Heather Long

One-hundred-seventy some odd days left in my senior year, and everything has changed. I went from untouchable to dating my best friends to making out to being betrayed....

Life doesn’t come with a script, but some moments don’t need one. Senior year pushed us all. It dared us to embrace wonder and chase love. It challenged us to find out who we were as people, as partners, as a family. We’re so much better together....

When it comes down to acclaim in the yearbook, my class rank would probably earn me my only entry, but probably very little else. I don’t wear cosmetics, do my hair, or really give a damn about my appearance in general. I don’t need to be cool....

The pop princess with her bright blue hair, pouty lips, haunting eyes, and the voice of a siren. She’s always been too busy for us. Music seems to be the one language we both speak. It’s not enough. For her. For them. For anyone. I’m not enough....

Born into Hollywood royalty, I’ve been making the hot sheet and generating internet buzz since before I could even walk. Doesn’t matter that my parents divorced prior to my second birthday, I can’t escape the shadows—or scandals—of my movie star mother and my rock star father....

Scars bind. Love heals. Blood makes family. I used to think survival was enough. I was wrong. We're still hunting for my sister, still tearing down the empire built on stolen lives. Every step brings danger, every victory comes at a cost. The men who saved me—my protectors, my lovers, my...

What would you risk to uncover the truth—your career, your safety… or your heart? If it bleeds, it leads. And right now, the city is bleeding. As the face of the evening news, I've built my career exposing corruption and dragging truth into the light. When a string of meticulously staged...

Blood. Fury. Desire. That's how our oath was made—and how it will be kept. They say war changes people. I say it reveals them. Over the past few months, I've watched the men I once called my captors become something else entirely—my fiercest allies, my deepest weakness, and the only ones I...

A love lost to time. A truth buried in myth. A goddess reborn. For centuries, the Lord of the Dead has searched for her—his queen, his soul's twin, scattered across mortal lives and fading memories. She is Irina now, unaware of who she was, haunted by dreams that aren't dreams, shadowed by...

The closer I get to the truth, the further away it feels. Every step I take is met with resistance—not just from the monsters still chasing me, but from the very men who have sworn to protect me. Especially Bones. Cold. Controlled. Ruthless. He watches me like I'm the problem he's been ordered...

Of all the dreams I'd ever chased, the last thing I expected was for a nightmare to be the one that came true. I'm no stranger to survival. I've always acted a lot tougher than I am, but I'm a big believer in fake it until you make it. But even I couldn't imagine the relentless pursuit of my...

Emersyn Sharpe war nicht so, wie ich es erwartet hatte, und gleichzeitig alles, was ich mir je erträumt hatte. Sie war geblieben und hatte alles verändert. Sie hatte die Jungs in ihre Schranken gewiesen. Sie hatte Feuer und Mumm, eine Wildheit, die ich auch gerne hätte.

Kaitlin Crosse übt eine außergewöhnliche Macht über mich aus. Sie drängt mich, fordert mich heraus und treibt mich an den Rand des Wahnsinns. Seitdem sich unsere Wege gekreuzt haben, bin ich absolut und unwiderruflich von ihr besessen.

Das Herz des Ganzen war ein Geheimnis und eine Lüge. Ein Geheimnis, das wir ihr nicht verrieten. Eine Lüge, die wir uns selbst erzählten. Emersyn Sharpe war mehr als nur das Mädchen, über das wir wachten. Emersyn war genau die Frau, die zu uns passte.

My name is Grace Degas Black. Years ago, I made a splash during a charity fashion show where an agent discovered me. My work led to the glitzy world of haute couture, perfume ads, and more. I was living my best life, traveling the world, and the only thing that would have made it better was if...

Mein Name ist Emersyn Sharpe. Bis vor einigen Monaten war ich die Hauptdarstellerin einer Wandershow, die ihren Vertrag noch zu Ende erfüllen musste. Ich war geschlagen worden, aber nie gebrochen.

Grandfather tried to prepare me for everything… Yet, how could anyone prepare me for this? Kidnapping. Blackmail. Deception. Grief. Vengeance. The Royals have always been about blood. Blood lines, blood relations, and the spilling of blood. I didn’t ask for this war. I didn’t go looking for it.

Emersyn Sharpe gehört nicht in unsere Welt. Eigentlich ist der letzte Ort, an dem sie sein sollte, bei uns. Aber jemand tut ihr weh. Wir haben es alle gesehen. Wir haben versucht, die Warnzeichen zu ignorieren. Wir haben versucht, den Menschen um sie herum zu vertrauen.

Die Pop-Prinzessin mit den leuchtend blauen Haaren, den vollen Lippen, den eindringlichen Augen und der Stimme einer Sirene … Musik scheint die einzige Sprache zu sein, die wir beide sprechen. Das ist nicht genug. Nicht für sie. Nicht für die anderen. Für niemanden. Ich bin nicht genug.

They say you can never go back… ‘Course, I never wanted to return. It took me years to age out. Once I made it, I took off and never turned around. Trust me, there were only three reasons I managed to survive there as long as I did and they abandoned me as soon as they were able.