One stolen moment. That's all it took to change everything. The sweet girl next door, Shay Steele, knows better than to set eyes on Three Rivers’ bad boy, Luke Rogers. With three alpha brothers determined to keep her from ever dating, it’s not like she would even have a chance with their best friend and local football hero. But when Luke starts paying attention to her, she thinks she may finally have her dreams come true. Luke knows Shay is off limits, but he just can’t seem to stay away from the feisty brunette. Besides, a little secret—and a lot of kissing—never hurt anyone. Right? Lies and secrets, however, never seem to stay hidden for long. When their newfound romance is discovered, not everyone is happy to hear about it and worse yet, they’re not afraid to pull the trigger.

Not all true love has that fairytale magic. Happily ever after can be bittersweet. Brax: I swear I was staring at a ghost. Raya Stratton died five years ago. But one shared look was all it took to open a vault of secrets. With lies and greed unraveling together, we learn that a single mistake could cost both of us more than we are willing to lose. Raya: The only way to escape my power thirsty father was to leave the only man I ever loved. We were supposed to have our fairytale ending. Instead, I tore that chapter out, burning it, along with the rest of my future, in order to protect the secret that would show itself in a few months.

What happens when the legend you love, becomes the man you hate? Camilla: Do I love Rhett Steele? Absolutely not. Do I like Rhett Steele? Not even close. Do I hate Rhett Steele? Yes. This is the man who destroyed my world, shattering my dreams the very first time I met him. It’s like he purposely pushes buttons I don’t even realize exist. I wouldn’t live with him if he were the last man on earth. Then how did he end up being my newest most hated roommate? Rhett: My singing career is tanking, my fans are turning against me, and I’m told I need to clean up my image. I should have done it with America’s sweetheart on my arm. But what’s the fun in that? Instead, I turn to the woman who hates me more than anyone. I’ve already hit rock bottom, I can only go up from here, or so I thought.