Prom is approaching, and Jeremy has his eye on Amanda. Well, every guy has his eye on Amanda, and a few of the girls too. She’s the hottest girl in school, so Jeremy doesn’t actually think he has a shot.

“Is this your makeup in the bathroom?” My heart stops. I deny it. But she knows it’s mine. I've asked her out so many times, but each time she's told me no. Until now. After our dinner, I press my luck. Maybe just one drink back at my apartment? It's my only shot. And now it’s over because I didn’t hide my makeup. She’s going to storm out, and I’ll never see her again. But she doesn’t leave. She goes to my bedroom. When she comes out, she’s holding a dress. My dress. “I want you to wear this for me.” My mouth is dry, and my whole body is trembling. I can’t do this. I...

"You're mine, girl. And I'll do whatever I want with you. Do you understand?" I’ve loved him since I first saw him, but I thought he could never love someone like me. That all changed when he invited me to the club, and I saw the kind of girl he’s attracted to. Now I’m sitting in my car wearing a dress and makeup. My entire body shakes as he comes closer. And when he sees me, we both freeze. We’re each about to experience a side of the other that we’ve never seen. Years of friendship haven’t prepared us for this. Is either of us ready for what comes next?

Dani thought she could trust him. She thought their love could survive anything. Then she told him her secret, and it blew everything apart. 15 months later, she’s finally put herself back together. She's living the life she was meant to have. And Jeremy is nothing more than a painful lesson. Just life’s way of teaching her she can never trust anyone, no matter how much her heart insists. But why does one touch from his hand make a thousand stars explode inside her? Why does all her careful control crumble the instant she needs it most? For 15 months, Jeremy has lived with the ...

The other teachers joke that there's something magical about this classroom. That it helps you find your soulmate. Well, unless it can transform me into a woman, it won't work for me. It's my first day at my new school. My first day teaching students this young. But after years of teaching high school—and after what happened with my ex—I need a fresh start, even if it is something completely different. In fact, it's better if it is completely different. I'm not even an hour into the day when he walks to my classroom. His voice makes my heart race. And when I see him, it feels like a ...