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I, Braxton Fawn, am the luckiest girl alive. Or so the world keeps telling me. Every so often, gods walk the earth. This time they came as musicians. When Bound loses its lead guitarist, yours truly is chosen to fill his shoes. From dive bars to the big stage, my instant claim to fame is nothing short of a fairytale. The only problem? My new bandmates. Jaded, gorgeous, and ridiculously talented—they're determined to turn my dream into a nightmare.

Boomerangers [boo-muh-rang-ers] - noun, informal: an adult who moves back home to live with a parent after a period of independence. Spencer: I love sex. I love the power, the intimacy, the euphoria it brings. Too bad I'm not having any... You'd think as New Orleans's most renowned sex therapist that I'd be swimming in single men. In a way, I am...except for the fact that one is in diapers and the other two are drowning in preteen hormones. As a single mother of three, my days are devoted to my clients and my kids, and my nights are spent with Fabio, my vibrator.

Sam and Mason return to Fallen Crest for a camping trip. They head north, meeting up with a few friends from Roussou and enjoy a night of booze, some leapfrogging, and there's a small therapy session to air out some tension in the group. Empty chair, anyone?

Jenny's dreams have turned to nightmares. Every night, her thoughts are filled with evil. Something is reaching out . . . and she's not so sure she wants to reach back. That is, until someone new appears in her dreams. Someone who protects her, comforts her, and thinks of Jenny as his mate...

Innocent. Blameless. Pure. Heartbroken. Josie Vos belonged to the one family I hated more than anything. And I had forced her to despise me just as much. It didn't matter that I had lost track of my plan and fallen for my enemy. Irrevocably hurt and enraged by my deceit, she had no intentions of doing anything but watching me lose my throne.

Beck Clermont controlled them all. He was arrogant and conceited, and from the moment I met him, he had made up his mind about me. Dangerously handsome and wickedly cruel, he had no intention of letting me spend my senior year under the radar.

The residents of Riot House have graduated, but the events of the past year are far from forgotten. Life might be pulling the former students of Wolf Hall Academy in opposite directions, but no distance on Earth can sever the ties that bind them.

I don’t do complicated. I sure as hell don’t do love. With graduation in sight, I’ve made it almost four years at Wolf Hall without getting tangled up in BS with girls. I especially want nothing to do with her: Presley. Maria. Witton. Chase. The timid little mouse with the red hair, who can’t even look my way without hyperventilating. She’s nothing to me. Beautiful, sure, but I’ve had plenty of beautiful women. I’m perfectly content ignoring her.

You think you know me, but you’re wrong. You look at me and see Carrie, the girl with the wild hair and the wild clothes. Reliable Carrie, friendly and quirky, perhaps even a little strange. What do you really know about me, though? The details of my past are up for debate. I’ve been careful to hide my sins, and even more careful to follow the rules. I do as I’m told. I keep to myself. I don’t mess around with boys, and I’m always ready to run. At least that’s what I tell myself, anyway. Since I met him, I’ve broken every single rule in the book.

Kaine Reynolds wants nothing more than solitude. After an unthinkable tragedy destroys his family, he's cut off all ties to his former life, so he can battle his grief the only way he knows how. Alone. So when Piper Campbell knocks on his door, rambling on about being his new neighbor, he slams the door in her face. But Kaine's gruff demeanor doesn't scare her. She's set on living in Montana and starting over after a terrible divorce. And she wouldn't mind having a fling to chase away the pain of her husband's betrayal. Her handsome, albeit rude, neighbor is the perfect candidate. 

"Girls like you aren't exactly welcomed at a place like this, so keep your head down and look the other way." Those were the exact words of my social worker when she dropped me in my newest hellhole, a place for "troubled teens". I didn't listen, and now I'm on their radar. Too bad for them, I don't follow rules. Too bad for me, they're determined to make sure I do. Inconceivably attractive and treated like kings...these are the boys of Brayshaw High.

Growing up as MC royalty, my path was set, but it was never my destiny. Liberated by my father's death, I left the Heaven's Rejects Clubhouse to make my own way in life. But fate had other ideas. My brother's club was the only option once a target had been painted on my back because of one of my patients. I never expected that going home would result in my entire world being flipped upside down at the hands of the man meant to protect me. With him as a bodyguard, my heart never stood a chance. Could I sacrifice my soul to go back to the life I left behind? 

“You don’t belong.” No words whispered in anger have ever rung more true. They’re the Kings of Brayshaw with the world at their feet, destined for greatness and in need of control. I’m the girl from the ghetto with nothing to offer and as defiant as they come. They say it doesn’t matter, that I’m one of them now, and nothing could ever change that. Not even me, should I dare try. But they’re wrong. They underestimate how far I’ll go to protect them. Trouble is coming...and they have no idea.

“Tell me something true?” Her sweet voice was like a siren calling me to her. My truth? I was a bastard. I hated everyone. My past was as dark as my soul. And she was the only light in that cold darkness.

We have a history. His childhood was full of darkness and all I have ever wanted was to give him the light. Now he puts that darkness into his music, and protecting the girl who has always worshiped him. But time changes people. It has changed me. I'm no longer the little caterpillar he has always called me. I know he needs me - I need him too. Now I have to make a choice.... Stay and pretend like he hasn't eviscerated my heart. Or let go of him completely.

You can't outrun your past, a mistake I learned the hard way. Stripped of the last piece of my innocence in the middle of the Californian desert, I waited for death. Then he appeared. My vengeful angel. He's everything I'm not. He's everything I want. He's everything I can never have.  

Raze is the scorned president of the Heaven's Rejects. Darcy Kyle is the widow of his best friend and former vice president. He shouldn't want her, but he'll move heaven and Earth to have her.

Desperate to escape the demons of her past, Dani is on the run. Her plans to hide out in a sleepy Los Angeles suburb turn into a pipe dream, as she is drawn into the secret-filled world of the local motorcycle club. Dani soon learns that her secrets and lies are nothing compared to those kept behind the clubhouse doors. Trying to avoid the suspicious Vice President, she must keep a low profile in order to survive. The trouble comes when the VP has other ideas. Hero has simple needs. As the Heaven's Rejects Vice President, he has everything he wants at his disposal. 

I expected my new assistant to be professional and punctual, but all I'm getting are dirty looks and rude comments. I should fire the little hellion, but instead all I can think about is bending her over my desk and breaking every rule I've ever made for myself. One look. One touch. One night. If we break the rules, our lives will never be the same again. Good thing rules were made to be broken. And besides, it feels so good to tempt the boss.

I used to pray that I'd find the strength to move on from him, from the pain that the end carried, from the emptiness in my chest, but ultimately move on from the loss of Creed Sullivan and the death of his sister, Cora. The Sullivans had been the best part of my summers in New England. Deep down, I always knew my ache for all that I had lost was the reason I returned...but I hadn't expected to see him again - especially not like this.