Blairsville was the kind of town where everybody knew each other. The kind where people left their doors unlocked, where gossip traveled faster than the wind through the mountains, and where nothing ever truly changed. At least, that's what everyone liked to believe. A year after her mother's death, Eloise Thompson feels like she's standing still while the rest of the world keeps moving without her. The town she once loved now feels suffocating, filled with memories she can't escape and people who keep expecting her to become herself again. Then a mysterious family from France moves into town. At first, they're nothing more than a rumor whispered through school hallways and diner booths. But the longer they stay in Blairsville, the stranger things begin to feel. Familiar looks from strangers. Conversations that stop the second Eloise walks into a room. Questions nobody seems willing to answer. And for the first time since her mother died, Eloise begins to wonder if there were secrets buried beneath her small mountain town long before she was born. Because some people arrive for a reason. And some truths were never meant to stay hidden.

She thought that night in Athens was the worst thing that would ever happen to her. The night everything fell apart. The night she lost dance. The night she lost herself. Three years later, she learns the truth. Her life was never hers. Her family is not who she thought they were. And the man she's being forced to marry? He isn't a stranger. He's the one who was there when everything ended. And he never forgot her.

Everyone thinks Elena Rodriguez has the perfect life. The daughter of a presidential frontrunner, she's spent twenty-two years smiling for cameras, attending galas, and living beneath the weight of a powerful family name. But behind closed doors, Elena knows the truth. Monsters don't always hide in the dark. Sometimes they sit at the head of the dinner table. When a vigilante organization known as the Fallen Angels launches an operation against one of the largest trafficking networks in the country, Elena and her cousin Maya become collateral damage. Kidnapped and taken to a secret refuge called Sanctum, they're accused of crimes they didn't commit by the one man determined to destroy everything connected to the Rodriguez name. Gabriel "Ghost" Cross has spent years hunting the people responsible for trafficking and murdering his sister. Now he's finally found them. Or so he thinks. Cold, ruthless, and driven by vengeance, Ghost sees Elena as nothing more than the daughter of a monster. Elena sees him as exactly what she's always feared: another powerful man deciding her fate before hearing the truth. For thirty-six hours, they wage war against each other. Then Elena reveals a secret that changes everything. Suddenly, Ghost is forced to confront a devastating reality. The women he thought he captured may be the very people he should have saved. As powerful enemies close in and buried secrets come to light, Elena and Ghost find themselves fighting the same battle from opposite sides. But trust doesn't come easy when your first meeting began with hatred. And falling for the man who once considered you the enemy? That might be the most dangerous mistake of all. In a world built on lies, loyalty is earned, love is a risk, and some monsters wear the faces of heroes.

The Muse Some girls fall for athletes. Some girls fall for musicians. Apparently, I fall for mysterious tattoo artists who make questionable deals and look entirely too good doing it. I walked into his tattoo shop looking for a fresh start. Instead, I left with a deal I can't take back and a tattoo artist I can't stop thinking about. Every time I tell myself to stay away from him, I somehow end up right back in his chair. I knew he was trouble from the moment we met. Not the loud, obvious kind. The quiet kind. The kind that smiles at you from across the room and somehow convinces you to make choices you'll never regret-and probably should. I have a feeling this isn't going to end well. The problem is, I don't want it to end at all. At this point, I'm starting to think he planned it that way. The Artist The moment Kinsley walked into my shop, I knew she couldn't afford the tattoo. I also knew I wasn't going to let that stop me. So I made her an offer. A simple arrangement. One that benefits us both. She gets what she wants. I get what I want. And what I want is to figure out why a girl who looks like she belongs in heaven keeps making me think about sin. She looks like the kind of girl who always follows the rules. The kind who still believes people are good. The kind of girl who should stay far away from a man like me. Instead, she agreed to my deal. Now she sits in my chair while I leave my mark on her skin, and I can't stop wondering what she'd look like if she stopped being so good. She thinks I'm doing her a favor. Maybe I am. Or maybe I'm just selfish enough to want the angel who wandered into my shop all to myself.