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He was my first, and I thought he’d be my last. Now, he’s asking for a second chance. Micah Hutton is charming, sweet, and confident. And his page in the shirtless fireman calendar for charity? Trust me, November has never been hotter. But like Grandma says: "It’s never the angels who look like sin".

Never date your (sexy-as-hell) next-door neighbor. File that under great advice - not taken. Especially if he’s hot. And witty. And successful. Did I mention hot? Never mind. The point’s the same. I moved to Wildrose Landing because my life was a structure-fire burning down around me. They say a phoenix rises from the ashes, new. I crossed my fingers and took a leap of faith, hoping that proved true.

Raised on fame and fortune, Liam McGuire is a spoiled man-child. His handsome face blinds the world, but I see through it to what he is inside. Ugly. When his tour bus rolls off the road, Liam's rushed to the hospital where I work. A jagged scar runs the length of his face, ruining his good looks and jeopardizing his career. As his nurse, I'm around him more than I'd like, but the more I get to know him, the more I realize the world wasn't blind to him. I was.

When my brother’s best friend asks me to marry him - right after we fell into bed together! - it’s not for love. And it’s certainly not because he has his eyes set on a happily ever after. Oh no. He wants me to be the future Mrs. Malone because he’s in a bind and “kind of needs a wife”. But I’ve been stupid-in-the-brain in love with the guy since I was 16. While he’s talking about a business proposal, I’m staring at a dream come true. Obviously, I should walk away from this crazy idea with my head held high, but when it comes to Jude, I’m weak. I always have been.

On the same day I lose my job, my house, and all hope for the future, I also lose my journal. And the worst part.... He found it. He read it. And...he commented. At the end of his message is an email address and a plea: Contact me. Please. I know better than to trust strangers with candy, but, after a tequila-fueled night, I create a new email address and do just that...and the man I discover is overflowing with kindness and humor and depth. Meanwhile, I meet Lucas Hutton - a Marine with scars covering his body, heart, and soul.

Jack Cooper’s a devoted single dad, just trying to make it through the morning without burning breakfast. His life is all about lists and rules and boundaries. (Raising three kids on his own, who can blame him?) Meanwhile, I’m a shameless free spirit looking for signs from the universe. And Jack? He's a sign. No doubt. The way his gaze skates across my face, gentle and questioning. The tired circles under his eyes and the hopeful smile quirking his lips. I can’t stop fantasizing about the guy and completely adore his kids. It's not like that should stop me from trying to help.

Raising my daughter on my own is hard enough, but when you add in a psycho ex-husband and not enough money to make ends meet, there are times when I want to put my head down and never pick it up again. Except my daughter deserves more than that. I deserve more than that. And then...I meet David Carmichael. A man with a quick smile, infectious laughter, and a protective streak so wide, even the Grand Canyon sighs in admiration.

Garrett Cooper is grumpy. Bossy. Rude. Sparks fly every time we’re in the same room—and not the good kind. While I’m trying to brighten the mood, he’s dismissing me with a roll of his eyes.

The first time Wyatt Hutton's pale blue eyes meet mine, they steal my breath - even if I only see them for a second before he refuses to look at me again. He's older than me, by way too much, and if he had his way, our paths never would have crossed in the first place. But our fate was written in the stars and while the truth of our families should keep us apart, life keeps bringing us together again.

In kindergarten, I fell in love with Maisie Brown. In seventh grade, she moved out of state. Now, she's back...but only for a week. When fate brings Maisie back to me, it's clear life has been good to her. My childhood best friend, that shy little girl who never had enough to eat, she grew into a gorgeous woman wearing confidence like a designer dress. And the connection between us? It grew, too...into chemistry so explosive the world might catch fire.

The first time I meet Joe Channing, he’s dressed head-to-toe in black, lurking around my grandmother's house. Up to no good? All signs point to yes. Dangerous? Obviously. Just look at him. Sexy as hell? With those blue eyes and that wicked smile - I mean, he isn’t not good-looking.... The second time I see him, he’s trying to kill my grandmother - at least it looks that way at first. Maybe I misjudged the situation? But that doesn’t mean I misjudged him.

