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I was in my senior year of college and had just started a new job at Morgan Financial Holdings. I refused to ask my Uncle Hollis for more help. He had given up his life to take care of me, no way was I going to ask him for anything else. However, my new professor, Declan Berkshire, just happened to be a huge cocky jerk. As the heir to a real estate franchise, he was both rich and a celebrity - and truth be told, the hottest guy I had ever met. He also happened to be a client at Morgan Financial Holdings. Just my luck, right?

You know what they say about enemies. Know the enemy. Keep the enemy close. Outsmart the enemy. Make out with the enemy. Okay, maybe not that last part. And maybe that's what got me in trouble with Vaughan Thompson. But in my defense, he started it. That city boy should have known better than to act a fool in these parts. I don't get mad. I get even.

Trina Rockwell here. You know, your favorite TV host from Midwestern Matchmaker? While I've been setting up Midwestern singles for seven years, I've not had any luck finding myself a guy. My last great encounter was a year ago when I bid on a date with billionaire Heath Fox at a charity auction. But then, after a great date and an even better good night kiss, Heath told me he wasn't looking for a relationship. Super. Now that Midwestern Matchmaker has been cancelled, my producer has got it into his head to do a new show where I'm the one who finds love.

To the rest of the world, Rome Moreno is the Riff King. An icon, a Rock God. When I met him, he mistook me for a stripper and asked me to ride his lap. So, consider me unimpressed. I didn't mean for him to take that as a challenge . . . There's no place for a tattooed hunk of trouble like Rome in the regimented life of a world-class dance princess. My days run on a carefully timed clock—where I go, when I practice, what I eat. I sold my soul to the devil to pay for my dreams, and I've accepted it. But one taste of forbidden fruit can do the most destructive things.

Cypherion does not love recklessly, but he loves hard. And while his friends may have forgiven Vale's betrayal following the Battle of Damenal, he has kept the Starsearcher at arm's length. That is, until his Revered commands the two embark on a quest to Vale's territory in order to find the secrets hidden within her damaged magic. And with so many betrayals being exposed in her life, Vale has one goal: win him back, even if only as a friend.

It started with a threat . . . "Shut your mouth or pay the consequences." That's the problem with being the only female in the world's largest rock band. I attract crazed fans and stalkers on a daily basis. Much to Adrian's displeasure. As our band manager, it's Adrian Hale's job to protect us. And that's all I am to him . . . a job. Because I've kept him at a distance for the sake of my career . . . among other reasons. There's a secret I've been keeping. There's a past I've been hiding. There's a fire spreading inside me that's burning to get out.

If I'm looking for trouble, I don't need a rock star like Noah Hayes to find it. I play the bad girl well enough on my own. While millions of people might idolize these so-called Rock Gods, I party with them on a daily basis. I know the truth. They're just as flawed and damaged as the rest of us. So, while Noah's charms may work on his many groupies, I'm immune. But ever since Noah first laid eyes on me, it's been his life mission to get a taste. And what he lacks in discretion, he makes up for in determination.

Judge Samuel Kavanaugh took one look at Eden Powers and knew she would be his. Everything about her screams off limits. I don't do romance with my coworkers. That's a rule I've never broken. Then, there's the fact that I'm fifteen years her senior. The warning bells are going off, but I'm ignoring them. Nothing will stop me from making that curvy court reporter mine.