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As my best friend's baby sister, an actual angel sent from above, Haley Thompson is forbidden fruit, and I should stay away from her. Because everything I touch turns to crap. But like all things I'm not supposed to do, chasing her is another temptation I'm not strong enough to avoid. When I spiral down, hitting my lowest point, I know I can't take her with me. Innocent, sweet souls like her, they don't belong at the bottom. The trouble is, she refuses to let go of me. Even if it will ruin her. Even if I will ruin her.

When Peter Pan discovers his forbidden magic, he’s faced with an ultimatum. Stay in London, or escape to a whole new world. A place where a fairy named Tinker Bell is his most loyal companion, pirates rule the seas, mermaids are friends with the fae, and lost boys live out their childish dreams.

I can look, but I can’t touch. As the enforcer of The Lost Boys MC, I am used to getting my hands dirty. I’ve always kept my emotions in check. It helps given the position I am in. When I was tasked with watching over our President’s sister, I was ready for it. What I wasn’t ready for, is how that beauty would pull at my heart. I’ve known Ella for years.

In a world where I had no say, violence became my refuge. Nothing else mattered, not even my own life, until her: Skyler Bell. It all started the first time I heard that voice, giving me hope for tomorrow. My first love was everything all at once - consuming, maddening, forever, mine. Except I never imagined there were secrets that needed to be shared, lies that needed to be confessed, truths that needed to be told, demons that needed to be buried. Once I realized that the depth, the longing, and the sadness and sorrow in her eyes mirrored my own, it was too late.

I thought Peter Pan was a myth and Neverland a fairy tale. A story spun by my mother who had lost her mind a long time ago. But there was no denying the overwhelming shadow cast by Peter Pan when he was standing in my house.

The stories were all wrong—Hook was never the villain. For two centuries, all of the Darling women have disappeared on their 18th birthday. Sometimes they’re gone for only a day, some a week or a month. But they always return broken. Now, on the afternoon of my 18th birthday, my mother is running around the house making sure all the windows are barred and the doors locked. But it’s pointless. Because when night falls, he comes for me. And this time, the Never King and the Lost Boys aren’t willing to let me go.

I spent most of my life feeling dead inside—until I met Peter Pan and the Lost Boys. It wasn't until Pan and Neverland that I finally felt alive. But things are not all full of magic and sunlight on the island. There's something darker and more sinister haunting the forest. And worse, the fae queen and Captain Hook are ready to fight for control of Neverland and they will stop at nothing to get what they want. War is brewing—can the Never King get his shadow back and assume his rightful throne? Or will all of Neverland be in jeopardy along with my dark, twisted heart?

The Dark One has finally accepted me...just in time for everything to change. Because Vane’s brother, the Crocodile, has just arrived on Neverland soil, and he’s not alone. He’s brought with him members of the royal Darkland family, and they want Vane’s Death Shadow back at any cost. Of course, Peter Pan, Vane, Kas, and Bash, they’re all familiar with war. But war isn’t easy when love is on the line.

Peter and I were drawn to each other from the very beginning—even when I was just a kid, sneaking out to see him at the rundown orphanage for boys. I thought we'd be forever. We weren't. So, I left our small town with nothing but a map for my future and a shattered heart, and I didn't look back. Until now. See, I'm organizing the fundraiser of the year, and I need Peter, master mechanic, to help me rebuild a classic car for an auction that'll help hundreds of foster kids. I was sure I was prepared to see him again. I could ignore his magnetic pull this time around. I was wrong.

I can look, but I can’t touch. As the enforcer of The Lost Boys MC, I am used to getting my hands dirty. I’ve always kept my emotions in check. It helps given the position I am in. When I was tasked with watching over our president’s sister, I was ready for it. What I wasn’t ready for, is how that beauty would pull at my heart. I’ve known Ella for years. After a horrible breakup with her ex, all I wanted to do was protect her. But now, all I want is to bend her over and make her mine.

Fate has never been kind to Gwendolyn Mary Darling Carlisle. For a brief moment, she was given a taste of the fairytale… and it was divine—until darkness descended upon Neverland. Now, the island is ripe for the taking. An evil usurper, cloaked in black wings, seeks the realm for himself. He is ripping the Lost Boys apart from within. Debts are coming due, and a dark stain is seeping into Gwen's soul.

Hot for teacher? No. Hot for teacher's widower? Maybe a little more than I should be.

Holden Parish survived his parents' horrific attempts to make him the perfect son. After a year's stint in a Swiss sanitarium to recover, he has vowed to never let anything, nor anyone, trap him again. Brilliant but broken, he seeks refuge behind alcohol, meaningless sex, and uses his wicked sense of humor to keep people away. He only has to ride out one year in the coastal town of Santa Cruz with his aunt and uncle before he inherits his billions and can make his escape and disappear. Falling in love is not in the plans.

I made a huge mistake. No, not breaking into Panchard Enterprises, I did that on purpose. It was the getting caught part that changed everything. Instead of prison, Peter Panchard offers me a deal; steal something for him and he'll help me find my little sister. Now I'm at Neverly Prep wearing a uniform and trying to get close to Lucas Hook, the guy whose safe I need to crack. Did I mention the car and mansion and black card that goes along with this deal? Or the three boys so damned good-looking it should be illegal?

My whole life, I’ve been groomed as American royalty, raised to be the perfect daughter of the wealthy elite. On my 16th birthday, my father bought me an Aston Martin. And on my 17th birthday, the Feds took everything away. With my father in prison for fraud and nothing left to our name, my mom and I are forced to move to a tiny house across town, and I transfer to Slateview Public. The only problem is, nearly everyone at my new school has reason to despise my family name. They want to see a princess brought low, and they’ll do whatever it takes to make me fall.

I'm a gay preacher with more tattoos than sense and more notches on my bedpost than years in the ministry. You've heard of those romances where the priest is seduced by the worldly outsider? Yeah, this isn't that. I'm also not totally settled on the existence of God. Call me a skeptic, but when you work with abandoned and abused teenagers, you tend to have a few questions for anyone calling themselves divine.

I've loved Hendrix Cavanaugh since his high school mascot days, and seeing him grind himself down like this has been driving me up a wall. Now that he's collapsed on stage, I can't watch from the sidelines for a second longer. I know I'm not his type—I'm a network security specialist who wears expensive suits and alphabetizes his spice drawer. In contrast, Hendrix wears all black, including his eyeliner and nail polish, and I doubt he's so much as alphabetized his contacts list.

I always get what I want. Until now. The club has been infiltrated. There’s a cop who knows too much. And it’s my job as president to clean up this sh-t. I can’t afford any distractions. But when Hayley slams into my bike, she’s all I think about. Her thick curves make me want to take her for a ride. She quickly becomes the stress relief that I need. However, the closer we get, the more questions about the club she has.

Five years after his band Ares shot to success, Ben Easton is struggling. He’s holed up in a mansion in Los Angeles while he fights depression and a dark drug addiction that threatens to destroy everything. In a final attempt to save Ben’s life, his best friend Tone does something desperate — he calls Ben’s ex-boyfriend Stan and begs him to help. Stan Novikov is living in New York and thriving in his career as a fashion journalist. He hasn’t been back to London since he and Ben broke up, but that seems like the right place to go.

Damian Tate. One look into his sad green eyes and I was hooked. I wanted to be the one to make him laugh, to make him smile. I hadn't expected him to be the one to make me blush, to make me hot...to make me fall in love. He was my first kiss, my first love, my first everything. I wanted forever with him, but life got in the way.