Loch Powers was the hottest guy I’d ever seen in my entire life. And I hated him with every fiber of my being. I'd practically known him since birth. Heck, we’d literally shared a crib as babies at his mom’s daycare. Then I’d crushed on him hard when we hit middle school but he wouldn’t give geeky, glasses-wearing me the time of day. When his mom made him take me to the sixth grade dance, he’d humiliated me and I vowed to never talk to him again. The next year when my family moved away, I told myself that if I never saw him again it’d be too soon. Now I’m back and attending the same college, but I’m no longer the skinny, ugly girl who was so infatuated with him. And I’m so over him it’s not even funny. But now that I’m no longer the ugly duckling, he’s set his sights on me, and I’m just not sure what to do with that. **
Laney Kyle is fed up with players. Heath Noble wants to make the Kyle family pay. Each is nothing the other wants. When the line between suspicion and attraction becomes blurred things get messy. And love, as usual, will just make everything messier. Welcome to the High Rise where tenants get a new lease on love...
Drake Powers had to be the most infuriating piece of work I’d met in my entire life. Never mind his gorgeous face, body, and tattoos. That was beside the point. The things that came out of the cocky bastard’s mouth—directed toward me, of course—had my own mouth falling open in shock. I knew it was probably in my best interest to stay away from the bad boy. But when was I ever one to listen?
Zeke Powers should’ve come with a warning label. He was hot, He was sexy. He was a bad boy through and through. And he was someone I totally didn’t need walking into my life, screwing up the plans I’d made and turning my world upside down. My no-frills life was necessary to get where I was going. But Zeke was determined to prove to me that what I desired most—him—was just what I needed.
Does wanting to slap the hell out of Brody Kelly make me a bad person? How about setting his hair on fire? No, I'm not a psycho. Yes, I AM angry. See, a year ago, my sweet and sexy firefighter boyfriend and I broke up over something extremely ridiculous. We'd been together since we were sophomores in high school, but that was the end of that. Almost twelve years of that, mind you. The looks he gives me tell me he still wants me. Our latest encounter has me thinking he's trying to win me back. But I'm not willing to give in so easily. I don't know why he used our argument as an excuse to break up, but I'm going to find out. I've lived in Serenity Point all my life and have connections and I’m not afraid to use them to get to the bottom of things. What I am afraid of is finding something I won’t be able to handle. He used to call me his Always and Forever. But the secrets he’s keeping might tear us apart for good.