Book One of Two in the Hail Royalty duology. Book two is a different couple. PRINCE CYPRUS: Life used to be simple. College classes, caffeine overdoses, and love letters that always arrived when it rained. Sweet, right? Turns out, my "secret admirer" was my best friend Artemio (Art) Rome-at least, that's what he claimed. We agreed to stay friends (because I've only ever seen him as a brother), but something about the whole situation always felt... off. Especially since the other person I trusted most, Evander Knight, disappeared the night of his graduation-one year before mine-and ghosted me completely. And it was suspiciously the same night Art took credit for the secret admirer letters. Now it's two years later, and guess who's back in my life? Yep. Evander. And we're stuck working together as editorial assistants, trying to convince the notoriously reclusive author Storm Orion to finally write the sequel to his hit novel-the same one that ended on a soul-crushing cliffhanger before he vanished into thin air. Oh, and the letters? They've started up again. Art swears it was him all along, but the more he insists, the less I believe him. Storm Orion only replies to my emails. And the sequel? It's weirdly familiar. Too familiar. Evander's back. The letters are back. And I'm starting to realize I might have always been in love with the boy who left, and not the boy who stayed. So now I've got questions: Why did Evander disappear? Who actually wrote the letters? And who, exactly, is Storm Orion? And to think, I always thought I was chasing someone else's story (Storm Orion's sequel). But maybe it's my story. And now, with everything unraveling-the secrets, the letters, Evander's return-the biggest plot twist of my life happens. The plot twist? Storm Orion's books are meant for me, and I'm the only one who can choose how they end. Will it be another heartbreaking cliffhanger... Or the happy ending we all deserve?

Book two of three in the Project Series. BOOKS MUST BE READ IN ORDER. JASON ARCHER I can't stop the darkness from slipping into my vision. All I see is the only person I ever loved as he lay on the ground with a weak pulse. I saved him, though. But I hate the idea of being a hero. I'm not a hero. I only couldn't stand the thought of a plane of existence where Apollo didn't exist. I had to save him. He still carried my heart with him--the heart that left me to stay with him against my will. However, I won't tell him it was me. In order to heal, I decided, at the last minute, to go on the cruise designed to help uplift those struggling mentally. Emery Gray, my ex-boyfriend, found out it was me, and I didn't want to risk Apollo searching for me. But fate laughed in my face in the name of my panicked last-minute decision. Because when I thought I was escaping Apollo and Triple-A altogether, I didn't escape him at all. Apollo is on this cruise, and he knows from the moment he looks into my eyes that I saved his life. Damn it, maybe Emery was onto something. Maybe there is magic in healing with the person you were supposed to heal with all along. And maybe, just maybe, the future I always wanted with him is right in front of my face, and maybe it's waiting to be grabbed. All I have to do is fight through my fears and snatch it up.

Book one of three in the Project Trilogy MUST BE READ IN ORDER EMERY GRAY: I'm the friend who likes doing cute things for my friends if I notice they aren't mentally doing well. I enjoy making uplifting cards or beaded bracelets just so they can smile. I do this for holidays, too, because I know the holidays can be hard for some. I never knew my friend group was secretly against me the entire time. After overhearing them laugh at my expense, I'm about to walk away. When I turn, I slam right into a very tall wall of muscle that sends me backward before another hand shoots out and catches my elbow before I fall. When I look up, I see them. The infamous Triple-A. Everyone hates them. They don't trust anyone. They're cruel. Those are all things I've heard but never witnessed. After they drag me away from my supposed group of friends, they offer me a safe place with them. I decline. I declined because my brother would have my head if I accepted. If Ellis found out I befriended the group he hated, I wouldn't know what to do. But a member of Triple-A has noticed me. Alaric Benson. The jokester. The class-clown. The one with the amazing hazel eyes that I start getting lost in. No, I can't befriend Triple-A, but the offer becomes harder to resist when I realize how alone I feel. I befriended them, and they started helping me find out who I am. They aren't cruel like everyone believes. Not unless they have to be. So, where did everyone get this idea? Oh, god, someone help me. I don't know how much longer I can resist Alaric Benson. Falling in love with him is a recipe for disaster! Right? If my brother finds out, I don't know what will happen, but I can't resist him anymore. Screw the damage I'll take from the fallout. It's my life, and I need to remember that.

