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A former geek-turned-hottie, Luke is now an image consultant and life coach to the rich and privileged in New York City. His eight-week program is designed to transform ugly ducklings into swans by instilling some much-needed confidence, and hey, a makeover never hurts. But when Ainsley Carrington signs up as a client, Luke's world is thrown into a tailspin. Ainsley doesn't need an image consultant; her image is already perfect just the way it is. Luke finds himself grappling with his attraction to the introverted beauty as all his old insecurities come bubbling back to the surface.

I was a thief. The invisible girl only he could see. The woman who wanted to be more. He was the mark. The extraordinary cowboy who stole my 16-year-old heart. The damaged man who still owned it, even four years later. The Line was where we began. Where fates collided. Where truths derailed. The place where our love story ends.

My life has been served to me on a gold platter to be devoured by my silver spoon. My father has made sure I become a part of The Elite Seven. Where most candidates are chosen, I was given my place. Everything comes at a price, though. Luckily, I can afford any price - no one has more money than God. The Elite Seven have their initiations. My task is personal and beneath me - steal a car and send a warning. My task makes an ugly turn and I nearly take a life. Yet when she finally opens those big, innocent brown eyes, I realize I've found what I've been searching for my entire life.

I don’t take anything too seriously. Not the career that’s brought me fame and fortune, or the never-ending string of women that fill my bed, and definitely not myself. But life has a way of turning on a dime. The party is over. All the jokes have been told. One beautiful face blurs with the next beautiful body and all I feel is...empty. Until her.

I don't give a f--k. Not about money or fame, beauty or power. I've had all those things since birth, and trust me, they're a f--king snooze. I don't give a f--k about anyone, not even myself. Until my father proves evil can exist in the most holy of places. For the first time ever, something like interest stirs in my soul. He wants me to enroll at St. Augustine. Join the Elite. Court the virginal daughter of Archbishop Savoie. Prove that I'm worth the family name? I'll do it all. And I'll do it so well, no one will know what's coming.

Dear Anders, You're cordially invited to stop messing around with my emotions. You had your chance and like a coward, ran away when it got too difficult. Couldn't you handle wanting your best friends, little sister? You didn't want me bad enough? Like I said - coward. Well, guess what? You lost your chance and now I'm engaged to someone who isn't you. Thank. God. But I'm going to be the bigger person here - for the sake of my brother - and truly hope you can make the wedding and join in on all of the festivities. I hope you don't choke on the champagne. Or do. Whatever.

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.

Leave it to my little brother to come back home announcing he knocked up his fiancee and the wedding has been moved . . . to next month. When he tries to set me up with one of his football buddies, I tell him I'll be bringing my own plus-one. Only problem? I'm hopelessly single.

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.

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.

It's not that I don't believe Silas when he tells me who he really is. It's that I don't want to. Of all the families in all the world, that boy had to be a Fairfield. In retrospect, I should have guessed as much. A guy sneaking around the Acre Hotel, so irrationally handsome it leaves me breathless? There's only one bloodline he could've come from. One night. That's how long it takes before I'm hooked. Silas shows me, over and over again, that he isn't like his family. He comes from a life of bad luck and hard work, like me. We could have something incredible. And for a while, we do.

It was just supposed to be one night. No kissing. No feelings. A wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am tangle in the sheets and we go our own ways. Only it's a small town, and I was bound to run into the irresistible Porter Jones again. I just didn't expect it to be at my job interview...which he's conducting.

I'm a prisoner in the Unseelie world. The bars of my prison my portal to home. The Queen of Air and Darkness my judge, jury...and executioner. I must pay for my crimes, she tells me - for all my sins. And while I wait in this cold, dark Hell, my father has the real murderer, the Unseelie Prince, Absolon. Lucifer won't hurt him, even when Absolon laughs in his face. For my life hangs in the balance....

I've always wanted to be a chef. But the same day two pink lines showed up on the test, was the day I gave up chasing my own dreams to put my daughter first. I didn't expect that to lead to a life of being scrutinized by my parents for every single move I made. After years of it, I was done. I caught the first flight to New York. I was already filled with nerves before we even took off until a stranger with an infectious smile, heartbreaker blue eyes, and a personality that can light up anyone's life, took the seat next to me.

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.

The Circle's job was to protect the innocent. But what happens when the innocent aren't exactly what they seem? What happens when they become the Nine? Gabriel can't bring himself to look at me. Broken wings. Broken will. Titus lays in a hospital bed, with the vultures hovering close. Rival stands beside me...but he may as well be on the other side of the world for all the lies that divide us. They killed my family. They tortured those I love. I won't wait for death to come for Titus. I'll become the monster they feared and hunt them down.

Callie asked if I was ready. And that's the question, isn't it? Ready for what? The spotlight? The music? Or ready for life. Ready to face the reality that what I was is going to attack the very fabric of who I am now. No one knows I'm a different person. Well, no one except the two most important people in my life, which is why there's a remote chance I might actually pull off the comeback I never saw coming.

When Isabel "El" Watson applied for a sales job with her company, she had no idea a jelly donut would explode on her blouse, or that her grumpy boss would practically laugh her out of the interview. So when a lady at the local wine festival offers her a sales job on the spot at a new boutique winery, El jumps at the chance. She also jumps at the chance to text with the guy who danced with her at the festival.

I’ve lived my life by a strict set of rules—rules that have kept me alive, rules that have kept the nightmares of my past at bay. But the moment I met her, I crossed all of them out with a giant X and scrawled the words Protect Rainbow Williams next to them in murderous block letters. That’s all I cared about. Keeping her safe. Keeping her—period. But Rain doesn’t need me to protect her anymore.

For Samuel Grayson, everything is black or white. As a funeral director, there's no room for in-between. He's accustomed to dealing with life and death, though he's definitely more comfortable with the latter. Especially when it comes to a chaotic, petite, feisty ball of energy. Freedom Rayne. He's pretty sure her goal is to make his life hell, or so it appears. When Samuel boards a flight to Las Vegas for his sister's wedding, the last thing he expects is to share it with the woman who drives him crazy.