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It's an inconvenient time for Sinter Blackwell to realize he's bisexual. He's a 25-year-old American actor working in London, living far away from his disapproving parents in the Pacific Northwest, and enjoying a flirtation with his director Fiona. But he can't deny that his favorite parts of each day are the messages from his gay best friend Andy in Seattle - whom Sinter once kissed when they were 15.

They say, the universe always conspires to give you what you've always wanted. In my case, it's revenge with Jax Michaels. My brother's best friend, my sworn enemy, and now my new boss. Three years ago, I let him deflower me. A mistake that left me devastated. Scarred. Wounded. Hurt. I've hated him all these years, thinking of ways I can make him pay back for what he did. And fate makes sure our paths cross once again.

During her journey to the Mystique Mountains, Ophelia uncovered twisted secrets of love and war. Now, she's left to pick up the pieces while stepping into her new role. But when a chancellor of a minor clan delivers a destructive premonition, Ophelia's appointment is challenged, forcing her into a trial period—one that heightens the tensions already brewing in her relationships.

Sophia Whittington is the girl next door. And Dillon Cunningham hates her with the fire of a thousand suns . . . Only, it's not hate as much as . . . something else. The things that happened between them in high school, coupled with the loss of his dad, are a big part of what drove Dillon to decide that his future would be far, far away from Solano Creek, his family, and especially, Sophia.

Dalton Cunningham has always been the comic relief in his family. And he's worried they may never see him as anything else, and that they might be right. It might be too late for his father to see Dalton prove himself as an adult, but it's not too late to show his brothers and his mom. His tool of choice? Social media. He's got the marketing down pat, and when he pulls in a classical dancer to build his brand, things really take off. The problem? That dancer is Rae Trask, and she doesn't appreciate some goofy hot wine guy stealing her dance videos and making a mockery of them.

I’ve known my entire life that everyone in Hell wants me dead. They fear me. Not because I’m the Devil’s daughter—well, okay, that may be part of it—but because they think I’m a bad omen. My father was prophesied to have a son. Then I came along, and every resident in Hell believes I’m the beginning of their end. I’m the female version of my father. I’m ruthless because I have to be. I’m a killer, because it’s kill or be killed, and I sure as Hell don’t want to die.

Twenty-five hundred miles in a car. All I want is a respectful driver who'll be quiet and let me lick my wounds. Instead, a disarming flirt takes the wheel and propels my life into a tailspin. My father was supposed to be my road trip companion but abandoned me for his work. Once again. It should no longer hurt, but it does. To add insult to injury, with his shorts and flip-flops, mussed hair, and a blindingly perfect smile, my driver is... Annoyingly hot and far too friendly.

Jonas Schwartz isn't just good at playing football. He's also good at playing hearts, and four years ago, he played mine like it was the easiest game of his life. Brokenhearted, I ran off to art school, swearing to forget about my one-off secret weekend with the star quarterback.