XION LOCKE: I have been spazzing about this opportunity to dance with my idol, Kayax Luna. I didn't need the added stress of my greatest heartbreak to follow me around in what was supposed to be my safe space. The fact that I didn't need a safe space away from someone who wouldn't physically or purposely emotionally harm me wasn't the point. However, now I have to deal with the consequences of my own actions. Surprise, surprise. Kayax asked me to bring a dance move from his mind alive, and he chose Levi for me to partner with. I tried to keep myself together, but I cracked apart the longer I had to stare into eyes that I wanted to be mine once upon a time. Levi had enough, and he decided to finally speak of our seven-year separation. He asked me, and I told him. Curse him. Now, he's after me for the explanation. Great question, I'd love to tell you, Levi. Maybe you'll understand why I want to keep my distance. Maybe you'll understand why I took all these measures to protect myself. Except, he doesn't understand at all. Levi is angry. He's hurt. He's destroyed. Wait, I didn't expect that reaction. I didn't expect him to shout at me as he painfully told me every way that I was wrong. I didn't expect him to show such emotion when telling me that I should have talked to him seven years ago. I became the bad guy in seconds flat, and I had no idea there could be an explanation. I had no idea that everything I believed in the past was real. Levi was in love with me, and I'd been crushing him for seven years with my indifference. How the hell was I supposed to fix this while juggling a music video that deeply explained love and all the flaws that came with it? What would happen if we worked together to overcome the challenges I created by accident? What if we reignited that flame and lit our world on fire? I was making it my mission to show Levi that I removed the barbwire around my heart and prove to him I never stopped loving him.

Book three out of six in the Chaotic Hearts series. THESE STORIES MUST BE READ IN ORDER. RAIDEN ASHER: I get it. I'm a big, tough guy who rides a motorcycle and can get anyone I want with the snap of my fingers. Not true, by the way. Who even believes that stereotype? If that were true, I'd have the one I wanted and have wanted for almost a year. Not only that, I thought he wanted to kiss me, and I most certainly wanted to kiss him. So, I kissed him. Then he ran away and locked himself inside his room, and I had no idea how to fix the mistake I made in his honor. It wasn't a mistake for me. I only wanted to wipe his mind off the kiss so I could still keep him around and comfortable. I don't care how much it breaks me. I'd break apart for him. It's Halloween month, and I'm determined to back away and give him space. So, why does it seem like he doesn't want space? How long is he going to do this to me before he does break me? I know he has demons that crawl through his head and paralyze him, so how do I take away his fears? I'd fight many battles if it meant I'd win the war in his head. I want to show him that I mean what I say, and I'm giving myself until the stroke of midnight, November first, before I lay my weapons down and give up on any romance I could have with him. However, one of my Halloween dares that I must complete before midnight is to get a kiss from someone at the party we attend. So, why is Killian Wolfe standing in front of me?

Book two of six in the Chaotic Hearts series. MUST BE READ IN ORDER I'm usually level-headed, I swear. But when it comes to Maverick Asher, he makes me lose all my sanity, and all he has to do is open his mouth and let his putrid words spill out. Maverick has been friends with my brother for thirteen years, and I've been around him just as long. Over the last few years, he's taken to seeking me out to get a rise out of me. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate his stupid motorcycle. I hate his stupid leather jackets. I hate his attitude. I hate his sarcasm. I hate his sharp tongue. And I hate that he doesn't care about anyone except himself. I try to ignore him, but he lights me on fire, and I can't stop myself from firing back at him. Now, I can't ignore him because it's February, and my family has come up with a fun game. We have to pick a partner and work with them until Valentine's Day to plan platonic dates for one another. Which means, we have to spend time with our partner to learn what they might like for a date. No one picked Maverick, and that left him with me. I'm nothing if not a perfectionist, and even if that means competing with Maverick to make my platonic date for him perfect. He's battling against me to make his date perfect. We are at each other's throats. I start to get confused. Then, when it's time for the dates, my brain spirals into further confusion. I don't expect what he has prepared, and I start realizing there is far more I had failed to notice about Maverick Asher. The man who claims romance and love is nothing but failure has me falling into the trap that he believes love is. But is he falling with me, or am I being played?

Book one of six in the Chaotic Hearts series. BOOKS MUST BE READ IN ORDER. - RIVER MINTZ: Listen, I need you to hear me out. I'm a little bit impulsive, and I don't think anything through enough before I'm implementing my next plan of action. And it's because of my impulsiveness that I even ended up in this heartbreaking situation. See, I was falsely engaged to a man-a straight man named Louis-who did some awful things in his lifetime. You don't even want to know. But my parents had sent me to college and told me to discover life outside my wealth. I needed money. But when I found out what Louis had done, I immediately left. I didn't want anything to do with him. He was a vile human being. I should have known better. However, I didn't want my parents to know that I was someone's pet, so while they knew nothing about Louis, I also never told them we broke things off out of fear of my Mother's hound nose discovering what I'd done to make money during college. It's been five months since I ended things with him, and my Mom begged me to come home for Christmas this year and to bring my fiancé. And I couldn't very well say we were no longer together out of thin air, right? I had to figure something out, or my Mom would know I was lying. So, why did my ex-boyfriend, Seven Knight, appear in Chicago when he lived in Vermont, last I heard? Why did he agree so easily? Why was he so willing to go along with this? Mom found out my "fiancé" is Seven, and now she is begging us to get married on Christmas! What do I do?! We haven't seen or spoken in years because we... had to discover life outside of one another. But what I never told him? I never wanted that. And now, I have to pretend we're happily together, and it's confusing my brain. I still love him. I crave him. I need him. But I have doubt that he feels the same. It's been too long. I don't have much to offer. How could he still want me? Ha. What a fun Christmas holiday this will be, right?

