Josie: Forbidden love… I guess that’s what you’d call what we have. But to me, it’s just us. This is the story of how I fell in love with a man unlike any other. About how he loved me so deeply and completely, even when I tried to fight it, his love continued to shine through. Because when Travis Gellar decides to let love in, it’s the most beautiful thing. He loves without condition. Travis: She’s the only one in my life to show me what it was like to be loved and cared for. I knew long before she did that we were meant to be together, that we’d be amazing. I just had to tear down her walls first to make her see. Once those walls fell and she saw what we could be, she saw all the beauty that I’d seen all along. Josie isn’t just physically beautiful, but she’s beautiful inside and out. I’ve made it my mission to make sure she knows exactly how beautiful she really is. But more than that, I want to love her. Always. She’s a part of me and I’m a part of her, even when fate tries to intervene.

Ollie I’ve had a lot of labels through the years: class clown, jock, the life of the party. Now, I’m a doctor, one who is filled with compassion for my patients. But what if they knew the truth? That I’m envious of their strength and survival. I guard my heart so it doesn’t get hurt, yet I’m the first one others come to for help. And I paste on a smile to mask my pain. I sleep around, I don’t let anyone in, and I tell no one of my past. Until her. How did a one-night stand change everything? Bexley I’ve been a lot of things throughout my life: homeless, my mother’s drug runner, the white trash girl no one befriended. I hate the pity, guilt, and shame I grew up with, so I keep everyone at arm’s length to protect myself. I learned long ago that I couldn’t count on anyone. The only one looking out for me is me. I don’t do relationships or friendships or even people, really. Yet, that’s my job. Until him. Why did it have to be him?

Tatum Walls. I have built them high to protect myself. I had to. I got tired of being hurt and having my heart shattered. Brick by brick, I toughened myself, hardened on the outside. I don’t show affection, I don’t smile or laugh easily, but I can still hurt. My family are the only people I let in and truly see me. But I left them to chase my dreams. I’m not here to make friends; I simply want to do the job I was hired to do. To model. But now, the new racer for Royal King doesn’t seem to take a hint. Why won’t he just leave me alone? And more than that, why do I seem to become so undone every time he’s around? Walls. He’s breaking them down one by one. And I’m letting him. It feels good to give him my coveted smiles. Just please, don’t hurt my heart… Benton My passion. I left my life in England to follow my racing motorcycles. I’m keeping my focus and my eye on the prize. Not just because I want it, can taste it even, but because my dad owns the company. It’s his name and reputation on the line as much as mine, and I can’t let either of us down. “Be smart. Be wise. Then, be fast.” The moment I see the fire in her eyes, I know I want to catch fire with her. I’ll earn every smile I can get from her. She’s my good luck charm now. She’s who I want to see when I cross the finish line. It doesn’t feel right when she’s not there, but she keeps pushing me away. I’m here to do a job. I can’t afford to lose sight of that. I can’t let her interfere with my passion and my dreams. I can’t focus on the fact that she isn’t here. I need to win this. I need to win it all. Including her…

Penny I knew he was trouble from the moment he moved next door, but all I needed was him. He looked out for me, protected me, and became my best friend. I just wish he saw me as more. Sometimes it feels like he does. Especially in those moments when he curls up behind me in bed, pulls me close, and says those two words I long to hear.Truth is, that’s when I feel like I’m truly home… Will he ever feel that too? Jesse I think I knew I loved her since she gave me that first cup of awful lemonade. Before I gave her apologies in paper airplanes. Before I snuck in her window at night. Before I was ready to cross that fine line. Then we blurred that line and she was all I wanted. But I think it’s too late. I waited too long to tell her how I feel. Truth is, I’ll never truly be home unless I’m with her… Am I too late?

I knew I was falling in love with the woman of my dreams when I was sixteen. I waited almost three years before telling her how I felt and then spent almost another year convincing her to give us a chance. She didn’t. And we lost two more years that we should have had together. Then circumstances changed and I knocked on her door, falling to my knees and begging her to be mine. She was. And we began some of the hardest yet most beautiful years of my life. When you love someone with your whole heart and your soul longs for theirs; when is it time to let go? Do you hold tight to each memory, thirsting for it to become reality again? Or do you keep them locked up tight so no one can snatch them away? I don’t know… It feels like there’s a hole in my heart and what’s left is tarnished and used up. Is it? Am I? What happens now? Especially when things begin to change around me.