Collin West isn't just hot. And he's not just "the next big thing," either. He's the biggest thing to happen to music since...music. He's got heart. And soul. And the most adorable ginger hair that's somehow always a little mussed. Add in his bangin' body and bedroom eyes and it's easy to see why the whole world loves him. And he wants me. Harlow Hutton. Not-so-secret lover of all things Collin West. He falls into my life like a fairy tale, whisking me away on a champagne and glitter adventure around the world. It's a dream come true. But every princess has a villain.

Moving in with Eli Hutton was supposed to keep my heart safe. After both our relationships crashed and burned, cohabitation seemed like a no-brainer. A reset from chaos back to stability. A chance to protect one another from Cupid and his stupid little arrows. Sure, he's adorable...Hilarious...Gorgeous...And so charming he makes me feel like the brightest star in the sky...Alright, fine. The man is a sinfully sexy angel sent to tempt me each and every day. (Don't judge. No one can resist him. You'll see.)

Ich traue meinen Augen nicht. Da singt Collin West, der Superstar mit Millionen Fans, als Elvis verkleidet auf der Hochzeit meines Bruders. Und als der Abend zu Ende geht, will er nur eines: mich. Harlow Hutton. Träumerin, Denkerin und der größte Collin West Fan auf der Welt. Es ist ein wahr gewordener Traum. Wie ein Märchenprinz entführt er mich in eine fremde Welt aus Champagner und Abenteuer rund um die Welt. Aber jedes Märchen geht einmal zu Ende und Collins Dämonen der Vergangenheit könnten meinen Traum zum Albtraum werden lassen.

Mit Eli Hutton zusammenzuziehen war die perfekte Lösung. Nachdem unsere beider Beziehungen in die Brüche gegangen waren, wollten wir vor allem eines: Ruhe in unseren Liebesleben. Sicher, Eli ist hinreißend, lustig und so charmant, dass ich mich wie die schönste Frau der Welt fühle. Aber davon abgesehen ist Eli wie ein Bruder für mich. Schließlich wir kennen uns schon ewig. Und für ihn bin ich nur das Mädchen von nebenan. Andererseits will das Herz, was das Herz will. Und meines will ihn.

Im Kindergarten verliebte ich mich in Maisie Brown und mit sechs Jahren machte ich ihr einen Heiratsantrag. Doch in der siebten Klasse zog sie in einen anderen Bundesstaat und ich habe sie nie wiedergesehen. Bis heute. Denn Maisie ist zurück. Für genau eine Woche. Aus dem schüchternen kleinen Mädchen ist eine hinreißende, erfolgreiche Frau geworden. Und aus unserer Kinderfreundschaft wird nun eine Explosion der Leidenschaft. Aber meine Familie, mein Geschäft, meine Geschichte - alles ist fest in Key West verwurzelt und ihr neues glamouröses Leben spielt in Los Angeles.

Wyatt Huttons blaue Augen rauben mir den Atem - sie schauen direkt in mein Herz. Aber es darf nicht sein, denn uns trennt nicht nur der Altersunterschied. Uns trennt auch die Vergangenheit. Sein Vater war ein Trinker und Betrüger. Und meine Mutter? Dessen Geliebte. Doch das Leben scheint andere Pläne mit uns zu haben, denn er ist der Einzige, an den ich mich wenden kann, als ich nicht mehr weiter weiß. Wir kämpfen gegen unsere Gefühle.

Ich habe mein Tagebuch verloren. Als ich es wiederfinde, hatte es schon jemand gelesen, kommentiert und mir seine Emailadresse hinterlassen. Als würde ich den Menschen kontaktieren wollen, der meine innersten Gedanken und Gefühle gelesen hat! Nach ein paar Gläsern Tequila mache ich jedoch genau das. Und seine Antwortmails sind humorvoll, freundlich und tiefgründig. Ich kenne noch nicht einmal seinen Namen und doch geht er mir nicht mehr aus dem Kopf.