Every summer, Mane Cantú came to Luna Harbor to visit his grandfather. When we were teenagers, we fell in love. We promised to be each other’s forever. He promised to come back for me. Spoiler alert: he broke all of the promises. I grew up, but that big heartbreak was it for me. All is well until Mane’s grandfather falls ill and all the Cantú family comes back to Luna Harbor. What’s worse is that Mane’s now famous. He made a name for himself with his band, and he and his perfect face dare to open a bar next to my store with his band mates.

I’m not sure how I ended up in Heartwood Lake. One minute, I’m trying to help a friend, and the next, I’m being shipped off to a small town. And the only person to blame for my predicament is Callahan Thorndale.

I’m still unsure how I got here. There was Vegas. Alcohol involved. And rumor has it, Elvis was our witness. All that happened 10 years ago. Ten. Tall, dark, and delicious, Seth Bradley is some sort of Double-O-Seven—and my childhood crush. One moment I’m Rachel Green discovering that she’s married to Ross Geller. Next, I have to run for my life. This isn’t how I imagined my happily ever after. Right now, I’m just hoping to get out of this one alive.

This wasn’t the typical boy meets girl story. In our case, it was extraordinary: a boy met a girl and another boy. And he fell madly in love with both. Greyson was a gifted musician whose songs soothed even the most shattered souls. Aerin was a ballerina, exuding an elegance that could steal your breath away. They weren’t just my loves. They were my reason to breathe—my world. Until a tragedy broke us into a thousand pieces.

Twelve Years. It’s been twelve years since the last time I heard from the Aldridge family. That one voicemail changes everything - I need the money the late William offers. In exchange, I have to live eighteen months in Baker’s Creek. I’ve survived cancer, the jungle, and the plague. This should be easy compared to all that, right? Or so I think until...I see him.  

My future and my heart shattered the day he died. Well, they say he died, but I still sense him. They call it ghost pains. It’s like my soul can’t live without him. And after seven years, I’m almost ready to let him go....

Know what they say about never mixing business with pleasure? Yeah, no. The one about never sleeping with your boss? I ignored it too. I blame Aslan Spearman, the boss.

Tucker Decker is an infamous billionaire. He likes his relationships casual and his commitments without strings. But when it comes to his former bandmates, he’d do anything for them. Tragedy demands sacrifice. I’m an independent woman. I’ve learned never to ask for help. And I certainly didn't want it from Tucker. When my sister left us both to care for my niece, we realize co-parenting may be harder than we thought. Especially when we're fighting a desire for each other. When the ghosts of our past come back to haunt us, will we find that there's still an us after all?

He says they can both love me. Protect me. Be the men I need. Can I possibly believe them? Every one of my relationships—from hookups to business partners—begins and ends with an NDA. Hell, I’ve never even been on a real date. That’s what happens when your famous, secretly gay parents go to extremes to protect their kids from the media’s unrelenting spotlight.

I found it (him) at the bookstore. Love. He was six-foot-four, lanky, blue-eyed. Jacob Decker was goofy, handsome, and cheesy. There’s no better way to describe him. But what can I expect of an 18-year-old boy who’s lived under a rock all his life? I’ll let you into a little secret. I had no idea what to expect. We were each other’s first everything. But the fantasy lasted only a semester. Soon I had to move away. A few years later, he was a rock star, and I was grasping for a lifeline.

I’m music royalty. Part of Hollywood’s elite. It’s a perk of being the only daughter of Gabe Colt and Chris Decker. Except, no one knows my fathers are together. They kept their marriage private along with their children. They hid us–and their love for each other–for years. I grew up sheltered from the celebrity world. But I was exposed to so many lies. All I’ve ever wanted is a normal life. Friends. Love. Sure, I have my brothers and the handsome, geeky Mason Bradley, but that’s not enough. I want romantic love. Instead of finding it—him–I fell for Porter Kendrick.

I came to the City with the dream to make it on Broadway. But instead of hitting it big, I couldn’t be at a bigger dead-end if I tried. I’m a receptionist at my little sister’s company and living with my grandfather. If it wasn’t for my family, I’d be destitute. When Hunter Everhart walks into my office, my life goes from bad to humiliating.

I shouldn’t be alive. I should’ve died in that plane crash. Instead, I survived. Thrived, even. After all, I’m a rock star and a billionaire. There’s nothing I can’t buy. Nothing, except peace. And when it all comes crashing down around me… The guilt. The pain. The sorrow. That’s when she appears. The one woman I’m not allowed to love. I needed her to fill the void after everything was lost. There she was, ready, and grieving too. Both of us are broken, shattered people.

Loving family, wealthy lifestyle, education at a prestigious university. The truth? She’s barely managing to survive. Few know the nightmare she lived before she was adopted. And no one knows the secret agony that still haunts her nightmares. 

USA Today best-selling author Claudia Burgoa finishes an emotional rock-star romance duet where second chances between soul mates could make the difference between love and loss.