve been down that road before. I know the drill. But with Ryker, it’s different.

Because I know I’ll fall in love with him.

For now, I’ll steer clear of him and keep my hands to myself. It can’t be that hard, right?

Or can it?

On the outside, it seems like Nancy has her life figured out. Her father
is the successful owner of a billion dollar hotel, which she hides from
her friends, she’s continuing her education, and she and Derek are
trying to make their relationship work despite the constant
difficulties. She pushes through the obstacles because she hopes, prays,
that things will get better. But even when she doesn’t think it will,
she settles for what she has. Her mother abandoned her and her father
doesn’t care for her. She accepts the love she thinks she deserves.



Until Thatcher…



The moment they meet, the connection that forms between them is
strong and undeniable. Nancy pushes her feelings away, knowing she can’t
act on them. But the longer they spend time together, and the more
charming, perfect and charismatic he is, she realizes she finally found
her other half, her soul mate. But being a loyal friend and girlfriend,
Nancy represses her thoughts. But when Derek does something
unforgiveable, everything changes. Will she find the love she deserves?
Repair the relationship with her father? And find her happily ever
after? 

Ash

Despite everything I've done for my parents, I'll never be good enough for them. Instead of seeing a man to be proud of, they just see an embarrassment. I served four tours in Afghanistan but that doesn't mean anything to them. They only see the ink, the party life, and my short stint in jail.

And nothing else.

When they were in trouble, I handed over my life savings. I didn't think twice about it because they're my family, my blood. They raised me to be my own man and gave me everything I needed. It didn't matter that it was every penny I had. It didn't matter that the money was set aside for my future. My dreams.

Because they needed me.

But now they refuse to pay me back until I become the man they think I should be.

Alessandra

I have an unusual professional.

I escort men, acting as their date to family functions or work parties. It's my job to act deeply in love with my client. And I always nail it.

But it's not what you think.

I'm not a prostitute.
I'm not a call girl.
I'm an actress.
Get it right.

There are strict rules when it comes to my profession. There is no touching, kissing, or anything but hand-holding. Those who choose not to comply will get a swift kick in the nuts.

But all this goes to hell when Ash walks into my life. 

Jett takes his job as an escort seriously. He's not just playing a part, and he tries to help people as much as he can. When a guy asks him to pose as his boyfriend, Jett doesn't hesitate. Following the rules has always been easy, but with a dude, it will be a walk in the park.

But he doesn't expect to meet his lovely sister. A curvy brunette with green eyes, she's the type of woman he's never encountered before. She's the opposite of a damsel in distress. She's strong, witty, and sassy. And Jett is immediately interested.

But he can't break the rules. Not ever.

No Kissing.
No Feelings.
And No Sex.

But Jett struggles with this agreement with every passing day. And if he could break the rules, how would he manage? She thinks he's gay, and how will he tell her otherwise without blowing his client's cover?

And why does he want to blow it at all?

I'm in love with Skye Preston.

The Skye Preston.

The daughter of the wealthiest businessman in the world, and the most beautiful woman I'd ever known. Her looks don't compare to her golden heart. And her heart doesn't compare to that big brain of hers.

But I could never tell her.

Because we've been best friends for twenty years.

She has a jerk for a boyfriend, and I'm not the only one who thinks so. The rest of the gang can't stand him either. But I'm not the kind of guy to intervene. I respect her too much to pull a stunt like that.

But then I spot her at a party, too drunk to even walk. The men are eyeing her like easy prey so I take her home. But when we get there Skye is different. She looks at me differently. She touches me differently.

 

And she wants me differently.

 

 

Arsen decides to have dinner with Lydia and Silke but the night doesn’t go as he hoped. In fact, it takes a turn for the worst.

Conrad joins Roland at a work party, and when he passes the bathroom he hears a sound he’ll never forget. It’ll be a night he’ll never erase from his memory but for a reason he never imagined before.

Sean is still unsure who’s after him or why. Death seems to lurk behind every corner. Scarlet is the only person who keeps him sane.

Clementine tries to keep her distance from Ward, but when something unexpected happens, she realizes she may never be free of him.