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One great love. That’s what every heart craves. I was lucky enough to find mine when I was 19. But I wouldn’t describe myself as lucky now. I have the perfect husband. The perfect family. The perfect life. But I don’t remember any of it.

Two and a half years later, Penny and James are living happily in New York City. Their love is stronger than ever. Penny is graduating from NYCU, James is growing his new business, and the two are getting married at the end of the month. But graduation, starting an internship, and planning a wedding is a lot for Penny to tackle. Especially when mysteries from James' past are clawing at the surface and his scheming ex and unsupportive parents threaten to destroy the happy couple.

Tick tock. One day before the wedding of her dreams, Penny is in a city that is no longer her home. Alone. Heartbroken. Lost. Could the past few years really mean so little to a man that became her world? To a man she'd do anything to protect? There is no future without him. There is no her without him. With only 24 hours until the wedding, is there enough time to repair the damage? Tick tock.

Fame. Fortune. Penny has the whole world at her fingertips. What more could a woman ask for? But all she wants to do is work on her manuscript - a novel about defying the odds. After getting denied by dozens of literary agents, her confidence has been unwound. Her husband should be enough. Her family should be enough. But she doesn't feel worthy of any of it. She wants to make a name for herself, untainted by her husband's status. As she pens her story, she doesn't even see the real story unfolding in her life. A story that will threaten her family's existence.

Tanner Rhodes is the most notorious bachelor in New York City. And we're total opposites. I'm awkward, currently jobless, and have a bad habit of running into trouble. He's gorgeous, filthy rich, and full of secrets. But one of this secrets? He's stalking me. I'm sure of it. I catch him staring at me every day from my spot on the bench where I spy on him through binoculars. I know what you're thinking. That maybe I'm the one stalking him. But that's not the case. And I can prove it.

Hazel Fox arrives at her new job on a private island hoping to get inspiration from a renowned novelist, only to discover she won’t be working with the author after all. She won’t even get to meet her. Instead, she’ll be assisting the handsome—and infuriating—Mr. Remington. Mr. Remington unnerves Hazel from the moment they meet. Not only because he’s cold and strict and seems hell-bent on getting her to quit…but because his eyes are the same color of the ocean in their backyard. And his intense gaze always seems to be trained on her.

Matthew Caldwell never forgot about me. I know that now. And a part of me wants to give us a second chance. When I’m in his arms, I feel sixteen again. He takes away my pain. But I’m worried he’ll never forgive me…

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Mistletoe and holly and lights all aglow. It's my favorite time of year. Until my husband had to go and ruin it. Christmas is officially canceled at my house now that I've kidnapped my husband and locked him in the basement. And not even Santa can get me out of this mess. I know what you're thinking. That I'm crazy. But I swear I'm not. I'm going to let him free eventually. Or maybe with a little Christmas magic he'll fall in love with me again.

My bestie has been kidnapped by a mafia boss. And now he’s going to auction her virginity. The most powerful, handsome men from all over the world have flown in to bid on her tonight. But I’m going to save her. It won’t be easy. I have to disable the security cameras, break into the mafia boss’s private suite on the top floor of the hotel, and then somehow get back out.

It’s finally here. Friday. Girls’ night! And to celebrate, I got tickets to the hottest party in the city. That’s right…We’re going to the Banana Party!

Christmas is my favorite time of year. The snow, the lights, the cookies. The warm nights curled up with a book by the fire. I love it all. But most of all, I love picking out the perfect presents for the people I care about. So I’ve prepared an amazing Christmas Eve surprise for my bestie. But the night takes a wild turn when I spot Santa on the roof. I didn’t realize Santa was so hot. And I’ll do whatever it takes to catch him.

My BFF has been kidnapped. And in less than 24 hours, her kidnapper is going to auction off her virginity. Don’t get me wrong–it’s amazing to have your virginity auctioned off. Especially if a guy is willing to pay millions for it. What a compliment! But I can’t let my BFF lose her V-card all alone. So I’ll do whatever it takes to save her.

I’m the ultimate single girl. But I’m also the best girlfriend in the world. So when my lesser half invites me to Harvard to help him get into the most exclusive club on campus, I’m happy to help. In fact, I’m willing to do anything to get him into this club. Even if it means taking my top off during a scavenger hunt. Or slipping away during a fancy dinner to use my best persuasion skills on one of his future brothers. I might even have to tame a three-headed monster…whatever that means. Spoiler alert - it’s a sex thing.

My bodyguards won’t leave me alone. The nice one refuses to leave my side. The stern one prefers to watch from a distance. He’s never spoken to me. But I can always feel his eyes on me. Always. Even when he shouldn’t be watching. Like when I’m in bed with my boyfriend. He thinks I don’t know he’s watching. But I know. And I love it.

I'm an addict. It's hard for me to know the difference between addiction and love. But when I'm with Penny, I don't need any other vices. I feel like I can breathe for the first time in years. I feel… whole. I know I've messed up so much in my life. But it's time to move forward. It's time to make amends. Because no one deserves to be punished forever. Even a monster like me deserves to be loved.

To most people, suburbia is synonymous with good school districts, manicured lawns, and friendly neighbors. But you can never really tell what's hiding behind those white picket fences and smiling faces. I mean, we all have secrets. The kid down the street steals lawn gnomes. The woman on the corner is having an affair. And me? I'm a murderer. At least...that's what everyone thinks. Because that's the other thing about the suburbs. Rumors spread like wildfire. Handsome detectives start poking around. Houses explode. You know...the usual.