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The music industry called me a savant at age sixteen when I uploaded my first video and gained instant fame. And then Drew Amherst of Adrenaline became my mentor, and my career took off. Everything was great. Until tragedy struck, and I wondered if I’d ever be able to perform again. I fought back, but all it took was a falling light to bring it all back to the fore. So, I walked away. Because I knew it wasn’t just stage fright. It was so much more.

I breathed in and out for a few seconds as I waited at the end of the aisle. It felt like I was standing overlooking the edge of a cliff, and the minute I saw my future wife, I was going to freefall. The music started. Shit, I was seriously going to pass out. People stood; Demetri nodded his head and patted me on the back. And then I saw her. It was like seeing her for the first time all over again. Memories of meeting her that first day of school had me grinning from ear to ear.

It’s not every day you're slapped on stage by two different women you've been dating for the last year. What sort of ballsy woman gets on stage and slaps a rockstar? Does nobody have self-control anymore? It may have been the talk of the Grammys. I was 33, hardly ready to settle down. Except now it's getting forced on me. Seaside, Oregon. My bandmates were more than happy to settle down, dig their roots into the sand, and start popping out kids. Meanwhile I was still enjoying life. Until now. I'm teaching freaking guitar lessons at the local studio for the next two months.

When I met Kiersten, time stood still. It was as if every cell in my body screamed her. I couldn't look away, I couldn't walk away, I couldn't even move. My other half, my soul mate, was staring right at me. I had to have her. I had to make her mine. But I felt selfish doing that - knowing that I may not have endless amounts of time to give her... and even now that every things' over with and I've been given that time back. Nothing is ever certain in this life. Which is why I'm about to do something crazy, impulsive, daring.

I had his posters on my wall when I was 16, and when I accidentally got pregnant in high school, his was the face I dreamt of when I closed my eyes at night. Now, more than 20 years later, that dream has turned into reality. Not only is Drew Amhurst in my tiny town of Seaside, alive and in the flesh, but he's mentoring my rock-star son. Drew says he's mine for a week, and he made me three promises: no strings attached, no falling in love, and only seven days.

Die schöne Austin ist außer sich: Thatch, der Mann, den sie liebt, hat eine andere Frau geküsst und dann ohne eine weitere Erklärung mit ihr Schluss gemacht. Nach Tränen, viel zu vielen Süßigkeiten und einem Serien-Marathon will Austin vor allem eins: Rache! Mit beträchtlicher krimineller Energie und viel Fantasie macht sie fortan Thatch das Leben zur Hölle. Und Thatch? Der attraktive Schönheitschirurg weiß, dass er ihre Liebe zerstört hat. Um Austin zu schützen, hat er die Notbremse gezogen, aber das darf sie niemals erfahren. Tatsache ist: Er ist nicht über sie hinweg.

Lucas hat eine Riesendummheit gemacht. Einmal. Seitdem ist sein Ruf ruiniert und er lebt ein Leben als Playboy. Seine Regeln sind ganz einfach: Jeden Tag der Woche hat er eine andere im Bett, er macht keine Versprechungen und keine Ausnahmen. Doch dann taucht Avery wieder in seinem Leben auf. Oder besser gesagt: in seiner Firma. Eine Situation mit einem gewissen... Potenzial: Denn so sexy und frech wie Avery ist, passt sie bestens in Lucas' Beuteschema. Avery wiederum findet Lucas zwar ziemlich heiß, kann es ihm aber nicht verzeihen, dass er einst ihre Schwester betrogen hat.

I see everything. I feel everything. I watch people fall in love. I watch them burn with hate, anger, rage, and I see the cycle repeat over and over again. I take it on every night I work at Timber, aka Anubis’s bar in downtown Seattle, and then I help the rest of the immortals keep the very intense balance between Heaven and Earth. I see everyone's future but mine, and when I try to look, all I see is darkness, despair, need…