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The boundaries of our friendship are tested and lines are crossed. RUSH: I'm in love with my best friend. There wasn't an exact moment when I fell for him. It was something that grew and evolved over time. He loves me back, but it'll never be more than platonic. It can't be because he's straight...

We never should've been anything more than roommates. DREW: Life dealing me a hard blow is nothing new. What's one more sucker punch? When my uncle offers me a job working at his MMA training center, I jump at the chance to turn my life around . . . not upside down and questioning everything I...

Our time together has an expiration date. HAYDEN: I don't remember a time when I didn't love him. The only guy I've ever wanted sees me as nothing more than the kid next door and his younger sister's best friend. But when Dean comes home after college graduation, things are different. I've grown...

It started with a video that went viral—me proposing to my best friend in the middle of a sandy beach. The sun was bright, water glittering . . . Actually, back up. It started with me tripping and landing on one knee in the sand while trying to catch a frisbee. As a joke, I asked him to marry...

Messing around with Arsen is like playing with fire, and I can't help but crave the burn. The day I met my best friend's new stepbrother I fell into hate with the moody jerk. The feeling is mutual. I loathe him and unfortunately want him in equal measures. At least he seems to be suffering the same undeniable pull. He infuriates me. He's crawled under my skin. Arsen has the ability to ruin me for anyone else, and I want to let him.

A closed-off bartender. An outgoing college athlete. Sparks fly . . . but will anyone win this battle of wills? BEARD: Oh, I want him. But it's too risky. My past isn't pretty. After a disastrous incident nearly destroyed me, I rose from the ashes to reclaim my life. I may not be happy, but I'm...

Moving to the sleepy town of Havens Hallow, Massachusetts, during my senior year hadn't been part of my future plans. Not to mention the ancient house my father bought sits next to the creepiest place imaginable—a graveyard full of battered stone statues. It's a far cry from the upper-middle class neighborhood we left behind. That wasn't the only thing I had to walk away from. My position as the star quarterback of my old team has now been replaced with a not-so-cozy spot on the sideline. With a football scholarship on the line, I can't afford to be benched. I need help, and fast.