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I put my foster father behind bars. It doesn't matter that he deserved it. What matters is that he's powerful, manipulative, and now, he wants me dead. I can feel someone watching me. I know my time is running out. The only other person who cares if I live or die is a masked stranger. So I'm putting my life in the vigilante's hands - and maybe a piece of my heart along with it. Even though I'm worried that he's just as dangerous as the man I sent to prison.

To most people, suburbia is synonymous with good school districts, manicured lawns, and friendly neighbors. But you can never really tell what's hiding behind those white picket fences and smiling faces. I mean, we all have secrets. The kid down the street steals lawn gnomes. The woman on the corner is having an affair. And me? I'm a murderer. At least...that's what everyone thinks. Because that's the other thing about the suburbs. Rumors spread like wildfire. Handsome detectives start poking around. Houses explode. You know...the usual.

I have sinful thoughts about one of my students. Every night. I picture her in my bed. In my shower. Underneath me. Right up against the chalkboard. I'm especially fond of that one. In my defense, I know her thoughts are as sinful as mine. She's begging me with her beautiful blue eyes. She's daring me to cross the line. No, I'm not a good man. And I'm done pretending to be. I know exactly what I'm going to do to her as soon as she walks into my office hours.

It's hard to be consumed by revenge when my heart feels like it's breaking in two. A part of me is still in love with Miles. I think I always will be. He embodies everything I thought my life could be. Every hope and dream and wish. But I'm not the girl he remembers. And I'd be lying if I said I haven't started to fall for the New York City vigilante. He's the only other person who knows what it's like to live behind a mask. There's a darkness in him that mirrors my own. He embraces my broken soul.

I’m pregnant. With my professor’s baby. I know it all sounds very scandalous. But I swear we’re both quite happy about this unexpected situation. Everything is about to change once we have a baby though. So I’m going to take advantage of these last several months before I’m so big that I can’t see my feet. I thought seducing my professor was hot. But just wait until he sees what I have planned for these next few months. It’s going to be scorching.

The easiest way to get over someone is to never see them again, right? So when my ex stomps on my heart and throws it into the ocean...I decide to spend my summer on the opposite side of the country. And this summer is all about me: mending my broken heart (screw all men), figuring out what I want to do with my life (a life that thankfully does not include my ex), and trying to better myself (does eating ice cream count?). But all of my perfect planning comes to a halt when the sexiest lifeguard in existence asks me out. I have to say no.

The rumors you've heard about the summer games are true. I mean...what do you expect when you put a bunch of sex-starved athletes in the best shape of their lives together in one small village? But it doesn't matter to me. I'm focused on winning gold. Who cares if the hottest guy at the summer games seems intent on winning me over? Because I'm focused on...wait, what was I focusing on again?

I never meant to break the Untouchables. And I’ll do whatever it takes to piece them back together. Even it means embracing what I most feared. I’m going to become one of the elite. I’m going to live like an Untouchable. And not even Isabella will be able to break me. Ever. Again. But while I’m focused on outsmarting Isabella and fixing my mistakes, I forget that the stakes are so much bigger than who’s the most popular at Empire High. I’m playing with life and death. I should have seen it coming. After all...he’d betrayed me before.

I'm an addict. It's hard for me to know the difference between addiction and love. But when I'm with Penny, I don't need any other vices. I feel like I can breathe for the first time in years. I feel… whole. I know I've messed up so much in my life. But it's time to move forward. It's time to make amends. Because no one deserves to be punished forever. Even a monster like me deserves to be loved.

I intended to keep my promises to you. I swear. I loved you, Matthew Caldwell—with my whole heart. I think a piece of me will always love you. But it all came crashing down when I realized you didn’t keep your promises to me. I refuse to take any of my days for granted. I learned that the hard way. So I’m sorry. But I can’t keep my promises to someone who didn’t keep theirs. XOXO, Brooklyn Sanders

He's still in love with his ex, and I refuse to be a consolation prize. So why did I just agree to a spur-of-the-moment road trip with him? I just have to keep reminding myself that I'm doing this for me. It has nothing to do with the gorgeous man staring at me like I'm a crazy person.

I fell in love with Penny as soon as she fell into my arms. I wasn’t a believer in fate, but she convinced me. And every day she convinced me just how special our relationship was. It was us against the world. And I foolishly thought our love was indestructible. Now I know that love isn’t about light and darkness or whirlwinds of color. Love can’t be defined in such simple terms. When you lose it, all of that becomes clear. I don’t know how much longer I can breathe in a world where I look into my wife’s eyes and only see a stranger. I’d do anything to get her back.

This audiobook box set collects the first three books in the new-adult romance series Empire High: Empire High Untouchables, Empire High Elite, and Empire High Betrayal. At a high-school where the wealthy, beautiful kids are on top, a new student comes in and shakes everything up.

I've always regretted not being confident enough to talk to my college crush. When he shows up during my friend's bachelorette party, I refuse to let my second chance slip through my fingers.

Two and a half years later, Penny and James are living happily in New York City. Their love is stronger than ever. Penny is graduating from NYCU, James is growing his new business, and the two are getting married at the end of the month. But graduation, starting an internship, and planning a wedding is a lot for Penny to tackle. Especially when mysteries from James' past are clawing at the surface and his scheming ex and unsupportive parents threaten to destroy the happy couple.

I will never take a single day for granted again. Despite everything, I’m still here. I’m still breathing. And I’m not going anywhere. Even though 16 years have passed, my heart still belongs to Matthew Caldwell. And I think it’s about time we start our forever.

The Untouchables. That's what everyone calls them. At least, it's my best friend's nickname for them. And since she's the only one that talks to me at my new school, I'll take her word for it. The nickname probably comes from the fact that they're exorbitantly wealthy. Old wealth. The kind that isn't flaunted around. But you can tell by the way they carry themselves. Or maybe the name just refers to the fact that they're so beautiful it's almost hard to look at them.

I was locked in a cage for sixteen years. But I lived in it willingly. And I didn’t come back to this city for a boy who forgot about me when I was kidnapped. Matthew Caldwell broke his promises to me. And I broke every single promise I made him. But he helped heal my heart once before. And I think maybe he’s the only one who can help me now.

When I was little, I dreamed my life would be a fairy tale. But it just so happens that I don't need a knight in shining armor to save me anymore. I'm made of freaking steel. It's time for answers. Time for vengeance. And time to finally unmask the notorious V. There's no going back now.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Mistletoe and holly and lights all aglow. It's my favorite time of year. Until my husband had to go and ruin it. Christmas is officially canceled at my house now that I've kidnapped my husband and locked him in the basement. And not even Santa can get me out of this mess. I know what you're thinking. That I'm crazy. But I swear I'm not. I'm going to let him free eventually. Or maybe with a little Christmas magic he'll fall in love with me again.