Book Five out of five in the New Beginnings Series. OLIVER PIERCE: I've always waited for the darkness to consume me. Every day, I open my eyes, and I wait for it to hit. It never does. I cry for hurt animals, mourn the loss of life, and hurt in the name of others. Empathy is something I have, and it's stronger than I thought. There wasn't any kind of darkness in me, but I still feared it would pop up. Five years ago, my girlfriend of three years completely abandoned me when she found out about my past. And I made the vow to never open myself up to anyone romantically again. It was better this way. But there is this irritating "bad boy" who thinks the world owes him. I've known him for the last four years, and he won't leave me alone! He made a bet to win my heart. Our friend group is going on a road trip, and I'm stuck with him as a roommate. I'm straight. I'm closed off. I don't like him! I swear! Shit, I might have been wrong about that because why does he feel so right? MALACHI REEVES: The bet is to win his heart. That's the prize. I'd have his heart. I'd have him. And he's all I've ever wanted. However, Oliver swears he's straight, but I noticed the way he looked at me through college. The curiosity in his stare. So, I want to show him what I have to offer him during this damn road trip across the United States. Things don't go at all how I planned. Something dark and haunted lives within Oliver Pierce, and I want to help him through it. The sweet smiles, the soft laughter, and everything in between-I want it to be mine. I have two months to prove to him that we're meant to be. No matter what darkness lingers behind him, I'll help him battle it all. I'll keep him safe. Protected. But only if he lets me.

Book four of five in the New Beginnings Series. VALENTINE PIERCE: My dearest cousin is going on his honeymoon, leaving me jobless for two weeks. Maybe that's a little dramatic, but it left me open and needing something to do. Allison Yates, the CEO of the label August works for has tasked me with helping Vesper Quinn adapt to the changes in his life. Which means, I have to be his temporary manager until they can find him one. Normally, I would have jumped for joy at the opportunity, except, Vesper decided I'm nothing but a snobby rich kid, who does whatever he wants. If I want it, I get it. It stemmed from Vesper finding out that I showed his videos to the company. He was signed, and he wasn't the least bit appreciative. See, I followed him for years. I was once intrigued by him. We even... went on dates. I thought he liked me, and I even thought we were headed somewhere. But then he vanished for almost two years. He stopped making music. He changed his number. He didn't contact anyone. Until he finally showed up for his audition, and he was signed. Sure, I thought, maybe we still had a chance. Until it evaporated that night in the stairwell. So, why is he being kind to me? I'm not falling for his tricks. I won't let him in again. I tried twice. I even gave him a chance after he vanished on me-but then I saw the way he looked at me when he not only found out what I'd done to help him, but who I was related to. But something is going on with him. I see it in his eyes. The mistrust. And then I find out he's suffocating, and he's been alone. It's dangerous to fall after the soon-to-be superstar, but I want him. I desperately want him, and I have for years. Hey, it's Christmas-anything can happen, right?

Book Three of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** AUGUST LUNA: Fake dating my nemesis, what a twisted web we have weaved, isn't it? I want to get under Davis Adler's skin, and what better way to do that than by feeding the media about my secret romance with his son, Kayax Adler? Shiny, glittery, superstar-Kayax Adler. Something is going on with Kayax, and the more time I'm forced to spend around him, the more it gets harder for me to ignore. He was supposed to perish, and now I wonder if I was too focused on the wrong Adler. Kayax needs my attention. More than I realized. When Davis gets arrested after an anonymous tip sent in to the police station, I close in on the sassy superstar. There's darkness under his gaze. Heaviness. Hatred. And it's not for me. He's not the one who needs to perish. KAYAX ADLER: I don't mind my fake relationship to a Luna. Not at all. Not when he starts mindlessly... caring about me. I'm supposed to hate him, I know. My Dad drilled that in my head ever since the forced me into the industry the moment I turned eighteen. But I'm hiding a lot of secrets, and they don't all have to do with the abuse of my father. The one who didn't even raise me. But when someone-my father-leaks a video of my eighth grade talent show, I'm shoved into the spotlight even more. Because it was never about the fact I had an impeccable singing voice for as long as I could remember. It was the song choice. An Elijah Luna song. August is confused. I'm losing myself in August and getting confused myself. I can't fall in love with him. But it's too late. I fall in love with August Luna, and I can never have him for real. Only for fake.