Ashley Washington

It's hard enough being an undergraduate student, an intern at Downtown Manhattan's police station, and a bouncer at a local bar. Add her now ex-boyfriend who recently dumped her for the school's resident bimbo - oh, and she's a werewolf.

Romance can be a little complicated when you get sucked into a wormhole. Just ask high school English teacher June Flint. One little solar flare happens and suddenly you find yourself 85 years in the future. Eighty-five years from your dream job. Your ailing mother whose only companion in this world is you. Your favorite stuffed-crust pizza from DeLucia’s on Sunday nights. But when June’s cell phone inexplicably picks up a signal, she’s able to call back to the present—more specifically, four weeks before she accidentally time traveled.

Imagine a 1980s world of sumptuous hotel rooms, restaurants, New York City penthouses, and the powerful men who move easily between these pinnacles of luxury. They are music producers, rock stars, writers, and restaurateurs. They are household names like Billy Joel, Art Garfunkel, Eric Clapton, and Sting. And yet, each man has an entire aspect to his life that he doesn’t talk about publicly—his depression, his rocky marriage, his feelings of shame and failure, his private loss of faith. And now: The phone rings. Imagine the woman who has each of these men at her beck and call.

Bethany and Damon have finally come together and made their relationship known to their families. It's time for the wedding of their parents, and excitement is in the air. A four-day trip to Jamaica is exactly what everyone needs. Erica Hall, Kent's chief advertising officer, was invited to join the fun, and she has her eye on Matthew, Damon's timid younger brother. Come witness the start of their relationship and the igniting of a hot new romance.

Bethany had one more year of school left, and once again, poverty struck hard. The only option would be to encourage her mother to marry her new boyfriend Kent, a billionaire tycoon in the world of accounting. Mom is more than happy to move the wedding date up, and Bethany's soon-to-be-stepfather is willing to pay for her schooling - on one condition: she works for his firm as an intern throughout the next year. She agrees without hesitation, but little does she know that Kent's oldest son, Damon, is the CFO.

Once upon a time...there was a little girl who believed in fairy tales and happily ever afters. Hoping. Praying. Waiting...for her prince to come. Together they’d conquer the world. Slaying dragons, demons, and villains. Until her Prince Charming let his demons prevail. She cried and begged and prayed. She hated him. She loved him. She couldn’t save him. “I’m sorry.” “I love you.” Those were five words she despised more than anything. Her fairy tale had become her worst nightmare. She didn’t know how much more she could take. She didn’t know love could turn into hate.

Pretty, pretentious little liars. I’m surrounded by them everywhere I turn. But I’m learning not everything is as it seems. The ones who I thought were my enemies have become my greatest allies. And the ones who I severely underestimated turned out to be much eviler than I could’ve ever imagined. They say money can’t buy happiness. Well...I’m here to tell you, it can certainly broker a deal with a devil. And the funny thing about dealing with devils? They always come to collect. Too bad for them, I’m going to put up one helluva fight.

Hannah’s ex has some nerve. First he breaks up with her in a text, and now he thinks he can take soccer away from her? Think again. As the captain of their intramural team, her ex might be able to kick her off his team, but he can’t stop her from playing for their rivals. The fact that her new team captain is her ex’s arch nemesis? Even better. Playing for River’s team on the other side of town is the perfect payback. When her ex sees them together and gets the wrong idea…well, what’s the harm in playing along?

In a world filled with secrets, lies, and cruelty, only the strongest will survive. I’m living proof of that. But being left for dead has made me question everything I thought I knew. I want to believe I have allies in these ruthless games, but the more truths I unravel, the more twisted and tangled the web becomes. And the deeper I fall down the rabbit hole, the more determined I am to bring them down.

Liars. Every last one of them. The kings and queens of my new high school. The father and stepmother I never knew. Each has more wealth and privilege than I could've ever imagined. Each has a pile of wicked dirty secrets they'd do anything to protect. These people have grown accustomed to getting what they want, and what they want is to make my life a living hell. Too bad for them, you can't break someone who's already broken.