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Five years ago, I disappeared from the life I had and built this one. I spend my days and most of my nights on the line, helping my clients achieve their goals. They call me when they are in a jam or are getting ready to move on a target. I'm their information specialist. The woman in the chair. I'm their switchboard. Intelligence, electronic eyes, computer hacking—I do it all. My singular goal is to bring my clients home safely. Some clients are more special than others. We all play favorites. I know them, they've never seen me.

Die Pop-Prinzessin mit den leuchtend blauen Haaren, den vollen Lippen, den eindringlichen Augen und der Stimme einer Sirene … Musik scheint die einzige Sprache zu sein, die wir beide sprechen. Das ist nicht genug. Nicht für sie. Nicht für die anderen. Für niemanden. Ich bin nicht genug. Meine Brüder wollen sie, die Welt besitzt sie, und alle anderen wetteifern um ein Stück von ihr. Am Ende des Schuljahres ging sie weg und schenkte uns keinen weiteren Blick. Sie hat uns weggeworfen, wie sie ihren Vater weggeworfen hat.

Kaitlin Crosse übt eine außergewöhnliche Macht über mich aus. Sie drängt mich, fordert mich heraus und treibt mich an den Rand des Wahnsinns. Seitdem sich unsere Wege gekreuzt haben, bin ich absolut und unwiderruflich von ihr besessen.

Ich wurde in die besten Kreise Hollywoods hineingeboren und war schon in den Schlagzeilen und im Internet, bevor ich überhaupt laufen konnte. Es spielt keine Rolle, dass sich meine Eltern vor meinem zweiten Geburtstag scheiden ließen. Ich kann den Schatten–oder den Skandalen–meiner Filmstar-Mutter und meines Rockstar-Vaters nicht entkommen.

Emersyn Sharpe war nicht so, wie ich es erwartet hatte, und gleichzeitig alles, was ich mir je erträumt hatte. Sie war geblieben und hatte alles verändert. Sie hatte die Jungs in ihre Schranken gewiesen. Sie hatte Feuer und Mumm, eine Wildheit, die ich auch gerne hätte.

They say you can never go back… ‘Course, I never wanted to return. It took me years to age out. Once I made it, I took off and never turned around. Trust me, there were only three reasons I managed to survive there as long as I did and they abandoned me as soon as they were able. I’d like to say I didn’t blame them, but that would be a lie. I had zero desire to return. Yet here I was, on the road to Northland chasing a story cause my editor told me kids were disappearing… again.

Von dem Moment an, als ich erfuhr, dass sie an unsere Schule kommen würde, hatte ich das Gefühl, dass es in einer Katastrophe enden würde. Warum hatte sich Kaitlin Crosse von allen Schulen der Welt ausgerechnet für unsere entschieden? Ihre Anwesenheit verwirrte meine Brüder und führte zu Spannungen zwischen ihnen, aber ich merkte bald, dass meine anfänglichen Annahmen über sie völlig falsch gewesen waren.

Buttoned-up Corporal Kaitlyn Amador is dangerous on every level. As a human, she poses a threat to Marine Captain Jax Raymond's special Force Recon unit. Though the team has a reputation among the other recon units, only their commanding officer knows their secret. As a woman, the danger posed is entirely different. Jax can survive the temptation for only so long before his wolf takes over and pursues what it wants.

The pop princess with her bright blue hair, pouty lips, haunting eyes, and the voice of a siren. She’s always been too busy for us. Music seems to be the one language we both speak. It’s not enough. For her. For them. For anyone. I’m not enough.

My only connections were forged through the veil of a computer screen. I was their voice in the dark, their operator. I was their lifeline—until the day my past tore into my present, and they had to become mine. Captured, subjected to torture and relentless interrogation, I survived long enough for them to find me. I harbor no delusions; fleeing and disappearing again is not an option. The only way to win is to fight. But to fight, you also have to be willing to risk everything. I was okay with that when the only one at risk was me.

