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One, two, three, four... You want a fight, I'll bring a war. Five, six, seven, eight... I'll even use such pretty bait. Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, why... Did you leave me there to die?

They say when you die, your whole life plays over in your mind like a Hallmark movie. A rose-tinted reflection to remind you what a great life you've led. For me, that wasn't the case. There was no romantic, nostalgic ending for me. All I had was pain, darkness, and despair on the day I died, dragged by fire into the depths of hell. That's where I live now. A shadow of the man I used to be. A ghost living in my former life. Life goes on, but not for me. She burst into my world with her smile and her sledgehammer, ready to smash down my walls. 

They are the boys your mother always warned you about. They’re every parent’s worst nightmare. Arrogant, cocky and self-assured. They used the town of Sandland like it was their own personal playground. They didn’t follow the rules; they made their own. Most girls were drawn to them like a moth to a flame, but Emily Winters wasn’t like most girls. She represented everything they despised. The only problem was she lived her life in a perfectly orchestrated smokescreen, and where there’s smoke, there’s usually fire.

"Ich küsse ihre Schenkel immer wieder. Ihr Körper zittert, pulsiert und zuckt, während er meine Küsse genießt. Sie seufzt. Sie stöhnt. Ihr Atem wird tiefer und immer lustvoller..."Julie hat Geburtstag. Und ihr einziger Wunsch ist es, endlich einen Dreier mit zwei Männern zu haben. Die Vorstellung von zwei Männern gleichzeitig begehrt und verwöhnt zu werden, macht sie beinahe rasend. Sie freut sich als James und Julian zustimmen.

Logan Andrews grew up with a player for a father and no mother by the age of 11. Learning everything from his father, he saw women as pawns in the sex games he played. He quickly learned, after becoming financially successful, that sex games were not going to be satisfying.

To some, it may seem as though Lily Farr has a great life. But behind closed doors, she’s struggling with her self-worth and her alcoholic husband. When she runs into an old friend, Sean Mitchell, she realizes what life could be really like. Sean Mitchell had no choice when he left all those years ago. Now that he’s back, he’s determined to win Lily’s heart. After all, she’s been the only woman who ever truly got under his skin. Lily must decide between her husband, Chris, or the guy she never could quite stop thinking about.

Logan Andrews grew up with a player for a father and no mother by the age of 11. Learning everything from his father, he saw women as pawns in the sex games he played. He quickly learned after becoming financially successful that sex games were not going to be satisfying. He used women to fill the gap he had when he lost the only woman that meant anything to him. If he wanted to be happy with his life, he needed to learn how to love again. When he meets Gia Osborn, those feelings start to interrupt his life in a way he can’t control.  

Found as a babe amidst the dead and dying in the wake of a great battle, raised as the beloved son of blacksmith and warrior Hagar Hammersmith, Logan always knew that he was different. And with curses and stares and sometimes with fists, the villagers of Solan Bay did their best to makes sure he would never forget it. But on that day, the day the slavers came to Solan Bay and left him for dead in a pool of his own blood, everything changed. Logan learned the truth of his existence, of his destiny.

Some people are born in darkness. Some have darkness thrust upon them. Me? I was the darkness. Forged in the flames of my stepfather’s hatred, I learned from an early age that life was cruel, harsh, and unforgiving. This life would destroy you unless you stood up for yourself, took control, and fought back. I was always a fighter, but my soul remained charred from the fires that consumed me. My heart is an empty cavern filled with echoes of a life I’d never live. I'm branded with a vengeance that drove me to do for others what no one had ever done for me.

I’m the guy that smiles as I plan your downfall, laughs as you cry in pain, tells a joke as I read you your last rites, and howls as I send you to the hell you deserve. I’m the good guy, wrapped up in a warped, depraved package of sin, a savior destined for the depths of hell. My life is perfect. My friends are psychotic. Everything is how I like it: uncomplicated chaos—until her. She thought she could destroy me, ruin me in the worst way. The thing is, I love a challenge, and the only one getting destroyed in this twisted little game is her…in the best way.

There are three things that are certain in this life: death, taxes, and the fact that if I want something, I will get it...no matter what it takes. From the moment I laid eyes on Olivia Cooper, I knew she was mine. She didn’t agree, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me. She was all I thought about. She was my obsession. So, I watched. I studied. I toyed with her and I played my games. In her I’d found my perfect match, because she met every single one of my challenges with one of her own. She fought back and I loved it.

Finn Knowles–the rebel without a voice. That’s me. But just because I choose to keep quiet doesn’t mean there isn’t a raging fire burning inside. Still waters run deep, after all, and there’s a lot of secrets I’ve kept hidden from the world. Art has always been my escape from the evil that’s tried to drag me down. It was all I had. Until her. Effy Spencer is like nobody I’ve ever met, but everything I’ve ever wanted. In my dreams, I’m her whole world. In reality, I’m her worst nightmare.

They say the devil appears in many different forms. To the town of Sandland, his face was one of them. He was a rebel; a brawler, a bare-knuckle boxer that you’d cross the road to avoid if you saw him coming the other way. When he left our town, no one shed a tear, because Brandon Mathers was trouble and trouble followed him wherever he went. The night he disappeared, he left behind a lifetime of devastation for the rest of us to bear. He didn’t care. He enjoyed creating chaos and leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. But he was never going to stay hidden for long.