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A one-night stand is supposed to be just that, one night. But the sexy man with no name resurfaces in my life unexpectedly and needs me to help him win a court case that threatens his future. The only catch? He also wants me in his bed again. He's assertive, persistent, and irresistible. But when his true desires are revealed to me, I run. Can I really be what Luca De Santos wants me to be without losing myself in the process? Am I able to walk away from everything that we could be together? How can I say no to fate?

I never had a home until I was an adult, living in foster care as a kid. Now, I have a family, one I chose for me. But I'd always longed for a man I could call my forever. Instead, I found two, and they both want me. So how do I choose between them?

How can I resist the two men who want me? The simple answer is, I can't. When Stone and Gibson keep popping up in my life, I take it as a sign that maybe I can have it all. Stone's all in. Gibson? He's going to take some convincing. Our love story may be unconventional, but with a connection we have, anything's possible.

Scott was my world and my future. His love for me transcended the dimensions of time and space - having made provisions for me in the event of his death. He was after all in a war zone, and the odds were high he may not come home. But now I can't help but think about the new man in my life - my husband's father. Maguire creates a desire deep inside of me I never knew existed. This is more than lust. I keep on asking myself the same question. Have I fallen in love with him because he's so much like my late husband or because he's his own man?

Elliot: My career took focus in my life while trying to make a name for myself in a male dominated field. I kept my gender under wraps until I was able to let my expertise speak for itself. But I was knocked off my axis when I ran into Arden, the man I had compared all men to since our one night together. Now he was taken - by another man - a very dominant man.  

Cami: Who knew I would love to be with two men, at the same time? I never did, until I tried it. Now, it was in my blood. But when one of our partners walked away, Dane and I were left searching for the man who could complete us. When the cocky actor entered our life, we understood he didn't do commitment. But he kept resurfacing. He wanted us and we wanted another man. One night in return for seven dates. If this wasn't a recipe for disaster, could we show him that life could be complete with the three of us together?

My ex-husband kept a secret from me, when we were married. It was the worst betrayal. Now, after three years, of picking up my life, I've found a new man, one who had claimed my heart. He held the same secret, but in his honesty, I can move on with him, the only problem, I've never stopped loving my ex-husband. 

Love sucks! There, I said it. I've never looked for it, nor do I want it. All it seems to do is cause open wounds. I already suffer from the guilt of a horrific accident. I won't let love suck me down the rabbit hole. But Murphy's Law is a diva out to destroy my life. Someone sees me for more than just a one and done, and though I've pushed men away for years, he's refreshing. But remember that diva I told you about? Yeah, love more than sucks, but since I can't use the words I want, I'll just stick to that, because the man I want has a connection with me no one knows about.

I'd sworn off love. Marriage; let alone commitment. It was not for me. No matter how much I dreamed of it, I was not the girl to get the picket fence and the man of my dreams. Until the man came way too late in my life, and the one thing he wanted with me was the family I wasn't willing to give him. The only problem, neither of us could give each other up that easy.

Life has hit me below the belt, and I have lost those I hold most dear. On my sister's deathbed, she made me swear I'd care for her baby girl as if she was my own. After six years of loving her like my daughter, we live a quiet and peaceful life. In the midst of more loss, I meet this couple, and unbeknownst to me, they are who I need to feel whole again.

Lane: Shaw and I have a unique kind of love. One that has found us inviting a third to join our bed from time to time. Our playmate is never meant to be anything more—fulfilling a purpose and leaving before sunrise the following day. It had been the rule until Shaw went and confessed that he wants more. There's just one problem. I've been keeping a secret from the man I vowed to love forever. And it's the key to why we can never be a committed triad.

Davenport: I thought I found where I belonged with my husband and wife. Everything was perfect until we lost her on the same day our son came into this world. Together, we tried to stay strong and focused on bringing her dream to life, but maybe it's finally time for us to follow our own dreams.

Like Father Like Son: I said good-bye to my son. But he had one final request - a letter I'll never forget. Different as Night and Day: I laid my husband to rest....

I said goodbye to my son. But he had one final request - a letter I'll never forget. "Dear Dad, If you're reading this, it means I'm gone. I had one dream, growing old with Holland. Death won't stop me from providing for my wife....Please take care of Holland. Take her back to California with you. It's a lot - I know. But, I'm placing my most precious possession in your hands. Love, Scott." But the thoughts swirling through my mind are certainly not what my late son had in mind. How do I resist this woman in front of me? After all, you can't choose love, it chooses you.  

He's the one that got away. But, Banks Weston is more than just the man who got away. I let him go. He'd been ready to share with the world his true self, living life openly. He's loud and proud. It's all the many things I'm not. It took me a while, but I did it - everyone knows I'm gay. I want him back. My betrayal broke his heart. No - I obliterated it. But somehow, our paths cross again, and we have a reason to come together and pretend we're something we're not. Though in my heart, I'll always hope for the second chance I don't deserve. 

It's a cliche really, falling in love with my best friend, my very straight best friend. And to add more complications, I'm a football player, about to be drafted. We're manly men. We aren't supposed to be gay. But I am and I love the one person I'll never have. Until fate forces us together six years later. It'll be both a fantasy and hell on earth, playing along Crush - the only man who will ever truly own my heart.