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What happens on tour doesn’t stay on tour. Not when she’s your best friend’s little sister. She’s the definition of forbidden—my best friend’s little sister. I’ve done my best to put distance between us. Ella is just too damn tempting. Good thing she’s going on tour with us. And following us around with her camera. And sleeping on our bus. No way is this gonna end well.

Why did Lauren Vaughn introduce her sister to the man she herself was crazy about? Now Lauren is watching the happy couple at their combined bachelor/bachelorette party - while Lauren sits all alone at the bar. Until she spots a hot stranger with the telltale black handkerchief in his pocket: the signal for "seeks no-strings affair with sexy submissive." Lauren can't take her eyes off him. So when he comes over, she kicks her inner good girl to the curb and follows Jamie Forman to his room, where he makes her scream with pleasure all night long.

I went to Vegas to get married, only she married someone else, so why shouldn’t I do the same? It’s the best way to stop public speculation about my jilted groom status. But even better, something about Shay has flipped a switch inside me—suddenly I can write music again. Only my new little wifey isn’t thrilled about our marriage. She says drunken mistake. I say best night ever. Of course I’m right, and I’ll use everything I’ve got to convince her.

A Holiday Mode novella Every girl deserves a fairytale. I just didn’t expect mine to happen at that summer festival and definitely not with a rock star. My life hasn’t turned out the way I’d hoped. My wonderful dad died and left everything to my wicked stepmother. Now I’m working endless shifts at his old diner and living above her garage. And when she makes me work instead of going to that summer festival, I think my dreams can’t get any further away. But then I meet a charming guy who is so into me. He whisks me away to the music festival, and I have the time of my life.

The holidays are usually lonely, but this December I have a fling with a rock star. My life has imploded. So it feels fitting to be living back at my parents’ home in South Lake Tahoe. Is a quarter-life crisis a thing? Which is how I meet pop/rock legend Cole Jackson—delivering groceries to his ridiculous Tahoe chalet. Somehow he finds my scattered insanity charming. And I’m so tempted. Besides, isn’t that what people having a quarter-life crisis do? Have ill-advised flings? So why not spend this December in the arms of a rock star? What could go wrong?