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Billie Rush can't stop writing pop songs. The kind of songs that her rock band, The Shrikes, would never play. Billie's new songs and sound need an outlet, but she's not just going to give them away to anyone. Vero De Luca is always in the limelight for making mistakes. Though she knows she's fully capable of writing her own songs, the label insists that her first single needs a major name behind it. Both women think that working together sounds like a match made in hell. Though they can hardly stand each other, sparks start to fly when they're writing the new single, "Undone".

My new roommate has the worst taste in men. I mean, Murph's special. He's funny and flamboyant and full of life. While I'm straight, even I can tell these guys aren't good enough for him. I had to yell at one date, toss another one out the door, and throw a beer in another's face. Kind of embarrassing, really. I don't know what's gotten into me. I ask my sister what's wrong with me and she says I'm jealous. Jealous? Please. Me? Come on. Only thing is, I hate the thought of Murph kissing any guy. Ever. Except, maybe . . . me?

Shae Shanahan has no idea how to sew a button or steam a shirt. How he ends up as the assistant to the famous wardrobe stylist Rowan Abernathy is beyond him. But his need for stable employment in an expensive city is as dire as Rowan's need for an assistant to actually stick around. Or maybe an assistant he can order around and mold to his ridiculous standards. So much so that Shae has threatened to quit dozens of times—at least in his head.

Lucifer's plan for saving the world requires three key components: my power, the nexus, and the stone. We only have the first . . . and absolutely no idea where the other two might be hiding. It's up to me and the rest of Team Six to hunt them down, all while integrating into the powerful, new community housed at The Lodge. But with the fabric of our reality literally crumbling around us, it's looking less and less likely that we'll stand a chance against this impending apocalypse.

In a world where gentlemen openly court and marry fellow noblemen, the threat of scandal still lurks behind every velvet drape for kings and princes. Such has been the fate for King Arend Tollemach, forced to sacrifice his heart on the altar of regal duty.

I have to believe in hope. I have to believe in my love for Death, for a future beyond this pain and drama. But why does hope feel like such a foolish dream at this point?

Dante Moretti has just landed his dream job: GM of the Chicago Rebels. And screw the haters who think there should be an asterisk next to his name because he's the first out managing executive in pro hockey. He's earned the right to be here, and nothing will topple him off that perch—especially not an incredibly inconvenient attraction to his star defenseman, Cade "Alamo" Burnett. Cade has always been careful to keep his own desires on the down low, but his hot Italian boss proves to be a temptation he can't resist. Sure, they both have so much to lose, but no one will ever know.