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More than two decades ago, she was mine. Then I lost her heart, but not her friendship. Now Tessa's husband, one of the greatest men I ever knew, is gone, having sacrificed his life for their daughter. And my wife is a cheating whore, but I won't let her run off into the sunset with her senator just yet. She still has a few more months to be a mother to our son before he graduates. But Tessa . . . I know her. She wants to show her grown children that she's okay—hell, she always pretended to be alright when she wasn't—that even after a devastating loss, life can go on.

Living by my father's rules has never been easy. Who does he think he is anyway? Jase Steel has broken every rule he tries to make me live by. The last one though, that last D, ruined my virgin skin, my relationship with my father, and changed my whole life. No Decorating. I should have listened to him...but I didn't.

Coming home from Italy should’ve been a reset, but my brothers went soft. They broke The Bro Code. Not the frat-boy kind. I’m talking Forever Steel rules: No attachments. No falling. No excuses. They needed to be reminded that kitties were to be pet, not possessed. Me? I’ve still got my priorities straight. Sex, ink, and zero strings. At least I did—until she walked into my tattoo shop with a southern drawl, soft curves, and a smile sweet enough to make a sinner beg. And this kittie, she has claws.

The Blue Valley series is not your typical love story. It is a journey through one's past...maybe even a story resembling someone close to you. It's our story. Tessa Ross has finally decided to give herself a break. A break from her forced smiles. A break from the people she loves. A break to help her heart heal. A break to mend and regain the strength that she once had. A break to find herself again. A break to focus on the next step in her life journey.

Keeka: Alone in the world after her mother's death, she tries to find the life she dreamed of as a child. Trucker: Alone in the world, the family he felt part of begins to fall apart as his dreams of being an NFL quarterback become his reality. What happens when everything you had is gone, everything you wished for seems to be in arm's reach, and your world begins to spin in circles? You fall.

When Pope left our hometown my life changed. When he came back and saw his nemesis's ring on my finger, I knew he would be angry, but people change, right? When he found out I had a little girl he demanded I call things off with Kal. He says he refuses to let a man like him raise his child. I told him she wasn't his, but he still won't back down.

He can sing, dance, and owns whatever stage he's "performing" on. His looks make him a triple threat. And he's gone viral. He is the Country Music Artist of the Year. Which means that face, those eyes, that hair, that body, and his voice are every-freaking-where. He's America's newest country sensation, and he can do no wrong. Except, he did. He totally did. And he did it to me.

I was raised knowing the difference between lust and love. I was warned to never fall for someone who simply set my body ablaze. As the daughter of a southern preacher, I held on to my virtue...sort of. A man always knew his place with me, but only one would someday hold my heart.

Once upon a time...I dreamed of growing up and being just like her. I dreamed of having an adoring husband, two kids, and a beautiful home where my family would come together and enjoy all of our happy ever afters. But fate had other plans. My road wasn't easy, it was heartbreaking, and she was there, in the distance, silently supporting me. When all the angst, all the pain, worked its way out, she was there too, but not how she'd always promised, she was there from an unbridgeable distance.

Five years ago, Nalani pushed me to take an offer from Lincoln University for a full ride, giving me a better shot at playing professional hockey. She promised to make the move with me then bailed at the last minute, breaking her promise and my heart. Now she’s in my city, in my space, vying for a job in the Bears' organization, and trying to get my attention. But all I'm giving her is my back. The old saying, "Screw me once, shame on you. Screw me twice, shame on me," rings in my head, but not as loudly as the memory of how hot we were together.

Jagger Caldwell is no one's hero. With a reputation for busting heads and breaking hearts on the underground MMA circuit, he lives for easy cash and easier women. But when he stumbles upon an all-too-familiar scene, painful memories awaken Jagger's sensitive side and compel him to act. As a kid, he stood by helplessly as his old man beat his mom. Now, Jagger won't let 17-year-old Tatiana Rand suffer the same fate. Nothing matters except saving her.

Uncovering a human trafficking ring, Brody unknowingly brought danger to the doorstep of the only woman he ever truly loved, and their family, who he desperately wants to protect. After being rescued from captivity and working hard to remember the family he was forced to leave behind, drugged to forget, Brody holds the power and proof to bring down all the powerful people behind the heinous crimes against humanity. Now he lies on a cot, in an eight-by-ten jail cell, thinking about his next move while being consumed with worry about their safety.

One brilliant smile, and my heart beat for what felt like the very first time. One night as he held my sister and sang to her, it broke. Years later, his smile is different, and I curse my heart when it beats in an all too familiar way, a way it's only ever beat for him . . . again. He was once hers, could he ever truly be mine?

Garrett Falcon's past, present, and future are fragmented pieces of the life he once dreamed of. Raised by a dealer and addict, Juliana Torres was born into a life she desperately dreamed to one day escape. Two people who have lost hope. Two people who have been dealt blow after blow in their lives. What happens when these two are forced together after years of lies that connected them but also kept them apart? Their hearts get...destroyed.

Fresh out of college, I stumbled into the opportunity of a lifetime. My favorite professor had a friend who was looking to retire and sell his animal clinic. With a lot of help and a giant push from my sister and her husband, I made an offer. I'm happy with the occasional girls' night in and catching a glimpse of the hot neighbor, who I undeniably fantasize about—often.

Returning from Texas after summer break, which I spent working and training, I expected a temperature change. Hell, I welcomed the chill, but I didn't expect to be completely frozen out by the only chick at Lincoln University who I thought about almost as much as I do hockey. When I saw Riley Park for the first time, the universe shifted. Which sounds completely lame, but I take issues with liars; therefore, I refuse to be one. I, Theo Rivera, was enchanted by her. Was? Yeah. Because now… now I'm just pissed.

I hurt thinking of what may have happened to you. I hurt knowing that wherever you are, you're unable to get back to us. I hurt knowing that I've failed in finding you. I hurt knowing I'm either crazy believing that you're out there somewhere, and I hurt thinking you aren't. Our little Lexington is six months old and cutting her first tooth. She's healthy and happy, and every day, she looks more and more like you.

When offered the keys to the kingdom, I all but pissed on the throne. I didn't need the figurative crown to become the king, and I sure as hell didn't want anything more to do with the little queen. When the power started to shift and lives were being torn apart, justice needed to be served. Who better to serve it up...than me?

Once believing that love can conquer all, Mandee Carlin's life was then turned upside down and inside out. Her beauty queen good looks and sweet smile always caught the eye of the wrong kind of man. However, as a survivor, she still holds on to hope that one day she will come face to face with the man whose whispered words will give her strength to still believe. What happens when the hopeless find hope...at the wrong time?

They call him Tricks. To me, he was the first man I ever felt I could trust. He annihilated all the stereotypes about men rooted in me, even when he so easily fit the mold. He wasn't my type, not at all. I hated men. In my last life, anyway.