Emersyn Sharpe gehört nicht in unsere Welt. Eigentlich ist der letzte Ort, an dem sie sein sollte, bei uns. Aber jemand tut ihr weh. Wir haben es alle gesehen. Wir haben versucht, die Warnzeichen zu ignorieren. Wir haben versucht, den Menschen um sie herum zu vertrauen. Wir haben versucht, an ihre Welt zu glauben.

Emersyn Sharpe doesn’t belong in our world. In fact, the very last place she should be is with us. But someone is hurting her. We’ve all seen it. We tried to ignore the warning signs. We tried to trust the people around her. We tried to believe in her world. Too late. When she nearly died in front of us, we had to act. We took her. She doesn’t belong in our world, but I’ll be damned if someone lays a finger on her under my watch. I’ll kill them first.

My name is Emersyn Sharpe. Until a few months ago, I was the lead performer for a traveling show finishing up a contract. I had been beaten, but never broken. Then they took me. I didn’t belong in their world. Still, they took me and I didn’t know why. They promised to protect me and to keep me safe, but they had to know I’d run. They had to know.

Born into Hollywood royalty, I’ve been making the hot sheet and generating internet buzz since before I could even walk. Doesn’t matter that my parents divorced prior to my second birthday, I can’t escape the shadows—or scandals—of my movie star mother and my rock star father.

Emersyn Sharpe is more than just the girl we watched over. She’s very much the woman who fits us. The last thing we should have done was take her and the worst thing we did was keep her, but she needs us. I think more than one of us - myself included - needs her. The secret wasn’t ours to share, and the lie? I bought into the lie that keeping her was saving her. The lie that persuading her to trust us was needed. The lie that falling in love with her was as natural as breathing. It didn’t matter if I wasn’t alone in falling into this trap.

Mein Name ist Emersyn Sharpe. Bis vor einigen Monaten war ich die Hauptdarstellerin einer Wandershow, die ihren Vertrag noch zu Ende erfüllen musste. Ich war geschlagen worden, aber nie gebrochen. Dann nahmen sie mich mit. Ich gehöre nicht in ihre Welt. Trotzdem nahmen sie mich mit, aber ich wusste nicht, warum. Sie versprachen, mich zu beschützen und für meine Sicherheit zu sorgen, aber sie hätten wissen müssen, dass ich weglaufen würde.

I'm no stranger to survival. I've always acted a lot tougher than I am, but I'm a big believer in fake it until you make it. But even I couldn't imagine the relentless pursuit of my former kidnappers, and the only thing standing in their way is four calculating and dangerous men. Each time I think I've found some measure of relief, a new danger threatens to suffocate me. It's not just about who I can trust anymore. No, everyone has an agenda—even me. Why else would I find myself attracted to the men who are keeping me prisoner?

Kaitlin Crosse wields an extraordinary power over me. She pushes, dares, and drives me to the brink of madness. Ever since our paths intertwined, my obsession with her has been absolute and unyielding. Every aspect of her calls out to me, yet the very thing I yearn for the most might be forever beyond my grasp. She resists my attempts to possess and protect her. She refuses my claims, asserting her fiercely independent nature.

From the moment I learned she was coming to our school, I had a gut feeling it would end in disaster. Out of all the schools in the world, why did Kaitlin Crosse have to choose ours? Her presence confused my brothers and created tension between them, but I soon realized my initial assumptions about her were completely wrong.

Das Herz des Ganzen war ein Geheimnis und eine Lüge. Ein Geheimnis, das wir ihr nicht verrieten. Eine Lüge, die wir uns selbst erzählten. Emersyn Sharpe war mehr als nur das Mädchen, über das wir wachten. Emersyn war genau die Frau, die zu uns passte. Das Letzte, was wir hätten tun sollen, war, sie mitzunehmen, und das Schlimmste, was wir getan hatten, war, sie zu behalten, aber sie brauchte uns. Und ich war mir sicher, mehr als einer von uns, mich eingeschlossen, brauchte sie. Das Geheimnis war keines, das wir erzählen sollten … Und die Lüge?