On a beautiful summer evening, Savannah Hart is working in her mother antique store when an old lady drops a mesmerizing doll off at the store. The first thing Savannah notices are the dolls haunting eyes, which she can forget about. Sucking and drawing her in, Savannah must escape the captivationg eyes of the doll before it's too late. (Give it a chance, I'm bad at descriptions.) "The doll was mesmerizing. She had blonde banana curls that framed her face, with a button nose and rosy lips and cheeks. She had on a beautiful Victorian dress; robin’s egg blue and eggshell white, lacy and long, with a mandarin collar and a matching parasol clutched in her dainty little hand. White Mary Janes adorned her feet. The doll was quite magnificent. The most magnificent part of the doll was her eyes. I couldn’t be sure of their colour, because as I moved to different angles to admire her, her eyes transformed from a sea blue to violet. The eyes seemed to pierce into me to draw me in…

Shawna Roberts is the girl that every guy turns to when they need a fake date, a fake girlfriend, a fake fling to make some other girl jealous, a fake couple photo to send to their parents... Shawna's pretty much seen it all. But no matter what they pay her for, everything she does has one common factor: it's all fake. That doesn't make being their paid girl much easier, though. Adam Ferrell is the campus heartthrob with the appearance of a god, an ego the size of Canada, and worshiped by everyone to monumentally ridiculous proportions. In Shawna's mind, it's a miracle his head fits through his shirt every morning. Yet despite their instant dislike for one another, Adam and Shawna each need what the other can offer. When Adam unexpectedly pushes into Shawna's life with a business deal, she's torn between her feelings and her sense of duty, which protects a secret she has kept for years, from even those closest to her. And as the two begrudgingly get to know each other, masks start slipping and secrets come spilling out, forcing each of them to confront some of their darkest moments and deepest fears.

I was accused and found guilty of a crime I did not commit. On the day of my execution, I was given a choice; die, or go on a survival mission to the Sun. You see, in year 2143, the Sun burned out. Poof, just like that, it died and is now a dead planet circling the Earth. Now, the Sity has sent me along with a few other ‘prisoners’ to fly to the Sun and try to bring it back to life. They told me that the chances of my survival were slim to none, but of course I would take that over being executed. Our only chances of survival is to stick together, but how will that work when even I find myself midst a love triangle, trust issues, and a time limit?